A small group of sleepy people, in various states of expansion and undress.

Rebecca let out a small peep as she saw a group of seven people amble in from down the hall. Four women and three men, all in various states of undress and expansion. A couple of the women looked very unused to the size of their bodies, one constantly bumping her hip against the wall as she walked, another struggling to cross her arms in front of her huge boobs. Another cradled a very large round belly, which looked firm. Then there was the fourth woman.

She had brunette hair and a cute face, her lips made her feel a certain way. Her eyes drifted down slowly, still trying to remember her. Her eyes went wide as he reached her chest. Her breasts swelled out, larger than her head. A grey shirt tried to cover them, large nipples were surrounded by dark areas, and she was showing some very generous under boob. Below that, a soft belly pushed over her short shorts slightly. Her shorts were very strained, her labia and clitoris seemed larger than normal. Shorts pulled wide by her hips and she assumed her ass, while her thighs spilled from the bottom, incredibly thick. Kaitlyn's eyes lingered on her boobs again, white droplets dripping from the tips now. Finally, her eyes came back up to the other woman's amber eyes.

Rebecca's eyes darted to the guys as the other woman smirked at her. One had a flaccid cock hanging down to his knee, another had balls wider than his legs, and the last one... looked normal, which was weird to Rebecca in this context. Or he looked normal because he was wearing shorts? Maybe he was grower and the other two were showers, statistically that would be most likely--

"Hey!" the brunette haired woman said, jarring Rebecca from her tangent.

"Oh, uh, hey!" Rebecca replied, her arms instinctively trying to cover herself.

"Is there any pizza left?" she asked. Rebecca nodded and stepped aside for her to access the fridge. However, the woman stopped in her tracks when she saw Rebecca's tits. "Always all that?"

"N-no, I just woke up and all this was here!" Rebecca almost felt nauseous just trying to explain it to someone else. "They were so full of milk so I drained them, but they seem normal besides that" she slightly infodumped.

"Whoa, whoa, it's okay. My name's Angela, I don't know if we met last night, but it seems like all of us changed one way or another." Angela said, placing a reassuring hand on Rebecca's forearm.

"All of you?" Rebecca said, somewhat address the six others. They all nodded, or gestured to more obvious changes.

"I don't know yet, I think, my stomach is definitely stretchier, no way holding this much cum is normal." she rubbed her taught tummy, revealing what it was full of. Rebecca blushed.

"H-how?" Rebecca asked

"That one." the woman giggled, pointing to the guy with huge balls. He smiled at her in response.

"Anyway, we all just finished having some fun together and came in here for a bite to eat. We don't really know what happened last night, do you?" Angela cut in, already on a third slice of pizza. She set out a few more boxes on the island and the others dug in.

"I-- hmm, there was the punch bowl reveal, and then things get fuzzy, I remember someone bragging in my ear that they put something special in there? I think. It's all a blur, feels like trying to remember a dream." Rebecca said, watching Angela's boobs leak. Her were starting to feel full again. Certainly they fill this quickly on their own? Has to be because of the food, has to be.

"I don't even remember the punch bowl, honestly." Angela said a little dreadfully. "Do you remember the guy?" she handed Rebecca a slice of pizza, and she took a bite as she tried to remember.

"He was taller than me, real skinny though, nice hands. Is this pizza different? Eating it feels really good?" Rebecca externalized her thoughts as she tried to recall.

"I didn't keep track of anyone's hands, but if he was taller than you, that narrows it down a bit; and no, just normal pizza." Angela responded, holding her own round belly in thought, "But if you like it that much, go ahead and have another slice!" she pushed another into Rebecca's hands.

"I dunno, I've already had two... whole... pies. Damn, I've never had so much pizza in my life!" She guffawed, while eating the next slice. It felt so good, like a comfortable warmth, like wearing a blanket, but only in her boobs? Rebecca moaned slightly as she felt all six of her milk tanks reach near capacity. Finishing the slice, they all started leaking. Everyone present seemed enamored by the display of milk.

Rebecca could feel she liked it deep down, but didn't know how to feel about it really.

"Ungh, not more milk." Rebecca dusted her hands off then held her head.

"We... could help you with that." Angela looked over the others, who all agreed, "I think we could all use a drink." she winked. Rebecca froze, she looked at everyone, they all certainly looked thirsty enough. She wanted it.

"B-but, like, how?" Rebecca said, considering the logistics of seven people trying to drink from six udders.

"Let's get you laid down, then should give us all access." Angela replied. Rebecca, overzealous, stripped her shirt off. Everyone gasped a little at seeing her six magnificent udders steadily all dripping. She nodded and followed Angela back into the master bedroom, where a king sized bed dominated the room. She climbed up and laid in the center.

One by one, the others climbed up and latched on with each pair of lips on her, she felt right. Every pump of her tits and gulp of milk made her start to feel like she was floating. Last was Angela, which Rebecca could barely see from all she was feeling. She parted her legs.

"Yours is bigger than mine, now." Angela climbed over the footboard, Rebecca pointed her fingers at her wet pussy, and Angela smiled while lowering herself down onto it. Rebecca could feel her lips cup Angela's whole face. Angela started licking her clit and Rebecca's brain went silent.

It was just her, and this feeling. Just Rebecca, and the growing mounting pressure and pleasure. Just Rebecca and getting drained. She couldn't see, her arms laid up around her head, as her tongue rolled around her mouth that hung open. Then:

Pop

Angela's face was drenched in a deluge of cum, she had to sit up to breath, though she felt odd. The other six couldn't keep up with Rebecca's production while she came. The women bloated, getting fatter and producing their own milk. The men's cocks and balls all grew and grew, the feeling making them start to cum all over the others and themselves. Rebecca kept moaning and mooing. Her body writhed, **** to express all she was feeling. It slowly subsided, milk and cum drenching the mattress and flooding the room with it's scent. After another ten minutes, Rebecca could speak.

"That's... that's not usually like that." Rebecca said softly

"It's a new normal, felt good, yea?" Angela said. Rebecca looked down at her, she swore it looked like Angela was fatter, and had a new smaller pair of boobs under her first pair? She couldn't tell because her vision was still blurry.

"So g-good." Rebecca said. She looked around without moving her head and saw the others cleaning up the mess, or at least cleaning her up. Being tended to felt nice. She closed her eyes and immediately fell into sleep.