Mammary Moment

“…fuck??? Why do I have boobs?? Why are they… why am I…?” Ethan stuttered incoherently, his mind too overwhelmed to finish a complete sentence. He wondered if he had accidentally inhaled some mold or something, or if there was some kind of gas leak in the attic that had given him some kind of weird hallucination. And yet, it all felt so real.

His hands flew up to his chest, grabbing his newly acquired mammaries. As soon as his fingers dug in, Ethan gasped as something akin to an electric shock rocked his body. He immediately let go, wiping the drops of liquid off on his pants.

They were firm, yet soft all the same, and incredibly sensitive. And most importantly, he could feel his fingers touching them. And the wetness of the liquid slowly dripping from his…ugh…nipples.

“Eww…what the actual fuck is happening to me right now?” He said, staring at the droplets of white liquid on the ground. That was coming out of him, like he was some kind of cow! Did that mean…

Without hesitation, he used his finger and brushed it against one of the dark elongated nipples sitting on his chest. Ethan shuddered as his finger made contact. They were far more sensitive than his old pair, that was for sure. He stuck his finger in his mouth, though he felt he knew the answer already.

“Milk. I’m leaking milk. Out of a pair of tits that came out of fucking nowhere. How the fuck did this happen?!” He said angrily, staring down at his leaky chest. Instantly, he brought his right hand up, his eyes darting to his ring finger. Sure enough, that ring was still there. Though now, he noticed, one of the four gems seemed to almost glow.

“I’m gonna wager a guess that it was this ring somehow. I mean what else could it be? Lemme take it off, maybe that’ll help.”