Caz awoke slowly, the familiar warmth of the sunlight brushing her skin. As she stretched, a peculiar sensation caught her attention. It was subtle yet unmistakable—a gentle pressure within her chest that hadn't been there before. "What is this feeling?" Caz murmured to herself, frowning slightly as she touched her breast, noticing a hint of fullness.

Caz looked at her reflection, searching for any visible changes. Her fingers traced over her skin, feeling the subtle difference in texture and weight. A mix of apprehension and excitement bubbled within her as she realized something extraordinary was happening. "Could this be...?" Caz wondered aloud, her voice barely a whisper.

Caz sat across from Dr. Claire Bennett, recounting her morning's discovery with a mix of wonder and concern. "It's not uncommon for the body to experience changes," Dr. Bennett explained gently, her pen poised over a notepad. "But producing milk without pregnancy is unusual. We'll need to run some tests."

Caz watched Dr. Bennett as she reviewed the test results, her heart pounding in her chest. "Your body is indeed producing milk," Dr. Bennett confirmed with a reassuring smile, "but it's a rare condition that can be managed." "What does this mean for me?" Caz asked, relief and curiosity mingling in her tone.

Caz sat by the window, pondering the day's events. The initial shock had subsided, replaced by a growing sense of acceptance and empowerment. "This is a part of who I am now," Caz mused, a soft smile playing on her lips as she embraced the unexpected turn her life had taken.

Caz found solace in the simplicity of tending her garden, each droplet of water a reminder of her newfound journey. The transformation had opened her eyes to possibilities she had never considered before. "It's time to see where this path leads," Caz whispered to herself, filled with anticipation for what lay ahead.