Fair warning: not much of a story, just a little scenario. Lactation and bimbo-themed. Not the sort of thing I usually write, but what can I say? I got inspired. I wrote this after seeing a photoshoot by the cosplayer Stephanie Michelle. It's not necessarily "about" her, just themed off her appearance, costume, and the caption she wrote. I originally posted this on tumblr, and Stephanie even reblogged it!
Anyway, I hope you enjoy.
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"Oh my god, I can't believe how full I am!" Stephanie said as she squeezed her big tits and two streams of warm milk splashed into the bucket.
She sighed with delight. It felt sooo good to finally get it all out. The feeling of milk squirting from her nipples always made her feel all tingly, especially down between her legs. And whenever she went a few days without a milking, her titties got so sensitive! Sometimes when they were really full she could barely put on her shirt without feeling like she might explode. It felt really really good, but she couldn't even focus like that, she was too horny. One time, she was so full of milk it even started spilling out before she could get milked and completely soaked through her shirt! She knew people really liked it when that happened and that made her happy, but she didn't want to ruin all her clothes.
So she was always careful not to go too long without milking herself. Besides, it felt so good, why wouldn't she want to do it often? But then again, the longer she left it, the better it felt. Like getting a good long fucking before she came! It was so great to have titties that could do that for her all on their own. She loved her titties.
But now after getting it all out and being so relieved, she felt really tired. It was exhausting to make so much milk. She could really use something to give her some energy...
Then she saw it. The bucket of milk right in front of her. It was so obvious! What better way to replenish than with her own milk? She had so much of it, anyway.
So she picked up the big bucket full of sloshing milk and tipped it back into her mouth. It tasted so good! It was sweet and warm and thick. She was so eager to gulp it down that some of it spilled down her chin and flowed over her big round titties, then her soft, plump belly. It felt so great!
Stephanie swallowed the last of her milk and wiped off her full lips. She stood up and looked at the milk dripping off her tits and running down her thighs. It was like she was covered in cum! Tee hee. She liked that, but she couldn't spend the rest of the day all wet, so she went to wash herself off. Maybe she could put the shower head to use too...
Soon Stephanie was lying happily in the tub, well-milked and satisfied. But as she started to climb out, she felt something in her breasts. Were they already filling up again? That was fast! By the time she'd finished drying herself off, she could feel the milk swelling up her boobs all over again. It was like she hadn't been milked at all!
She ran back to the bucket to milk herself again. Maybe she just hadn't finished earlier? They were already really full, and her nipples were so sensitive it was almost too much to keep squeezing and pinching them. She could feel herself getting really wet and tingly.
Stephanie closed her eyes and bit her lip and just kept milking, but when she opened them again the bucket was already almost full and she still wasn't empty! She finished filling it all the way and went to get another. Her engorged tits were practically burning with pleasure every time her arms touched them when she reached down to carry it, and they were so swollen it almost hurt when they kept bouncing as she walked, but it felt so fucking good her legs felt weak.
Tingling all over, she finally set down the bucket and got back to milking. Her tits felt like they were about to burst and there was already milk trickling in streams down their undersides. She moaned and panted as she squeezed her huge tits from chest to nipple, pinching and rolling them to get out every last drop. Her hips bucked and rolled as she felt the warm, fresh milk flowing through her and spraying out. Her mouth was watering and her eyes were rolling back and her big hips were swinging and grinding against the air, desperate for pleasure, as her fingers kneaded into her enormous milky squishy tits. Her nipples were squirting out long sustained jets of milk while her legs were soaked with overflowing wetness.
When the last of it was finally out she had two whole buckets filled to the brim. There was milk all over her hands and tits and belly, and there were droplets and little puddles on the ground around the bucket. She collapsed in a big jiggling heap and grabbed her aching boobs. She didn't even know she could make that much milk! What happened? They looked like they had somehow gotten a little bit bigger, too... And now she was so exhausted and sore, and so thirsty...
Stephanie got up and looked into the buckets. Fresh, thick, shining white. Her milk was so delicious, she needed it. She picked one up and started chugging it down. But as she felt herself start tingling again with every drop that poured down her throat, even she could figure out what was going on.
The more milk she drank, the more she made. The more she made, the more she needed to be milked. The more she was milked, the more she needed to drink...
But it just felt so good... And now she was all full again.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy.
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"Oh my god, I can't believe how full I am!" Stephanie said as she squeezed her big tits and two streams of warm milk splashed into the bucket.
She sighed with delight. It felt sooo good to finally get it all out. The feeling of milk squirting from her nipples always made her feel all tingly, especially down between her legs. And whenever she went a few days without a milking, her titties got so sensitive! Sometimes when they were really full she could barely put on her shirt without feeling like she might explode. It felt really really good, but she couldn't even focus like that, she was too horny. One time, she was so full of milk it even started spilling out before she could get milked and completely soaked through her shirt! She knew people really liked it when that happened and that made her happy, but she didn't want to ruin all her clothes.
So she was always careful not to go too long without milking herself. Besides, it felt so good, why wouldn't she want to do it often? But then again, the longer she left it, the better it felt. Like getting a good long fucking before she came! It was so great to have titties that could do that for her all on their own. She loved her titties.
But now after getting it all out and being so relieved, she felt really tired. It was exhausting to make so much milk. She could really use something to give her some energy...
Then she saw it. The bucket of milk right in front of her. It was so obvious! What better way to replenish than with her own milk? She had so much of it, anyway.
So she picked up the big bucket full of sloshing milk and tipped it back into her mouth. It tasted so good! It was sweet and warm and thick. She was so eager to gulp it down that some of it spilled down her chin and flowed over her big round titties, then her soft, plump belly. It felt so great!
Stephanie swallowed the last of her milk and wiped off her full lips. She stood up and looked at the milk dripping off her tits and running down her thighs. It was like she was covered in cum! Tee hee. She liked that, but she couldn't spend the rest of the day all wet, so she went to wash herself off. Maybe she could put the shower head to use too...
Soon Stephanie was lying happily in the tub, well-milked and satisfied. But as she started to climb out, she felt something in her breasts. Were they already filling up again? That was fast! By the time she'd finished drying herself off, she could feel the milk swelling up her boobs all over again. It was like she hadn't been milked at all!
She ran back to the bucket to milk herself again. Maybe she just hadn't finished earlier? They were already really full, and her nipples were so sensitive it was almost too much to keep squeezing and pinching them. She could feel herself getting really wet and tingly.
Stephanie closed her eyes and bit her lip and just kept milking, but when she opened them again the bucket was already almost full and she still wasn't empty! She finished filling it all the way and went to get another. Her engorged tits were practically burning with pleasure every time her arms touched them when she reached down to carry it, and they were so swollen it almost hurt when they kept bouncing as she walked, but it felt so fucking good her legs felt weak.
Tingling all over, she finally set down the bucket and got back to milking. Her tits felt like they were about to burst and there was already milk trickling in streams down their undersides. She moaned and panted as she squeezed her huge tits from chest to nipple, pinching and rolling them to get out every last drop. Her hips bucked and rolled as she felt the warm, fresh milk flowing through her and spraying out. Her mouth was watering and her eyes were rolling back and her big hips were swinging and grinding against the air, desperate for pleasure, as her fingers kneaded into her enormous milky squishy tits. Her nipples were squirting out long sustained jets of milk while her legs were soaked with overflowing wetness.
When the last of it was finally out she had two whole buckets filled to the brim. There was milk all over her hands and tits and belly, and there were droplets and little puddles on the ground around the bucket. She collapsed in a big jiggling heap and grabbed her aching boobs. She didn't even know she could make that much milk! What happened? They looked like they had somehow gotten a little bit bigger, too... And now she was so exhausted and sore, and so thirsty...
Stephanie got up and looked into the buckets. Fresh, thick, shining white. Her milk was so delicious, she needed it. She picked one up and started chugging it down. But as she felt herself start tingling again with every drop that poured down her throat, even she could figure out what was going on.
The more milk she drank, the more she made. The more she made, the more she needed to be milked. The more she was milked, the more she needed to drink...
But it just felt so good... And now she was all full again.