The first steps of getting used to said new normal.

Groaning, Faye awoke in the nest of sheets, pillows and mattresses the pack had created for her in the sun room, her size basically confining her to that part of the house. She was already struggling to get through the door out to the patio, so Faye would definitely get stuck in the hallway towards the living room. As her mind adjusted to being awake, Faye scrunched up her face. Her front felt sore and damp, and her sleep-hazy brain took a minute to remember the events of yesterday.

"Damnit, I'm supposed to be a dog, not a cow..." Faye mumbled and sat up, wincing as her swollen tits jostled and thin arcs of milk were **** from her left middle tit. "Why'm I even this milky already... after just one day...?"

Then again, people didn't exactly grow dog dicks, six tits, various other parts, and later to nearly twice their size, so Faye decided to stop questioning the 'why' and decided to focus on the 'how to deal with it'. Pulling a face, the dog morph gingerly touched a throbbing, sore nipple, the mix of pleasure and pain making her grit her teeth. This was definitely a problem, and she would need to at least lower the pressure in her massive orbs before she could get up, or there would be milk spurting every which way with every step.

But solving the problem was a problem in and of itself - Faye's tits eclipsed beach balls, fat and swollen with milk. Just milking herself right here would make an enormous mess, and very possibly cause quite a bit of arousal; rather unwanted this early in the morning.

"Good morning, sleepy head!" Lily waltzed into the sunroom completely naked, six breasts bouncing and fluffy tail wagging as she closed in on Faye for a hug. It was more than a bit awkward, with Faye taller than Lily even sitting down. "Finally awake?"

As Lily did her best to hug Faye and the larger dog morph wrapped her arms around her mate, trying not to groan at the way milk began to run over the swell of her breasts, Faye finally noticed how bright it was outside. After Lily had let her go and taken a step back, Faye scratched the back of her head and asked:

"How long have I been sleeping?"

"Not that long, it's barely 10. But more importantly, do you need help with that?" Not waiting for an answer, Lily leaned forwards and cheekily licked the inner swell of Faye's upper left breast, cleaning up a droplet of milk. Faye bit back a moan and shivered; her tits were just way too sensitive, and even the gentle touch of Lily's tongue squeezed a spurt of milk out of Faye's gigantic nipple. "You look incredibly full..."

"Yes please..."

Lily giggled and grabbed one of her mate's upper nipples with both hands; the throbbing, erect teat looked like an impressively sized cock in her hands. Only that it leaked a much sweeter, creamier bounty, one that began to dribble more abundantly as Lily gently licked the sensitive flesh, only just able to fit her lips around the broad tip. It was more like giving a blow job than suckling on a nipple, the unoccupied milk ducts releasing a veritable stream of fresh cream as the milk truly began to flow, allowing Lily to enjoy the fresh, warm milk directly from the source.

Faye's breathing deepened with every lick and gentle suck, arousal mixing with relief and a deep, instinctual satisfaction - much like the uncontrollable lust that had led the giant dog morph to impale herself on her father's cock yesterday, but far less aggressive and much more... motherly. This word would likely have sent Faye into a fit even yesterday morning, but now, all she did was smile warmly and caress Lily's head as the smaller dog morph suckled and drank mouthful after mouthful. There was, of course, one part that reacted most eagerly to the slowly rising lust, one that was only seldom found on mothers and slowly began to peek out of Faye's sheath as it engorged.

Gulp after gulp, Lily emptied Faye's giant breast and filled her stomach, but it soon became apparent that there was no way the much smaller dog morph would be able to empty even one of Faye's enormous milkers. The soreness in that one orb was alleviated, thankfully, but all six of Faye's breasts kept releasing their bounty in thick streams that ran over the swell of her hefty tits even as Lily pulled back and wiped her lips. Faye's cock, meanwhile, was not forgotten, but neither was it attended to; after all, this was not about it.

"Wow, I... sorry, I think I underestimated just how much there is already!" Looking up at her pack leader with sparkling eyes, Lily beamed. "How does that even work? You've only gotten pregnant yesterday!"

"Believe me, I asked myself the same question. The answer is probably: We turned into dog people, did the same to our parents, and nothing makes sense anymore. At least not as it did... holy shit, it's not even been two days."

"Phew, you're right! But be honest - would you change anything?"

"Hell no!" There was no hesitation in Faye's voice, or her mind. There was nothing for which she would trade her strength, her sensitive tits, her pussy - or the massively improved relationship with her family. "No way I would-- eep!"

The small movements that accompanied Faye's forceful reply made the dog morph's overly full boobs jiggle and made droplets of milk squirt from all of them. Faye pulled a face and looked down her leaking front, rivulets of sweet white fluids running down her curves.

"Well, that's a mess, isn't it!" Anne marched in the sunroom, throwing a glance at her son-turned-daughter's dribbling boobs and at the floor, Anne herself wearing exactly nothing, her massively engorged shaft on full display and bobbing with every step.