MilkMaid Pt. 2 - TG Caption

Part 1 

Part 2

Rearranging my clothes and cleaning up as best as possible, I eventually left the bathroom and started towards my next class. A quick check of the schedule in her bag, my bag now, confirmed that this body’s former occupant and I share the same classes. Thankfully, the classroom is nearby. The walk itself is an ordeal. This body seems to know how to move, the motions coming naturally. Still, it’s a jiggling, confused girl that makes her way down the hall. Arriving just before the bell, I sat down and prepared myself for a nice long boring lecture. 

The subject is history, which has never excited me, but I'm extra distracted today given the situation, and I don’t seem to be the only one. In a class of mostly girls, I’m surrounded, and those nearest me keep shuffling in their seats, stealing glances my way, and I swear, sniffing the air in my direction. I find myself wondering if they’re thirsty. Maybe I should…I should give them a drink. I could strip off my top, give myself a little squeeze. They wouldn’t resist, they wouldn’t even want to. I have exactly what they need. I bet they would line up for me, each one desperate for a taste, a lick, a-

“Tina, is there a problem?” the teacher asks.

"I’m sorry Miss Milner, but it’s April. She’s leaking milk again and you know how distracting that is." 

The interruption wakes me from my little fantasy, and I’m mortified. What was I thinking? Was I really going to give in so easily?  The teacher looked sternly my way and said, “April, for however long you remain a student in my class you will have to do the bare minimum to avoid distracting the other girls. And that includes taking care of your body's baser needs.”

“I’m sorry Miss Mil-,” I start.

“I don’t want to hear it. Now go to the school nurse and don’t come back until you've taken care of your problem.” 

“I, yes Miss Milner.” I wanted to argue that it’s not my fault, but I just…can’t. This intimidating woman is giving me a command and I need to…I have to do what she says. Slowly, still jiggling and, I only now notice, leaking obviously from my swollen breasts, I made my way out of the classroom and down the hall to the nurse’s room. 

I was about halfway there, walking past a dark classroom, when the door swung open two pairs of hands reached out to pull me inside.

“See, I told you it was her!” 

“Yeah yeah,. But I don’t know, should we really be doing this? Doesn’t she look a little loopy? Her brains probably already dribbling out her tits.” 

I knew those voices, Jessica and Jamie. We weren’t exactly friends in my original world but, being in similar/lower social circles, we were at least friendly acquaintances. I hoped it was the same here. 

“April, I’m sorry about this, but we need your help. Frankly, we are tired of being the shortest, plainest, girls in our class. If you could just… share a little of your milk.”

“Oh! Umm I don’t, I don’t know.” This was too soon. I could still feel the echoes of my earlier experience in the bathroom. Just the thought of it sent tingles through my body, a feeling that concentrated in my over-inflated chest. Even quicker than before, there was a surge and I marked the exact moment my milk started to let down. 

“See, I think you really want to help us, April. Isn’t that right?” one of the twins, I couldn’t tell which at this point, whispered into my ear. When did she get so close?

“I.. I shouldn’t...”

“But it would feel so good, wouldn’t it April? And your body obviously wants it, even if your silly brain is arguing,” the second twin whispered into my other ear, hot breath tickling the wisps of hair around my neck. They were each holding onto my waist now and I was so warm, so confused. Small hands began to unbutton my blouse and I didn’t say or do anything to stop them. They pulled it off easily but struggled with my bra. When did it get so much tighter? How much have I already grown? Just how far gone was I? Finally, they had me stripped from the waist up.  Any remaining thought of resistance melted away when they each took a heavy breast in hand, directing my already wet nipples to their eager mouths, and began to suck. 

It was different than before. There was more need, more desperation, more release, more milk, more pleasure, more everything. I made happy little mewling noises, nothing coherent as they hugged me, stroked my back, touched and teased any part of my body within their reach. Some infinitesimal piece of me wanted to fight back but it was drowned in a happy milky haze. My mind fuzzed further, and all I cared about was taking care of these little ones, helping them, feeding them, and making them beautiful. The only thought I could hold onto was that maybe this wouldn’t be so bad. Maybe this was the life I wanted.  Maybe I should stop fighting completely and just give-

“Wow that is so good. Jess, I swear I can already feel my boobs growing! Thank you so much, April!”

Just then the bell rang, startling us all. The twins reluctantly pulled away and helped me haphazardly dress. I needed the help. My mind wasn’t working right. Everything was bright and blurry and shiny and…

“Damn she’s really out of it… let’s drop her off with Nurse Amy and get to class before we get in trouble.”

“Ohhh, Nurse Amy? Like her.. she’s so pretty…,” I mumble, nearly incoherent.

“That’s right, April. It’s time to go see the pretty nurse. You make sure to do everything she says, like a good little MilkMaid!”

“Not a… not a MilkMaid...”

“Sure you’re not, sweetie. Sure you’re not.”