Milking Group

Instinct guided the reporter's choice. Something about the word "group" twigged her curiosity. Maria helped her stand, the reporter unbalanced by her new breasts. Leaning forward, feeling the wait of her milkers. Disoriented more than she should be. Every time Lois blinked, she could see the pink swirls behind her eyes. Focused on putting one foot in front of the other. Not even sure where they were going.

The room was dark. It was set up like one of those new theaters. Reclining leather seats. A big screen, currently filled with pink static. There were two rows of seats, five seats to a row. Only four of them were occupied. Lois took in a blonde, a redhead, two brunettes. Something about their faces, locked on the screen, was familiar to her. Faces she knew, recognized.

The women I came to find, Lois realized.

Except they were different.

Tray tables swiveled out from the arm-rests...each adjustable to height. And on each of those tray tables, the women's breasts rested. They were bigger than Lois's. Bigger than anything Lois had ever seen on a human being. Great soft blobs, easily twice as big as each woman's head. They looked more like the udders of a cow than a human teat, and small suction cups were locked onto the nipples, pumping away. Blissful smiles on vacant faces.

"Easy now," Maria said, as she guided Lois toward a vacant chair. For the first time, the reporter could see the pair of dildoes emerging from the seat...but there was something wrong with them.

It's the holes, Lois realized. She frowned. The heads were sculpted like realistic cockheads, but in place of the urethras were inch-wide holes, round and perfect.

"These are your new friends," Maria said as she knelt down. Lois stood there, oddly docile as things happened. Some kind of cool gel was rubbed into her pussy and ass. Squeezing inside both holes. A soft moan escaped the reporter's lips. Her shoulders hurt, unused to carrying the weight of her new boobs.

Maria stood back up. She grabbed the reporter's shoulder and hip, guiding Lois down to the chair.

"Let's get you hooked up," the young woman said. She grinned into the reporter's face. "And we'll get you bigger than these cows in no time..."