As the diminished class exits the building, the doors are locked behind them. Mr. Minchest leads the class around the facility, talking about the more technical aspects: the pasteurization process, the bottling process. You, Phillip, are trying to follow the process. It seems quite normal that part of the class is doing other activities. You are wondering when they will rejoin, but then you get distracted as you look at your female class mates:
You walk besides Miriam, who seems to be getting uncomfortable. She scratches her chest and starts to blush. When she thinks nobody is watching, she is readjusting her bra. Similar movements happen with the other girls. At one station, the class stands in a corner watching a pasteurization machine, several of the girls stand a little back. After you leave, you take a look back and to your surprise you can see several bras lying on the floor.
You have been fascinated for a while by Miriam. Not only, but definitely also because her large breasts. You wanted to ask her for a date, but she made it clear that she was not interested, but still you kept fantasizing about her, not to be romantically in love, but to fondle her breasts and fuck her senseless. - Something that become even more hot because it was so unattainable.
She is now more and more openly fiddling with her bra even though she is embarrassed that you and others can see this. "Hey Miriam, what's up? Are you OK?", you ask her, sounding as innocently as possible.
She blushes. "To be honest, my bra really itches. It is really a bad fit. I don't know. I am not sure it's appropriate to take it off." "I am sure no one will mind." But she is still keeping it on.
The class reaches the next station. There is a row of seats connected to a row of padded benches. In the connection between them are what looks like milking devices, two for each seat. Mr. Minchest announces, "to get a better feeling what this is about, ladies, please all take a seat."
The girls sit on the seats. Since the are quite low, the need to basically kneel, putting their calves below the seats in the cushioned places for them.
"Boys, please each find a girl" You kneel besides Miriam. Instinctively, you know what to do.
"Hey Miriam, let me make it more comfortable for you", you say and fix her calves with a band over her ankles, and just below the knee. Than you remove her shoes. "Better?"
Miriam is quite confused "I guess?"
"How is your bra?" "Still very itchy and tight" "Let me help you there." and you slowly open the buttons of her blouse, looking deep into her confused eyes.
She really likes that her boobs get less pressure, and she is starting to be turned on, but she is quite unsure whether this is appropriate. But it feels so good to her when your hands 'accidentally' touch her boobs.
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