The Misadventures of Phoebe and Summer - My Little Milk Mares
The Misadventures of Phoebe and Summer - My Little Milk Mares
"No, Phoebe, absolutely not." Plainly stated Summer, her arms crossed under her sizable bosom as she and her dragoness friend stood outside of the Fuzzy Pawz day care center. She had been coaxed this far out of her own awareness of their financial troubles and by the persuasive power of Phoebe, but she was resolute in her decision.
"Come on Summy," said Phoebe, "We neeeeeed this job, the bill collectors at Doc Johnson are going to KILL us if we don't start making payments. It's a day care center, how much easier of a job can you think of?"
Summer frowned,
"Phoebe. I HATE kids, I hate them. They stink, they're loud, they're obnoxious, and they're messy."
"If you think kids are obnoxious, Summy honey, just wait until we get home if you don't come in here with me."
Summer sighed, lowering her head and weighing the options. On one hand, she truely did have a unique dislike of children; on the other hand, Phoebe did have a knack for getting under her skin and staying there when she was so inclined. Without a word yay, nay, or otherwise, Summer simply walked into the front door of the daycare center ahead of the dragoness.
The day being Saturday, the two weren't surprised at all to see the interior completely deserted. The only source of light was coming through the window panel of a small office tucked away in the back corner of the facility. The two friends walked cautiously through the dimness, and had made it about halfway through what appeared to be the main play area when they heard a sharp voice.
"That's quite far enough, thank you. You two stay right where you are."
Both girls instinctually tried to protest, to say that they were simply here for the job opening listed in the paper, but both found themselves not only able to move a muscle, but unable to speak as well. The voice seemed to sense and take pleasure in the commingled fear and confusion of the skunkette and the dragoness, and continued,
"The two of you are here for the job I listed in the paper, this much I know from listening to your conversation out loud. Well my dears, I'm happy to inform you that you are both hired, and will begin your services immediately. As your new boss, I require that you two disrobe. Immediately."
Summer cursed the unseen owner of the voice in her head, thinking that she would remain defiant, while Phoebe thought the opposite. Neither opinion mattered as whatever conjuring had them locked in mid-step did not relax, keeping them held fast in place. With the girls standing still as rocks, their clothing aged around them, first getting dull, then haggard, then dissolving completely to dust around them.
Breaking the stillness of the vast, empty room was the clicking of heels as a slim figure stepped out of the shadows. Before Phoebe and Summer stood their new boss, a rail-thin catgirl with shining amber eyes. She stood completely nude as well, her trim body could have easily been mistaken for a slight boy's if not for her neat little fold between her legs. She smirked as she walked right up to the frozen pair, casually running a paw through Phoebe's hair, then turning to heft Summer's breasts appreciatively.
"You see my little lovelies, I'm what one could call a milk coinsure. You may or may not be able to imagine my excitement when my advertisement was answered by not only a dragoness, but by a skunkette,"
The cat turned to smile inches away from Summer's muzzle,
"I can assure you that even had you two not come in, we would have found ourselves in the same arrangement. Your dragon friend just made things much quicker for all of us. Now then, now that I've already slipped and let you know what you'll be providing me, I'll skip the suspense and take care of that little part of your orientation."
Summer felt nothing in her breasts but a dull tingling, then a heaviness twice as prevalent as her breasts normally presented her. Her nipples seemed to ache a little, but what her attention was mostly focused on was the churning deep in her tummy. She felt as though she could literally feel organs and innards moving around within her, and she would have been exactly right. Phoebe, on the other hand, had an extra distraction to take her mind away from her feelings, which for the most part were exactly the same as Summers. Phoebe, as the smaller of the two girls at a modest c cup to Summers double-e, experienced the sharp pain of her skin and scales being stretched to the limit as she underwent massive breast growth in an incredibly short period of time.
After an agonizing five minutes, Phoebe and Summer stood side by side, both sporting identical double-e sized breasts with milk barely peeking out of each nipple. Hanging from the lower abdomen of each of the girls was a middling sized udder, hanging heavily with milk but not swelling to a bursting point.
The cat clapped her paws and bounded up to Phoebe excitedly.
"Oh my I can never hide my excitement when it's time for the first taste,"
She wrapped her lips around Phoebe's newly swollen nipple and with a soft tipping tug, drew the first jet of milk out of the dragoness. The brief feeling of pleasure and release was too brief to Phoebe, despite the circumstances under which it was taken. The cat had stood back up, giggling softly to herself and holding her front tooth;
"Heehee, I KNEW you were and ice dragoness, and yet I was still surprised to get cold milk. How could I be so silly?"
Chuckling to herself, she then leaned over to drink from the skunkette. Summer, like Phoebe, was not expecting the experience to be so pleasurable. She too felt that it was all too soon when the cat pulled her muzzle back and wiped it with the back of her paw.
"VERY sweet, little skunkie, maybe the most sugary I've ever tasted. The kids will love your milk in the morning, and my little dragoness? Your cold milk is perfect for lunchtime. I do believe I've struck the jackpot this fine afternoon! Now then, to finalize your positions here in my daycare center by making you a little more adapted to such surroundings...
The girls remained locked into their mid-stride positions as the sensation of change descended upon them once again. For Phoebe, it was similar to the feeling of her breast growth while for Summer, it was an entirely new feeling. The fingers of both girls splayed out as wide as they would go, the gaps between the fingers filling in with soft, padded flesh starting at the bottom of the V in each gap and spreading out towards the top. At the same time, the forearms of both girls swelled grotesquely all the way to the wrists, until their comically thick forearms merged seamlessly with what remained of their hands. Only the white pattern meeting the black fur of her arms on Summer was there any sign of where any distinction between hand and arm once was. The stumpy forearms tapered all the way to the elbow, while the upper arms remained relatively thin. Below the knee, the exact same procedure took place, leaving both the skunkette and dragoness tottering on the deformed remnants of their feet, which now more closely resembled hooves. The cat tutted softly,
I'm sorry for the unpleasantry, girls. Allow me to make those new legs and legs of yours more practical. This may be a little uncomfortable, but only for a moment.
Uncomfortable was of course an understatement as both girls felt and heard a series of pops and cracks as their skeletal structures were rearranged. With each sharp, painful sound, the girls forearms came closer and closer to the floor. After what seemed too long, both girls stood panting on four legs. Each of their rumps rounded to better fit their quadrupedal stance, but even in their altered forms, it was clear that Phoebe had the tighter, more muscular tush, while Summer's was still clearly the curviest and slightly more pleasing to the eye.
It was Summer who first noticed that she could actually hear the pants she was emitting, and realized she was no longer mute.
"You BITCH!" She spat, "Fix this right this second!"
The cat simply smiled,
"Oh I intend to, little one."
Summer's resolve faltered as the cat simply placed her paw on her and Phoebe's forehead. Both girls were immediately filled with a rush and swirl of good feelings and new memories. Their pasts forgotten in seconds, both the skunkmare and the dragonmare happily nuzzled at their owner's paws. They both smiled brightly and trotted after her as she went to retrieve something from her desk, and both proudly displayed the collars that were then affixed to her. The skunkmare's reading "Sugar" and the dragonmare's "Shiver."
Phoebe and Summer can both be found on (mIRC) furnet, or Summer can be emailed at summerskunk(at)yahoo(dot)com
ideas wanted!