[Tags: breast expansion, lactation, breastfeeding, hyper-breasts, belly inflation] This is the third in a series that starts here: — Aren’t we a trio of likely individuals? Three women, each one with breasts more colossal than the last. A mute simpleton, a psychotic rapist (that’s me), and a woman whose tits have ballooned to the point she can no longer get out of bed. All three of us feeding each other a seemingly endless supply of breastmilk. What are these foul creatures that we’ve ourselves turned into? What supernatural power is even sustaining us like this? I can say one thing, it’s good that Ruth lives on the ground floor. The carpet in her bedroom is now so totally sodden with our collective breastmilk that it’s a wonder the floor hasn’t collapsed. Even after just that first day together after infecting Ruth we had already ruined this place beyond recognition. I still don’t understand the biology of it all. What is it that causes the three of us to produce this
The Summit of Milk Mountain by erikagaulia, literature
Literature
The Summit of Milk Mountain
[Tags: hyperbreasts, lactation, breast expansion, and truly, colossally humungous boobs] The two hikers were panting, both of their bodies now drenched with sweat. It hadn’t seemed so bad at first—back down in the foothills that morning the air was crisp, and the occasional fresh breeze had made the gruelling hike marginally less painful. But now, deep in the midst of the forest, high up on the mountain, the air was somehow much more humid and oppressive than they had anticipated. They were exhausted already. Dr Irene Olsen, and her lowly research assistant, John, had spent the better part of a day now hiking up here, following the course of a ghost-white stream that wound its way down the mountainside. The mysterious colour of all the water that flowed through this area was the very reason why the pair had set out on their journey that morning: They were determined to be the ones who would finally solve the mystery of why all of the water in town had turned white. It had taken
[Tags: breast expansion, hyperbreasts] Let me tell you a story. It’s not about me, don’t worry, I’m nowhere near interesting enough to be the focus of a whole story. No, this is about my boss—her name is Annika. Now where do I begin with Annika? Well, probably the best place to start is to give you a warning: you do not want to meet this woman. Nuts, doesn’t even cover it. This woman is, I swear, a borderline psychopath. Sounds alarming, I know, but believe me it’s even worse than that. Not only is this woman a menace, but she also happens to be one of the most powerful women in the entire sector. Although, as a CEO, I suppose being a sociopath sort of comes with the territory. So, Annika is the founder and sole owner of a massive computer software company. I’m omitting the particulars of this company for fear of losing my job—though, as you will see, some of the details of this story are more than a little bit conspicuous. As for me, well my name is Julia, and I am but the lowly
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