Warm Up

Amber walks away, her sculpted and thick thighs pulling up her athletic shorts slightly. She can see Juan stare at her, much to her enjoyment. The stacked blonde pulls a small black hair tie from her wrist, and after a few seconds of wrestling with her long blonde hair, ties it up in a ponytail. Out the corner of her eye she can see Juan begin to do squats, but it's very clear all his attention is focused on her. As giddy as this makes her, she has work to do. She didn't get this toned body by doing absolutely nothing. She ran her hand over her abs and remembered the countless hours working at her family's farm and all the hours she put in this very training room. She breathed in deeply through her nose, and exhaled. She began her warm up with interval training. Amber raised her arms and began to do jumping jacks, slamming her hands to her sides as she jumped up in the air repeatedly. She hoped the new sports bra she bought would be enough to contain her enormous breasts. Amber was already beginning to sweat when she could feel the fabric of the sports bra strain as her tits rose and fell violently with each movement. As she continued, Amber could feel the heat of the room catching up to her, especially with her black hoodie. Drenched in sweat, Amber breathed heavily. "Feel the burn, burn the feeling."

Hardening her resolve and pushing any thought of the sports bra being stretched to it's limits to the back of her mind, Amber started to shadow box. Imagining an invisible opponent, Amber threw combos and moved around like she would in an actual fight. She could feel the sports bra bite into the flesh of her breasts and she threw combinations and blocked imaginary punches.Ouch, that fucking hurts. I really think I bought the wrong size...Then a sudden realization hit her...Did I grow?

The blonde country girl had been keeping a secret. Amber Sharpe had started lactating. She didn't know exactly when it started, but one day she had woken up to a large we stain on her shirt and bed. Ever since then she had to pump regularly, and every time she did, she got extremely aroused and ended up masturbating. Amber couldn't confirm whether or not she had grown in bust size since she started her increased lactating, but the sports bra left no doubt. She needed a larger bust size. When she had started to produce more milk, she quickly realized her regular pump wasn't enough. It became so bad, that the built up pressure would cause her to constantly leak, sometimes leaving puddles of milk on the floor. So to address this she bought milking pads and with a little elbow grease modified a new milking machine her family had bought for their herd of cows. Her legs quivered at the thought of being strapped to that milking machine.

Juan had tried to warm up and stretch, but his inner pervert had gotten the better of him. As he lazily did his crunches, he kept stealing glances at Amber, enjoying the way the country girl's massive chest bounced in her tight hoodie as she shadow boxed. Juan wondered if the had anything supporting her under that hoodie. Maybe if he was lucky, during class he might even be able to sneak in a peek at some cleavage or maybe if they worked some jiu-jitsu or wrestling, he could find himself pressed to those impressive mammaries. Juan quickly buried the thought and tried to hide his erection, lest he be kicked out. Placing his eyes back on Amber, he noticed her face was flushed and that she was breathing heavily.

"Hey, Amber." The blonde amazon, hunched over, looked up.

"Yeah, just...the heat....plus, I'm a bit rusty." The blonde faintly laughed.

Juan reached into his duffel bag and grabbed a bottle of water, quickly bringing it to the blonde. As he extended his hand forward with the water bottle, the blonde stood straight up to her full height, pushing her chest to Juan's eye level. Amber cleared her throat. "Oh, sorry." Juan blushed.

Amber laughed accepting the water bottle."I appreciate the attention and it's my fault for pushing the girls there, but don't stare too long or your eyes will fall out!"

Juan watched as the tired blonde gulped down the bottle, water spilling over the edges of her mouth and much of it ending on her hoodie. Amber coughed. "I really should know better than to chug water like that. Plus, my hoodie is all wet."

"Juan?"

Juan had become transfixed with Amber's chest. The water had matted down the material, which was already soaked with sweat, and Juan could make out the faint outlines of what appeared to be two very thick nipples. "Juan?! Class is about to start." Juan was shaken from his haze by Amber's frantic voice, reluctantly tearing his eyes away from her soaked hoodie.