A First Milking

Snapping out of her daydreaming, Vanessa opened the large bottle and swallowed the first two pills, excited to get started on the project. She understood the different parts of the shipment, the pills and the pump. But the headphones were still a mystery. She examined them closer but there was nothing interesting there, just a simple ON switch. And even when turned on, there was not a sound to be heard.

Putting the headphones away again, she unpacked and assembled the milk pump instead, an impressive two-cup machine with an attached tank and fitting harness. She then made herself comfortable on her favorite chair and removed her shirt. As she did not bother with bras at home, she was ready to go. Hesitating only briefly, she brought the device to her quickly hardening nipples, pressed the cups against her soft flesh and flicked the switch.

"Ouch! Holy cow!" she yelped as the machine sprung to life, and immediately turned it off again.

"Blimey, this hurts!" the young woman cussed, as she cradled her sensitive breasts and inspected them for damage.

After the initial pain faded away, she took the instruction manual and studied it for clues on how to improve the experience. Vanessa hummed and hawed as she read through the pages. She learned that the device could be worn overnight and would automatically switch on at pre-configured intervals so she wouldn't need to get up. And that the machine would calibrate the suction strength during the initial sessions. Apparently, she just had to tough it out.

Determined to not let a bit of pain get in her way of a good cause, she slipped the harness around her naked body. Even with their longest setting, the straps were a bit too short for her massive size, causing the cups to be comically mashed into her nipples and the straps to cut deep into the surrounding breasts. Vanessa attached the tank with the provided belt around her waist and walked around her home to test if everything was attached properly. As she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but giggle at the sight. Her boobs looked ridiculous like that! The machine seemed miniscule, and the tiny cups were lost in the surrounding sea of breast flesh that was threatening to swallow them whole! And with the belt and the large container strapped around her breast, she looked like a pervert handyman of sorts!

She pressed the power switch again and howled in pain as the pump tore at her nipples. But Vanessa willed herself to endure the **** as long as she could this time, which turned out to be about 30 seconds, before switching the hellish device off again.