the bathroom

Jessica watched in horror. She had been dragged to the bathroom of the greenhouse, a hand placed tightly over her mouth to prevent any sound. There it happened. Her mouth and stomach burned with breast liquid, breast fetish thoughts were taking over her mind. She was being held up to a mirror, a hand covered her mouth. She stared in the mirror at her frightened eyes looking back at her. She knew it was useless to fight. She had already been caught, now she could just watch. She saw her eyes change as the eyelashes lengthened and thickened. Looking down, her waist shrunk and her ass surged outward. The feeling was incredible, like a million hands were massaging and rubbing every square millimetre of her body.

Six red bumps began appearing on her chest and her abdomen, they began to bulge out to form new milk laden breasts. Her hair grew over her face, and she watched as her horrified face was covered by hair flowing over her eyes in the mirror. The image of her hair growing down over her face was the last image of her normal self she ever saw again.