Cecelia is back

Cecelia walked in, evident exhaustion was seen in her eyes. That however was broken when she saw Misty at her bed. Misty was clearly quite embarrassed by that, and did her best to shrink into herself.

"Even though you're under a blanket, I can still see the contours of you breasts. You were supposed to be smaller now, why is this happening? Is it because of the size of your order?" Cecelia questioned, more to herself than to Misty. Misty shrugged, or did her best to under her immense bust." Hey, you're the doc here, I wouldn't know the first thing about it."

From the doorway, Cecelia walked up to Misty and taking the time to look over her. "May I have permission to take off the blanket?"

"Permission granted."

Cecelia proceeded to take the blanket off, Misty's eyes bugled in her head. Her breasts were of course bigger now, and still growing, but now Misty saw that her bust top half was level with her mouth. Pretty soon her mouth would be blocked by her bust, and following that, maybe even her eyesight! Cecelia studied this for a moment, or two, she laid a hand onto Misty's bust. It was soft, and kinda cold, and the rhythmic pulse of growth was pushing into her hand.

"This is bad right now, you're the first to ever get this large. I don't have any others to compare you with right now." Cecelia said, walking over and bringing a chair to Misty's side.

"Is there anything you could do to help it?" Misty replied, a little more for the doctor's sake than her own,. She was starting to enjoy the sensation, but Cecelia did have a point. With breast these big, how would she get home or do her job? She couldn't just stay at the resort for the rest of her life!

"Would you be okay with milking?"

"Milking, like a cow?!?"

"Yes, we already tried time, but evidently that doesn't seem to be working. Some of the other girls had to milk themselves down a little."

"Hah, yeah, like who?"

"Well for one, me." Misty turned her head as she saw Cecelia proceed to take off her doctor's coat. Laying her coat behind her, Misty saw the true extent of Cecelia's bust. She was wearing a orange, button-up vest. It wasn't done all the way up, in fact, only three out of the eight buttons Misty could see were actually buttoned. Large amounts of cleavage could be seen at the top most layer, while under boob at the bottom were also on display.

For a second time in a row, Misty's eye bulged out of her head. Cecelia blushed, and rubbed her head in response. No doubt to the look she was given.

"Yes, I know, I know, but I did get smaller as you can see. Now, all I need from you is for another permission."

"Grant...granted, again." Cecelia walked away from Misty, and went towards the room's bathroom, she left her coat behind. Coming right back out, Misty saw that Cecelia had brought out two bins. Disappearing behind her boobs, Misty could hear Cecelia putting the bins down. A strange thought blundered its way through Misty's mind.

"Hey doctor, this may sound weird, but how far are my nipples now?"

"About....past your knees, but before the top of your feet"

"Thank you." Misty could hear another thing happening, she felt some sort of suction cup on her boobs. She was about to question Cecelia again, but she was beaten to it.

"Those are tubing for your breasts, you boobs are not close enough to the beds edge. I don't think I could move you, without causing some damage. And besides, I want myself to be as clean as possible, no telling what would happen if some milk got into me."

Misty's face got red as a tomato as she thought about some of he milk getting into Cecelia.