A Little Smaller, and Bad News

Misty's uncle owned a farm deep in the Vermont countryside. It was small, but had numerous animals, and when she was growing up, one of her chores while visiting the farm was to milk the cows.

She now knew exactly how those cows felt as the pumps were working on her boobs.

It had been about 20 minutes since the pumps started. It was a truly... odd feeling, but if anything was going to shrink her down, it was going to be this. She had faith in Cecelia.

She looked at her bust, and her eyes widened in joy. It was actually working. She could see her boobs start to shrink. She looked over at Cecelia, expecting her to be happy too. Instead, Cecelia looked somewhat worried.

After another five minutes, Cecelia shut the pumps off. Misty's boobs didn't shrink much, but the top of her boobs were now level with her neck instead of her mouth. Misty had to be happy for small miracles like that.

"It's not much, but it's a start." Misty said, looking at Cecelia. But the doctor was still worried.

"Something's wrong here." Cecelia said. "With my other patients, when I use the pumps, they manage to get much smaller. You though..." She reached down and pulled up a canister to show Misty. It was full of a white liquid. "I filled up the entire canister, and only shaved a few inches off of you."

"Can't you just leave the machine on overnight?" Misty asked. "Maybe in the morning, I'll be much smaller."

Cecelia shook her head. "Overmilking could cause skin damage." She explained. Then she sighed. "I'm going to take this back to my clinic and examine it. See what it is."

Misty nodded. "OK. At least I can stay in my room. I'd much rather not have anyone see me." She said. She then saw Cecelia get nervous.

"Um, about that..." Cecelia said. "The resort manager told me that a billionaire is bringing his family for a private vacation, and rented out the entire resort. As much as he doesn't want to do it, all guests need to be moved by the end of the week."

For the third time that day, Misty's eyes went wide. "WHAT?!" She yelled. "I can't go out like this! Everyone will laugh at me!"

Cecelia sighed. "The manager did everything he could to convince the billionaire otherwise, but nothing worked. The manager is still going to compensate you for all of this, and he's going to find a new place for you to stay for the time being." She explained.

"End of the week... That's in 2 days." Misty said. "How am I going to get out of here? I probably exceed the weight limit for the elevators now."

"Oh, I doubt it." Cecelia replied. "Like I said, this has happened before, so the manager had the elevators reinforced. They can hold several tons now." She frowned, and put a hand on Misty's shoulder. "Misty, I don't have any other clients for the next few weeks. I promise, I will do everything I can to help you."

"Thanks." Misty said. She then looked at her monstrous bosom. "Doctor, please be serious with me for a minute. Do you... do you think my boobs are beautiful like this?"

Cecelia tilted her head in confusion. "I'm sorry?"

Misty sighed. "It's weird. I still want to go back to normal, yes, but... I'm starting to like this. Being so massive, being stuck under the weight of my boobs. I'm a fitness instructor, and I'm enjoying the feeling of being so heavy. It's weird. I'm probably just getting used to it, but I want to know I don't look like a freak. So, be honest, do you think my boobs are beautiful right now?"

Cecelia stared at Misty, then at her massive boobs, then back to Misty. Cecelia opened her mouth, and answered...