"Come on! Empty, damn it!"
Anita was hushedly kneading her S-cup breasts' milk into the shower drains in the gym locker room. They were luckily unused for the day - and Anita had had to get out of sight.
No doubt Sammy had always been haughty, and liked to shove her impossible milkers into people's faces - especially Anita's - but today, she was being exceptionally explicit about them.
"How can she even handle them at that size?" Anita huffed as she did her best to have her breasts keep expressing themselves into the drains. "Seriously... I only wished for this size because I thought this was already closing on being too big. That being bigger than her wouldn't be necessary" She thought to herself as she kept at it.
"But at this rate..."
Anita wiped the sweat off her brow. She was by no means empty, but this would have to do until she could get home. She picked up her heavy-duty S-cup bra from the floor and began putting it on. If not for Sammy, this would've by far been the biggest bra meant for natural breasts in existance.
"Well... Kind of natural..." She figured.
Finishing up getting dressed, Anita began making her way to her next class. She really didn't want to be seen at this point - As hard as that was, being the owner of such a pair of humongous melons. The most humongous, in fact, if not for...
Her train of thought was halted as she noticed a distinct puddle on the floor of the hallway.
A white puddle.
She looked further down the hallway, immediately noticing and entire trail of puddles. There was no mistaking it - Sammy had been here, and recently.
Quietly, Anita followed the trail. Even now she could feel her own breasts steadily refilling with milk; perhaps spurred on by being surrounded by it.
As she rounded the corner of the hallway, a brief wail of pleasure could be heard. Looking in the distance, Anita saw her: Sammy!
Milk drippling down in puddles around her, Sammy was surrounded by a bunch of boys whom she'd asked to massage her breasts. That's what it looked like, anyway.
"Strange..." Anita thought. "She's usually so aloof - why would she suddenly let herself be groped like that?"
Those breasts, though... V-cups, if Anita recalled correctly. How was that even a size? Those monsters took up the majority of the space on Sammy's torso, protruding almost half a metre, lactated more than even Anita's, brought pleasure at even the slightest touch, and she wasn't even bothered by them?
It wasn't long before Anita realized that she wasn't being very stealthy. Most of her was hidden behind the hallway corner, sure - but her huge breasts were protruding so much that it was a miracle that Sammy didn't notice her.
Abandoning the scene, Anita couldn't help but be more and more sure of one thing:
There was someone she had to see that night.
Sun May 21 00:00:00 2017