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Once again Alice was looking at herself in the mirror. It is no wonder; most people’s days start with a mirror. It is important to present oneself properly, made more complicated by the fact that everyone has a slightly different view of what presenting oneself properly means. Not only that, but what is proper and improper can vary widely from occasion to occasion. For example, this morning Alice was headed to Cowsmade’s head offices to get a checkup and ensure that her health had not been negatively effected by the third-party retailer transformative. For such a diagnostic checkup most regular clothing is perfectly fine, whatever you might see anyone wear walking down the street.
Tonight, however, just anything wouldn’t do. Alice had really hit it off with the Cowsmade clinician who… examined her, and doctor Rachel was headed to Alice’s that night for a home visit. Strictly speaking, the reason they were meeting is that Alice wanted to consume several more dosages of Cowsmade, and Rachel was more than happy to administer that personally. But Alice wasn’t really thinking about the dosage. The delivery method would be far more interesting.
She stood infront of her bedroom window and tried to select between the limited amount of outfits which still fit her body. Most of her old clothes simply did not fit anymore — not that she had gotten too big per say, rather, where she was big and where she was small had changed drastically. Sure, the bone structure changes had made her chestbones smaller — but her new breasts more than made up for that. More dramatically her waist had slimmed up significantly, giving her a far more curvy than boxy figure, further enhanced by her big ass and cock. Thinking of it, she had been a grower before, but the transformation must have changed that.
The only pants she had that fit her were the ones form this morning, which was fine. It hugged her ass nicely, and although it was designed for people with her anatomy her pants still bulged slightly. Which, well… That was perhaps better for tonight than for this morning.
Selecting a top was the real problem. Alice had several t-shirts, hoodies and sweaters which fit fine, but… They weren’t really date material. Not that it was a date-date, of course, they were only seeing each other platonically. Mates who mate, so to speak. That didn’t mean that Alice didn’t want to look good. She wasn’t exactly drowning in sex partners at the moment, and if she looked good… Maybe Rachel would want to come over another time, too. And maybe she’d pat Alice’s head and tell her what a good girl Alice was for dressing up.
Alice shivered and blinked, refocusing on her top. It was just a soft pink spaghetti-strap shirt, of the type which more hang on the breasts than attempted to cover them. The design resembled more a curtain, draping down making her cleavage very obvious and pronounced, the loose materials gentle flow over her forms enhancing them and drawing the eye. She’d also put on a green emerald necklace — fake — which also hang between her breasts — real — making her cleavage even more pronounced. Would Rachel like that, or was it more a thing for cocked individuals?
Well, she didn’t have any other fun choices, and this way she at least looked like she’d tried.
To finish the look she topped it off with some casual makeup — the classic “totally natural” look of carefully used foundation, blush, highlighter and contour combined with some totally natural eyeliner and mascara. Just like everyone looks when they get up from bed. Oh, and don’t forget the lipstick. Just a dab.
She looked good. Better than she had this morning, and that had been enough. Still… It was nice to look even better. It made it harder to not enjoy the view in the mirror just a little bit more. After so many years trapped in a masculine body… It just made her feel happy to look like herself once. She felt cute. Pretty. She did a little spin, and looked over her shoulder, arching her back and calves to make her ass pop. She slapped it, groped it, remembering Rachel’s hands on her and bit her lip.
Okay, Alice. Calm down a bit, that can wait. She closed her eyes and exhaled slowly, turning around and continuing to doll herself up.
But although she looked forward to the delivery itself, she couldn’t help but feel a bit giddy thinking about the changes too. No harm in trying them on, anyway. It was an approved transformative, perfectly reversible and safe. Of course — if she didn’t think she’d like being even more curvy and having a couple of cute horns and ears she wouldn’t have gone for the extra doses in the first place, but it was nice to know that there were options if it didn’t work out for her.
The only thing she regretted was not getting some transformatives sooner. Not because of what other people might think. Most people had used transformatives of some description, only some religious hardliner sects and political naturalists avoided it. Of course, most people used subtle transformatives — making their natural characteristics beşiktaş escort just a bit more pronounced, getting those abs, fixing the jawline, a simpler alternative to rhinoplasty. Even then it wasn’t uncommon to see people with more prominent modifications. And no one really seemed to mind, not in real life.
She’d just been afraid to face her problems head on. It was scary to accept yourself and do something about it. But it was such a relief to finally do so.
The doorbell rang. Alice gave herself a quick last look in the mirror, and ran out to the hallway and quickly opening the door.
“Hiiii!” Rachel said, moving forward and hugging Alice tightly.
Alice hugged her back, nuzzling the side of her head against her neck. Rachel was wearing perfume, and she smelled like blackcurrants and honey. Distinct, yet subtle — not overpowering, merely flowing like a smooth river. Alice closed her eyes, smelled her in and held her hands tightly around her. She was wearing a wool sweater, smooth and comfortable against Alice’s skin, her body heat warming Alice up in contrast to the cold weather outside.
What was she supposed to be doing, again?
“Hi,” Alice said, and broke the hug. “You smell really nice.”
Rachel smiled widely, closing her eyes slightly. “Thank you!” she said, rubbing Alice’s shoulder warmly. Then, looking straight into Alice’s head and putting on a smug smile she continued: “You happy to see me?”
“Well, yeah!” Alice said, cocking her head and looking abashedly to the side, before bringing her gaze back. “Would you rather I wasn’t?”
“‘Course not.” Rachel said, and leaned in and gave Alice a quick kiss before Alice had enough time for any other reaction than kissing her back. Rachel entered the hallway and hung up her black woolen coat, and Alice finally had time to really process what she was wearing. Rachel had gone for a casual outfit, covering up her skin but not her contours. She was wearing a simple navy blue sweater which was tight enough to hug her forms well, showing of her breasts and belly. A tight pair of stretchy jeans covered her legs but enhanced their presence. They almost looked more like body paint than pants.
“You look great!” Alice said.
“Me? Well, thank you. But I really like what you are wearing,” Rachel said and closed up, putting her hand on Alice’s neck. “You’ve really dressed up for me,” she whispered, and kissed Alice’s forehead. “Good girl.”
Alice blushed wildly. “I — uhm — wanted to be pretty for you.”
“You are, sweetie.”
“Thank you…”
“You gonna show me the inside of your house, now? Or should we keep flirting in the hallway?”
“Well, I wouldn’t mind flirting in the hallway. But I suppose we might as well flirt in the other rooms,» Alice said and blinked. Obviously, Rachel wasn’t just going to stand in the hallway and praise Alice endlessly. Alice didn’t really expect that, either. But maybe Rachel would keep it up if they were sitting in a sofa.
“Here’s the living room,” Alice said, holding her hands out to point out the very obvious living room. It consisted of a L-shaped sofa facing the hallway door and a wall-mounted flat-screen television. In front of it stood a two level glass coffee table, empty except for remotes and a console controller. To the left of the sofa there was a window pointing outdoors. Further in the room there was a simple kitchen, benches and cupboards, a fridge and freezer combo, an oven and a washing machine — plus a sink and various kitchen supplies and appliances.
“Through that door -” Alice said and pointed — “Is the bathroom, and through that door is my bedroom slash office.”
Rachel nodded and smiled. “Nice. It’s very cozy.” She then headed off towards the sofa and sat down, stretching her legs in the corner of the L. She patted right next to her. “Just like the owner, I hope?”
Alice quickly sat down next to her. In response Rachel put her arm around her shoulders and pulled her in more tightly. Alice happily nuzzled up against her. She was so warm and soft. “Definitely.”
They sat like that for a little while, in silence, just enjoying each others presence. Rachel idly dragged her fingers up and down against Alice’s bicep, and Alice felt herself breath out deeply, all the tension leaving her body, making her fall even more softly against Rachel. They could feel each others breaths, pushing up against the them and then receding, and felt the faint rhythm of their heartbeats pulse against each other.
“Alice…”
“Yeah?”
“Are you about to fall asleep too?”
“Yeah…”
“Well… A little nap wouldn’t hurt.”
“Not at all,” Alice said and looked up at Rachel, and cuddled a finger along her cheekbone. “You’ve had a long day because of me.”
“Well,” Rachel said and laughed softly, “I hope you’re at least a little bit tired from earlier.”
Alice laughed. “My muscles are actually sore, it feels like I’ve had a killer workout.”
“Ha, yeah?”
“I lay down taksim escort to rest a bit earlier today, and when I got up I had to roll out of bed because my abs didn’t want to lift me all the way up.”
“Good,” Rachel said. “A little reminder of me. Besides, then I can do this -” she said and leaned her weight over Alice, causing them both to fall down to their sides. “And cuddle you real tight.”
Rachel wrapped her arms around Alice, wiggling herself behind her on the sofa, and rested her face against Alice’s neck. “We should just take a little nap, just like this…” Rachel whispered against Alice’s neck, causing her hairs to stand up and a soft shudder of electricity to shoot over her skin.
“Yeah…” Alice said, shuffling a bit to lay her back more tightly against Rachel. Alice had needed this so long, ever since she transformed she had felt a bit… cold, like she needed something she couldn’t put her finger on. Feeling Rachel warms against her now she realized what she had been missing. She needed to be held. To be cuddled.
Alice felt Rachel’s breath pulse softly and rhythmically against her neck, over, and over, and felt her eyelids glide shut, bit by bit, until she was deep asleep.
At some point Alice felt Rachel moving behind her, driving her awake. Slowly she opened her eyes, and turner her upper body against Alice.
“Hey you.” Rachel said and grinned.
“Hey -” Alice responded — “I — what time is it?”
Rachel shrugged. “Feels late.”
Alice grabbed one of her remotes, and clicked on the television. The home-screen shone brightly: “10.30 PM”.
“Damn.” Rachel said. “No wonder I’m feeling a bit groggy.”
“Yeah.” Alice said. “I guess I’m just too cozy.”
“Mhm, no way,” Rachel said and shifted her weight over Alice, pushing their bodies up against each other and holding her face over Alice’s with her elbows at it’s sides. Alice swallowed and felt herself awaken with anticipation. “You’re just right, sweetie.”
“Well I… Isn’t that technically worse than being too cozy?”
“Nah. If you were too cozy I wouldn’t be awake enough to do this.” Rachel said and kissed her deeply. Alice kissed back, craning her neck up from the sofa to meet Rachel and hold the kiss just a bit longer as she started to pull away. Noticing that Alice was shifting up towards her to extend the kiss, Rachel lent back down, gently leading Alice back down against the sofa, extending the kiss for who knows how long before breaking it.
They looked at each other and smiled. Alice felt her heart beat strongly, vibrations kicking through her like a bass drum. Rachel was just so… Great. Sweet. Nice. Perfect.
Dammit. She wasn’t supposed to catch feelings.
“Hey,” Alice said, “Should we like… Get something to eat?”
Rachel smiled and winked. “I can order some later.”
“Yeah. After you’ve eaten.”
Alice smiled coyly. “And what exactly do you want me to eat?”
“Well,” Rachel said, looking upwards and bouncing her head side to side. “Not so much eat as… Drink.”
“Oh!” Alice said, her eyes shooting open, her face breaking into a huge grin. “I’d almost forgot — babe, you must be so pent up.”
“Mhm,” Rachel said and pulled off her sweater and sports-bra in one swoop. Her breast popped out from under, looking even bigger than Alice had expected. All the fabric must have compressed them. Right now they looked perky. Full. Taunt. Like they needed milking.
“Alice…”
“Yeah?”
“Stop staring at my breasts with your mouth open.”
“Oh,” Alice said and giggled, looking up into Rachel’s eyes. “A bit rude?”
“Yeah, I mean — wouldn’t you much rather have a closer look?” Rachel said as she pulled off Alice’s top and unclasped her bra. “First though, I wanna see the rest of your skin. Mhm. I like your necklace.”
“Thank you — you know I was hoping you’d notice!”
“How could I not?” Rachel said, blatantly staring at Alice’s tits. Alice pushed out her rib cage to give her a better view. “It’d be practically impossible to ignore the big green stone hanging between your tits.”
Rachel leaned down and kissed Rachel’s chest, grabbing onto Alice’s necklace to pull Alice into her. Then Rachel moved up over her collarbone and up her neck all the way to just under her ears, shifting her weight on to her ass, pushing down against Alice’s crotch, and lifting her breasts up to Alice’s head height.
Alice took the hint and leaned in towards them. Immediately after feeling her lips around Rachel’s nipple, feeling the warmth and subtle taste of her skin she tasted something more. Warm, creamy milk flowed out of Rachel’s breast. It tasted like milk and honey, a subtle touch of sea salt — it was Cowsmade milk, alright. The rich creamy taste made it clear that it was untreated, meaning that it had transformative effects. Alice leaned in against Rachel’s taunt nipple, suckling and kissing it harder, moving her tongue up to gently toy with it. Still, it didn’t taste quite like the milk in the carton she’d etiler escort drunk some weeks ago. It tasted more like… Rachel’s perfume. Confident, alluring, subtle and shifting. Instead of cinnamon the milk had a faint taste of blackcurrant, building up and receding in waves like the taste of chewing gum. No wonder Rachel had picked that perfume.
Rachel moved her hands under Alice’s head and upper body, pulling her tight and holding her up. Alice moved her elbows under her, allowing her to hold herself somewhat comfortably up against Rachel. But hey — fuck it. Her muscles were already sore — a bit more couldn’t hurt. Besides, with Rachel any post-coital soreness was more than worth it.
Rachel moaned, grasping her fingers through Alice’s hair, grabbing on to her. “Good — uhg — girl, Alice.”
Alice moaned too, redoubling her efforts, giving Rachel’s nipple a wide sloppy kiss before moving in towards the milky center again. She was immediately awarded with a spurt of milk and the feeling of Rachel’s hand grasping her hair.
Oh, so she likes that? If she appreciates me being eager, I guess I’ll just have to lean in to that.
Alice started kissing against Rachel’s nipple as if it was a door and she’d just fallen off the titanic. Kissing against it, sloppily, some milk and spit escaping from her mouth, running down her chin, slathering Rachel’s tit and dripping down her torso. Instead of gently teasing with her tongue she started licking Rachel’s nipple hard, pushing it around and slopping it up. Instead of gently kissing Rachel’s nipples, she roughly established suction and tugged at them, pumping them empty of milk, spurt by eager spurt.
Rachel’s upper body shook as she arched her back and mooed out into the room. “Fuck yes,” she said, “keep doing that.”
Alice breathed hard out through her nose. Yes ma’am. And also, when had she got so hard? Maybe it just happened, maybe she only just noticed, but Rachel’s moo made Alice’s cock twitch hard up against her hips. Alice started gyrating her hips, Rachel immediately eagerly responded. A couple seconds later Rachel broke Alice’s contact with her nipple, standing up to quickly remove her pants, before pulling off Alice’s too, her cock bouncing free.
Rachel didn’t say anything, just breathed out hard and looked at Alice with ravenous desire. “I’m not fertile,” she added, before positioning her twat right above Alice’s cock. Alice appreciated the view, noting how Rachel didn’t seem quite as tough and dominant right now. Still, Alice needed this at least as much as Rachel did, so she quickly nodded. Rachel immediately sunk down Alice’s length, Alice feeling the warm embrace of her as her cunt folded around it, rubbing up against Alice’s protrusion, causing Alice to grunt lowly. Rachel moaned-mooed softly, milk dribbling out of her teats as she felt the pleasure of embracing Alice inside her. Rachel gently started bouncing up and down, just to establish a rhythm, and once again brought Alice up against her nipples.
Alice, of course, eagerly accepted them again, glad to feel the flow of Rachel’s milk again. She too flexed her hips up against Rachel, just as eager to pulse herself into her as Rachel was to have her inside, and they quickly established a frantic rhythm. Both breathing hard, both moaning and mooing softly — softly, as their breaths didn’t allow more, and because Alice had quite a mouthful of booby.
“It’s okay, baby,” Rachel said. “You can cum in me. Let my pussy milk you.”
Alice tensed her stomach, pushing herself up into a sitting position as she came on Rachel’s command. Hot damn — Alice didn’t know this woman could do that to her — just making her cum on command, like a totally subservient slut. And the thought of that only made her cum that much harder. They shifted around, turning out from the sofa, so that they both could sit up. Alice brought her hands up to grapple Rachel’s ass, helping her bounce up and down.
Rachel, panting, clinched her grip on Alice’s hair and brought her mouth over to her other nipple. The milk was flowing steadily now — from both of them. Alice’s cock couldn’t stop pulsing, shooting it’s payload up into Rachel, and Rachel couldn’t stop the warm feeling of an orgasm spreading out through her breasts and up through her spine all over her brain and body as the milk ran out of her. It was a positive feedback loop — Alice couldn’t help but cum, pulse and suck hard against Rachel’s nipple as she felt Rachel’s pussy clench against her, bounce, hips gyrate and the steady flow of milk coupled with the firm grasp of her hair. And Rachel couldn’t help do any of that, feeling Alice cum inside her again and again, filling her to the point of cum running out of her, down Alice’s cock and balls, lubricating them — the feeling of Alice pushing up against her, wanting to enter her, bouncing her up and down with her arms, kissing her cumming breasts… They couldn’t help but orgasm continuously in each other’s embrace knowing how much they wanted each other, feeling how clearly each others bodies expressed exactly that.
They came like that until they both were all out. Rachel moved her hands from Alice’s hair, instead grabbing tightly around her back, hugging her, weighing her body on Alice’s and resting like that. Catching her breath. Feeling Alice go soft inside her.
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