Realise what she's done

Courtney lay on the couch as she floated across the waves of adrenaline and pleasure. It was only after those mingling waves of energy and bliss faded that Courtney opened her eyes and saw the aftermath of what she had done. Staring directly at Angela and the two beautiful strangers laying around her, having become more belly then woman, the couch was an island atop a large pool of breastmilk and cum, and finally truly noticing the gawking onlookers hurriedly whispering to one another as they pointed to her.

Shock and shame hit her as she felt the couch finally give out from underneath her, its wooden frame unable to sustain the growing beauties laying atop it. It was more than enough motivation for Courtney to claw her way to her feet and make a quick getaway. The drenched blanket slipped right off of her body as she charged through the house. Courtney bit back moans as her breasts bounced and her balls slapped against her thighs as she ran back into the bedroom she had used; unaware of the fact her body had grown since she had woken up and just how loud her steps had become.

The mocha beauty pressed her back against the bedroom door as she stopped to catch her breath. She could feel the wild drumming beat of her heart as she released a breath she had been holding in... Only to breathe in the scent of her sweet milk and the rich seed. Her body reacted immediately; streams of milk spilling from her heaving breasts as her cock throbbed and hardened as it pumped out rivers of precum. Pleasurable electricity surged through her as Courtney stared at her reflection in her mirror.

M-maybe... maybe it's fine to just masturbate a l-little. Courtney sluggishly thought as her hands drifted toward her achingly hard dick; only stopping as the image of the living room flashed in her mind. That image alone was enough to get her to pull her hands away from her member. The denial left her shaking as Courtney swore she felt her large balls twitch as they grew full and heavy with cum.

N-no! I am in control. I-I don't need to cum. Courtney repeated the mental mantra as she tried finding something, ANYTHING to wear so she could drive back to her house as fast as possible. She knew none of her clothes would fit her in the slightest; as before this morning, she'd been only a hundred pounds. Leaving her throwing drawers open and hoping for the best.

_Bikini, bikini, nurse outfit, cocktail dress, bikini, miniskirt, leotard, police costume, bikini... Why is everything so small!?! _Courtney angrily thought as she threw outfit after outfit over her shoulders in her hunt to cover herself. Eventually, she found the only things that would fit her new curvaceous and heavily endowed body: bedsheets. Courtney wasted no time in turning a white silk sheet into a makeshift toga; giving herself some semblance of modesty as the sheet covered her massive and incredibly endowed body. But she could feel her cock and tits increase their production, almost like they were protesting her choice to wear clothes, making the sheet cling to her skin, leaving less than nothing to the imagination.

Courtney snuck out of her room and waddled through the house with purpose. **** to avoid losing control or being confronted over the mess she left in the living room. However, the moment she heard indistinguishable voices coming from the living room, Courtney abandoned stealth and rushed out of the house as fast as possible. She didn't stop running until she threw herself into her car and drove off as fast as she could go.