''Fine''

Well, good. Here, why don't you grab that jacket that's on top. Should make for a good demonstration of combining jackets

''Wait, so is there no way of combining say for example a jacket and some pants?''

No. At least not anyway to make them into a single item.

''I suppose that makes sen... dude, really? 'Got milk'? And even worse it's cowprint pattern. Eugh''

C'mon, it's a pretty popular one. And you've gotta admit, you have a little bit of a lactation fetish.

''Dude, again. Invasion of privacy''

Pffft. Just be glad I don't narrate you into having even more fetishes than you do

''You would, you... Wait. You can do that?''

Damn right. Now, on with the jacket.

''Ugh. fine''

She squeezed her arms into the new jacket. The added layer of the Amazon jacket plus the new bulk of her muscles providing a fair bit of resistance at first. But that quickly eased back as the material seemed to stretch unnaturally, allowing her to easily slip it on and over her shoulders as well.

''So, what now''

Wait for it.

The colour of the jacket started to darken as it melded with the one below it, quickly becoming a maroon colour with dark spots. If she had a mirror nearby, she would have seen that the writing across the back had morphed as well. Now reading as 'Milky Amazon'

''Of course it does''

Her snarky remarks would stop there though, as she suddenly felt her nipples harden and then start to ache as pressure built up behind them.

''Yeah, yeah. Here it comes''

She was fully expecting what came next. Her breasts started to push out into the fabric of the shirt she had already been wearing under her jacket. What she hadn't expected was her c-cup bra to suddenly disappear without explanation. Something which definitely didn't happen because the narrator forgot to give any frame of reference for what size her breasts were growing from.

''Smooth''

I though so

She watched the hard points of her nipples strained against the fabric of her shirt, pressed tight against it by what were already getting close to F-cups

''You know cup size isn't a great reference without band...''

It gets the point across well enough. Now shut it

The growth stopped soon after, with her breasts having gained at least two cup sizes and her nipples now making themselves very obvious through the fabric of her shirt. Not helped by the fact that they were starting to leak and make the fabric just slightly see through while it clung even tighter to the curves of her chest.

''You done describing my tits?''

Are your tits finished changing?

''I thingghgg ohhh!.''

She flexed her now muscular pecs to prove her point, not realising that the pressure she would put on her boobs would make them squirt a powerful jet of milk that managed to go through her shirt and still carry on for a few feet. Creating a little trail along the ground that lead back to her.

There we go.

''Screw you. What next''