Interrupted Milking

You're right there with him, lost in the sensation, when he leans down and takes one of the massive nipples into his mouth. He sucks hard, and you can feel it all the way down to your new pussy. You let out a loud moan, your eyes rolling back slightly as waves of pleasure crash over you.

He pulls away for a moment, looking up at you with a grin. "You like that, don't you? I fucking love these tits."

He goes back to sucking and licking, his hands kneading the soft flesh. You're so lost in the sensation that you barely notice when he starts to suck even harder, trying to draw milk from your sensitive nipples. The suction is intense, bordering on painful, but it sends shockwaves of pleasure through your body.

"Oh fuck," you moan, your voice still that of a man's, deep and husky. Your brother pauses, his eyes widening as he realizes something isn't right. He looks up at you, confusion and concern etched on his face.

"You're not... you're not my wife," he stutters, his hands still on your breasts, but no longer groping, now just holding there, frozen.

You turn to look at him, your eyes meeting his in the mirror. You can see the recognition dawning on his face, the horror as he realizes who you really are. "What the fuck is going on?" he demands, his voice shaking.

You take a deep breath, your male voice filling the room as you speak. "It's me, bro. I used a spell to transform into her."

His eyes widen in shock and disbelief. "You... you turned into my wife? Why the fuck would you do that?"

You shrug, a smirk playing on your lips. "I wanted to know what it felt like. To be her, to have these tits." You gesture down to your massive chest, your voice softening slightly. "And fuck, it feels amazing."

Your brother stumbles back, his hands falling away from your body. He's shaking his head, trying to process what just happened. "This is fucked up, man. This is so fucked up."