Two babies and a mommy

Hanna, excited with her new babyhood, got onto her now-bare feet and waddled up to her mother.

"Mommy, me hungwy," Hanna said.

"What's that swee--" her mother before she gasped in horror at what her mother was wearing. "Hanna! What happened to your clothes?!"

The mother got on her knees and held her younger daughter by her arms. She saw the three babies in the backseat and scowled.

"You! What did you do to my--" before Hanna gave her a brief kiss on her lower lip. The woman glowed pink briefly before her breast suddenly swelled a few inches, two tiny wet-spots forming on her shirt. The purse she left on her chair swelled as well, filling itself with fresh diapers, wipes, baby-powder, etc.

"Someone's a hungry little girl, isn't she? Lets get you fed then."

She grabbed Hanna from under her arms and lifted her on her knee. She lifted her shirt and undid her new nursing bra. She led Hanna's head to her breast who then proceeded to suck on her tit, relaxing to the taste of her mommy's milk.

"Tamara, you want some too, sweety?"

Her older daughter averted her gaze from her cell-phone briefly, only to flinch and back away from the two into the bus window.

"What the fu--" she cursed before Joanne, who snuck up on the three during the mother's transformation, grabbed Tamara by the right and left sides of her face and pulling her in for a kiss. Her tongue licked the tips of her teeth before she broke the kiss with a giggle at her smooch.

Tamara briefly glowed before her hair tied itself into twin braided-pigtails. Her jeans creeped upwards and quickly became a pair of overalls, complete with a sunflower on the front, her panties swelled into a diaper under it. A pink pacifier appeared in her mouth, which she happily sucked.

In Tamara's seat, poop rushed out of her body and into her diaper with a light squishing noise, the new baby practically oblivious of her bowel movement.

"Awe, did Tammy make messies for mommy?" Her mother cooed as she gave Tamara a light pinch on her cheek. She placed her hand on her younger daughter's diaper, feeling it warm and soaked. "Seems like both of you need a change." She looked at the other babies too. "Do any of you need changing?