Karyn's tits felt just wonderful as she was making her way back home. It wasn't natural, Karyn thought: when your huge, heavy boobs were bouncing everywhere, unsupported on a run except for their own supple ligaments, they were supposed to feel sore and gripe for better bra support, and your back would eventually have to agree with them, but Karyn felt nothing like that. Her own boobs outright appreciated the constant jiggly show she was making of them, rewarding her not with soreness, but pleasant tingly feelings and hormones that joined the encouraging chorus with the endorphins from the run. As long, of course, as they were exposed for the ogling; Karyn had experimentally tried to put her sweater back on, and of course the uncomfortable heat they caused returned shortly.
"You HAVE to show us off!" They might as well have outright told her as she sighed and took the sweater back off.
It wasn't lost on her that Karyn would thus have to be giving her older brother quite the display once she finally went inside, and the anxiety of as much was stopping her on her doorstep. Karyn really looked up to Sean; he was her supportive big brother and she was his adoring little sister, and while they would definitely bicker and tease and fight as siblings did, she had no doubt that he loved her, and she loved him just as much. They'd play together as kids, and her competitive side always dared her to keep up with her bigger, older, smarter brother, even as he made it all seem effortless, and told her almost dismissively that she'd get it eventually. Dad was always in her corner, feeding her encouragement and advice and pushing her to the point of just barely being properly competitive with Sean in whatever contest, just as Mom was always in his corner, whispering in his ear to be nice and go easy on her, as much as Karyn hated it. When Sean left for College 2 years ago, Karyn was actually distraught, and for months afterward the house seemed almost an eerie and desolate place; and since then she'd look forward to Spring Break weekend in the mountains or wherever it was, because then they were all together again, if only for a little while.
What if he thinks I'm some kind of Barbie Bitch like Sarah now? She worried, irrationally. What if he sees I wished for these ridiculous things and thinks I'm some vain slut that can't hang with him anymore? It didn't fully click until just then that he wouldn't notice any change and think she'd always had breasts like this after the appropriate age, but that wasn't making her any less nervous. Would Dad think less of her, too? What about Mom? Maybe she should just march over to Jon's house and demand he fix things before she had to meet her family again, but honestly she was starting to wonder what her magic Attention Magnets would do to him too, and anyway thought I'm being ridiculous. This is my house, for crying out loud! So she took a breath, pushed the door open, and called out "I'm home!"
"THERE YOU ARE!" Mom hollered from somewhere across the house, a position she didn't occupy about the blink of an eye later. "Are you trying to give your poor old mother a heart attack!?" she berated, hands on her hips and looming terribly over her daughter. "What were you thinking, going out alone on your first day back!?"
Karyn shriveled. "It was only a jog..." She hadn't expected this; usually her mom was chill with her going out and enjoying the sun on days like this, she even encouraged it. "I thought, y'know, the weather is beautiful today, and we don't really have plans tonight, so..."
"Karyn, honey, we've been over this. You're a growing girl, and someone as..." her own mother's eyes flit down to her chest, and then struggled to come back up to her eyes, "...developed as you're turning out to be needs to be with someone they trust when they're going out! There's so many weirdos out there; please tell me you at least had that Jon boy with you on the run?"
...This is definitely a consequence of the wish, Karyn realized, once again deeply aware how enticing her extraordinary breasts made her look. "Yeah. He wanted to stay and talk about Spring Break after class, tell me what he was up to and all. I indulged him. Sorry it made me later than usual."
Thankfully, that seemed to make her mom relax a little. "Alright. As long as you stay safe. And please check your phone more often; you missed all my messages back!" Then she sniffed. "Also, honey? You really need to shower before dinner."
"Wait, I did?" Karyn was sure she hadn't heard her phone's ringer or anything since leaving school that day, so she pulled it out of her pocket to check. Sure enough, there were several missed messages from her Mom, and sure enough, she actually hadn't heard her phone's ringer, because it turned out her phone was on silent in this new reality. It actually wasn't hard to see why: in addition to her Mom's message, she also had a surprisingly large number of unread messages on her wish-altered phone, ranging from unsolicited dick pics from unknown numbers to thirsty messages from boys at school to admiring messages from girls at school to plainly jealous messages from girls at school and only a single message about her car's extended warranty (she neither owned nor drove any car).
That wish is definitely getting me more attention, Karyn thought as she put her phone away. I'll deal with that later.
"Yeah, how dare you enjoy the beautiful weather outside on this fine day?" Sean teased her, grinning as he meandered into the living room. "Next she'll even be wanting a social life or something!"
"Sean!" And then Karyn made a mistake. She tried to hug him, like she always did when he was home for the holidays in the old reality. New to this reality was the electrifying pleasure of her sensitive, needy titties being squashed up against Sean's toned muscle, and the semi-erotic sigh she couldn't help but let loose as the sensation coursed through her. She ended up squeezing her legs together almost as hard as she squeezed him, and her boobs were making her squeeze him harder. Immediately part of her mind flared up in anxiety, suddenly worried that what she was doing was inappropriate and wrong now that she actually had a chest, but thankfully Sean didn't seem to mind. He held her as tightly as she held him for the moment it lasted.
"Hey, Kare," he said warmly as he let her go. Then he sniffed. "Man, mom was right: you really do stink today."
"Oh, shut up!" Karyn playfully shoved him away. She was blushing hard; with everything that happened today she had to smell like sex as much as sweat. "It's Global Warming's fault! April days were supposed to be colder before!"
"April is solidly mid spring, little lady. March Madness is behind us! It was never that cold at this time of year, just ask the old hag, she'll tell it to you right!"
"I see no old hags in this household." Mom rolled her eyes. "And if you ask me, I think the weather doesn't have as much to do with it as your sister's interesting decision-making today. You almost got home later than your father today!"
Karyn frowned. "I did beat him home, you might notice," she griped. "And besides, here's some perspective: Graduation is less than two months away! Y'all are gonna have to trust me out in the world when I'm at College if not sooner, right Sean?"
"Nah, Mom's got a point," he teased. "It's a big tough world out there, and I'm not quite sure you've got what it takes to hack it yet, little lady."
"What!?" Karyn exclaimed. Sean seemed to be joking, and though she tried to mirror his playfulness she actually was taken aback on some level. No way I'm just some delicate little princess now just because my boobs got bigger? "I'll have YOU know I'm MORE than enough of a woman to take the world by the horns come next summer, thank you very much! School's been a breeze so far, and you know plenty well I can handle myself when the going gets tough! I'm hurt; how could you think so little of me?" She whined.
Sean rolled his eyes. His grin reached his ears, and he said "It's all fun and games until some douchebag looks at your body and goes mmmmooooooooooooooo~," with an odd sort of intonation on the last word: it wasn't properly deep like a cow's, though it was rumbly, and frankly sounded more like cooing than mooing.
Karyn had no idea what the hell he was doing, but her breasts certainly did, and before she could spit some comeback she was gasping, because they were almost violently tingly now, like he'd somehow hit her boobs' funny bone. Karyn was panting and squirming and trying not to moan as the pleasure reached it's climax and her absurdly erotic nipples felt like they sneezed. Later, Karyn would wonder how she didn't orgasm right there. Her panties were certainly soaking just then, but in the moment she was more acutely aware of how her shirt of all things was getting soaking wet around and below her nipples. Karyn suddenly realized she was lactating profusely, her boobs literally, uncontrollably spraying milk, her BREAST MILK, into her poor shirt. And her letdown reflex was orgasmic!
Mom scowled. "Sean, you know better than to abuse your sister's condition like that!" she scolded.
Sean, for his part, was just enjoying the show, eyes locked on Karyn's bouncing milk hydrants and snickering impishly at her writhing. "She has to take a shower, anyway, Mom, and it looks like she just found some motivation beyond just being stinky."
Karyn needed no further invitation to run away and lock herself in the bathroom. She was, to understate things, freaking the fuck out, and realizing in sudden terror that she had no idea how to STOP her mommy milkers' constant ejaculation. She tore off her ruined shirt and looked at her naked udders in the mirror to try and somehow figure out what to do, but that just reminded her that they were HOT and she was VERY horny, so her hands just ended up playing with them again even while milk leaked all over her fingers. The closest thing to a breakthrough she had was the realization that she could bring her nipples up to her mouth and suck on them for all they worth, drinking her own intoxicatingly delicious mother's milk like a crying baby, and with a nipple securely in her mouth her hand was free to dive under her waistband and rub her drooling pussy raw. Somewhere in the back of her mind she thanked her lucky stars Amber hadn't mooed at her before.
