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Amanda stripped out of her clothes and down to her undergarments as her breathing became heavy and ragged. \"Oh fuck. I think that spell was a mistake.\" She had cast a spell from her grandmother's tome which claimed would make her warm and homey. Perfect for this cold winter night. She bit the bottom of her lip as the spell continued its effect, she couldn't say it wasn't making her warm. But perhaps the spell had gone too far, not even a minute ago Amanda was dressed up as cozy as she could wearing a thick sweater and sweatpants while also being under a bundle of blankets. But now her body felt as if it was on fire, sweat forming and rolling off her pale body. \"If this is the 'warm' part of the spell I don't want to know what the 'homey' part meant.\" She would find out what that part meant however as an audible gurgling sounded out from her breasts. \"What the~?\" Her breasts suddenly burst forth tearing her bra and sending their cups flying as sweet, warm milk began pouring from her now swollen nipples. \"Oh fuck~\" She'd have to find the reversal spell but first, she was going to enjoy a cozy winter day with a glass or two of warm milk.

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