Miley sat tapping the table top nervously, just a few days ago she had taken doctor Asha's advice and had hired a personal trainer. As for her doctor she had not been impregnated even though she had been filled with enough sperm to bloat even a horse. The trainer in question was somewhat well known but was a major mystery to the public. Also she agreed to Miley's condition for utter secrecy at the cost for extra money, which wasn't a problem considering that her latest music video and song, 'Wrecking Ball', was the number 1 song, and was even being selected as best Music Video for the MTV Music Awards.
Rachel was cooking humming gently, as if it were possible her breasts swelled up even more shortly after Miley had been sucking from them each time they fucked now. While Rachel didn't mind neither the growth or Miley's sucking she did complain that bra's were starting to not fit her properly.
Suddenly the door bell rang and Rachel looked up, "I'll get it," She said, "Get to the bedroom." She told her. Miley obeyed and shuffled to her room, even with her hypothesis confirmed it still was a problem unloading without getting too aroused. That and it was getting even hard to just move around with her giant nuts, hopefully the training from the trainer would help rectify that problem.
She heard the footsteps, "She's over here and remember nobody but you, me, and her know about this. And trust me when I say you tell anybody and you're ass is grass." Rachel said. Miley felt a thud in her heart at the love and loyalty Rachel had for her.
'Better than most of my past boyfriends.' she thought warmly.
"What can be so bad that it requiiiiiieeeeehhhhhhh..." the trainer walked in and saw. Her mouth dropped. Miley looked at the trainer.
It was a woman, caucasian with freckles on her face and down her neck, and more than likely on her chest as well, she had red hair that was pulled down into a ponytail and was currently wearing a sweatshirt on top, while her legs were in black tights. She also wore gym sneakers. "OK I guess that's why. Ahem your secret is safe with me but uh..." Began the trainer.
Miley narrowed her eyes, "But what?" She asked...
Wed Apr 13 01:30:10 2016