Point out that Momo only has about 45 minutes left and ask what happens when she transforms back

Family bathroom near north entrance, Westfield Galleria, Crescent Bay, at 3:14 PM on Saturday June 14th, 2025.

You gesture toward Momo, who's still bouncing on her toes, milk dripping steadily from her soaked tank top. "She's only got about forty-five minutes left. What happens when she transforms back?"

"Good question," Evan says, looking relieved to focus on something practical. "Does it just... reverse? Like, instant?"

Reina shrugs, making her massive breasts sway. She winces at the sensation. "How the fuck would we know? None of us have ever seen anything like this before."

"The machine didn't say anything about the actual transformation process," Marcus adds. "Just the timer."

Momo giggles, pressing her small hands to her leaking breasts. "Who cares about later? I only have forty-five minutes to try this body out!" She squeezes, sending twin streams of clear milk spraying across the tile floor. Her eyes roll back and she moans. "Oh fuck, that feels incredible."

"Jesus Christ," Marcus mutters, but his eyes are glued to the display.

Momo looks up at the three of you, her dark eyes glazed with lust. "You guys should totally help me. My boobs are so full and heavy and they need... they need attention." She pulls the soaked pink tank top up and over her head in one smooth motion, revealing her petite body completely topless. Her D-cup breasts are impossibly perky, nipples hard and glistening with milk. "Someone should suck on them. Please? It would feel so amazing."

"What?" Evan's voice cracks.

Reina stares at Momo with wide eyes, her own breathing quickened. "Tyler, you can't just—"

"I'm Momo now!" she chirps happily. "And I can do whatever I want for the next forty-five minutes!" She cups her breasts, lifting them toward you. Milk drips from her nipples, running down over her fingers. "Come on, Danny. Don't you want to taste? It's really sweet, I bet. And it would help me so much. I'm so full it's starting to hurt."

Marcus lets out a low whistle. "This is the most insane shit I've ever witnessed."

You can feel your cock straining painfully against your zipper, the thick shaft pressing uncomfortably along your thigh. Momo's petite naked torso is right there, those perky tits leaking milk, and she's literally begging for someone to suck on them.

Reina has gone quiet, one hand pressed between her thighs again. She's watching Momo with an expression that's equal parts shock and something darker—hunger, maybe. "We shouldn't..." she whispers, but it sounds weak even to her.

"Why not?" Momo whines. "I want this. I need this. Please, you guys, I'm going crazy here."

Evan looks at you helplessly, then at Marcus. "This is so fucked up."

"Completely fucked," Marcus agrees. But he's moving closer to Momo, his eyes fixed on her dripping breasts.