MilkMaid Pt. 4 - TG Caption

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I sat on the bus depressed. So much for not giving into this stupid body’s drives, I thought. Not like I had a lot of help. The original April was right, everyone immediately started pushing me towards this. And now what do I have to look forward to? A trip to the local MilkMaid center. Wonderful. I thought back to nurse Amy’s advice.

"April, I know you're upset. I know this may not be the life you planned for, but I promise you’ll be happier soon. When you meet your new herd, everything will become clearer."

"How would you know?" I asked, not very happy with the cute nurse after coming down from my latest milking high.

"I know because my younger sister is like you, a MilkMaid," she replied. "She resisted for years, and it made her miserable. Since finding her herd she’s been happier than I can ever remember seeing her. I promise you, I’ll call ahead and let her know you're coming. You'll have a friend waiting."

That was three days ago. After the school contacted my parents to let them know the situation, things had moved quickly, and now I was headed to the center where I'll spend the vast majority of my time from now on. Thankfully, I don't have to stay there, but as a newly registered MilkMaid I do have to at least check in and go through some kind of orientation. Most milkmaids chose to stay, but not me. I was going home to sleep in my own bed tonight.

When the bus arrived I got up and hopped out, immediately regretting the action when it caused my enhanced chest to bounce and flop all over the place, despite the heroic efforts of the extra strength, utilitarian bra. Adding to the embarrassment, I nearly fell over but was saved when a pair of hands reached out to steady me.

"Whoa there, new girl. Us top-heavy ladies need to be a little more careful when we move. Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll get used to them in no time!"

I wanted to thank my savior, but something was distracting me. The instant I got off the bus I was hit with the strangest scent. It forced its way in through my nose, echoing throughout my brain in a confusing synesthesia of concepts and ideas. It smelled like warmth and happiness, safety and…family? I never smelled anything like it before and but somehow the combination distilled into one idea, home. I eventually looked up at the young woman still holding me steady. So pretty…. My head was swimming. I just kept staring and breathing in.

"Oh wow, that hit you pretty hard, huh? I guess that answers a couple questions. You must be the new MilkMaid my sister told me about. It’s April, right?"

I nodded, dumbly. "You smell," I said without thought, causing the other girl to snort. She was smiling at me now and it made me feel warm.

"I’ll assume there was an implied ‘good’ at the end of that sentence. It’s very nice to meet you April. My name is Anita. My sister called to let me know you were coming. I’m here to show you around and, judging by your reaction, welcome you."

"Welcome…me?" I asked, my brain still misfiring pleasantly. The other woman, Anita, finally let go of my shoulders but didn't back away. I realized our breasts were nearly brushing and she was actually bigger than I was. Is that what I had to look forward to? Argh, my mind was wandering again. Why was I reacting this way? I finally realized it wasn't this place that smelled like home. It was her. I was nearly overcome by the urge to lean into the crook of her neck and just breathe her in. I knew this couldn't be natural, or maybe it was? Some stupid MilkMaid thing? Unaware of my mental rambling the vision before me spoke again.

"Welcome to your new herd if you want it, April. Welcome home."