"Ugh." said Rick, waving his wand. "I wish pregnant women processed excess water into milk, so they don't have to pee so often."
The effect was immediate, as the already gigantic breasts began to swell up even further, growing larger and heavier before their eyes. Trickles of milk turned to fountains, and the girls standing around chatting began to grasp their nipples and milk themselves in earnest. The air was soon thick with the smell of the sweet, creamy fluid.
As marvelous as the sight was, Jim and Rick couldn't tear their eyes away from Victoria. Her superhumanly fertile body began to assert itself once again, her gargantuan bosom bloating and swelling at a surprising rate. As she drank from her bottle with one hand, she continued milking herself with the other. However, even with the twin torrents of milk shooting out from her engorged thumb-sized nipples, her milk production began to outpace her efforts, and soon her nipples slipped from her grasp. Two of her teammates quickly leapt to support her, tugging and pulling at her massive nipples as she sighed in relief.
Soon the coach blew the whistle, and the girls proceeded to slip on their leotards and returned to the game. Victoria tugged on her leotard and jogged back to the field as fast as she could manage. Her immense nipples still stood stiff and erect, clearly visible through the thin fabric. As the game began in earnest, her milk production began to ramp up once again, pale flesh swelling up wards and outwards, threatening to block her vision. Keeping an eye on the ball, she maneuvered it away from a bouncing, heaving pink-clad girl, dribbling it down the field as she tugged at her nipples, milk running down her leotard and gushing out through the fabric. However, her concentration on the ball began to take its toll, and soon she could feel her nipples slipping from her grasp once again.
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