Melanie watched as K was transformed into a top-heavy cow girl, and felt a small pang of jealousy that she wasn't the one to dish out such humiliation. That was short-lived however, as she was instead distracted by Calamity replacing her pacifier with the bottle. Her green eyes narrowed, glaring up at the maid, even as she began suckling from the nub end of it.
K looks at the bottle as it appears in her hand, giving a shrugs as she hands it over.
She looks down pausing as she feels her fuller breasts. She blinking at the change of clothes, blushing as she notices the swim suit on her, looking up in confusion as she finds herself on all fours. Going to stand back up normally. "what's this now?"
Mischa seems to freeze...and explode with hot air! Even as her body stretches and deforms...turning into durable purple plastic...and inflating into a bouncy, but comfortable plastic chair!
Meanwhile, K finds herself unable to stand, the attempt merely causing the bell around her neck to jangle, her words coming out as 'What's this...mooo?'
Melanie closed her eyes, so that she could pretend this wasn't really happening. The more she suckled at the bottle, the more she relaxed, and the more Calamity's arms felt like a perfectly normal place to be. Her cheek nestled into the smooth fabric of the maid's dress, and she felt the vibrations go through the more mature girl's body when she teased K over her fate.
Melanie's green eyes opened while she suckled from the bottle, and she looked over at Kether on her new chair, and then up at Calamity as the milk in the bottle gradually disappeared. The gentle rocking was effective, especially combined with warm milk, as she was really struggling to stay awake now, and she made a murmuring sound when she realised she was suckling on an empty bottle, and tried to push it away from her mouth.