Make a Profit.

"So... like, how often do you make your boo- Sweet Treats... for customers?" You ask.

Anne glanced around, making sure no one was around. "I make a fresh batch every day, actually."

"How do you produce enough milk to make a whole batch!? It seems like something a normal woman couldn't continue doing." You ask.

"Oh... I don't usually like answering questions like this, but only for you, since you know my secret and all."

Anne took a deep breath. "So, I'm not exactly all human. I'm part plant too. What's supposed to happen to creatures like me in sunlight is for me to plant my roots, and accept my new home, as I grow a layer of thick bark and become an extra thicc tree. We're supposed to grow taller in the sunlight..."

"Its starting to sound to me like you do something different." You questioned.

"That's because I do...? I used to be normal, but some sort of weird **** pushed the hormones that were supposed to flow throughout my whole body into my breasts... so whenever I'm in direct sunlight, these two grow!~" Anne played with her breasts, becoming a little bit horny. She remembered she was at work and shook off the feeling.

"Interesting..." You took out a notepad and wrote down some notes. 'Breasts grow in sunlight.'

"What'cha writing?" She asked, peeking over the counter.

You instantly put away your notepad, once you noticed her leaning over. "N-nothing!" You shout. "But, what makes your breasts grow in the sunlight?"

"Hey! Keep it down!" She whispered. "There could be a boo sheet buyer anywhere!" She tensed up a bit, and you could soon see her nipples through her dress. Talking about this was turning her on. "So, about my breasts, my kind- er, Piranha Plant Sub-Species, were bred to nurse our young, since we can pretty much mate with anything. So here's a quick anatomy lesson!" Anne seemed a bit content about telling you all of this. Her horniness got out of her hand for a bit. She pulled down her dress so you could clearly see both of her boobs. "So, on the outside, they look normal, right? Like any other F-cup! Except those are a bit rare in pure human women I guess. Well, our breasts are just about completely hollow, except for the back end. Lets start there!" she went back to her shelf and grabbed a coffee cup, and put it on the counter near her, just in case her milking got too far. "So, back here are regular tissues like any human body! But then, there's a little egg-yolk-like piece embedded inside of it. That's my milk sack! a thin, porous tissue covers it, so it doesn't fall out of its embedding. My milk sack is how I produce milk! So as we move on, we get to the main part of my boo- Breast! Breast." Anne was trying hard to hold back her horniness. You could see her hand reaching up for a squeeze, but her other hand slamming it down at the surface of the counter. "As I said, they're both hollow! The only things in here are a layer of thin, protective tissue with a hole near my nipple, a thin layer of flesh, and a layer of skin on the surface. All of which are rubbery, just incase something goes wrong in my system and Milk Production gets out of hand. Back to the point. So, what sets our breasts apart from normal human breasts is that inside is a special gas that keeps them perky! Nothing really special about that one. That feature's just to lure in an unsuspecting man into a relationship. Once my growth hormones all moved to my breasts, the gas within became sun sensitive, and replicated faster, causing my breasts to stretch. Men love it when it happens, but its actually really painful."

"So none of this has told me how you milk so much." You groaned.

"OH! RIGHT! Sorry! I got carried away! Heh...! So, about my milking, Whenever I need to milk, a normal Piranha Gal would just need to take a step out into the sun, wait for their sack to react, and boom. The milking starts. But for someone like me, I have to use one of those heat lamps people use to raise bird eggs. It's not as powerful as the sun, so my breasts wont grow because of it, but its powerful enough to notify my milk sack that its time to milk! Convenient, right?" Anne brought over the coffee cup, and held it under her nipple. "Now, the milk doesn't come out immediately, so until it gets a signal, like, a thorough massage or something, they'll just keep filling and stretching, and that's really painful, so I try to let it all out at about half fu- Ngah!" You saw Anne's breast begin to stretch, and veins began to be visible. "Oh god...! Make it stop...!" She quickly smacked the coffee cup to the side, and took out two empty milk jugs, and pressed on her breasts as gently as she could. You watched a thick stream of milk pour from out of Anne's nipple and drop into the milk jug. One breast full of milk was two jugs by itself. You began to wonder how much milk a sun-expanded breast could contain. "I honestly love to lactate... Well, when I'm feeling horny enough." Anne said, emptying out the first two jugs into a larger container, and then beginning to empty her remaining boob. "But sometimes, I get distracted, and when I get distracted while i'm building up milk, I make too much, and... well... what you just saw happens." She said, passing you a cup of her milk. "Try it!"

"..." You gave a Anne a look, saying something like 'You are some crazy bitch.'

"C'mon! Bottoms up!" Anne seemed eager for you to try the milk that you just watched her **** out of her special boobs. "There's nothing wrong with it! Its just like any human woman's milk, but better!"

You listened to Anne's words and looked down at the cup of Anne's Milk in front of you. You took the cup, and squeamishly began to drink it. Once it touch your tongue, you figured that Anne was right. It was really sweet! Like, two more cups of sugar had been dumped in! This milk was delicious! Aside from it being a little warm. But an ice cube or two could fix that.

"W-wow! This is really good! How is it so sweet?!" You asked, still astonished by the amazing taste of Anne's milk.

"Well, you know how I told you I was part plant, right?"

"Yeah, I remember. Why?" You asked.

"Well, from the little sun this leaf gets, it flows through my body, and creates chlorophyll! My own food! It's really sugary and sweet, so it often flows into my breasts while I produce milk. That's why my milk is so sweet!"

"But don't you need that Chlorophyll to feed yourself? Why put it into your milk? Wont you starve?" You ask.

"Hey! Don't forget about what plant I am! A piranha, remember? I'm a meat-a-tarian."

"A meat-a-tarian? Don't you mean a carnivore?" You corrected her. Anne wasn't too pleased.

"Yeah, but meat-a-tarian just sounds better."

"Alright... Well, do you think you could come by my place for a second?" You ask, Anne still oblivious to your plan.

"Um... Sure?"

Anne had to put on her heavy trench coat to block her tits from the sun so they wouldn't expand. Once you two got home, you instantly tied her up.

"W-what are you doing?!"

"Making profit off of you." You replied.

"S-so I'm a sex **** now?"

"No. You're a cookie ****." You said, trying to lighten up the fact that you had just kidnapped a person.

"You should have said so! I love baking! I just cant let you bake my Sweet Treats though."

"Does it look like you have a choice?" You asked.

"Well, I cant really bake anything while I'm tied up."

You facepalmed at Anne's stupinity. "Since the secret to your Sweet Treats is your breast milk, if I want to get rich, I'll need you here to produce it."

Anne's horny side liked this idea of yours. Being milked dry by human hands. Like a dream come true! But the other side of Anne was hating this. She didn't want to become a cow!

"You wont get away with this!!! I wont be able to produce milk either because this house blocks me from the sun! HA HA!"

"I can make my way around that." You said, opening every window in the house.

"Damnit..." She sighed.

"Now, you said... when your tits are exposed to the sun they grow... right...?" You questioned.

"Yeah...? Why!?"

You tore off the trench coat Anne was wearing. She only had her normal wear on now.

"Oh hell no! OH HELL NO! SOMEONE HELP! HELP!"

You put your hand over her mouth, and then duct taped it shut.

"This'll only hurt for a moment!~" You say, tearing off her dress, leaving Anne just about completely naked, since she doesn't wear a bra.

Then, she felt the sun beat down on her boobs, causing her boobs to grow and produce milk at the same time.

"Mfff! Ngh!!" Anne wanted you to stop. Tears fell from her eyes. You took a large, tin pan and placed it directly under Anne. Then, you took a meter stick and slapped her breasts as hard as you could.

"MMFF!!!" Anne shouted.

Milk shot out of Anne's nipples rapidly, filling the container. You then put a cap on each of Anne's nipples.

You took the tin and baked Anne's sweet treats to sell to the world as your own creation, despite Anne behind you, protesting. Every day her breasts got bigger and bigger, and soon enough, it was only the milk that was growing Anne's breasts. You had closed the windows so no one would figure out.