You want to touch those tits yourself.

I'll be honest: this is probably the most difficult choice so far. A lot of that might be because of the aforementioned strangeness of my options, but hey, a difficult choice is still a difficulty choice. Still, when I really think about it, how can I say no to the option that ends with me getting to squeeze those behemoths? I mean, what's the point of Daisy getting those tits if I don't get to cop a feel, right? With my mind made up, I choose B and put the remote away before anyone can notice it.

New Attribute Selected

A HANDS-ON EXPERIENCE

I'm tempted to just reach over and test out this new trait right now, but with all these people around, I already now that's a disaster waiting to happen. That being said, there's no way I'm letting Daisy get away without trying it out at some point. I'll have to find a good moment to catch her alone.

There's another reason I find this attribute so interesting that I only briefly mentioned when I was deciding which option to pick: the fact that this attribute says Daisy's tits can only be milked by me or someone I give permission to. Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but I think this is the first attribute I've seen that lets me choose who it does and does not affect. That's a really interesting concept, and one that I certainly hope I'll see again. Being able to have other people milk Daisy could be nice, since it might become a burden if I was the only one who could do it. I imagine Daisy would end up getting pretty sore if she's not milked at least somewhat regularly, and I don't want to have to be solely responsible for keeping up with that.

I wonder who I should give permission to. Violet is an obvious choice, given how into the idea I'm sure she'd be. Giving Helen permission to do stuff like this might also be a good idea. After all, the whole point of having a personal assistant is to delegate tasks you don't want to/don't have time to do yourself. I might even be able to get Michelle to do this, assuming I ever find a situation where Michelle and Daisy are together in one place. For now though, I won't worry about that. I want a chance to enjoy those jugs myself before I let someone else enjoy them.

After a few more minutes, Professor Collins comes back in the room. She's clearly calmed herself down, as her face is back to the neutral expression I'm used to seeing from her. She quickly grabs the attention of the classroom away from Daisy and begins the lesson. Well, I say she grabs the attention, but a lot of people are still staring at Daisy's chest. In fact, even Professor Collins has a hard time not sneaking glances at her student's impressive cleavage.

Daisy herself still seems totally oblivious to the world around her, listening to the lesson with no regard for the looks she's getting. I also notice that the wet spots on Daisy's dress aren't getting any bigger, confirming to me that the attribute is working.

As the class continues, I see some movement out of the corner of my eye. I glance over to find Daisy squirming in her seat, which of course, only causes her breasts to jiggle all over the place. I look around to see that I'm not the only one who noticed this. Even Collins stumbles over her words briefly when she catches a glimpse of the sight.

"Daisy? You okay?" I whisper to her quietly.

"Y-yeah. I think so," the girl answers back.

Over the next hour or so, I watch as Daisy's fidgeting only gets worse. I keep an eye on her face to find she looks pretty uncomfortable. That's the moment I realize what's going on. She was lactating without any stimulation when I walked in today, which means her "udders" were probably pretty close to full before I picked her new attribute. That means she already needs to be milked. Looks like I was right about being sore. Well, now that I know that information, I can use it to my advantage.

When the professor ends the class, I see something that I don't think I've ever seen before: Daisy hastily packs up her stuff and leaves the classroom without saying a word to anyone. If it weren't for her walking in with boobs the size of her head, that probably would have shocked everyone here, but it's kind of hard to compare the two at this point. Not wanting to miss my opportunity, I grab my stuff and chase after her. Wow. I can't believe I'm rushing out of class to try to talk to Daisy. That's a new one.

"Hey, Daisy! Wait up!" I call out to her.

Hearing my voice, Daisy slows down and turns to look at me. She still doesn't look super happy about what's going on.

"Um, hey, Matt. Listen, I would love to talk, but I kinda have to go..." she replies.

"Actually, I want to help you. I can see you're having some issues."

"I don't even know what's going on with me right now. How are you supposed to help me?"

"Just trust me. Now, come on."

I don't wait for a response. I grab Daisy by the arm and pull her into the girls bathroom. I know I'll get in trouble if anyone finds me in here, but I don't want to make Daisy wait for relief, so I'll make it quick. Besides, since I have the dean working for me now, I can be a lot more bold around campus. Daisy doesn't know that though, and she immediately panics when we enter the restroom.

"Matt! You can't be in here! This is the girl's room!"

"Calm down, Daisy. I'm trying to help you."

Before giving Daisy a chance to react, I make my move. I grab the straps of her dress and pull them off of her shoulders. Then, with a flick of my wrist, I yank down her dress revealing her new tits in all their glory. And they really are glorious. Just seeing them bounce around, I can tell they're totally natural (or at least as they can be coming from a magic remote). The skin looks incredibly smooth and pristine. Her nipples are enlarged and prominent. Without even touching them, I can already feel their heft.

But I don't have time to look, so I keep moving. Thinking quickly, I spin Daisy around so she's facing the sink. I wouldn't want to make a mess, after all. I stand behind her and firmly grasp one breast in each hand. Oh man. They feel just a great as they look. I'm so ready for this.

"Hey! What are you doIIIIIIIIIIING-" Daisy shrieks as a squeeze her tits.

The second I press down onto her flesh, her nipples begin shooting milk out onto the bathroom counter. I try my best to aim for the sink, but that proves difficult with Daisy shaking in my arms. As I continue to run my hands along her skin, she moans and shivers wildly, which I can only assume is the side effect of multiple orgasms. The remote wasn't kidding when it said "intense pleasure." This girl is going crazy from this. I decide it might be fun to tease her a little bit.

"Now, Daisy, it sounded like you didn't want me to help you earlier. Do you want me to stop?" I ask as I stare at her in the reflection of the mirror in front of us.

"Oh, fuck! Fuck, fuck, FUCK! NO! Please don't stop!" Daisy screams in ecstasy.

I roll Daisy's nipples between my fingers, which causes milk to squirt out in all direction. She instinctively leans into my hands, inadvertently shoving her ass back into my crotch. I feel myself instantly harden as she does so. Daisy had a pretty nice ass even before her transformation. It may not be any bigger now, buy that doesn't stop it from feeling incredible pressed up against me. That being said, I'm not exactly in the mood to cum in my pants again, especially not a school.

I continue milking Daisy until she's completely empty, all while doing my best to avoid orgasming myself. Eventually, I let her go, causing her to stumble forward and brace herself on the milk-covered countertop. As she tries to catch her breath, I lean forward and whisper into her ear.

"I hope you enjoyed that, Daisy. Let me know if you ever want me to... help you out again. And make sure you don't tell anyone about this."

She looks at my reflection in the mirror for a moment. After a few seconds, she nods, still too out of breath to actually say anything. With her confirmation, I stand up and walk out of the bathroom, leaving her there to fully take in what just happened.

I would say that went pretty well. I got to touch quite possibly one of the greatest pairs of tits on the planet while making the owner of said tits cum over and over again. Sounds like a win-win if you ask me. I'll definitely be curious to see what state Daisy is in when literature class rolls around. That being said, I'm starving, so for now, I stop thinking about my classmate and start thinking about what I'm going to eat. Nothing works up an appetite quite like milking your cow, I guess.