Alyssa goes home to try and start investigating (Conspiracy Route)

Alyssa's belly and boobs sloshed about as she shuffled to the edge of the bed, then heaved herself up. She thanked whatever was causing that it also gave her the strength to at least have some mobility. She looked down at herself, and her eyes went wide. She could see herself growing fatter from the milk she had just drank. Her belly was slowly spreading on her lap, her large, leaking nipples growing further away from her as her tits rounded out, swelling faster as they filled. Alyssa began to quickly waddle, feeling her pussy move between her fat thighs, it felt like it was leaking more as well.

"Ugh, I'm such a mess." Alyssa muttered as she reached the door. She took one look back at Angela, who lazily waved at her before going through the door, both her hips brushing the sides of the doorframe. Alyssa wobbled as she made her way back to where she woke up, happy to find her keys and purse on a nightstand. Her exiting that room as even closer than the previous. She could feel her body processing all that milk at this point, small streams down her body, joining a third of juices from her pussy before coalescing as a trail on the floor behind her or a puddle at her feet. A blush rose to her cheeks as she worried more and more about the mess she was making.

Thankfully, the front door was wider than the other doors and she exited easily. Her next challenge was her car. She did her best to be quick despite her size. Her went ahead and slid the seat back as far as she could, hoping it would be enough. She eased herself in to her car, the suspension groaning and car leaning, she felt like she was getting into a can. She eventually settled in and was just able to pull her door closed. She could feel herself pressing gently against she her body finished processing all the fattening cream she had guzzled down. She really hoped the information was worth it. Her breasts pressed against the steering wheel, but she was able to drive. She could feel the footwell of the car slowly filling around her feet.

Alyssa was very glad that the route to her home was on secluded backroads. She arrived quickly, glanced around and waddled inside, having to swivel her hips a little to get in quickly. She was learning. Alyssa sighed as she got in, finally away from any prying eyes. She went a was going to slump on her couch, but thought maybe easing herself down was better. The couch creaked once, not used to such weight upon it all at once. She pulled out her phone and started trying to follow up on what Angela had said. Some cute guy from Insutech added a strange liquid to the punch bowl. She had drunk a lot of that punch. She stopped trying to care about the couch getting drenched. She'd have to do something about all the milk. She detoured and ordered some breast pumps online and paid for them to be overnighted, along with some hoses. She could at least just pump it all down the drain, or something.

Back to her original task, she found Insutech's website, which wasn't helpful as nothing listed seemed to fit what had happened to her. She pivoted to trying to find any news articles about product leaks, then any conspiracies about Insutech. Anything. However, she was getting frustrated as while some of the things she found certainly sounded adjacent to what she had going on, nothing fit her situation. She wondered if she was trying to be too specific?

Her stomach grumbled, it was lunch time. Alyssa, seemingly without much thought brought up a delivery app and put in an order that was her usual, but at twice the size. She sighed, being this fat was going to take some getting used to. She picked her phone and again and refreshed the conspiracy forum she was on, when she saw something that had just popped up.