A very milky morning

Bright and early, Maggie hurried out of bed and scampered downstairs, already hearing the sounds of breakfast being made in the kitchen. Her unrestrained breasts bounced wildly under her regretfully worn shirt as she descended the steps and she could feel that they had started to grow again in the night. They weren't much bigger than her usual hefty size, but she could feel that they would only continue to grow. She couldn't help but get a little aroused at the knowledge and her nipples perked up, standing firm and proud against the thin material of her shirt.

"Whoa girl, you've got your headlights on!" her mother said as Maggie walked into the kitchen. The teen immediately saw that her mother was cooking up their customary huge bowl of eggs and her nipples hardened further at the sight of the full gallon of her milk sitting on the counter.

"Sorry Momma, I just woke up like this," she said, taking a seat at the table and buttering a slice of toast.

"And you won't wear a bra because they hurt, I know. Well, as long as you stay on the farm, I guess it doesn't matter," Josefina said with a sigh at her youngest daughter's antics.

"Good morning ladies!" a loud voice came from the doorway. Maggie looked up to see her father, Marcus stepping into the kitchen with his usual messy yellow hair, her older sister, Sandy, walking in right behind him. Marcus immediately went to his wife and gave her a big kiss on the lips, taking a plate piled high with eggs from her and sitting down at the table.

"Morning Daddy," Maggie said, happily taking a bite of her served portion of eggs. Her eyes widened a little as she recognized a trace of flavor in them. "Did you do anything different with these eggs, Momma?" she asked, savoring another bite.

"No, just normal eggs with a bit of milk. Speaking of which..." she said, grabbing the gallon of milk that Maggie now noticed was only mostly full and poured large glasses for everyone, taking a seat a second later to eat her own breakfast. Maggie took a long, slow drink of her own milk, relishing the cool liquid as it flowed through her body. She felt her breasts jump up in size and was momentarily worried that her family would notice, but a quick look around the table revealed that they had other concerns.

From the first taste of her tainted milk and the eggs that contained it, her family had become ravenous for more. Sitting across from her, her father was shoveling eggs into his mouth as quickly as he could, only stopping to take large gulps of milk. Sandy was doing much the same, though she favored the milk over all else. She filled her own glass repeatedly, chugging it in seconds, before she just grabbed the gallon and brought it to her mouth, drinking the whole thing down until the jug was empty. Josefina had more restraint, though likely only because there were no eggs or milk left to steal from her husband and daughter. She still seized the glass Maggie held from her and drank that down before looking at the empty glass in her hand with surprise.

"Wow, you all really liked that, didn't you?" Maggie said rhetorically, looking over her wide-eyed family. They all nodded, though her sister looked the most alert while her father was just the opposite, staring into nothing. "Then come with me, there's more in the barn." They all immediately stood up from the table and followed Maggie out of the house and towards the barn.

Maggie hummed happily as she walked, feeling her tits steadily grow with each step. She felt her arousal from the night before reappear, slowly making her shorts wetter. Her breathing picked up, her anticipation of her pleasure making her walk faster, before she realized the rest of her family was going much slower.

They were all breathing heavily, but her father was practically gasping for air. His tanned skin was flushed a ruddy red, one that extended down his face and was appearing on his arms and legs. Josefina was also flushed, but more noticeable was the glow of health that suffused her skin. Wrinkles born of years of hard farm work vanished, but left her toned physique and the firm abs that she loved and worked to maintain, until she looked like she had in her prime. Her long blonde hair started growing longer too, until the ends that had only reached the middle of her back extended past her very nice ass.

Maggie was most excited about the changes that gripped Sandy though. Her sister's flat chest was slowly creeping up in size, quick enough to be visible through her shirt, but not quick enough that Sandy had noticed yet. Maggie's own chest swelled faster as she thought about her sister becoming the same as her, nearly orgasmic as sweet milk was pulled from massive chests. She was salivating at the thought and felt the first hints of her own milk appearing deep in her tits when she heard a sound from the back of the little procession from a voice she used to recognize.

"Nnngghhh....ahhh...nngh!" Marcus groaned and gasped, his body suddenly experiencing a rush of alterations. Maggie watched her father with eager eyes, her focus catching Sandy's attention too.

"What...what is...Dad, you're-!" The increasingly busty young woman was stunned by the creature that used to be her father following behind her. His shoes had fallen off when his feet changed, twisting and morphing until they were hooves. His arms and legs, toned to perfect, slim muscularity, quivered and shrank, becoming dainty and smooth. The red flush of his skin lightened slightly, giving him a stark pink color all over. His broad shoulders shrunk slightly as well, but the more interesting his daughters' eyes snapped to was the twin growing mounds on his chest.

"Wow daddy, look at those cute little titties. Not that I'm jealous, I like these big fat knockers. Oooh, my milk is coming back in too, it feels soooo gooood," Maggie moaned, squeezing the first drops of her milk out of her now massive tits, the flesh far outstripping her hands in size. Two small wet spots appeared on the front of her shirt, but a second later her nipple was in her own mouth as she slurped up her own cream.

"Maggie, what are you doing? How are you..."

"Lactating?" Maggie asked, finishing her mother's question, momentarily letting go of her nipple and letting her boob bounce on her chest. "I don't know, but it feels so good. And my milk tastes so good too. I could tell you all liked it." Josefina and Sandy's surprised looks gave her a happy little jolt, and her father's foggy expression was a reward all its own. "I didn't lie, there's more milk in the barn. But looking at Daddy and you, Sandy, I'll get to show you how its made and just how good it feels."

"What do you mean, looking at-what the fuck!!" Sandy screamed, finally realizing that, for the first time in her life, she had tits. Big ones. She hadn't inherited her mother's good genes like her sister had, but now she sat far above the size her sibling had been originally. The colossal mamaries hung off her chest, firm, wobbling, and from what it felt like, filling up from the inside.

"Mmm, Daddy's coming along nicely too. He might be bigger than me. Oh, he's so pretty too, I never knew his hair was so curly. But come on, we're almost there. I promise you'll like it, there's nothing like it." Maggie continued dragging Sandy along, Josefina right behind her, and both of them looking back at Marcus.

The formerly brawny farmer was becoming increasingly slim and sexy, except for the tits that were inflating on his chest. Josefina squeezed her own as they were outpaced, suddenly the smallest in the family, even after they had grown slightly under the influence of the milk. It was still the least of her concerns as she watched her husband's gait adjust. He walked with his growing bubble butt thrust out and taking small steps, his new hooves forcing him to walk like he was wearing high heels. His shirt stretched obscenely, baring a huge stretch of soft, new cleavage and his hair had lengthened into long, pink curls, slightly darker than his skin. His hips changed too, twisting and popping, his shorts and underwear falling off him as they no longer fit to his new curves, dropping just in time for the girls to see his penis shrivel up into a large clit, sitting above a slick pair of pussy lips.

Then they were in the barn, Josefina and Sandy standing dumbfounded as Maggie led her former father over to one of the milking stations. "What...? Maggie, how...? ...my voice..." Marcus stuttered, mind at odds with his new body and the soft, girly voice he now possessed.

"Come on, Daddy, come right here, it'll all make sense in a moment. We won't have to worry about anything anymore. You'll be okay, just lift your arms up for me, that's it." Maggie closed a set of cuffs over her transformed father's wrists, leaving him standing with his arms above his head. "That's to make sure you don't fall over. Now, let's get this shirt off and see how you're coming, okay?" She didn't wait for Marcus' approval, she just tore the stretched shirt off, revealing enormous breasts to the world. As soon as the air touched the thick nipples, a jet of milk shot out, splashing on Maggie's own bountiful tits. "Good, how do they feel?" she asked, massaging the huge globes gently.

"So full...hurts...mm...mmmmm..." Marcus groaned, wanting to grope his own overfull tits, but the chains around his wrists didn't let him.

"I thought so. Don't worry, I've got just the thing." Maggie quickly positioned a pair of suction cups over her father's leaking nipples, letting them sit there as the cups slowly began filling with milk. She quickly ran over to where the pump was and, while carefully watching her father, flipped it on.

"Mmm-mmm-mooooooo!!" Marcus cried as the pumps went to work, draining the first real spurts of milk from him. Or her. From the minute he first tasted Maggie's milk, he had slowly been losing himself to the milky cow that was emerging inside him. Now, with the quiet hum of the pump working in the background and the exquisite pleasure of his giant tits being drained rushing through his body, he abandoned himself completely, happy to slip away to the feeling of milk spurting out of heavy tits, leaving nothing but a cumming, lactating cow behind.

"Moo...mmm....mooohh..." the hucow moaned, legs collapsing to leave her on her knees, hanging happily by her arms as she was milked. Maggie gave her slack lips a sloppy kiss, giggling as the cow ineffectively tried to lick back. Then the hucow's eyes rolled back and she came gently, more milk spurting from her gigantic teats.

"Looks like Daddy's all settled, are you ready for your turn, Sandy?" Maggie asked, turning to where her sister and mother were watching with fear and lust.