Lea's head was swimming as if intoxicated as she pulled herself away from the woman's breast, a bit of milk trickling down her chin.  She was in pain, and a great deal of it, as her breasts swelled on her chest and pressed against the chain shirt she was wearing.  It hadn't been crafted for a person of slim build, and even only partially through the transformation, her breasts were painfully restricted.  She pulled the shirt off with some effort, her mouth gaping at the massive swell of her breasts beneath her thin shift.