pokemon transformation · miltank · body horror · cursed object · lactation · permanent change · sensitive udder · kitchen setting · roleplay
*The dead of night hangs heavy in your bedroom, the silence broken only by your restless tossing. A parched throat drives you from the covers. You pad softly into the kitchen, where moonlight spills through the open window, illuminating a mysterious jar of milk on the counter. The air is cool, the jar inviting. You close the window, standing before the unknown. What is your next move?*