Drink All Of Lois' Milk

With a lurch, Maria grabbed for the breast-pump. Before Lois could say or do anything, the young woman removed the reservoir and began chugging the reporter's breast-milk. All Lois could do was watch in mingled surprise and excitement...yet her eyes were focused on Maria's tits.

They jiggled with each deep breath, the swaying motion almost hypnotic. Lois could feel a familiar itch in her pussy, one that made her want to rub her legs together. She wasn't sure what was happening or why but...there was something so erotic about Maria's growing breasts.

Slowly, almost imperceptibly, the tanned orbs were swelling. The rising tit-flesh strained against the confines of the bra, the mounds wobbling higher. Constrained in the bra, they had nowhere else to go...and the straps were digging in on Maria's shoulders, ever so slightly more with each chug.

It must be the stone, Lois thought, still feeling the sharp pain through her left nipple. It's done something to me...and my milk, it's doing something to her. The same effect just...lessened. Communicable.

Then a stranger thought hit her: What would happen if I drank my milk? Would I get...bigger?

It was almost more terrifying and thrilling a thought than what was happening to Maria. Despite the growth the young woman was experiencing, Lois' tits were still large by comparison, about what you might expect from a big bust model. If they got bigger...there's no way I could pass them off as natural. And if my secondary breasts grew too, I'd be...a true freak.

Lois blinked as Maria drained the last drop from the reservoir, then tossed it over her shoulder. The young woman turned to eye the reporter hungrily, a strange glint in her eye.

"What are you doing?" Lois asked, feeling suddenly threatened by the way Maria was stalking towards her.

"Getting stacked," Maria answered. "I think it works better straight from the source. So c'mon, sweetie," the young woman licked her lips "Let's even you up."