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More Milk for More Maidens"Aren't you done changing yet, April?", Victoria yelled from the kitchen. As her younger co-worker didn't reply she sighed. "Man, first day in our first job, and she can't even get into her uniform." Lowering her green eyes the tall girl looked at the clothes she wore: A short black dress alongside a white apron and matching boots. There was also a white maiden's cap tucked into her short crimson hair. "The chief maiden will be here any moment", she mumbled. "Said something about a "special test" on the phone. And that butler just gave us our uniforms and told us to go straight into the kitchen once we have changed – the rich surely are More Milk for More Maidens by ~I3reacl
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More Milk for More Maidens"Aren't you done changing yet, April?", Victoria yelled from the kitchen. As her younger co-worker didn't reply she sighed. "Man, first day in our first job, and she can't even get into her uniform." Lowering her green eyes the tall girl looked at the clothes she wore: A short black dress alongside a white apron and matching boots. There was also a white maiden's cap tucked into her short crimson hair. "The chief maiden will be here any moment", she mumbled. "Said something about a "special test" on the phone. And that butler just gave us our uniforms and told us to go straight into the kitchen once we have changed – the rich surely are
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"Aren't you done changing yet, April?", Victoria yelled from the kitchen. As her younger co-worker didn't reply she sighed. "Man, first day in our first job, and she can't even get into her uniform." Lowering her green eyes the tall girl looked at the clothes she wore: A short black dress alongside a white apron and matching boots. There was also a white maiden's cap tucked into her short crimson hair. "The chief maiden will be here any moment", she mumbled. "Said something about a "special test" on the phone. And that butler just gave us our uniforms and told us to go straight into the kitchen once we have changed – the rich surely are weird!"
On the kitchen counter, she then noticed two glasses of milk, alongside a note: For the newbies from the veteran♥ "Sweet!", Victoria squeaked in delight, smiling as she emptied one of the glasses in a few gulps. Once she placed it on the table again she began to feel a bit strange – not sick or bad, just strange. Leaning against the table Victoria noticed a tingle in her chest, slowly engulfing her little breasts. When she took a look down herself she saw a small bump forming in her apron, steadily rising from her body. The bump slowly divided itself into two rounding bulges, Victoria's eyes widening as she watched her breasts growing right in front of her.
Clenching the edge of the table Victoria threw her head into her neck. A warm shiver was running from her breasts through the entire rest of her body, the 20-year-old closing her eyes at the sensation. With every ounce her body gained she felt a stronger drag in her shoulders, increased by the rising pressure inside her clothes. Curving towards full spheres her small domes pulled on the fabric of her maiden uniform, taking the little space left inside it. Beneath her apron her black dress was growing painfully tight, struggling to keep her blowing bust contained. The bulges in her fabric gradually approached each other, smoothing the wrinkles of her apron. Her athletic figure had already curved out noticeably, her chest standing slightly off from her body. The tingle inside it was still growing, or at least it felt so to Victoria. The bigger her bosom became, the better she could feel what happened around it: the growth, the pressure of her clothes, the tingling of her skin – everything was getting clearer and more intense over time. Although she was a quite strong-willed person, Victoria had a hard time keeping a cool head. Through her apron two peaks showed her inner struggle, while a slight blush formed on the maiden's face.
As she was fighting with herself her breasts grew another inch forward, tearing at the stability of her dress. With a power Victoria wouldn't have expected from it her maiden uniform withstood the swelling bustline, holding it back. Despite the slight deformation this caused her breasts still remained a round appeal to them, underlined by the smooth fabric lying on them. Standing proudly off from Victoria her bosom began to flare over her body, gently brushing her arms. Unconsciously, Victoria twitched her fingers, gulping down a moan as the young woman suppressed the rising urge to grope herself.
As the sensitivity of her breasts increased Victoria began to pant – it was getting hard for her to concentrate. Still, in worry of herself, she managed to peek at her growing bust: Where she would usually see a flat board a pair of firm curves now greeted Victoria, the tall woman looking like she had put small coconuts into her uniform. Memories of a time when she had put oranges into her top called back into her mind – only this time, her fruits were not made out of fruit flesh, but flesh flesh.
Pulling herself together Victoria loosened herself from the kitchen table. This was ridiculous: After several tough years in high school she had finally come to accept her body, and now she was growing from some random milk?! Shaking her head at this absurdity Victoria ran out of the kitchen, looking for somebody who could help her. Each step shook her breasts a little, but as they were tucked firmly inside her clothes, they remained relatively calm. The larger they became however the more the shakes turned into bounces, sending a leaping pain through Victoria. With her growing bust she dashed through the old mansion, desperately searching for help. The growth was hard to spot as she ran, but she clearly felt every additional bit of bosom rub against her uniform. Strained from the strengthening jumps she could already hear the first seams of her dress ripping apart – considering it was made for someone with practically no chest, it was a miracle it had hold out that long.
Getting more panicky (and busty) by the second Victoria rushed through the mansion. Behind each door however she only found a spacious, but deserted room. And everytime she stopped the momentum of her breasts was heavier, their diameter already surpassing that of CD's. During one of her stops then a loud rip could be heard from the top of her dress, the sound sending goosebumps over Victoria's back. At her collar, she could feel a small part of her bosom being uncovered, exposing a small amount of cleavage. Though it wasn't quite as compressed anymore her bulging bosom continued to tear on her dress, deepening her neckline – luckily, her white apron was lying relatively high, so the rift soon vanished underneath it. Since her growth showed no signs of stopping though Victoria knew it was only a matter of time until it would rip as well. Quickening her steps she kept running through the mansion, her meat buns jiggling in every direction as they grew out from her.
Meanwhile, a woman roughly a head shorter than Victoria had entered the kitchen, wearing the same outfit as her. Her smooth amber hair swayed slightly as she turned her head from side to side, her hazel eyes searching for her roommate. "Um, Victoria?", April called into the room. Her voice was rather shy, and not very loud. Instead of her friend she spotted a glass of milk on the table. "Guess I should drink it", she said after reading the note. "It would be impolite to refuse a gift from our new employer."
Quickly she drunk out the entire milk. After she had put the glass back on the table a tingle arose in her modest chest, making her feel a little uncomfortable. Under slight blushing April watched as her decent B-cups began to develop, enlarging the bump in her apron. The already snug bra she wore was slowly overflown by her breasts, while their rising sensitivity caused a stirring sensation inside the 18-year-old. Clearly one could hear the fabric of her black dress getting stretched, her body shivering slightly as the pressure inside her uniform steadily increased. Slowly, her upper curves reached out, straining her clothes. Every new pound her bust gained deepened the blush in April's face, until it was shining like a tomato. She wanted to run off like Victoria, but the pleasant feeling her growth caused took most of her self-control away. Her bra, already a cup-size too small for her, was hurting April, the white cups trying to push her breasts back into her body.
Feeling restless April jumped up and down, flapping her arms through the air. Her bosom rubbed against her clothes, causing her arms to move faster. She gasped quietly when her sensitive orbs started to bump against each other, again and again, until they constantly touched one another. Her tight clothes forced her progressing bustline back, April's mind wavering at the upcoming sensations. With a loud snap the lock of her bra broke apart, jutting her breasts to the size of softballs. Free from underwear they wobbled forth and back from their outburst, moving like jello inside her uniform.
Immediately April stopped hopping. Growing into full spheres her breasts pushed her broken bra off, letting it fall down to her waist. Though they were round and heavy they still stood firmly off from her body once the jiggling had subsided, their sagging at the absolute minimum of what their weight allowed. Like white silk her apron was lying perfectly smooth over her bosom, while her dress looked and felt several sizes too small around her chest. The tingling engulfed her entire body, growing stronger the tighter her clothes pressed on her milkjugs. On top of the bulging mounds two smaller bulges suddenly poked through her apron, only slightly noticeable, but still there. Overwhelmed April let out a moan, so shallow it probably couldn't be heard outside of the kitchen. In stuttering movements she rose her arms up towards her bosom, slowly opening her palms. Just before she could put her shaking hands around her breasts though April hesitated. The little distance was quickly closed though, the fabric of her apron brushing her fingers. As the soft spheres flowed into her hands April's eyes shot wide open, but then quickly closed them again. The contact with her breasts brought her arousal to a new level, the small peaks on them thickening a little.
Unable to hold herself back the shy girl grabbed her tits. The firm curves pressed softly against her palms, fitting perfectly into her cupped hands. Putting her head back April felt like her feet were lifted up from the ground. Another moan slipped through her lips, this time a little louder. As her breasts outgrew her palms she began to massage the mounting mass, gently, but determined. Each grope send a greater wave of pleasure through her body, her nipples growing from time to time. The little part of April's mind that still worked kept her from getting too wild, though occasionally it let a moan escape from her mouth, getting more frequent and louder over time. After some intense caressing April removed her hands from her body, and let her mounds swell out for a moment. Her breasts were around the size of large grapefruits, going for honeydews. Still not in full control of her actions she then slipped her hands beneath her apron. With only the thin cover of her dress the touch alone was enough to make her legs tremble. Pressing her buxom spheres together April opened her eyes. Her eyeballs then rolled up towards the ceiling as she felt a rising amount of body mass between her fingers, the teen thoroughly kneading her soft flesh. Each drive made her breath go a bit harder, her pleasure bursting out in a moan from time to time. One by one the seams of her dress gave in, the ripping accelerated by her rubbing hands. April barely heard as the first holes appeared in her uniform – some were covered by her apron, while those at the sides showed small excerpts of her light-coloured skin. Under the influence of her growing assets the rifts steadily extended, her dress bit by bit turning into Swiss cheese. April didn't care though as her mind was completely focused on the massage she gave her growing assets.
Victoria in the meantime was still running through the strangely deserted house. The weight on her chest caused her to slow down a bit, and exhaustion was starting to hit her. More and more her breasts were dragging on her, going through the size of rockmelons. The rip in her dress had grown into a full V-neck, and though the tip was hidden beneath her apron it shined through the white fabric. She could feel the seams growing weaker with every bounce, her bosom pressing with full force against the apron. Knowing that it wouldn't hold on anyway she put her hands on the knot in her neck. Once it was open the apron was shot off her chest, hanging loosely at her waist. While she opened her belt Victoria took a quick look down herself. Without the apron her cleavage reached to the middle of her bosom, the meat balls inside wobbling and rubbing against each other. Though it was still ripping down a little her V-neck stayed relatively fixed due to the bulk of her chest increasing as well. The larger her bust grew the more her black dress emphasised each of its firm curves. Victoria didn't care though how sexy she looked right now, but only wished to finally stop growing and get back into clothes that fit her.
While she threw her apron away Victoria suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from the kitchen. "April!", it shot through her mind. On the spot she turned around, the resulting swing of her bosom deepening her cleavage by an inch. Pumping all her strength into her legs she dashed through the house's numerous floors, her breasts almost jumping out of her dress. Their size was almost on par with her head, and by their current growth rate probably would have busted that border before she arrived in the kitchen. The load almost made Victoria trip, but in worry of her friend she kept pushing forward, sweating and panting in exhaustion.
In the kitchen the situation hadn't changed much from before, much in contrary to April's body. Her black dress had mainly ripped apart, giving a generous insight to her bounteous breasts. The flesh was pressing through every of the numerous rifts in her dress, so her hands often moved over her bare bosom as she continued to fondle it. April moaned and panted, being short before a collapse, but she still wanted more. Without reserve she tore the remaining pieces of her dress apart. Now her breasts were only covered by her apron, and it wasn't a very good cover: On the sides her roundings were completely uncovered, while a rectangle-shaped cleavage stood between the holders. The harsh ripping caused her mounds to jiggle a bit, her large nipples rubbing against the fabric of the apron.
Putting her hands back beneath her apron April continued to massage her growing mammaries, feeling their softness without any boundaries. The surging sensations forced her a little into the knees, her moaning echoing through the whole house. She was shaking from head to toe, while her body buckled slightly under the rising weight of her chest. Her nipples were so hard it hurt her, their outlines fully visible through her apron. Its holders pressed tightly into her skin, while wrinkles appeared on the previously plain fabric as her bosom formed boils inside her apron. No feelings of pain reached her mind though, the young maiden soundly focusing on what her hands were doing with her sensitive body.
She was just about to drop herself on the ground when April finally got aware of what she was doing. "EEK!", she shrieked, quickly putting her hands off from her body. The sensations inside her didn't vanish, but at least were reduced a little. She could slowly feel them increase again however as her bosom was still growing. "I-I have to get out of here!", she screamed. With a red head she jumped towards the exit, her breasts bouncing wildly inside her tight apron.
Just when she reached the door April bumped into Victoria's boobs.
With her friend's head between her head-sized tits Victoria moaned, feeling April's breasts below her own. Being both taller and heavier than April she threw her on the ground, burying her face inside her cleavage as they landed on the floor. Quickly Victoria crawled backwards until her breasts lay on top of April's, the four milkjugs growing against each other. Both could feel the other's nipples in their soft flesh, hardening at the embarrassment of the situation. "S-s-sorry, Vicky", April stuttered. Her fragile frame sported a pair of massive F-cups, being only slightly smaller than Victoria's knockers. In her face Victoria could see April was even more exhausted than herself, and could guess what had happened inside the kitchen while she was gone.
To ease the situation Victoria forced a smile into her face. "It's okay April", she assured her friend. "I'm just glad you aren't hurt." Their breasts continued to grow against each other's, arousing the two women even further. Their firm spheres were deformed a little as Victoria lay on top of April, squishing them with her weight. Her cleavage, which had stayed relatively in place up until now, continued to tear deeper, the extension of her V-neck causing more of her skin to rub against April's. The eighteen-year-old was still staying closely behind Victoria in cup-size, her breasts swelling out of her apron. The rectangle shaped cleavage was turning into a U-form, while increasingly more body mass flowed over the sides. After a while of lying beneath her friend, April shyly rose her voice: "Um, Vicky, you're a bit heavy…"
"Oh, sorry." A little embarrassed Victoria tried to push herself off from her friend. Slowly, the two women's breasts regained their shape as she lifted her body up, the four spheres shining in all their magnitude. Victoria's had grown to a full pair of volleyballs, while April's had just surpassed her head. With trembling arms Victoria tried to stand up, her sweat falling into April's cleavage. In the end however she didn't find the strength to lift the extra weight she had gained, and her arms gave away. Falling back down her breasts crashed into April's, forcing a gasp out of her timid girl. "S-sorry", Victoria said again, her body going up and down. Under Victoria's boobs one could hear the fabric of April apron ripping, forming a narrow hole at the underside of her bosom.
Quickly Victoria put her arms back on the ground, searching for a good spot to lift herself up again. While doing so however she accidentally touched one of April's breasts. Feeling a foreign hand on her body April shrieked, wildly wavering her arms through the air. Immediately Victoria opened her mouth to apologize. But instead she also shrieked when one of April's hands ended up on her bosom. April felt the pleasure in her rising again, and mindlessly twitched her fingers around Victoria's bust. Now it was time for the red-haired maiden to let out a moan, while at the same time she reflexively groped her friend as well. Soon both women were massaging the other's growing chest with one hand, gasping and moaning at every grope. Infinite waves of pleasures ran through the women's growing curves. Almost simultaneously they put their second hand on the other's bosom as well, feeding their urges by groping one another. While the house almost vibrated under their moans their breasts continued to dock onto one another's with growing force, their cleavages looking like they were about to fuse. The hole in April's apron continued to expand, showing a diamond-shaped area of undercleavage, while Victoria's dress almost ripped down to the end of her bosom.
Their breasts wobbled and shook in their light covers, Victoria slowly drifting to the side from the quakes. Eventually she fell off from April's body, which allowing their curves to shine in their full size. Still feeling aroused Victoria quickly turned her face and basketball buns to April, who did the same with her pumpkin puppies. Without the pressure of gravity their breasts were only slightly deformed as the women faced each other, both leaning up with an arm so they wouldn't drag their bosoms over the floor. For a brief moment, April and Victoria looked into each other's face. Driven by their urges both girls suddenly put their hands underneath the other one's clothes: Victoria through the sides of April's apron, and April into the cleavage of Victoria's dress. They could feel the flesh of the other swell inside their hands, not minding as one of their arms was pressed between bosom and ground. Victoria then closed her eyes as her friend began to fondle her breasts, and then lured a moan out of April when she did the same with hers. Knotting their legs together the two burst out into ecstatic screaming and rubbing, their busts growing against each other's into ever larger dimensions.
While the two maidens went wild on the floor another woman entered the kitchen. She had brown hair with long curls, a pair of deep blue eyes, and was also wearing a maiden's uniform. In height, age and (original) proportions she stood between April and Victoria, who she watched in amusement as they lay on the ground. "Oh good, I see you possess the necessary requirements for this job!", she laughed. Watching their busts grow May quickly ran to the refrigerator. She picked a milk bottle with the label "WARNING: FROM GENETICALLY MODIFIED COWS - MAY CAUSE SWELLINGS ON SOME PERSONS" and took a generous sip from it.
Seconds later and she could feel a rising pressure inside her uniform, her chest tingling in delight. With a broad smile she put a hand on her bosom, giggling a little as it was filled with breast flesh. Her slight bumps grew into full domes, their basements approaching each other in a quick pace. Though she wasn't that sensitive yet May closed her eyes, carefully massaging one of her tiny mounds. The term "tiny" however soon didn't fit anymore, May's mouth growing dry as her breasts grew into small citrus fruits, leading her to fasten her grip.
April and Victoria meanwhile had not noticed the chief maiden's arrival, being occupied themselves. Since May had entered the kitchen Victoria had gotten close to a medicine ball rack, the rift in her dress going almost down her entire bust. Her black dress was pushed over her curving bosom, showing off a generous amount of skin. Ironically, it seemed to be held in place by her hard and large nipples. The feeling of April's hand send a constant shiver through Victoria, who was licking her lips between moans. Her friend's breasts were always following short after hers, swelling ever more through her apron. A small rip began to tear down at its top, turning her U-neck into a V-neck, while the hole on its downside steadily extended. Slowly the rift was reaching the end of her bosom, showing a small excerpt of her torso. At the same time the fabric also ripped upwards, displaying an enlarging amount of firm cleavage.
Still fondling each other they didn't even notice May she began to mound softly. Holding the bottle with one hand she cupped her curving assets with the other one. For a brief second, she could could embrace her entire breast, her fingertips touching the basements of her chest. Slowly then they were lifted up by her blowing bosom, sending prickling impulses through her body as she pushed her fingers into the fabric of her uniform. May leaned her back against the refrigerator, shivering a little as her hot body pressed against the cold door. Putting her hand away she took a look at her rack: Her apron had been lifted off a little, leaving the sides of her grapefruit-sized mammaries only covered by the smooth fabric of her black dress. Without the dress a small amount of cleavage would also have looked out above her apron, but May decided not to rip her dress apart like April. Not this time.
On the ground, things still had not calmed down: Though Victoria's growth had started to slow down, April was still swelling rather fast, steadily catching up to her friend. Her massive basketballs were pushed back by her apron, throwing wrinkles as they spilled over it. With a loud snap the belt at her belly suddenly broke apart, leading her breasts to bounce up and rub against Victoria's. Under the jiggles the white fabric of her apron evened around her bosom again, lying a little more loose on her body now. The hole on the bottom had slid up a bit, now showing cleavage at the center of her chest(if the sight hadn't been covered by Victoria's body). The red-haired girl had felt the bounce with her hands and breasts, watching as her friend overtook her in cup-size – after all, she had had started with a bit more than her, so it was only logical. April's growth then also slowed down, and the two of them gave their fondling a rest. Removing their hands from each other's bosom they silently waited for the end of their growth, panting in exhaustion.
Quietly May looked at the two woman's busts, and then at her own. Knowing that she probably wouldn't catch up with her new subordinates any time soon May took another sip from the milk bottle. Her breasts responded with a greater tingle, which send a chill over May's spine. A little faster they continued to curve towards round spheres, slightly falling off as their peaks stood several inches off from her body. Her clothes groaned at the pressure, so she pulled them down a little. This resulted in a fine amount of cleavage, quickly deepening under her rising bustline. It didn't take long until her breasts surpassed game balls, now swelling through the data medium area.
More and more flesh pressed out of her clothes, forming a swollen cleavage. Though they started to hang a little, the firmness of her breasts didn't suffer under their weight. Her back and shoulders, which had already endured numerous growths, didn't hurt or drag, even though she didn't wear a bra, so May could fully enjoy the feeling her growing mounds granted her. As her breasts lifted the fabric up from her body she pressed it into the gap between her boobs and torso, ensuring her clothes would underline the roundness of her assets. And since her hand was back at her bosom anyway she decided to squeeze it some more, the sounds of pleasure soon leaving her lips again.
With her proud bustline extending beyond her shoulders May now approached melon scales. Her clothes slid lower and lower, the depth of her cleavage going through the length of her fingers. The collar of her dress arched slightly, turning into a quite revealing V-neck. Flesh poured out of her cleavage as it tried to squeeze itself out of her narrow clothes, while her massage caused the fabric to move a bit on her left breast. Feeling sexier by the second she pulled her uniform even lower, revealing a wide open-hearted excerpt of her bosom. When her breasts slowly came into range of her head she removed her back from the refrigerator. Taking a few steps forward she walked around the two women on the floor, gleefully enjoying every of her bounces as she examined the two. Their expansion was practically over, leaving them with breasts around the diameter of hubcaps. The difference in size was only vaguely visible, and May thought it was mainly because Victoria's dress was tighter than April's apron. Both pieces of clothing provided only an insufficient job of covering their bodies though: May could easily gaze down at Victoria's boobs from her shoulders to her waist, the fabric just barely gracing her areola. April's cleavage was around a third smaller, but her apron left a nice display of the sides of her bosom, and she also had the breast-filled hole at its center. Despite the apron lying loose on her body it was still pressing slightly into her skin, showing off every alluring curve the teen possessed, while Victoria's tight black dress gave her a slinky, somewhat seductive look.
At their feet May stopped. Beneath their skirts she could see April was wearing a pair of white panties that covered her whole butt, while Victoria's were black and a little more revealing. After staring at their underwear a little more she put her gaze back on the most noticeable parts of their bodies. Their bosoms were roughly twice as big as her own, looking like soft, meaty pillows. "Boob bomb!", May suddenly shouted, jumping on her subordinates. The two women gasped at the sudden crash, their breasts wobbling and jiggling furiously as May landed on top of them. The chief maiden used this opportunity to pour some milk into their mouths, which they mindlessly gulped down. With a chuckle May then drunk the rest of the milk herself, and threw the empty bottle away. Lying on top of two massive busts May felt as her growth picked up again, while at the same time she was lifted up by the rising bosoms beneath her.
With her growth speeding up again Victoria felt the seams of her dress reaching their limit: On her right side a loud rip proclaimed the first lose of her dress, revealing a small amount of her skin. Going from hubcaps to car tires her breasts squeezed with greater force against the others', May's increasing load smothering her outstanding curves. As her cleavage pressed ever higher Victoria put her head back as far as possible, while at the same time she tried to keep her mouth shut. Another rip on the other side of the bosom and she could feel the ground on most of her left breast, the hole steadily growing alongside her bust. The cool ceramic finally managed to break Victoria's composure, the young woman moaning wildly as she pushed her arm through the right hole of her dress. More and more rips could be heard as she fondled her soft bosom, each new tear causing her bust to slightly bulk up. Her dress was soon littered with rips and tears, some of them larger than her head, her growing breasts trying to escape through every hole.
April meanwhile had not been so reluctant: Once her breasts were pushing stronger against the floor again she had already her hands back on them, ploughing with rising force through her soft flesh like a farmer through his field. The hole in her apron steadily grew, extending towards her cleavage and the bare sides of her bosom. Her cover grew smaller and smaller, getting surrounded by flesh from all sides. With a loud sound her apron finally ripped apart in the middle, causing her bust to jut a few inches forward. Her double-cleavage united into one giant canyon, her bosom now mainly covered by the holders of her apron. As her breasts continued to grow into beach balls April soon couldn't feel the bodies of the other maidens anymore, rubbing herself with such ferocity that she became numb to any other feeling. Her excessive fondling accidentally caused one of the holders to break, though April could neither feel nor hear it in her lustful screaming. The waves of flesh created from the outburst sent an impact through the other women's busts, her apron now only held by the pressure of Victoria's tits. With her mind almost broken April pedaled her legs through the air. Her hands were still on her bosom, but she was too aroused to even grope herself. Spit dripped from her mouth as the sensations overtook her, April only vaguely feeling as her breasts continued to grow.
May, still far away from the other maidens, quickly caught up after her third drink, each of her breasts developing right on top of theirs. From head-size she went through all kinds of sports balls, her clothes struggling to keep her swelling mammaries contained. The amount of displayed skin grew ever larger, her dress sliding down her roundings to reveal steadily more of their firm beauty. As her breasts flowed over the apron her cleavage steadily deepened, already large enough for her entire face to sink in. Instead of real moaning May began to pant heavily, louder and more lustful the larger she became. If her breasts had not laid on top of April's and Victoria's, one would have clearly seen her inner arousal on them. But so it added to the other women's arousal as May's nipples pressed into their skin. The chief maiden reached out her hands to grope herself, when a thought suddenly crossed her mind. A wicked smile on her panting face May put her hands on the bosoms beneath her. Firmly and thoroughly then she began to fondle her new subordinates, their screams and moans increasing her own pleasure.
It was literally an elevating experience as the growing assets lifted May up. Standing between basket and medicine balls the first rips could be heard from her dress, and soon after from her apron. May could feel her bare skin press against the surface of her "meat pillows", her tongue hanging from her mouth. Her breasts began to push on her arms which were still busy on the other women's bosoms, while her skirt was rising up a little – not that it had been hard to peek at her frilly pink underwear before as she was lying on top of the other maidens. Conquering the bodies of her subordinates May's rack swelled bigger and bigger, diminishing the cover her uniform provided. Her black dress was already a patchwork like Victoria's, and her apron had certainly also seen better days already. May then felt herself jumping a bit higher as the whole downside of her dress broke off, greatly boosting May's chest and creating a vast undercleavage. Her skirt slid down again, her breasts at the same time reaching the measurements the girls had when she had jumped down on them.
Victoria and April meanwhile, agitated by their superiors fondling, were both moving their arms and legs through the air, their busts still in full development. Both were practically top-naked with Victoria's dress being full of tears, and April's ripped-up apron getting pushed into her cleavage. They were feeling aroused and helpless at the same time as the weight of May's breasts increased by the second. With another loud rip the knot of the chief maiden's apron broke apart, making her breasts press stronger into theirs. The loose apron fell between her subordinates, the holders tickling them a little as they brushed over their bosoms. But instead of chuckling the two roommates groaned as the weight on them got even heavier, straining their nerves in multiple ways.
Rising ever higher May had to support herself with her legs so she wouldn't fall off. One after another the rips in her dress united, forming an ever growing alliance against the black fabric. A cleavage couldn't be really distinguished as her breasts poked out everywhere, squeezing so tightly against each other her smooth skin was throwing wrinkles. The small folds of flesh however quickly evened again as her dress steadily gave away, a giant hole already uncovering most of her left breast. With a sound bounce her right one then also blew off most of the fabric that covered it, throwing the broken pieces in April's face. Break after break her bosom freed itself from the uniform, every burst sending May another letter up the cup-bar. The front, sides, everything of her mammoth bust stood at full display, the massive mammaries pushing May's arms off from the other maidens. Spreading over their bosoms May's breasts swelled beyond beach ball size, almost on par with Victoria and April.
Since she couldn't reach the other maidens anymore May began to massage her own tits. Kneading her soft meat buns she was now as busty as the women below her, her growth showing no signs of stopping. Her body straightened up until May was back on both feet, bending herself over April and Victoria. Though she standing at their legs her feet had quite some room as their bosoms created a gap between their bodies. A little playful May kicked April's bust, giggling at her audible reaction. With her breasts growing though she soon couldn't afford those pranks anymore, her rising upper-body forcing her on tiptoes. Despite their immense measurements the bare spheres were still round and firm, squishing the breasts beneath them into the ground.
Feeling ever more chest on top of their own the two maidens eventually calmed down, their arousal decreasing. A shadow then casted itself over their faces, and when looking up they saw the dark edge of a large, round object. When their breasts had roughly the diameter of hula hoops they could feel their own growths slowing down, but the load on their bosoms was still increasing. The larger May grew the more their breasts were pressed into the ground, the massive weight almost cracking some of the ceramic tiles.
The chief maiden was almost unable to stand on her feet anymore. While her frilly dressed butt rose ever higher to keep up with her upper-body she could feel herself slowly slipping off from her fairly round underground("fairly" because she was partly squishing it flat). May tried to reposition herself, but moving breasts the size of tractor wheels was no easy task. So she was a little bit relieved, but still mainly disappointed when she could feel her growth slowing down, leaving the maiden with no sight on the ground and a pair of boobs weighting more than some adult people.
Widely grinning May looked over her gargantuan globes – or at least as far as she could. Her mountainous rack was smothering those of Victoria and April, the two girls groaning from time to time. Only an expert could have said who of the two new maidens was bigger, their breasts wobbling slightly under May's breathing. April, whose apron was completely lost inside her cleavage, buried her face into her breasts, trying to hide her embarrassment. Victoria, also only rudimentary covered by the remnants of her black dress, eventually was able to bring out a sentence: "Now I get why "expand your horizon" was underlined in that advert."
"My idea", May giggled. Her bust shook and vibrated as she spoke, every move going directly to her underlings' bosoms. "I asked the boss if I could have some help, so he allowed me to set up an announcement." With a big grin May gave her breasts a keen slap, the waves of flesh forcing a gasp out of her subordinates. "Okay, now that this is settled, let's get to business: I'm May, and I'll be your superior from now on. I look forward to be working with you! You can start by cleaning the bathrooms." Looking over the situation – or rather her bust – she added: "Um, once I've shrunken down enough to stand up from you, I mean."

# More Milk for More Maidens by ~I3reacl

Literature / Prose / Fiction / Romance / Erotic / Short Stories©2011-2013 ~I3reacl
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This is a sequel to "Milk for a Maiden"([link]), written to celebrate its 10k+ views
The concept is still the same: Since the plot of BE stories only exists as an excuse to grow breasts, it can as well be cut down to leave more room for detailed growth. Like the title suggests it features more of everything the original had: More breasts, more growth, more girls, more detail, and more... length. The length was actually the only thing that bothered me about the original, and now the sequel turns out to be one of my longest stories on DA XD
Thanks to everyone who enjoyed "Milk for a Maiden", I hope you like this story just as much
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~JARM13 Feb 20, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist
LOL , cute , sexy , funny . I enjoyed your story , well written except for a few misspellings . The problem I always have with these stories is where did all that extra breast mass come from ? One 12oz glass of milk does not equal a hundred lbs of boob . Just my problem not a complaint about the fantasy in your story . " Dam logical mind anyway "
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~I3reacl Feb 20, 2012 Hobbyist Writer
Thanks My opinion on that is that the concept of rapidly growing breasts in intself is so ridiculous and unrealistic there is no need to explain where the extra mass is coming from^^
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~UnknownPersons5 Jan 8, 2012
Awesome
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!megas222 Jul 8, 2011
very nice
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~DeathEggFan Apr 11, 2011 Hobbyist Writer
OK, asking cup size here is useless.
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~I3reacl Apr 12, 2011 Hobbyist Writer
Yep.
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~eragon1234 Apr 7, 2011
"Boob bomb!"
XD nice touch
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~I3reacl Apr 10, 2011 Hobbyist Writer
Thanks^^
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~Masterasian17 Mar 25, 2011
Wow, That.....was...the....best...story... EVA!! Loved it ^_^ Great job at it, Loved how you turned it into a sequel!
Hope to see more in the future! Keep up the good work!
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~I3reacl Mar 26, 2011 Hobbyist Writer
Thanks^^ And I will
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~tsokei Mar 24, 2011
Amazing work this is one of the best BE stories I've read!
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~I3reacl Mar 28, 2011 Hobbyist Writer
Well thank you^^
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*DrakonisLibrisRex Mar 23, 2011 Hobbyist Writer
Exelent Work! And on a side note: yes the story of BE stories can be cut diown some usually, but add more story to them and you can get a reason or 2 (or an excuse) to make a sequal or maybe even turn it into a multi part story! You don't have to if you don't want to though, just an idea or 2 you might like.
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~I3reacl Mar 23, 2011 Hobbyist Writer
That may be true, but as you can see even a plotless story can have a sequel ^^
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~Rabukurafuto Mar 21, 2011 Writer
Yes, I did enjoy this one just as much. More so. It was bigger and better in every way! All really excellent work.
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~I3reacl Mar 22, 2011 Hobbyist Writer
As I said, more of the same Thanks!
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~MelvinFTW123 Mar 21, 2011 Hobbyist Artist
I like this story too
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~I3reacl Mar 22, 2011 Hobbyist Writer
Glad to hear that, thanks!
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~MelvinFTW123 Mar 22, 2011 Hobbyist Artist
NP ^_^
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