Milk Bottle Roommate

"Do you have anything planned for today?" Karen heard her roommate ask from the doorway of her room.

The young woman turned the ergometric chair towards Jennifer's voice and came across the dark-skinned beauty leaning against the doorway, wearing her spandex shorts and sports bra. Before Karen could come up with some reason as to why she couldn't jog with her friend, Jennifer gestured in her direction, and the tall, skinny nerd felt her mouth tingling.

"Not really." Karen frowned as the lie she had prepared was replaced by the truth once it left her lips. "I was just about to turn the PC on to decide whether to play something or do something else. Why? If you're going to ask me to go for a jog, I'm not interested at all."

"I'm glad you don't have anything planned, my dear." Karen felt a new wave of magic take over her entire body but this time with a more intense tingling focused on her chest. "I would like you to accompany me, yes, but you don't need to jog with me. I know you don't like it. And since you're available…"

The redhead didn't have time to be confused by what her roommate meant because she was too busy being confused by her shifting point of view. She watched helplessly as everything around her grew, including her breasts. They did the opposite of the rest of her. As the nerd became smaller and smaller, her breasts swelled, surpassing the size of her head and then some. They were the only thing keeping her pajama shirt from falling and exposing her completely, as her pants and glasses were already resting on the floor.

"Jennifer, what are you doing?" With half her size and still losing inches, Karen stood in her chair. She shifted uncomfortably, trying to hold her massive, growing breasts and ignore the pressure building inside them as she searched for a way out of her chair.

Jennifer's blurred figure approached. Karen's roommate became clearer and clearer as she got closer. She reached out, grabbing the tiny woman, and placing her thumb under Karen's expanding boulders to not squish them. With Karen in hand, Jennifer removed her oversized shirt and lifted the redhead close to her face.

"Turn me back to normal! Now!" Karen squeaked in a higher-pitched voice.

"Why would I do that? I said I wanted your company."

Karen had stopped shrinking at barely ten inches, but the pressure in her beach ball-sized tits was more intense than ever.

"I told you I didn't want to go with you!" She scolded Jennifer as she struggled in her roommate's grip.

"You said you didn't want to jog with me, but you're more than welcome to be my milk bottle." Jennifer clamped her mouth around Karen's tits, sucking them hard. The pressure eased as Jennifer sucked in mouthful after mouthful of milk. Pleasure coursed through Karen's tiny body, and she failed to contain her moans. Hearing the whimpers of the shrunken girl, Jennifer released the redhead's tits. "You can't make this much noise out there." And with a new gesture, a tiny gag appeared in the nerd's mouth. "Ready?"

Karen responded with incomprehensible squeaky grunts.

"Perfect." Jennifer put Karen in her shoulder bottle holder, and they both left the house.

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The good thing about sharing an apartment with a witch is that magic can handle most chores, but sometimes you'll have to deal with their eccentricities.