"How long is it until the next town!?" The cup size increase status effect had already rendered her over encumbered. Reaching the next town was going to be a crawl rather than a mad dash, much to her dismay.
"Uuuggghhh... They're so leaky and heavy..." She lamented. "I had better milk them to keep my carry weight down..." Little did she know, the potency of the bovine aspect curse accelerates exponentially if the breast tissue is stimulated through lactation. If she wasn't careful, she'd be rendered immobile.
"Hhhnnnggg... W-Why does it feel sooo.... Sooo goood...." Her hands plunged greedily into her pillowy breasts, spurts of thick creamy milk shot from her engorged nipples. She watched helplessly as her bust line creeped forward, her boobs straining harder and harder against the cursed top.
"T-Too tight..." She grimaced as the cursed top dug itself into her swelling tits. "I-I can't hold back!" It was too late, her lactation had become self sustaining, the cursed top refused to yield against her ballooning breast tissue. What had moments ago been spurts of milk was now a steady stream, the milk pooling at her feet.
"Fffuuuccckkk..." She moaned. "J-Just how big am I going to get!?" Only time would tell, but one thing was for sure, her days as an adventurer were over.
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