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This is a transformation fetish story for a niche audience that contains the following: TSF (Male to Anime-style Puppy Girl) Breast Expansion Huge Breasts Lactation If you happen to know any authors that write similar content that includes the above, please leave a review. One of my favourite erotic writers on this site is Ed Miller, but he has retired and I haven't had any luck finding anyone that writes similar content. This story is an attempt to share what I enjoy most in the hopes of meeting like-minded individuals. --------- Chapter One: The Busty Loli of my Desires...? Within one of many rooms in town, I was looking down at my watch. The time is 12 o'clock on the dot. My stomach grumbles, but I pay it no mind. What I want to fill now isn't my appetite. I was waiting eagerly for something else. That thing is... *Ding-dong* "It's here!" The same moment the interphone rang, I dashed to my front door and opened it in the span of zero point one seconds. "Hiii!? Ahh, you live here? I came with a package for you, p-please sign here..." Crap, looks like I popped out so fast, I startled the delivery girl. But surely it's better than forcing her to wait out in this scorching weather, right? Forgive me. As I apologised in my mind, I receive a small box from the delivery girl. I return to my room and open it, taking out a small bottle filled with tablets. "This is the 'Transformation Drug', eh? It has quite a striking colour about it." The 'Transformation Drug'. This is what I've been eagerly waiting for. Its official name is something like 'Become Your Ideal Self! Miracle Drug V3', but that doesn't matter. The effects of this drug are plain and simple. It'll change your body, that's it. From the product description online, it makes a big deal about it causing weight gain and loss, but it sounds like it's also able to change one's sex. Though I don't know how far it can go. I searched everywhere on the internet, and I couldn't find a single review for this drug. Doesn't that make it suspicious? Of course, I'm aware of that. However, I have a reason why I need this drug. That's right! "For the sake of my ideal fantasy! Becoming a busty loli puppygirl!" ... My voice echoes throughout the cramp room. Fortunately, the neighbouring rooms are unoccupied. "Well, whatever. Let's quickly give it a try." I open the bottle's cap and pour out many capsule-like pills.... Ack, all of them spilled out. Am I supposed to swallow them all? There aren't any instructions written anywhere. I pop a bunch in my mouth and swallow them down with plenty of water. I feel like I might've chewed several of them, but I pay it no mind. And so I wait for some form of change to happen. 10 minutes. 20 minutes. 1 hour. "Nothing's happening..." I wait and wait, and there doesn't appear to be any changes in my body. Same male body as always. My son's still alive and healthy even after I went to the toilet. "Damnit, so it was a scam product? Quite an expensive one at that!" I forced myself to eat one meal per day to save up for this drug, so I feel disappointed. Someone praise me for wasting a month's worth of curry! ...... *Guu--*. Instead of words of praise, the sounds of my stomach reverberate across the room. That reminds me, I still haven't eaten lunch. "Guess I'll go buy lunch..." I toss away the bottle of drugs and step out into the scorching outdoors. On my way home from the convenience store. I walk along the road holding the Onigiri I picked out. I walk at a snail's pace due to the triple threat of heat, lack of exercise, and sadness at being deceived. If a tortoise were here, I would be having a heated race with it. Nevertheless, once I return home, I'll be in air conditioner heaven. I steeled my resolve and focused on walking, and... Suddenly, I was hit with a powerful feeling of nausea. "Ugh, guu!? What's this?" The same moment, my head's struck with a bout of intense dizziness as well. I struggle desperately to catch hold of anything to keep from falling. (Shit, is this because of that scam product? Anyways, home's... No, it's no use! I'll let it all out onto the open road before I make it home. In that case, would it be better for me to hurl into the waterway? Is there anywhere else I can go... Hm?) I quickly scan the area and my eyes caught a small building. On the building that stood on some weedy, vacant lot were a familiar male and female mark. (A public toilet!? I'm saved!) I doubt whether it could be used with how battered and run down it looked, but I didn't have time to second-guess myself. I ran into the men's toilet and holed myself in a private stall. (Made it in the nick of time!) As soon as I thought that, my vision is dyed white. Then white to black. Then black to white. I lose my balance and crouch onto the floor before I lose consciousness. "Achoo!" I can't tell how much time has passed. I open my eyes to the sound of sneezing. I look around the area while my mind was muddy, but it was so dark, I couldn't really tell. "Oi, oi, is it night alrea...?" My monologue is interrupted due to an overwhelming feeling that something's not right. What I heard coming from my mouth wasn't the voice of a man, but a feminine one. Rather the voice of an early elementary schooler. Or more precisely, a loli voice. "Wh, wha...!? My voice changed!? Could it be!?" Realising that there's something off about me, I try to stand up. However, as soon as I lifted myself, my upper body lurches forward. "... I knew it!" Reflected in my vision as I looked downward is a large mass of flesh hanging from my chest. I had boobs so big, it was no exaggeration to call them massive tits. "Seriously? So that drug was real!" I wanted to send a complaint about it taking so long to take effect, but I'll make allowances for the simple fact I'm now a busty loli... puppy... girl...? As I brush my hand through my hair, I notice my human ears were missing. Instead, I feel fluffy, ear-like protrusions from atop my head like those of a dog. In any case, I have to check my body at once! I try to stand up while cradling my large boobs. They're bigger than I imagined. And far heavier than I expected. While I teeter back and forth like a newborn fawn due to the weight of my boobs, I somehow manage to stand up. I must've took off my clothes at some point cause I find myself standing in my birthday suit. I release my hands from my boobs to free them up. My massive tits maintain a beautiful shape where they're only drooping slightly while staying perky and buoyant even after letting go of them. As I stare in wonder at my own boobs, I check out the rest of my body. The first thing I notice about my body after standing up is that I shrunk a great deal. My height that used to be around 185cm tall is now somewhere in the ballpark between 120~130cm. My hands have also become soft and dainty. My boobs were so big they looked completely out of proportion with the rest of my body, and may be bigger than the largest watermelons sold at the market. They were so soft they could be mistaken for cotton candy. I look further down, and my hips flared out far wider than my shoulder's width, making my butt large and out of place on what would otherwise be a loli body. My arms brush against my long, fluffy tail as I reach down to squeeze my plump cheeks, my fingers sink deeply as fat forcibly pushes back against them. Examining my new tail, I notice it and the hair on my head are coloured pink. Well, it's dark and hard to see, but it looks like they're pink to me. The hair on my head is long and cascades all the way down to my thunderously thick thighs. Not only is it a perfect strike as far as my own fetishes are concerned, this body is so perfect and voluptuous that I doubt there's anything else remotely like it in this world. Now, the only remaining place for me to check is down there. Since I cannot easily see past my breasts, I slide my hands down to check. My pubic region is smooth and hairless as I trailed down towards my enchanting honey well. "Mm? What's this?" My fingers softly trace along a small slit as I shake my head in disbelief at the unbelievable situation. I've really become a loli. There's nothing male about me as I carefully spread open my womanhood. "Ehh? ... Ehhhhhh!?!?!?!?" At first I did not comprehend what happened when the stimulation was transmitted to my brain. Understanding that it was pleasure a few seconds later, something leaks out the same moment sparks cross my vision. Pleasure to the point of being fearsome assaults me, and unable to stand up, I fall back onto my buttocks. Even then, I couldn't stop myself. "This's love juice...!?" With a steady trickle, I feel a puddle forming between my thighs. About a minute passes before the pleasure releases me from its grip. I quiver in the afterglow and look down at my crotch through the gap between my boobs. "I'm a full-fledged animal-eared loli with boobs bigger than my head. Thank goodness, my dream came true!" I pull out my fingers and hold them before my face. Love juice clings to my index and middle finger like a thick malt syrup. I suck on those fingers and a sweetness spreads through my mouth. I thought love juice being sweet was just erotic novel hyperbole, but it's true, at least for me. I pull my index and middle finger from my mouth. The love juice coating changed into one of saliva. This body's amazing, not only is my flesh erotic, but my liquids as well. My saliva, my love juice... With a moan, my gaze drifts to my boobs. Well, my boobs had been always in view since earlier, but now I'm focusing on their summits, my nipples. As I would expect from such massive tits, my nipples are also huge, about as large as thimbles. I'm not wearing a bra, so it soon becomes apparent my nipples are standing erect and pointing towards the heavens. I thought about it when I fingered my pussy, but fluids flow readily from this loli body. My love juice covers the floor, and just a slight tease was enough to send love juice flowing from my pussy like a waterfall. However, what I want to investigate now are the big boobs attached to my small loli body. My cow-like boobs have been feeling strangely swollen since a moment ago. As if something wants to come out of them. (Could it be, I'm lactating?) I touch my nipples with feelings of doubt and hope. A similarly pleasant sensation like when I touched my pussy begins to assault me. "Ahhhhhhh~????" My brain turns white once again, but this time I lean back against the wall to steady myself. I grope my gigantic boobs like I'm trying to milk them as I ride the waves of pleasure. Soon, a sensation of something flowing from deep within my breasts begins to stir. A sensation like I'm about to ejaculate assaults me simultaneously from both boobs. The sensation begins to push upwards like a geyser towards my mammary summits. And then... *Busshaaaaaa!!!* "Aaaaaah~?????? I'm lactaaating~??????" Milk spewed out. My entire body trembles as it climaxes alongside my erupting milk. My boobs jiggle and sway as milk splashes all over the place. My milk that was shooting out like a pressure hose begins to gradually relax into a steady stream. I keep trying to coax more milk out as I lean forward and try to push a nipple into my eager lips. I'm breastfeeding myself by making use of my massive tits. "Mmm... Nguh... *Gulp*..." My milk was unusually sweet. If the love juice I licked earlier was like fruit, then this is as sweet as sugar. If I had this kind of milk with my school lunches, I would've drunk it at every opportunity. I kept drinking my fresh, homemade milk beverage till my stomach was completely full. Even after I finished nursing, my milk doesn't stop completely and continues to dribble from my nipples. "Wow... How long is this going to keep up?" I stare in amazement at my own boobs that won't stop lactating litres of milk to the left and right. I would've thought my breasts would shrink a little after lactating so much, but they remain the same size. Normally, this would be unbelievable. But it must be due to that drug. Did the reconstruction of my body affect my mammary glands and other parts as well? Right when I finally had a chance to calm down and ponder my situation, a question arose in my mind. "How do I change my body back to normal?" Sure, I swallowed the 'Transformation Drug' in the hopes of becoming a busty loli puppygirl. While there were some pleasingly unexpected changes, my wish was granted. However, I don't think I want to stay like this forever. With this body, going out in public would be the same as a public execution, and going to school or my part-time job would be totally out of the question. While I want to enjoy myself like this as much as I can when I'm alone, I don't want to be a loli for the rest of my life. "If I take the drug one more time, will I... change back?" There's no particular reason why the drug would be limited to a single use. Since there were multiple tablets, it's reasonable to assume it's meant to be used repeatedly. Well, there would be a way to change back so long as I don't swallow all the tablets in a single sitting. ...... ............ ........................ "What should I do...?" I think back to my actions from a while back. Some idiot, drunk on his desires, swallowed all of the tablets. There's no more of the drug. I cannot change back. "Crap...! The way things are, I'm going to be stuck as a lewd loli with massive tits for the rest of my life!" It's too late to be regretting the past. The only thing I should do now is find a way to somehow change my body back to normal. "Maybe there's still just a bit of the drug left in the bottle!" While my hopes were thin, it's not like there isn't a possibility of that. I just have to hurry back to my home and make sure. I open the door to the private stall and leapt outside. My tail wagging excitedly. Outside was pitch black. There was no outdoor light, only the light of the moon was illuminating my surroundings. As I stepped outside, the warm summer wind blew across my sensitive skin. The wind blows across me like it's trying to tickle my groin, making my body quiver. I turn my attention downwards. Reflecting in my eyes are my massive tits and my virgin pink nipples. From the gap between my breasts, I see a fresh trail of love juice running down my bare thighs. In the end, I was naked. The clothes I was wearing as a guy won't fit me. Or rather I can't wear them since they're hopelessly drenched in my love juice and milk. That means... "Eh, I have to return home naked?" The first time I'm exposing myself outdoors in my entire life. As a bonus, I'm doing it as a ridiculously busty loli with dog ears and a fluffy tail. If someone spots me, I'll be reported immediately. A hellish walk home. Will I be able to return home safely!? Chapter Two: Return Trip of Despair A dimly-lit alley with no outside lights. The moonlight illuminates the vegetation, casting shadows. These shadows swaying in the wind could almost be mistaken for ghosts. Two men were walking side-by-side along such a path that children wouldn't dare pass through out of fear. One man has a cigarette in his mouth and the other is checking his cellphone. They must be salarymen that were working overtime. They continued walking through the dark path while muttering complaints and stuff aimed at their superior. *Splash* Such a sound came from the foot of the man who was checking his cellphone. There was a large puddle spreading at his foot. "A puddle? It hasn't rained recently, how quaint." The man halts and gazes down at the puddle. Upon which a sweet scent wafts into his nostrils. The man twitches his nose as if he's trying to pinpoint the source of the smell. However, the smell was drowned out by the stench of tobacco. "Oi, let's return home!" Apparently, the man next to him blew tobacco smoke in his face to prompt him to hurry. The two men resume walking through the dark path once more. I was watching the situation from the top of a tree. While being careful not to lose my grip on the tree's branch, I let out a sigh of relief. If that man were to observe the puddle a little closer, I'm sure he would've noticed the true identity of the sweet scent. If he saw the puddle in a brightly-lit place, it would become apparent it was a puddle of white liquid. That's right, that puddle's true identity is my milk. Why am I in a tree and why is milk spreading along the path, you ask? I'll explain that now. Due to various circumstances, I now have to return home naked. As a result of considering my methods of returning home, I concluded the route through the narrow back alley would be best. While I have much further to travel and there was no guarantee there won't be any human traffic, it's many times better than passing through the main street. I'll dash at full strength through this sparsely trafficked path and return home. This method is best. Or rather, I don't have any other choice. The chances I'll be spotted by someone will lessen the shorter the time spent travelling. "Alright... Let's go!" I make a guts pose and throw my shame to the wind as I started running. Unfortunately, my enthusiasm was short-lived; I ended up stopping my sprint immediately. The reason was my body. I can't run with my breasts in the way. It's hard to maintain my balance due to the drastic shift in gravity caused by these gigantic boobs, and even the mere act of moving causes them to shake, making it difficult to walk. On top of that, I can't prevent them from bouncing and jiggling due to the lack of anything to hold them down on my naked body. Running is out of the question. (Damn, this annoyingly erotic and wonderful body!) Of course I'm to blame for making my body this way, but now's not the time for pointing fingers. I steady my breasts with both hands and try my best to keep the bouncing down, if only a bit. And so I begin to slowly make my way forward, little by little. "Ahh, haa, haa... Haa~?" Around 100m from the beginning of my walk, something unusual started happening to my body. I began feeling horny from walking around outside naked. My inner thighs are slick with love juice. The amount of breast milk leaking from my nipples reached the limits I can contain within my small hands. I have to return home quickly. Yet there's nothing I can do about my body aching in need of release. Unable to suppress my desires, I flopped down onto the ground on my behind. "Haa~? Haa~? Haa~?" (Crap, if I do it here, someone'll spot me!) I understand that in my head, but I'm unable to stop myself. My hands move according to my lust. "You~? You~? Damned cow-tits~? It's your fault I'm unable to return home~?" I fondle and grope my boobs like I'm trying to press them into the ground. Each time I press them down, milk bubbles out like a hot spring and begins to steadily spread across the pavement. "Ei~? Ei~? Ei~?" I press down on my breasts like I'm trying to shrink them. However, my milk tanks push back against me without shrinking at all. After I spend some time milking myself like that, I move my right hand down to my groin to stir my honey pot. "Haa~? Ahh, ngg~? Kufuu~? Aah~? Feels so good...?" The movement of my hand begins to pick up in pace, guiding me towards climax. "A little more~? Just a little mooore~?" I move my right hand quickly and frantically for the last spurt. And then... I heard footsteps coming from somewhere. "Ehhh!?" Just like that, my passionate emotions cool down. I look around at my surroundings in a panic with my tail tucked between my legs as two people were starting to walk into view. They're still a ways off, but they'll be where I am soon. (I, I have to hide! Where would be a good place!?) When I scan the area, there aren't any places to hide. While I search desperately, the footsteps steadily grow closer and closer. (Crap, crap, crap, crap!) My rushing head considers what will happen after I'm spotted. Will they call me a pervert and report me to the police? Will they pretend they don't see me even though they're looking with white eyes? Or would they curse me for being a lewd girl and rape me? Imaginations of each scenario swims around in my head. (No, anything but that!) Preparing for the worst, I rush to the base of a tree planted nearby. They'll definitely spot me if I try hiding behind this tree. So I hopped into the air, surprised to find myself making a superhuman leap to a thick branch that would've normally been out of reach even back in my male body. I grip onto it like an iron bar and pull myself up. I somehow manage to turn my acrobatic feat in extreme conditions into a success. I hold my breath and wait for the people to pass through... And that brings me to now. My heart raced when the man stepped in my breast milk, but well, it's a relief he didn't notice. In any case, let's climb down from this tree. I drop from the tree with a cute bounce. Unfortunately, my landing... is a failure. I lose my balance and fall onto my buttocks. I caress my stinging butt and stand up, slowly taking a deep breath. I felt stiff after releasing my tension before I finally relax. And then my sexual desire started to well up once more over the relief of not having been seen. Seeking an unreached climax, my hands stretch down between my legs. However, this time my reasoning won out. I stop my hands and slap my face to disperse my lust. Returning home now is top priority. Checking to make sure I didn't hurt myself earlier, I resume my walk back home. After walking for about 15 minutes, the apartment I live in finally comes into view. It took me longer than normal, but well, since my body's like this, it can't be helped. I was able to make it without being seen by anyone thanks to walking carefully. Once I reach the apartment, this hell will be over. Though the matter of changing back to normal remains to be seen, the risk of someone seeing me like this will be greatly reduced and I'll be able to cover myself up in clothes. There's practically no chance I'll be seen until I enter my room from the entrance of the apartment. My room's on the first floor, and not many people live here. Once I reach the grounds of the apartment, I've as good as won. Just a little further till I reach my goal. My feet gradually pick up in pace as I feel my tail wag in anticipation. 10 metres left. 5 metres. (Alright, all I have to do is go round that corner and...!?) The moment I rounded the corner, I bump into something. I bounce back and land on my buttocks. Dumbfounded over what happened, I suddenly heard a voice. "Young lady, are you going for a stroll like that?" I messed up. I was so close to my goal I neglected to check to make sure the coast is clear. More importantly, it looks like I bumped into someone. My head begins to panic over the fact I was seen by someone. I don't know what I should do or how I should explain myself. In any case, there's no point in covering my breasts and groin. The man I bumped into begins to speak as he dusts off his coat. "Oh my, is this a gift from the gods!? Does this mean I, who had given up on life, can use and play with this girl!?" He says that with a beaming smile on his face. I feel blood draining from my body. This guy's bad news. The man talks to me as I try to retreat back. "Oya, why're you trying to back away? Aren't you and I kindred spirits?" "...... Hah? Kindred spirits?" I don't understand what he means. Is he saying that he and I share something? "You don't understand what I mean? I mean this!" The man sheds his coat. Even if it's the middle of summer, what appeared beneath the coat he was wearing is a fat, middle-aged body covered in hair. A black and dirty dick was standing erect between his legs. The man makes a proclamation as if he's trying to flaunt his phallus. "Come, young lady! To an exciting night with me! A night of passion! Let's spend a night out in the open!!!" The worst. Out of all the rotten possibilities, I bumped into a perverted exhibitionist. The pervert slowly begins to approach. It'll be the end if I get caught. If that pervert catches me, I'm positive he won't hesitate to pierce me with that disgusting dick. Do I scream for help? No, that's a bad idea. I'm also naked, so from the perspective of others, I'm also a perverted exhibitionist. In that case... The only thing I can do is run! I try to kick myself into a sprint from the ground. However... "Oya, oya, where're you going?" He catches my arm so I could not escape. No matter how much I struggle, he's much stronger. He pushes me down right there and sits atop my stomach. Making it so I'm completely pinned. "No. Don't run. The night's still young." The man says that as he begins to grope the massive tits before his eyes." "Kuh. Oi, stoop..." "What're you saying? It would be utterly rude to not rub such big boobs? Oya?" The man's curiosity is piqued by the liquid clinging to his fingers. "Isn't this milk? Not only are you into exhibition play, but you made yourself lactate as well. You're quite the pervert, aren't you?" "Who's a pervert? Aaaaah!?!?" Right when I tried to refute him, he tightly pinches my nipple. Pain and pleasure mix together as the force of my lactation increases. "See, you're a pervert, aren't you?" "Kuh. No, I'm no--ahh." I find myself unable to formulate words very well. Pleased with my reaction, the man stands up and suddenly begins to stroke my dog ears. "Oya, are those small ears real? I thought they were accessories." Rather than be deterred by this discovery, the man bombards me with words akin to a death sentence. "Now then, it's almost time I make use of your pussy. My dick's almost at its limit." Those words were enough to blow away any pleasure I might be feeling. "Stoo... Anything but that. Stop!" I desperately try to escape, but my body won't move. He immediately grabs hold from beneath my armpits and lifts me up into a 'banzai' position. The man's face is before my eyes. It looks as though the letters for 'RAPE' are being written on his greasy face. The man gives me a satisfied smile. That smile delivers a dread greater than any fear I felt before. I feel something cold running down my cheeks. It seems I started shedding tears out of fear. (No! I don't want him to cum inside me! I'm a guy!) I'm unable to voice my desperate plea. I now have the body of a loli puppygirl. However, my feelings are still those of a man. But if I let him cum inside me, I suspect even my mind would turn feminine. If everything about me becomes a girl, then the part of me that is a 'guy' will disappear. I must avoid that at all cost. "Why're you crying? You're going to feel the most exquisite of pleasures after this." The man doesn't stop smiling. My body is gradually being lowered. Slowly, but surely, the man's dick approaches my honey pot. And then the two organs kissed. That moment, the man made a smile so wide, it looked like his mouth was about to split apart. I... "I'll kill you before I let you do that!" I struck my knee hard against the man's groin! "Gufaaaaaa!?" The man lets go of me due to the sudden pain and grabs hold of his crotch. I escaped from the man's clutches. I felt discomfort within my vagina, and when I tried to touch it, blood came out. The man must've entered me a little and tore my hymen. However, he wasn't able to cum inside me. So I'm still fine. "Die, pervert!" I fling myself at the man who was rolling around on the ground. I kick him in the balls again and again, each time harder than the last. After 20 kicks, the man foamed at the mouth and stopped moving. I stared down at the man for some time. Then I let out one last kick before I left that place. I soon made it to my room. I quickly entered and locked the door as all of the strength in my entire body left me. I clumsily walk over to my bed and collapse onto it. The last thing I see when I begin to close my eyes is the bottle of the 'Transformation Drug' I tossed away. "Aah... There weren't any more tablets left...?" With those words, my consciousness plummeted into the abyss and disappeared. Chapter Three: New Daily Life My alarm clock rings with a pipipipi!! Pipipipi!! I reach out my hand and slap the alarm. I sit up and stretch my back to its fullest. I ease up my shoulders and my breasts bounce heavily. What I see before my eyes is my dress shirt bulging greatly. I look down and let out a sigh, muttering the same line as usual. "Haven't changed back today, either." Around ten days have passed since I turned into this ridiculously busty loli puppygirl body. All sorts of things happened to me and I finally made it back home only to find there wasn't any more of the drug remaining, and what faint hope I had of changing back once I returned home was shattered. Then when I tried to purchase the same drug one more time through mail order, the homepage that sold the drug vanished as if it never existed. I searched for it everywhere in my browser history, but I couldn't find the site anywhere. In addition to the fact I don't know anything about it to begin with, I couldn't grasp a single clue regarding the drug. That's why there's only one thing I can do. Wait with the hope the effects will expire over time. That is all. I lift my body out of bed and undress as I step in front of my mirror. I did so to examine my entire body. My long, pink hair was getting in the way, so I tied it into twintails. "First, my breasts... Did they grow bigger? Yep, they did..." I feel as if my unbelievably big boobs are imperceptibly growing bigger and bigger under my nose. I don't have a measuring tape on hand, so I don't have a clear grasp how big they are now, but I'm starting to worry whether I'll be able to walk if they continue to expand any further. Despite being so monstrously big and heavy, I haven't felt any pains in my back or shoulders, so that's a small relief. Aside from my breasts, I couldn't tell if there's been any noticeable changes in my hips. The first day I changed, I tried putting on my old trunks and despite losing around 60cm in height, I had to squeeze into them. I tried it again a few days ago and couldn't manage to pull them halfway up my thighs. I sigh in resignation as I move towards the bathroom to carry out my morning routine. I step into the shower and untie my twintails to wash my hair carefully. When I was a guy, I fantasized about having long hair like this, but now that it's a reality, I've come to the realisation it's a lot of work to wash and dry them. I also have to make sure I don't let water get into my new puppy ears. My next task after I finish washing my hair is my body. I begin to wash from my shoulders all the way down to my feet, thoroughly cleaning every nook and cranny. As I roam my butt, I'm reminded to the fact I no longer have an anus. I also couldn't find an urethra below my clitoris when I started wondering why I haven't felt the urge to pee since returning home. The 'Transformation Drug' has modified my body extensively. I finish washing my body and step out. I dry myself off with a towel and put on my clothes. My clothes consisting of a single dress shirt. This has become my roomwear. Since I don't have any girl clothes on hand, I have to use one of my old shirts. Its size doesn't fit me, but I need something to steady my monstrously big boobs, so I have to make do. That said, it's been slipping off me a lot when I move around... So I prepared a hair band and tie it around my nipples over my clothes. Recently, my nipples have grown alongside my boobs and are about as big as mini-wieners. I tie the hair bands so I feel their presence from beneath my clothes, but not enough to cause pain. When I finish tying them, milk spurts out and stains my clothes, but immediately stops. These hair bands not only prevent my clothes from slipping off me, but they're also effective at preventing my breast milk from leaking and making my room a sopping mess. Two birds with one stone. If you were to ask me why not wear a bra. I would buy one, but I don't know what kind of bra could possibly fit me, so I haven't tried. Instead I set aside bandages to bind my breasts. Though it hurt the last time I tested them, so I don't use them in my room. I plan to use them in the thousand-to-one chance I have to make a trip outside. As for down below, for the reasons I gave earlier, I don't wear anything. Even when I did, I had to wash love juice out of my underwear several times a day. When I look at the clock, it's exactly 12 O'clock. I don't feel particularly motivated, so I take bread out of the cupboard and stuff my cheeks. Since becoming a loli, my stomach's capacity has shrunk, so even a light meal like this is enough to fill me. For a poor guy like me, I'm grateful to be cutting down on my food expenses. Does that positive point make it fortunate I became like this? Well, since I can't really go out shopping in this body, I can't say it's very fortunate. I'm unable to go outside, so I'm ordering my food and other essentials through mail order. The price is high, but it's not like I have any other choice. It's better than going shopping and having strangers gawk at me. As I nibble on my bread, I turn on my computer. While making sure not to pinch my tail against the back of the chair, I rest my boobs against my desk and place my keyboard on top. When I access the internet on my computer, I search for information regarding the 'Transformation Drug'. The chances of me finding any info is close to zero, but if I were to stop searching, that'll be the same as giving up on changing back into a guy. I searched for about an hour, but wasn't able to accomplish anything. "Haa--ah, it's no use." I throw my hands out and face-plant. I rest my head on my boobs. My boobs catch my head with a bounce. Almost like a low rebound pillow. I nuzzle my head into their marshmallowy softness and let out a yawn. (Guess I'll... nap...) I entrust my body to my soft boobs and go on a trip to dream world. Right when the sun was about to set, I woke up to a familiar dampness between my thighs. I head towards the toilet while rubbing my sleepy eyes. I open the toilet lid and try to clean the damp stickiness from my thighs and pussy with toilet paper. *Nuchari* I heard a sound coming from my groin. And I feel more love juice pouring down my thighs. In a panic, I press my hands against my groin. The pussy I just wiped is becoming more wet and sticky, When I try looking at my hands, they were covered in love juice. (I never had this happen before, so why now!?) I receive a shock to my own body from this reaction I never experienced up to now. Till yesterday, wiping any excess juice never set me off like this. I panic at the incomprehensible phenomenon and vainly attempt to wipe the overflowing love juice with toilet paper. "Mm~? Haa, haa~? I'm still leaking~?" The act of wiping only increased the flow of love juice, but my hands won't stop. I sit on the toilet and keep wiping my damp and sticky pussy. "Nyaa~? My pussy's sopping wet~? It won't stop-nya~???" The more I wipe, the more that leaks from my honey pot. The pouring love juice begins to fall into the toilet with a pitter-patter. "Just from wiping~? I'm only wiping~? So why does it feel so goood~???" Having already lost my calm reasoning, I single-mindedly massage my pussy. The pleasure begins to heighten in proportion to the amount of toilet paper used. Right before I approached my limit, I run out of toilet paper from the roll. I wipe my pussy with all of my might with what's left in my hands. "I'm~? Cummiiiing~???" *Splash!!!!* As I ride a great wave, I reach climax. "Uugh...? I came from just wiping myself..." As I sit on the toilet, I feel self-loathing at my perverse body. I must be the only girl in the entire world who gets off from simply wiping. To begin with, it's a mystery why I suddenly started feeling this way today. I didn't do anything to train my sensitivity, nor did I take any drugs. The only other thing that comes to mind is... "Could it be the 'Transformation Drug'?" The first name that springs to mind as the thing that could cause such changes. The thing that turned me into a massively busty loli puppygirl. However, I didn't take any tablets since the first day I used the 'Transformation Drug'. Does that mean... "Could it be the effects haven't run their course...?" That day, I swallowed all of the tablets in the bottle in one gulp. And also chewed several. And even if the effects differ from my assumptions, there's nothing strange about that. If my suspicions are true, then that would explain why my breasts haven't stopped growing. And another thing. If this hypothesis is correct, then... "Is it still possible for me to somehow change back...? Supposing that's the truth, then my hoping 'I'll change back into a guy after it expires' is actually postponing it. This drug is something that 'changes you into your desired form at the stage you drank it'. My wish when I took the drug was to become a busty loli puppygirl. I cannot change back into a guy until my body reconstructs itself according to this wish. Rather than changing back into a guy, my condition is only growing worse. "What should I do...?" Even when I think about it, no solution springs to mind. I grab hold of my head and mourn my fate. "Why did I have to swallow all those tablets...?" ... I only have myself to blame for my fate. I've been pondering my latest breakthrough for a while, but my thoughts are interrupted by a growling in my stomach. The clock was pointing towards dinner time. I put my hand against the wall to stand up from the toilet. My hand presses against some button that lets out a beep. Sounds like I accidentally pressed the toilet's control panel that's mounted on the wall. Suddenly, I heard the sound of a motor running. I hear the sound coming from beneath my butt, but my boobs are in the way, so I can't tell what's running. Well, I must've pushed some button that targets my butt. Right when I think that, sure enough, a spray of water shoots up. Except it wasn't against my butt, but rather my womanhood. "Ehh... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!?!?!??????" A situation I couldn't have foreseen. I couldn't see anything, so I couldn't grasp what was about to happen. The only thing I could understand clearly in this situation is it feels good to have my pussy stimulated. "Anyways, I have to stop... this!?" I stretch my finger to the button on the control panel. Because I leaned my body to do that, the place the water hit changed. The stimulation to the new spot made my finger slip. The button I pressed with a beep was the water pressure adjustment button. The letters on the screen displayed 'MAX'. The water that increased in pressure pierces my pussy and shot straight up against my uterus. "N, nyaaaaaaa!!!!?????? Thith~? The first time I felt this nya~??????" A place that has always been protected by my loli pussy's iron wall and has never been touched by anyone. A place my hands couldn't reach even when I masturbated. A sacred place that is most important to a girl which can only be touched by her chosen partner. A jet stream of water is being sprayed against that place. I'm feeling stimulation I never tasted during my masturbation sessions for the first time. It is simple and pure pleasure. Enough to say it feels good. "Aah...? My pussy's gulping down water~?" I can't think of trying to escape from this pleasure. Instead, I spread open my pussy and position myself so it has full access to my uterus. "Aah~? Haa~? This's amaziiiing...???" My uterus twitches. The depths of my belly throb as if desiring more. If this were a penis instead of a water stream, how good would it feel? I stooped to the lengths of considering such a thing. "Fuu~? Mmnyuu~? Almost~? Almost gonna cum~?" My womb feels like it's in freefall. The stimulation steadily growing stronger and stronger. Pleasure builds up in the back of my womb. My womb tightens up, and then... Then I orgasmed. "Ahh, aaaaaaaahh~????? I'm cummiiinnnngggg!!!!!?????" An explosive climax. My hips rises up to the intense pleasure. A wave of love juice pours out like a waterfall. My body quivers, and my boobs shake like moulded jelly. The insides of my head are spinning and I can't think of anything. There is no indication the pleasure will abate. My body just quivers to its irregular attacks. "Fuee~? Eheheheh~????" Even after the water stopped, I sat right there contently on the toilet. A smile spreads across my face. Like it's feeling pleased about something. A sense of fulfilment and satisfaction wraps around both my mind and body. Now and again, my body quivers with a twitch. I still have yet to pass through the afterglow. That was how intense my climax was. (I wanna do it again...?) While thinking those thoughts, I continued to bask in the afterglow... Late at night. I finished eating dinner and get ready for bed. I don't change my clothes into pyjamas, but I tie my hair. I lie on my bed. I used my boobs as pillows during the day, but I use them as hug pillows when I sleep at night. I embrace my boobs with both hands. This time it's my body's turn to devour my boobs. My nipples that were tied with hair bands stir. That reminds me, I haven't milked myself today. Normally I do it when I take a bath in the evening, but I forgot. My large nipples tremble, as if pleading to be milked. Guess I'll give them a light squeeze... No, I better stop. They won't stop till they lactate enough to literally fill buckets. I'm exhausted from cumming my brains out earlier. "Tomorrow morning, I'll milk you a lot, OK--?" I speak gently to my boobs. Right when I hugged them gently, sleepiness begins to assault me. There's many things to do tomorrow as well. I have to milk my boobs, masturbate, and think of a way to change back into a guy. In the form of a little puppygirl, I make a wish like a child. Believing that it will someday come true... "I hope I change back soon." Chapter Four: Cooking "A--hh, bored, bored--!" One morning, I was bored from having too much free time on my hands. Since I finished my routine body examination and masturbation--which usually takes till noon--early today, I didn't have have anything to do till lunch. Speaking of the things that changed during today's body exam, the size of my clitoris was just a teensy-tiny bit bigger. Is this change a sign I'll be changing back into a guy? It's a touchy subject, but my boobs are growing like always, so I'm probably wrong. Since I didn't have anything better to do, I'm tucked snug in a futon atop my bed. Why am I in a futon despite it being summer? Since I was masturbating while bathing in cold water, my entire body became chilled. It's due to this sort of ridiculous reason I turned off the air conditioner and pulled my futon out of my dresser despite it being summer. This is also the cause of my daily routine finishing early. You see, it's summer now. Societies around the world are enjoying summer vacation. By all rights, I should be out enjoying myself and having fun every day. However, I can't do anything but stay cooped up in my room in my current state. This body... Well, if my breasts were way smaller, I could at least go outside in this loli puppygirl body. If only it were like that, then I wouldn't be mumbling about being bored, bored, bored. No matter how I slice it, this body has turned into a problem. Geez, can it be useful for anything besides erotic stuff? When I started rolling around wrapped in my futon, the television suddenly turned on. It looks like I rolled over the remote control. Playing on the television was a cooking programme. Today's menu looks like cream stew. Under normal circumstances, I probably would've wondered why they would be cooking a steaming dish in the summer, but now's different. I'm currently shivering from being cold. So wouldn't that be the perfect dish to warm me up? "Alright, how about I fix myself some stew!?" I'll be making stew for the first time, but if I look up the recipe online, I should be fine. I slide out of my futon and get up. I feel more energetic and motivated about finally having something to do rather than warming myself up. I could feel my tail wagging as I quickly head to the kitchen and prep my ingredients. "Carrots and potatoes, and didn't I have some chicken as well...? Yep, here it is." I take the stuff out of the fridge and laid them on the counter. I used to help cook as a boy, so I'm not opposed to cooking. But all I've had since becoming a loli was bread, so it might be appropriate to say this'll be my first time cooking. And while I was getting the ingredients in order, I noticed I was missing the most vital one. "Ah, speaking of which, I'm outta milk." Saying I'll make stew, yet I don't have any cow's milk. How do you make stew without milk? Otherwise, it would just be regular soup. "How bothersome--. I usually don't drink cow's milk." I don't particularly enjoy cow's milk, so I don't have any of it at home. I used to hate drinking the stuff when I had it during lunch at school. It has some kind of subtle taste to it that's even worse when it turns lukewarm. If I was forced, I would drink it, but I won't buy and drink it on my own accord. Well, I like stew, though. For that reason, there's no cow's milk in my home. If only I had a suitable substitute for it... "........." I hit upon an idea. I turn my gaze downwards. Then I take off my clothes, exposing my glorious breasts. My heavy boobs shake with a bounce, and spray a fine mist of milk as if in agreement. The sprayed milk is white and could be mistaken for cow's milk at a glance. I look at them and utter. "... This, this could work, right?" That's how I've come to milk myself for the sake of stew. I don't know how it'll taste, but it's worth giving it a shot. I grab a measuring cup and held it before my boob. And with my other hand, I slowly and gently knead my tit flesh. "Mm~? Haa~?" It's hard to rub a boob way bigger than the average watermelon with one hand, but I begin to squeeze it while making good use of my weight. Milk begins to spout accompanied by a sweet sigh as I pant with my tongue hanging out. My milk begins to gradually fill the measuring cup. "Fufuu~? After all, milking my boobs feels good...?" I begin to massage it like I'm trying to squeeze out something from the front of my body to the tip of the boob. By doing such, the milk being produced within the depths of my breast is slowly and steadily able to come out in thicker streams. The insides of my head become filled with the desire to lactate. "Mmm~? ... Ahh! Stop, stop!" And as I was being distracted by the pleasure of milking myself, the measuring cup became filled with my fresh milk. I quickly think about trying to stop my milk, but there's no way I'm stopping what is automatically being produced with pleasure. As a result, my milk keeps pouring into the cup and the overflowing milk creates a puddle on the floor. "H, how am I gonna stop... Eh, ahh!" *Clank!* The cup falls from my hand and rolls along the floor. I was in too much of a panic that I dropped the measuring cup. The sea of milk spreads further and further, and the floor begins to be dyed white. The kitchen is filled with a sweet aroma, and my brain sinks into a sensation like it's melting. "One more time, I have to collect my milk one more time..." Is it because of the scent? I can't think straight at all. I pick up the measuring cup lying in the puddle of breast milk and squeeze milk from my other boob. Right when I braced myself, my milk flies out in short spurts. "Have to make sure not to spill it this time, slowly... ?" Despite trying to fill the measuring cup, I'm unable to pour my milk well due to holding the cup in my non-dominant hand. Milk spills out of the shaking cup, and not the least bit of milk is staying in. "Not at, all~? Can't collect it~?" All I need is a few hundred millilitres. Despite already lactating litres of milk, most of which is scattered all across the floor. I'm greatly aroused, but I'm also starting to feel irritation over the fact I can't make headway with my cooking. So, I decide to put my cooking on hold temporarily. I start chopping vegetables as milk continues to leak from my boobs. It's wet and slippery all around my kitchen, but I don't care anymore. I place my chopping board atop my boobs and begin cutting the carrots and potatoes. Next I slide the chopped vegetables into my stockpot. Then I toss the other ingredients in as well. Finally, I pour my milk directly into the stockpot. "Alright~? Let's give this a try~?" Since the stockpot is way bigger compared to the measuring cup, I don't have to worry about it spilling over, so I'm free to squeeze both boobs at the same time. "Fuu~? Fuu~? I'm a puppygirl, yet so much milking is coming out of me as if I'm a cowgirl~???." I tug on my nipples as one would do when milking a cow and squeeze my boobs. My milk begins to come out with a loud spew. A copious amount of milk is already collected in the pot. Just a little more. My pleasure is already reaching its peak. I grasp my nipples in my hands. My nipples grew hard and thick to the point my small hands had no hope of hiding them. "Amazing~? It's like my nipples turned into penises~??? I have to treat them like penises~?????" I stroke my nipples up and down the same way I used to stroke my dick in the morning. The sensitivity in my nipples increased to the point of being fearsome. Enough to put me under the illusion that I have glans instead of nipples. "Aahh~? Amazing~? This is so incredibleee~???" I lose myself as I stimulate my nipples. The insides of my boobs begin to grow hotter and hotter. Breast milk begins to build up like magma before an eruption. I'm impatiently awaiting this eruption with bated breath. I quicken my hands as if to respond to that hope. "It's coming~? My hot milk's building up~???" I can tell something hot's starting to rise from within my boobs. And it's beginning to move towards the exit. "Cumming~? Cuming~? I'm cumming from my boobs~?????" I tug my nipples with a final jerk. That moment, milk erupts from my erect nipples like a geyser. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!! ?????? I'm cummiiinnnggg!!!! ??????" A hearty spew sounded. The form of my huge nipples shooting white liquid was exactly the same as when my penis ejaculated sperm. The moment of my boobgasm, my head turns white as I reach a grand climax. My body loses its balance and I plop onto the milk-covered floor with a splash. My boobs are still lactating. My entire body is already sopping wet from my breast milk. "My boobs have gone crazy~? My boobs won't stop cumming~???" I laugh powerlessly with an 'Eheheh'. With no energy left in my entire body, I'm unable to continue cooking. As I immerse myself in a sea of breast milk, I couldn't see anything but a sea of white spreading out into the horizon... "Haa, still this much leftover today as well...? I'm way too overproductive." I was still eating stew many days since then. Because I made so much in my stockpot, no matter how much I try and eat, I'm hardly out of stew. It would be a waste to throw away ingredients, so I eat while mumbling. The taste is very good. Despite the slapdash way I made it. Is that all thanks to my milk? However, it's debatable if this could be called stew. I put so much milk in it that it turned pretty much into a milk soup. Though it's fine since it tastes good. Suddenly as I was eating my stew with such feelings, my body leaps with a twitch. My body spasms just like it did when I ejaculated when I was a guy. But instead of anything related to a penis, it was like my boobs were about to burst instead. My erect nipples were staining my shirt from underneath my clothes. "Uugh~? I'm almost at my limit~???" I put away my spoon and head towards the bathroom. I step inside and remove the hair bands around my nipples. Right when I do, my body twitches again and milk spurts from my quivering boobs. Since I didn't have enough time to undress, milk begins to soak through my clothes, making a big stain. "Aah~? I orgasmed through my boobs again...?" Ever since that day, my entire nipples turned into a penis-like erogenous zone, and--with little stimulation--started spewing milk almost as if they're ejaculating. Although I bound my nipples with hair bands to hold back my lactation, milk still builds up within my boobs making them constantly feel like I did right before ejaculating when I was a guy. Just thinking of what would happen if I went around naked makes it so I don't want to take off my shirt. I've been trying to store my milk within my boobs using my hair bands, and then from time to time, I would remove the hair bands to force the milk out at my convenience. My boobgasm comes to an end, I tossed my drenched clothes in the washing machine and put on fresh ones. "Somehow, it feels like the amount of milk coming out has increased--" It seems like more milk is coming out when I milk myself and whenever I have a boobgasm. As I wrap my hair bands around my nipples, I consider the cause of my increased milk production. Could it be a result of the 'Transformation Drug', or...? "Is it cause I've been eating meals prepared from my own breast milk?" If I were to talk of recent changes, there's nothing but that. But if that's true, then I have a bad feeling about what'll happen if I keep consuming my own breast milk. There's still plenty of stew remaining. What will happen to me when I finish it all...? "Well, but I still have to eat it." I still don't have any solid evidence. I don't wanna throw away the stew I went to all that trouble to fix based on a wild speculation. I return to my dining table and resume my meal. I take a sip of my milk stew. My nipples, that were just emptied moments ago, once gain begin to create damp patches in my clothes... ---------- Hello, thank you for reading! This story was originally based on a translation of an unfinished Japanese story by Karachi a couple years ago, but has turned into a different beast that makes it no longer a normal translation. If you enjoyed my work, please check out my Pixiv account: https://www.pixiv.net/users/125335 I work as a freelance translator and have over a decade of experience. So feel free to send me a message on Pixiv if you would like to commission my service. My fee is normally 5 JPY a character, but I give discounts depending on the work.