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Your tits grow super heavy and massive as you're trying on a sports bra until you get stuck in it, your burgeoning titflesh swelling into your armpits and obscuring your torso.

"Come on, come on! Stop fucking growing!"

I thought I had come to try and get my tits under control. That was the whole point of getting a sports bra, to keep my big fucking udders from bouncing everywhere. They had grown so much lately and I couldn't keep wearing baggy sweatshirts to keep them hidden. I needed to do something and squeezing them into a sports bra seemed like the best bet. Keep them from bouncing and minimize—however slightly—their size? Sign me the fuck up!

But as soon as I slipped myself into the sports bra, slipping my hand into the cups to shift my huge breasts into position, I could feel that familiar pressure in my chest. God, I hadn't even paid for the fucking thing and already I was destroying the sports bra! A sharp inhale only made things worse, the fabric creaking as it stretched to its limits. My udders had no such limits, growing bigger and heavier by the second. The neckline bowed and bend under the ever increasing onslaught of my tits as the bulged outward. It didn't take long before more tit was spilling out of the bra than most women had together. I tried to slip my finger under it, to take it off, but it wouldn't budge. Already at its limit, there was no room to give, no way for me to stretch it wide enough to get my tits out of it. The only way out was through and I would have to just see if I got big enough to burst clean out of it.

My arms flew out to the sides, bracing myself against the changing room walls. All the grunting and groaning I could muster did nothing to stem the ever-increasing tide of titflesh. What couldn't be squeezed out of the neckline somehow managed to find other gaps to slip through. Under my arm, soft tit swelled. The fabric stretched as far as it could take as more tit bulged out underneath, nearly overwhelming the garment. My eyes fluttered as I heard the sound of stitching coming undone. It wouldn't take long before I burst clean out of it and I didn't know what I'd do then. The only thing I knew is that I'd be absolutely fucking enormous.

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10/10 story it's such a mood

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Princess Zelda tasks Purah with growing her ass even larger

The envious looks of her princess filled Purah with a mixture of pride and arousal. Her ass was, truly and undeniably, gigantic. Each cheek was almost completely round, bigger than her own head and stretching the limits of her pinkish-orange leggings. Knowing not only that she outsized the princess but that the princess desired what she had, Purah could barely contain her arousal. Clearly, her research was providing results, but she couldn't stop here, not when she was so close to a breakthrough.

Purah's hips, widened by her tinkering with the runes, swayed back and forth as she walked towards Zelda. The princess, for her part, was nearly hypnotized by the back and forth swinging of Purah's hips, only realizing that the Sheikah had gotten close to her when Purah used a single finger to tilt Zelda's chin up. The princess, for all her power and all her status, seemed so meek looking up at Purah. Hearing her breath catch in her throat gave Purah such pride, such power, more than she could have ever imagined.

"It's simply not ready, your highness."

Purah could see the gears inside Zelda's head turning and grinding together. It didn't seem right and the statement stretched credulity, even for Purah herself. Obviously, based on Purah's plump cheeks, her gigantic backside, her magnificent ass, clearly things had been working, at least to some degree. Purah took advantage of the clear arousal burning in Zelda's cheeks to give herself some more time.

"I've made such good progress, I won't deny that. But I feel like there's so much more to learn about this Rune and what it can do. You wouldn't be satisfied with something like this, would you?"

Purah dragged Zelda's hands around her, forcing them against the softness of her rear. Both of them cried out, Zelda in surprise and Purah in arousal, as Zelda's hands sunk into Purah's fat ass. Flesh bulged between her fingers and, despite herself, Zelda couldn't help giving the massive globes an experimental squeeze. So close together, arousal arced back and forth between their bodies. The air grew tense. Need dripped off of Purah's every word.

"A princess, a woman of your stature, wouldn't settle for merely being this big. Give me a little more time, your highness. Just a little more time to unlock the secrets of the rune and I could make you even bigger than this, even bigger than me. Please, Highness? Let me keep growing so I can make you even bigger?"

Zelda's pale cheeks burned a deep crimpson as arousal and embarrassment swirled inside her. So turned on by the fat ass in her grip, Zelda barely knew what was going on. She swallowed and nodded her head. Purah smiled.

"Excellent choice, your highness. When you see what I can do, how big I can make myself, you won't be disappointed when I use everything I've learned to make you even bigger. They'll need to widen your throne!"

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Princess Zelda tasks Purah with growing her ass even larger

The envious looks of her princess filled Purah with a mixture of pride and arousal. Her ass was, truly and undeniably, gigantic. Each cheek was almost completely round, bigger than her own head and stretching the limits of her pinkish-orange leggings. Knowing not only that she outsized the princess but that the princess desired what she had, Purah could barely contain her arousal. Clearly, her research was providing results, but she couldn't stop here, not when she was so close to a breakthrough.

Purah's hips, widened by her tinkering with the runes, swayed back and forth as she walked towards Zelda. The princess, for her part, was nearly hypnotized by the back and forth swinging of Purah's hips, only realizing that the Sheikah had gotten close to her when Purah used a single finger to tilt Zelda's chin up. The princess, for all her power and all her status, seemed so meek looking up at Purah. Hearing her breath catch in her throat gave Purah such pride, such power, more than she could have ever imagined.

"It's simply not ready, your highness."

Purah could see the gears inside Zelda's head turning and grinding together. It didn't seem right and the statement stretched credulity, even for Purah herself. Obviously, based on Purah's plump cheeks, her gigantic backside, her magnificent ass, clearly things had been working, at least to some degree. Purah took advantage of the clear arousal burning in Zelda's cheeks to give herself some more time.

"I've made such good progress, I won't deny that. But I feel like there's so much more to learn about this Rune and what it can do. You wouldn't be satisfied with something like this, would you?"

Purah dragged Zelda's hands around her, forcing them against the softness of her rear. Both of them cried out, Zelda in surprise and Purah in arousal, as Zelda's hands sunk into Purah's fat ass. Flesh bulged between her fingers and, despite herself, Zelda couldn't help giving the massive globes an experimental squeeze. So close together, arousal arced back and forth between their bodies. The air grew tense. Need dripped off of Purah's every word.

"A princess, a woman of your stature, wouldn't settle for merely being this big. Give me a little more time, your highness. Just a little more time to unlock the secrets of the rune and I could make you even bigger than this, even bigger than me. Please, Highness? Let me keep growing so I can make you even bigger?"

Zelda's pale cheeks burned a deep crimpson as arousal and embarrassment swirled inside her. So turned on by the fat ass in her grip, Zelda barely knew what was going on. She swallowed and nodded her head. Purah smiled.

"Excellent choice, your highness. When you see what I can do, how big I can make myself, you won't be disappointed when I use everything I've learned to make you even bigger. They'll need to widen your throne!"

tittieholic-queer

Imagine having big, soft, perky G cups that bulge out of your bra and strain against every shirt you wear and jiggle as you walk, and getting harassed and groped by other girls who laugh at you for being such a slut when your pussy starts leaking from them playing with your big boobies

sticklysweets

Sounds like heaven

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I've been pumping my tits and taking lactation pills because my boyfriend loves the kink. My milk has come in just fine but the issue I'm running into now is if I don't keep pumping my tits slowly shrinking even smaller than before. I can't be flat as a board what do I do? Maybe I should quadruple the pill intake and what else?

You know, I've seen this a lot, actually. The whole shrinking deal is, admittedly, fairly rare, but a lot of people miss a crucial step in their journey towards growing their tits and making them slosh with milk.

It's a commitment.

Lactating, being a hucow, isn't something that you can just put on casually. You can't hop back and forth between being one and not being one. It's a bit like becoming a bimbo. If you really commit to it, and you do need to commit to it, then it becomes more of a lifestyle than a kink! You're just learning that lesson a bit more harshly than most. If you weren't ready to commit to being a full-time cow, to making more and more milk with each passing day, to outgrowing bras and shirts and turning even the most chaste clothing lewd with your huge, milky udders, then you shouldn't have started.

Now that you have, though, it doesn't seem like you can stop.

The only way you can avoid going completely flat chested is to just keep going bigger. Quadrupling your pill intake will definitely speed up the process, but it's never going to fully stave off the inevitability of what will happen if you stop. All you can do now is embrace being a cow and let it consume your life.

It will, slowly, a little more each day. Your tits will grow, taking up more of your attention and focusing more attention on you. They'll become the center of your outfit, the center of your personality. When people look at you, they'll start thinking of your huge, bouncy milkers more than the rest of you. They'll think of your deep cleavage, of your wobbling flesh, of your tight tops and overworked bras. They'll just see you as a pair of tits, a pair of massive, engorged udders.

It'll take up more of your life, too. Every day, you'll make more milk and more milk means more time spent pumping it all out. You'll go from one long session in the evening, to two shorter ones before bet and after getting up, to three sprinkled throughout the day. You'll be slipping off to the bathroom to emergency milk yourself when you forget and the tightness and soreness in your swollen tits had to remind you of what you really are. You'll milk yourself to relieve the ache but also to keep from getting any smaller. You don't want to be flat chested, so your only option is to become huge and milky and bigger, endlessly bigger. Fairly soon, you'll start planning your life around when you can milk. Can't go see that movie, gotta rush home to milk. It'll be humiliating to come late to a meeting that you rescheduled, but you didn't anticipate just how much longer it would take to drain your udders. How much longer after that will it be before you just give up entirely and surrender to your life as a cow? If you stop, your huge udders will go all the way away, and you can't have that.

You didn't realize the full extent of the journey you were starting when you started it, but now it's too late to go back. You're on the path towards being a full-time cow with gargantuan, life-defining udders. If you try to stop, you'll lose everything. Just do your best to have fun with it. I'm sure your boyfriend will.

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I think I lost a follower for reblogging that post about respecting transmasc people. good riddance!

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Thanks for the pro tansmasc stuff babe *mwa*

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Just saw your big penis humiliation, thoughts on big bitties humiliation? It’s also so uncommon but soooo hot >.<

"Awww, what's the matter? I thought you wanted big boobs! That's why you were always staring at me, right? Always creeping on me, stalking my social media, sneaking into my room. I knew you were looking at my bra. God, you were so fucking pathetic, always moping about your little AA cups and how you were practically invisible next to me. I thought that if you finally got some boobs, you'd stop being so worthless, so that's when I started slipping growth pills and serums into your food. Yeah, uh, you're welcome?

"Turns out that the only worse than you with tiny boobs is you with huge tits! God, it's like they became your entire personality! You hit a C cup and instantly became a slut, showing them off to everyone, intentionally wearing clothes that were too small. Most people don't have more tits than brains before a DD cup, but I guess you were ambitious! I could have lived with all that. I could have dealt with it. Then you tried to steal away the guys I brought home and, fuck, I just couldn't let that slide.

"So I put pedal to the metal. It was so much fun watching you start to panic over your boobs. For a fleeting moment, your boobs made you an outgoing slut and then, as they kept growing, you shrank back in on yourself all over again. A gross, NEET shut-in with mammoth, monster udders. I mean, I'm big. Obviously. But at least my boobs look somewhat normal. My boobs are actually sexy. Not like your freak tits! God, even in those bulky sweatshirts you wear, everyone can tell you have too much wobbling fuckmeat under there! You're just a fucking cow! Come on, cow; moo for me! I know you want to! I can hear you do it when you spend all night groping your wobbly milkers, so you might as well just give in and become a cow full time! No one is going to see you as anything but jiggly, bouncy porn. Trying to fight it will just make them shake and ripple even more! Maybe, if you're lucky, the next time I bring a guy home, I'll jerk him off to your colossal porntits. I won't let him touch you; that would be disgusting. I'll just help him get off to how grotesquely, uselessly huge your boobs have gotten. Of course, if I do that, then I'll have to keep making you bigger. Now I'm starting to wonder how big a pervert like you can get!"

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