<strong>Anice Xantelli</strong><br/><br/>"That's even worse, they're hideous!" Anice yelled, "Change them back now!"<br/><br/>A feeling of vertigo, of panic and illness overcame Anice. She felt like she going to lose her lunch and had to rush to her bathroom and slammed the door behind her. The whole prospect of this type of punishment made her quickly lose her lunch in the toilet. But after that was over her stomach settled down and she washed and rinsed her mouth after flushing. She lifted her shirt and the overstretched bra popped off a bit violently. Her left breast was twice the size of her right and the nipple was freakishly long and swollen. Anice grimaced with a dull low moan as she pulled her nozzle like nipple and the milk simply squirted into the basin of her tub. Somehow she had managed to figure out how to press the nipple in order to expel the milk rather quickly. She turned on the water after the first squirt to disguise the sound. It did a little to shrink her swollen breast but much to relieve the pressure.<em>If Orianna didn't follow her into the bathroom</em>,  Anice would grab a towel to cover her strangely shaped and mismatching breasts.<br/><br/>What she wanted to do was put on a loose shirt and grab a poncho that would hide her current transformed bosom so she could appeal to father or mother herself. She would peak outside to see if her cousin Ori was still actively waiting for her.