Katie panicked as the doorbell continued to
ring. Acting on instinct, she ran to the only safety she knew, her room.
She struggled as she ran, finding that all the new weight on her torso
was offset by her tail. "At least there is something good out of this,"
she thought as she jumped on her bed. Downstairs, the doorbell continued
to ring.
"How am I going to get out of this?" Katie
managed between sobs, "I'm a monster!"
As her mind began to take in all her surroundings,
she noticed the odd sensation of her six breasts suspending her torso above
the bed. Her breasts had become so sensitive that just lying here was pleasurable.
Her nipples grew erect from the feelings in her breasts, and just made
her more aroused. Her luxuriant, waist length hair added a warmth to her
naked body. She crashed back to reality, when she heard her front door
swing open.
Someone had walked into the living room. Whoever
it was paused and then started toward the stairs. Katie was hyperventilating
from the combined anxiety of her new body and her growing fear. She
could hear the sound of someone walking up the stairs. A door
clicked shut upstairs, and the intruder proceeded toward her.
Still in a panic, Katie tried to hide in her
closet. But her closet was the standard sliding door closet, and she couldn't
hope to close the door past her breasts. She desperately looked for another
hiding spot, and then the door swung open. Fearing the worse she jumped
to the feet of the Old Man.
"Katie, I seem to remember putting a sign
on this statue for a reason."
"You! Oh please! You've got to help me!" Katie
pleaded, realizing the burglar was the Old Man.
The Old Man sat down on the corner of her
bed, Tyvria's statue in his hand, while Katie pulled herself up to the
sitting position on the floor. "Katie, my dear, you seem to have found
one of my old trinkets. But, I like the new look."
"Shut up! How do I reverse this!"
The Old Man's laugh sent a chill through Katie,
"My dear, you're a Handmaiden now.
You should be happy, after all Tyvria normally
just kills those that annoy her."
"Wh..who are you?" Katie couldn't mask the
fear in her voice.
"Me? I'm just a little, old man who wants
his statue back. But you've always been nice, so I'll tell you this. You
can hide your new endowments, at least part of the time. It'll take practice
and concentration, so I'll let you get to it."
"But..." was all Katie could manage before
The Old Man vanished in a puff of smoke, and Katie was alone once more.
Katie dragged herself into bed, and gave in to her fatigue.
****
Katie woke up still tired. The sun was just
coming up, and the world was silent. Her body ached, and a quick check
showed that she still possessed her new body. She sighed as she pulled
herself out from under her warm covers. Greeting her was the six breasted,
red headed stranger that kept staring at her through the mirror.
"Well, it wasn't a dream. God, what a mess."
Katie yelped in pain as something sharp bit
into her tail. Turning around, she saw Tiger, her cat, had found a new
plaything. He looked up at her with his same loving eyes, and rolled onto
his back. Katie pulled him over onto her lap and started petting him.
"So Tiger, like the new me? Huh, well, I don't.
Hey! Stop that!" Tiger had started licking her lower nipple, and Katie
was lost in the wonderful feelings coursing through her body. The pleasure
kept building, but then she realized that Tiger was changing. Katie quickly
threw him off her lap.
Tiger, her little black tabby, was now larger
than he had been. As she watched, Tiger fell to the ground, convulsing
in pain. He grew and grew, until he was almost three times his original
size. A second tail sprouted next to his original tail, and two new legs
emerged just behind the front pair, and quickly grew to full size. After
a few minutes, the new Tiger stood up, stretched,
meowed, then rubbed Katie's leg.
Katie picked up her Tiger, looking over his
new changes. "All this from a few laps of my milk? My...my milk?" Katie
put the content cat down and examined her breasts. Squeezing gently, white
beads of milk formed around her nipple. Soon, a stream of milk was trickling
down her breasts.
"This is too much, not only am I a freak,
I'm lactating some sort of magic milk. Wonderful, now the guys in
the lab coats will not just cut me open, they'll milk me too..." Katie
stood up and headed to the shower. There, under the sway of the warm water,
she tried to remember how just 18 hours ago, she'd been a normal girl at
the Old Man's garage sale.
"The Old Man!" Katie suddenly remembered what
the Old Man had told her last night.
Concentrating, she visualized her body returning
to normal. She stood there, warm water cascading around her, and slowly
she felt changes occurring. Her body ached and her head was wracked by
pain, but she continued because she felt changes occurring. Finally she
felt the changes stop and opened her eyes.
Looking down, she still had two vast globes
blocking her view. Her tail was still twitching behind her, and her heart
sank. Then her hands revealed something. Her new breasts had shrunk, the
middle pair were now protruding only an inch from her chest. The lowest
pair had been reduced to just a pair of nipples sitting above her navel.
"Well, it's a start. Now I can go down to
that crazy Old Man's and get him to undo this."
Katie finished her shower went to put on some
clothes. The largest sweatshirt her dad had more than capable of hiding
her new breasts. Her high riding, soccer ball sized original breasts were
another matter. As for her tail, she wrapped it around her waist like a
belt. Tiger was busy sleeping on her bed, and didn't even acknowledge her
as she threw on some clothes. She stole a pair of her fathers jeans, as
she was too tall for her clothes now. A few minutes later she was knocking
on the Old Man's door.
"Hi Katie." The Old Man was standing behind
her again. "I see you've got strong will to hide yourself as well as you've
managed to."
Katie turned to face him, "No thanks to you,
now undo this."
"Katie, I'm sorry this happened, but I won't
undo this. For one thing, Tyvria doesn't create handmaidens very often.
So, if I were you, I'd practice hiding chest and tail. Aren't your parents
coming back this week?"
"No, next week. So if you won't change me
back, will you at least explain what happened to Tiger?"
"Tiger, your cat?" The Old Man looked puzzled,
"Oh, he must have drank your milk. Well, the effects of your milk
should only be temporary, unless you drink too much at one time."
"So why did he grow new legs, and another
tail? Can't you tell me what's going on?" Katie burst into tears.
"Katie, don't cry. Your milk changes people,
and apparently animals, in unique ways. Come with me." The Old Man headed
into his garage and Katie followed.
"Okay Katie, you're a Handmaiden of Tyvria
now. Tyvria is the goddess of pleasure and healing from a long time ago.
I'm one of the few who remembers. Anyway, your milk confirms that Tyvria
turned you into a True Handmaiden, a god-like being Tyvria uses to help
mortals. It's only the second time she's done that, and that's something
to be proud of. She must really like you. Unfortunately, it's
an appointment for life." The Old man chuckled with that sentence.
Katie was still sobbing, "So I'm like this
forever? A freak? A monster who can't go out in public without covering
my body? I was ashamed of being me before this. And now, I hate even looking
at me!"
"Hmm...Well, as I said, I won't change you
back. But I feel guilty since I should have stopped you from taking that
statue." He starts rummaging through a bag Katie hadn't noticed and throws
something at her, "Here."
Katie reacted with reflexes she didn't know
she had, and she caught the object without half an effort. In her hand
was a golden ring encrusted with sapphires and rubies. Katie could feel
the ring radiating power. She looked up at the Old Man who was smiling
broadly.
"Keep it Katie. It's another trinket. While
you're wearing it, everyone except me will see you in your original form.
Clothed and everything if you choose not to wear clothes. I'm immune to
it, of course, and the ring can't be worn 24 hours straight. It needs about
4 hours of rest a day. Go over this, and it's prone to shut down
at the worst possible time."
Katie's spirits lifted for the first time
in a long time. She jumped over and gave the Old Man a huge hug. She started
crying again, but then an odd sensation over took her. She felt her breasts
surging forward. In moments her new breasts return to their former size.
Her ridiculously oversized sweatshirt now straining as her huge breasts
filled every bit of space.
"Well Katie, not bad for your first time at
controlling them. Keep practicing, and you'll be able to hide them without
the ring."
Katie just managed a smile. She put the ring
on, but her body looked the same. Panicked, she looked over at him. The
Old Man smiled, and then he held up a mirror. Staring back at Katie was
her old self, frizzled hair and all. Overjoyed, Katie ran back home.
****
When Katie got home, she found Tiger sitting
on the front porch. He'd returned to normal, and was sunning himself. Katie
reached down to pet him. She went inside and stood in front of the full
length mirror. Her former 5'2" self was staring back at her. Wearing different
clothes than she actually was. She took off the sweatshirt, revealing all
six of her breasts. However, her mirror image took off her sweatshirt
to reveal a white T-shirt.
Katie went into the kitchen to get her first
food since this all began. Fixing her sandwich, she was hit by an
idea. Now that she can hide her form, why not see what her own milk will
do to her? She thought about it as she ate her turkey. Somewhere
into her carrots, she decided it wouldn't hurt to try. She finished her
lunch, and went back into the living room. Katie closed the
blinds and removed her clothes. Her new ring was carefully place on
top of the television. Her new self greeted her in the mirror.
With some effort, Katie managed her left nipple
into her mouth and began to suck. Her milk was wonderfully sweet and refreshing.
It was almost addictive as it trickled down her throat. She suckled
for two minutes, then let her breast fall back into place. A powerful fire
shot through her as the milk went to work. Katie continued to suckle
as the fire built in her gullet. Her breathing grew more rapid and
her vision became blurred. She swooned and collapsed onto the floor.
****
"You should have stopped her from taking the
statue Old Man." chastised a voice coming from the statue.
"I'm not the one who imbued a sixteen year
old girl with huge amounts of magical power." replied the Old Man
in between sips of hot tea.
"It doesn't matter, I need her to serve me
at this pivotal time. She'll have to do."
"Tyvria, you haven't actually met her.
You chose a willful and strong girl. After she adjusts, she'll do
far more than even I can imagine."
"If she doesn't Old Man, then even you're
in trouble."