Mommy's Milk

Lucy thought about what option to pick but just couldn’t decide. None of these options seemed to be punishments. The poor girl was torn between options, Gaze oversensitivity seemed like it could be fun but as much as she liked the attention she gained with her new body, there was a deep worry about what she would feel if she could sense everything they wanted to do to her.

The other two options both sounded fun in their own way. She imagined herself through the crowded hall, barely as tall as most people's chest but with tits so big they reached her waist giving anyone a view of her pale cleavage as it swung side to side. Her hand drifted to her panties as she thought about Chris being able to pick her up like a toy and throw her around. As hot as that was, she also thought about how hot it would be to feel her boobs grow heavy and full with milk, weighing on her chest as they begged to be milked.

Looking down, Lucy made up her mind as her now massive rack obscured her vision and she grew aroused. Her panties grew moist as she cupped her boob and squeezed.

“Well, with tits like these…” She muttered to herself as she tapped the Mommy’s Milk option. With this choice, the once shy nerd had finally begun to embrace her sexuality. Lucy’s reserved side was slipping further away, her long repressed sexuality blossoming.

This time, the change didn’t cause anything noticeable, just a slight dizzying effect as she felt reality warp to fit this new change. Lucy took a second to gather herself, she could have sworn that she felt something stir in her breasts. Cupping the heavy orbs hanging on her chests she gave them a soft squeeze. Much to her disappointment, she felt no difference and dropped her boob from her grasp, creating a soft slap as it bounced against her ribs.

Lucy let out a big yawn, her eyes drifting to her alarm clock, “No way it’s almost midnight.” She said aloud to the empty room. The eventful day had worn Lucy out and finally caught up with her. Guess I might as well get in bed she thought as she laid down, practically falling asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

As Lucy’s body rested, her mind grew restless, running rampant with the **** hormones that coursed through the young woman's body, influencing her dreams. ​​She tossed and turned all night, her enhanced boobs preventing her from laying on her stomach.

The busty goth found herself standing in an empty locker room. She looked down at herself and giggled at how big her titties were. The corset she wore was absurd, forcing her tits up so high out of her top that they brushed her chin, creating a jiggling, wobbling shelf of tit-flesh with cleavage so deep she could sink her arm up to the elbow in it. It took Lucy a few seconds to drag her eyes away from her boobs but she finally did, noticing the short skirt she wore that didn’t cover even half of her butt.

This must be some kind of lingerie set, she thought to herself, her fingers finding the slit in the panties that allowed easy access to her moist sex.

Looking around the locker room, Lucy heard the sound of running water coming from around a corner. Curious, she went to investigate, rounding the corner and finding herself in the showers, steam billowing out of a closed curtain.

As she got closer, Lucy could smell the faint scent of Chris’ unique cologne which drove her crazy and covered her body in chills. She crept closer and peeked into the shower, looking through a small gap between the wall and curtain.

Chris had his back to her, the steam curled off his body as he washed himself. Lucy watched the muscles in his back ripple as he scrubbed himself, her pussy growing even more wet as she indulged in her voyeurism.

Without warning, Chris turned to rinse the body wash off and Lucy caught a glimpse of his cock for the first time, the subject of many late nights as she fingered herself. His dick hung heavily on top of his large balls, even soft it was clearly large, easily 6 inches, and thicker than anything she had seen before.

The size of his member caught her off guard and caused her to let out a soft gasp. Her hand shot to her mouth but it was too late, Chris had heard her and with one arm, swung the curtain open. Lucy stumbled over her words as she tried to explain herself and as she did, a smile crept across his face and he reached for her.

His strong hand wrapped around her waist and pulled her past the curtain. The short girl couldn’t say a word as he pressed against her, his still soft cock pressed against her torso just beneath her boobs that squished between them, her rapid breath causing them to rise and fall in a sensual, jiggling motion.

The hand on her back pulled her closer as his member grew hard against her stomach, the water soaking the lingerie. Lucy’s breath caught in her throat as she felt just how large his penis was, it pressed up between them, the tip of it poking the bottom of her breasts as it reached 9 inches in length.

Lucy woke up with a start, a deep gasp escaping her lips. She rubbed her eyes as she lay in shock, reminiscing about the dream and frustrated that it had ended before it got good.

I wonder if it's that big in real life, Lucy thought, the image and feeling of his thick rod still burned into her mind. Her already soaked snatch getting even more wet at the thought.

She grunted slightly as she sat up, the huge boobs hanging from her chest were hot but not without their drawbacks. While they were large and cumbersome, their weight undeniable, she found that it didn’t strain her back as she thought they would. For a split second, she felt a pang of regret about making them so big but as she looked down at the basketball-sized tits on her relatively short frame, she quickly overcame it.

A breeze blew through the window, the curtains billowing around her as she basked in the warm fall air. Lucy could hear the distant rumble of speakers in the distance, a keen reminder that there was a football game today. Having little interest in sports, Lucy had never attended a single game. She never understood the appeal of watching a bunch of guys run headfirst into each other, only to move a ball a couple of feet. Lucy’s mind wandered as she thought about the big, muscular, strong men, especially Chris who would be on the field today. Maybe football isn’t so bad, she thought to herself.

Lucy slid to the side of the bed, her boobs wobbling as her feet made contact with the floor. They felt heavier than they did the night before yet they looked perkier, sitting high on her chest and much more round. Gently holding them, Lucy noted the skin felt tight and they wobbled less, feeling much more… full.

Ignoring the dull ache in her chest, Lucy got to work picking out an outfit. I’ll definitely stand out with these bad boys, she thought referring to her tits, but I need Chris to be able to see them from the field.

The first outfit that caught her eye was a purple crop top. It was simple and perfect as it was going to be warm today and she didn’t want to overheat. Pairing the top with a set of black shorts, she would be perfectly comfortable.

Lucky for Lucy, her clothes had grown with her thanks to the magic of the app but that didn’t mean her enhanced bust didn’t look any less ridiculous squeezed into the shirt. The low-cut crop top accented her slim waist while also showing miles of cleavage as the plunging neckline left little to the imagination.

Her nipples poked against the soft fabric of her top and for a split second she considered putting a bra on over it but her mind was still clouded by the arousal from her dream. It would be rude to cover these, she said as she once again cupped her breasts. Lucy’s hard nipples poked her hand and she gave them a gentle tug, her knees quivering from the electrifying sensitivity.

Lucy grabbed her small handbag and hurried out the door, eager to get to the game and see what Chris thought of her new assets. While she made her way across campus, her mind continued to wander back to her dream. She was already forgetting some of the details as her memory faded but one thing stood out that even now caused her to soak her panties. Lucy thought about how tall Chris was, or rather, how short she was. He was already taller than her but in her dream, the height difference was much more dramatic, so much so that his dick was pressed just below her tits. She couldn’t help but regret not picking the short stack punishment.

She shook her head. _Now isn’t the time to worry about it, She chided herself, get to the game so you can find good seats in the front before warm-ups are over._

A line had formed at the gates of the stadium as people queued up to buy tickets. Lucy approached the end of the line and was noticed for the first time, or at least her boobs were. She was used to people ignoring her or at least looking her in the eye and over the past few days got used to people gawking, but for the first time people weren't just looking at her cleavage, they were gawking. Lucy had always heard girls say “My eyes are up here,” when a guy stares at their boobs and she found that she didn’t care. In fact, Lucy found it incredibly hot any time she caught someone staring at her jiggling jugs.

Not only were guys checking her out but so were girls, her pale skin seemed to shine in the bright sun and draw everyone's attention to her. The line moved quickly and before long Lucy was at the ticket window. Sitting in the booth was a pimple-faced nerd that she recognized as Alex, the president of the robotics club.

Leaning forward on the counter, Lucy said, “Hey can I get one ticket please?”

Alex did his best to avert his eyes, avoiding eye contact with her or the twin orbs that threatened to pop out of her tank top. “J- Just one?” he asked, “That’ll be $8.”

Lucy did her best not to frown as she slid the money over and took the ticket, wondering why someone she was friends with could barely acknowledge her. He ought to be used to me being a busty goth right?

“Hey, Lucy!”

Lucy’s heart skipped a beat as someone called her name. She turned toward the direction of the voice and saw an attractive girl standing with a group, waving at her enthusiastically. Unsure of what to do, Lucy approached the girls.

“What’s up, guys?” She asked, playing it cool until she figured out just how reality changed.

“Not much, just waiting for the game to start,” The first girl said.

“Yeah, are you going to the party after the game?” another girl asked.

“Uhhh,” Lucy said as she thought, “I wasn’t planning on it.”

“Thank god,” The second girl said.

“Ava! That's not nice!” The first girl said.

“Well I’m sorry Heather, but it's just no fun when Lucy comes because all the guys fawn over her even though she doesn’t put out.” Ava said defensively, poking fun at Lucy.

The first girl that Lucy now knew as Heather laughed a little before saying, "Yeah she is right, I wish I was as big as you.”

Lucy was enjoying the banter among her friends but she frowned as she said, “You are plenty big.” Gesturing at Heather's boobs that were large by any standard, easily GG cups tucked away in her t-shirt.

“I may be big but it’s nothing compared to you! Life would be a cakewalk with tits like those.”

“Yeah but the back pain is something else,” Lucy said, trying to make them feel better. Truth be told the app must have used some magic to help support her hefty boobs, reducing what should be crippling weight to more of an afterthought than anything. Now that she was thinking about her boobs, she felt the ache from earlier had grown much stronger. Looking down at herself, she noticed her nipples had gone from stiff and somewhat visible to hard as diamonds and were poking so hard against her shirt that they threatened to chafe.

Is this part of Mothers Milk? Will I start to lactate if I don't do something about this?

While Ava and Heather continued to talk and giggle amongst themselves, Lucy began looking for any excuse to sneak off from the group.