Day 3

Alana woke up the next morning to the smell of bacon and eggs. Pete brought some out for her and she thanked him. He then asked her if she felt like going for a run.
She said she did, and Pete took her to his room to find something to wear for running. She got some shorts and decided to stick with her current shirt for running.
Pete finished breakfast and got ready himself, and they went outside to prepare for their run. They warmed up with some stretches, though Pete seemed a bit too focussed on Alana, and got ready to begin their run. Pete explained his usual route, and Alana realised that he went through the abandoned section of town. They began their run, and as Alana realised her mistake in choosing such a loose top, she began to slow down.
Pete reminded her that they have to keep their heart rate up, and she sped up to catch him. Even with such a loose top, her breasts could be seen bouncing vigorously, and Pete was looking at Alana more than necessary. She stopped at the half-way point and decided to tie the shirt at the back to try and reduce bounce. She did this, and tried jogging, and the bounce was reduced to an acceptable level, though it was still a sight to behold. As they were about to arrive back at Pete's house, Alana felt her breasts aching, and realised she needed to feed Jacob to release the built-up milk. They arrived at Pete's house, and Alana went inside to get Jacob. She undid her shirt where it had been tied, and slipped him under, but he didn't seem to be hungry. She felt something on her arm, and looked to see a note.
We already fed him for you.
The note faded, and Alana put Jacob down. She went to the bathroom to try and release some of the milk. Inside, she closed the door and pulled her shirt up. She squeezed her breasts, and was overcome with pleasure, but no milk was released. She continued, but with every squeeze, she was getting more and more horny for no results.
She stopped and breathed deeply to calm herself. She once again pulled on the white shirt, and went out to see what Pete was doing. He was in the lounge room, and he asked if she wanted to go out to buy some clothes and go to the beach. She said that sounds good, and they got ready to go. They went out the door and got into the car, where Pete asked Alana to drive. She got in the driver's seat, and started driving to the shopping centre. They arrived, and with no one around, entered the centre. They went to a large clothing store, and Alana headed straight for the women's section. Pete followed her, and Alana saw several shirts that she liked, but none would fit her.
'Wouldn't it be better to look at bras first?' Pete asked.
Alana, not wanting to tell him about her inability to wear a bra, agreed and went to find the bra section. They went up the sizes, to the largest they had available. Pete selected one off the rack.
'This looks about your size,' he said, motioning for her to hold it up against her chest.
She humoured him, knowing that the bra would be far too small, but as he didn't know the full extent of her size, he seemed quite pleased with his choice.
'It's too small,' Alana whispered in embarrassment. Pete laughed, thinking it was a joke, but stopped when he saw the embarrassment on Alana's face.
'You know that without even trying it on?' he asked, and didn't seem surprised when Alana didn't answer.
They awkwardly walked back to the women's section, and Alana selected a few shirts that she hoped would fit. Strangely, the more conservative shirts all seemed to be missing the larger sizes. She went to try them on, and Pete waited outside.
Her first selection was a light blue V-neck. She tried it on, and it fit over her breasts, but the mounds of flesh bulged out through the V, creating colossal cleavage. The next shirt was a button shirt, and like its counterparts, it wouldn't do up all the way, showing off the sheer size of her breasts and providing a valley of cleavage deep enough that if you got lost in there, you would never find your way out.
The last shirt was actually a white sweater, and when Alana tried it on, she found that the material created friction with her nipples, causing them to stick out dramatically. She felt herself becoming moist, and quickly lifted the sweater over her head, involuntarily gasping as it dragged over her rock hard nipples. Her breasts, too, were swelling from the abundance of milk inside, and Alan knew she had too release it soon.
She decided to buy all three shirts, and got dressed back in the white one. Luckily, it was loose enough that her engorged nipples were hidden.
Though something else that was engorged caught Alana's eye.
Pete was sporting an obvious hard-on, and Alana noticed him staring at her breasts more frequently than usual. He may as well have been full-on staring at the rate he turned to glance at them. As Pete bought the items at the cash register, Alana began to register the fact that Pete was actually quite handsome. Perhaps it was her aroused state, or perhaps the fact that she knew him outside of work now, but she began to admire his toned biceps and his pale blue eyes. His brown hair was unusually long, but it hung down to frame his face nicely. She snapped out of her admiration as he handed her the bag of clothes.
'Where else do you want to go?' Pete asked.
'If we're going to the beach, I should find something to wear.'
Pete stopped to think for a second.
'There's that new shop, Beach Babes,' he suggested. 'Or you could just wear what you have.'
'Beach Babes sounds good.'
Pete led the way toward the new shop, and Alana noticed his toned butt as well, through his shorts. His legs were nice too, she thought.
They entered the shop, and began to look around. Many of the items for sale were too bra-like for Alana to wear, and others too skimpy. She found two nice items though, and went to try them on.
The first was a short sun-dress. Alana tried it on, and found that it fit well over her boobs. As usual, there was a large valley of cleavage, and the strapless nature of the dress made Alana worry that it would fall, especially with her breasts straining it. But her twins also held it up somewhat. The second item was a swimming vest with a zipper going most of the way up the middle. It fit surprisingly well, and when the zipper went up all the way, Alana knew it was a good option. She changed back into her white shirt and carried her items into the shop. She nodded to Pete and he went to buy them. She noticed him flirting with the late teenage shop assistant, and decided to tease him about it.
He walked out of the shop before Alana had a chance to tease him, and when she went to follow him, she was stopped by a guard.
'Sorry, miss, but a customer says he thinks you were shoplifting,' the guard said as Pete walked over.
'I'm not,' replied Alana patiently.
'I have to search you. It's procedure.'
'Fine, but you're going to lose a customer.'
The guard turned her around and began to pad down the sides of her body. He went up her legs next, and finally began to feel around her breasts. He then separated her cleavage in his hands, looked down and after another quick feel down the sides of her globes, let her go.
Alana walked off, Pete in tow, but she was pleasantly surprised that the guard had shown such restraint. They got to the car and Alana offered to drive. Pete accepted, and they talked about work and the situation with Pauline as they drove. They both agreed Pauline was overreacting, and Pete explained that Pauline, since her reduction, had been less attractive in his eyes, leading her to be suspicious.
At one stage during the drive, Pete reached down to get mints from the driver's side. He collected them, and Alana felt his hand trail along her breasts as he brought it back, though she had no idea whether it was intentional.
They arrived at the beach, and Alana got her clothes and walked toward the bathroom to change.
Inside her stall, she pulled off her white shirt and got into the black vest. She did the zipper up and, once again, was happy to find that it fit quite well. It also minimised her visible size, as she had made a habit of doing. She pulled off her shorts next, exposing her long, lean legs and incredible bikini-clad butt, and she pulled the sundress on, completing the picture. She exited and dumped her clothes in the car, while its owner failed to do anything but stare at her. For once, his attention seemed to be on something other than her breasts, as his eyes traced her tanned legs up and down.
He caught himself staring, and pulled the towels out of the car. They were ready, and so they began to walk down the short path to the beach. As it was a sunny day, the beach was quite crowded, and many eyes glared jealously at Pete once they'd finished staring at Alana. They found a nice spot, and Alana quickly laid down her towel and discarded the sundress and began to race Pete to the water. She felt her zipper undo just a little, but as she dived into the water, she made sure to do it up. Jacob, as usual, appeared on the beach, and Alana felt relieved that she didn't have to take care of him.
This thought was lost to her, though, when she felt a splash of water from Pete's direction. She turned and sprayed water towards him, and they spent the next few minutes splashing each other like little kids. They enjoyed the water, and slowly but surely, Alana noticed the area around her becoming more populated. She decided to exit the water, and as Pete and her approached their towels, she realised her vest was quite tight from the water.
She approached her towel and laid down chest-first. She decided to spend some time tanning, and pulled the sundress on to give herself some privacy. She pulled off the vest, and put it to the side, before laying back down chest-first and pulling off the sundress. She could see Pete staring straight at the sides of her breasts, and realised how obscene this must look. She also registered that Pete could finally see her true size.
She saw Pete walk behind her and began to panic when she felt him climb on top of her. She relaxed, however, when she felt him begin to massage her shoulders, his legs either side of her. She felt her muscles loosening as he began to slide down her back. He was obviously trained in massage, Alana thought.
His hands slid down her sides and just touched the sides of her boobs, but he didn't linger too long. He finished the massage, and Alana realised her back felt much better.
'Thanks,' she said.
'I thought you looked a bit tense,' he replied.
She put her head back down and began to relax.
'I'm just going to get some water from the car,' Pete said, and walked off before Alana could answer.