She doesn't like having milk in her boobs

Day 1

After Amora switched the topic Selene came over to divert attention even more. She too had a swollen belly proving the bugs had gotten to her as well. Clearly these bugs are a danger and should be destroyed.
When everybody stopped paying attention to her Amora retreated to her quarters. She found it odd that she was nude in the middle of the hall. It’s not like she is the most modest person around, but she’s also not an exhibitionist. Anyways, if she couldn’t remember it probably wasn’t worth remembering.
As soon as she could, she cast an illusion on herself that would hide her pregnant belly. She has no interest in seeing for herself what these filthy bugs have done to her.

Day 2

Amora wakes up with all her illusions deactivated like usual. She lies in a human bed inside a human room and her belly is swollen with bug eggs. Two simple illusions are cast and everything looks the way it should. Or so she thinks. When she stands in front of the diamond walls and sees her reflection she notices her breasts have grown a little and so have her nipples. It probably happened during the night. This change is actually nice. She admires her slim figure and caresses her boobs. She’s not going to place an illusion over that.
Later that day she notices she is unusually horny. Instead of picking one of the filthy human patrons in the club, she retreats to her quarters. There she creates an illusion of both Thor and Loki for herself to have sex with.

Day 3

Amora wakes up and casts an illusion on her room. She opens her eyes and is content with the Asgardian architecture. She sits up and feels her belly getting in the way. Another illusion gets cast and her belly is slim. Then she proudly looks at her boobs and they have grown even more. But so have her nipples. By Odin, they look like a cow’s teats. Shocked by their grotesque size, she grabs her nipples and immediately milk leaks from them.
Amora can’t believe it. How much more will these damn bugs victimize her. Amora gets out of bed and stomps towards he personal bathroom, also made to look Asgardian in architecture. She holds her breasts over the golden sink and starts milking her own boobs. She pulls and squeezes her udders over and over until all the milk has been drained from them.
“I am not a cow.” Amora whispers.
She then casts an illusion on her nipples so they look small and cute again.

In the evening she feels horny again. Once more she retreats to her room, only this time she creates an illusion of the other members of the sisterhood. They lie scattered across the floor. Nude and with flat bellies while being **** by the bugs. Amora plays with herself while watching the others get impregnated. They moan happily as their bellies swell to 9 month sizes and praise the bugs for choosing unworthy humans like themselves for breeding. Regan especially was very vocal about being nothing more than human breeding stock.
When she orgasms Amora treats herself to a glass of red wine, then goes to bed. She rubs her belly a few times then falls asleep.

Day 4

New day, same ritual. Make the room look Asgardian. Make her belly look flat. Walk towards the bathroom to drain her boobs from milk. But then Amora notices the empty glass from last night and she can’t help but be curious.
She takes the glass with her to the bathroom, holds the glass under one of her two udders and milks herself until she filled the glass. Then she takes a sip and tastes her own milk.
“Hmm, not bad.” Amora says.
Amora finishes the glass gets dressed and heads out. Half an hour later she returns with a couple of small glass bottles. Instead of draining her boobs into the sink she drains them into the bottles. Perhaps if she collects enough, she could take a milk bath in her own milk. She wonders how it would improve her skin.
After having emptied her boobs and illusioning her nipples to be small and cute again, Amora caresses her belly and says, “Maybe those bugs are good for something.”