Who knew milk was so powerful?

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Oliver had been having back pain ever since a sports injury he had received last week. Initially, he tried to rest it, but it still hurt and didn't seem to get any better. Next, he tried stretching it, hoping that the muscles were just cramped up and needed to loosen up. This also ended in failure as his pain persisted. Annoyed and uncomfortable, Oliver got on his laptop to look for solutions.

Many of the websites he visited recommended doing the things he had already tried. Other websites blatantly tried to sell him products that claimed to be miracle cures. Not only did Oliver not have the ridiculous amount of money they wanted, but he knew better than to trust any kind of miracle cure. That’s about when he stumbled on a forum discussing milk baths. He had heard of people doing this before, but he had always assumed it was more for relaxation than anything else. Many of the forum members claimed it helped with all sorts of aches and pains though. Not overnight like some sort of miracle, but gradually.

Oliver, inspired by his latest findings, went out to the store to get some milk for his bath. It was a little pricy to buy that much milk, but still far cheaper than any of the snake oil salesman online would try to charge him. When he got home, he went to the bathroom and started pouring the milk into the tub. It rose slowly, but eventually there was enough to submerge himself. Oliver stripped down and got in.

Instantly, he noticed how different it felt from water. It was smooth and silky feeling and seemed to soften his skin as it soaked. Oliver rested his head back and closed his eyes. The forum said that soaking for a long period on your first time could be beneficial. There was some debate on how long, but all the posts said at least an hour. Perhaps Oliver would take a little nap while he waited. Eyes closed, Oliver drifted off to sleep.

When Oliver awoke, he immediately knew something wasn't right. The bathroom was dark. When Oliver had drifted off, it was around midday, and he had let the natural light from the window illuminate the room. Now, only darkness could be seen from the small window on the wall of the bathroom. How long had he slept? Another thing that seemed off was the fact that the tub was empty. It had been decently full when he had gotten in, but now there was almost nothing in it. Maybe the drain plug had leaked? The final things that were out of place were Oliver's big fat tits. They hung down past his chest, feeling heavy against his stomach. They felt so full, like they were ready to burst.

It took Oliver a few minutes to process all of this, but eventually he got up out of the tub and flicked on the light in the bathroom. The warm light of the overhead bulb illuminated Oliver’s new form. Oliver was no longer the man he had been just hours earlier, but was rather a very busty woman with a tight pussy to match. Alarmed, Oliver raced to her laptop and got on the forum. She made a post and asked what would happen if somebody had soaked for 8 hours, trying not to sound like she had already done it. There didn't seem to be anybody online though, so she would have to wait to hear back. Oliver hoped this was just temporary and went to bed.

In the morning, she awoke to find that a couple of people had answered her question overnight. They essentially said the same thing. Soaking for that long almost always resulted in weight gain and feminization. This wasn’t typically a problem for women, but it could be pretty life-changing for men. They also noted that it wasn’t reversible. Great. Oliver was now stuck as a big-titted cow forever. Ignoring the problem for now, Oliver went into the kitchen to get some breakfast. She opened the fridge door to browse what she had when something called to her. Milk.

She had a couple gallons of milk leftover from yesterday sitting in the fridge. They looked so good. So creamy. She took one of the gallons out and got a glass. Excitedly, she poured the milk into the glass. It looked so refreshing, she couldn't wait to…to… to what exactly? She sat up on the counter and stared at the glass. Drinking it wouldn’t feel right, she decided, arguing with her own common sense. Pouring it on herself would feel better, surely. So that’s exactly what she did and how wonderful it was. Oliver let the milk soak into her skin as it had just yesterday. Maybe this new body wasn't so bad after all. Besides, her back pain was gone.