The go to for clothed breast expansion seems to be a button up shirt. I won’t deny it’s hot. Definitely top tier followed by other of my favorites being T-shirts becoming super tight and hoodies now failing to hide the massive mammaries.
Well I’m sitting at work and just imagining what would happen to my polo shirt. Starting off with the tight T-shirt look before the buttons pop and show off the top of my rack. The kind of cleavage one normally acquires by wearing a corset. My bra had long ago snapped but my shirt was holding firm. Nipples poking against the fabric and making themselves known. Wet spots begin to form as I start leaking milk.
My bust is unable to grow upwards and begins inching downward. I can feel the boob flesh press against my upper stomach and attempt to wrap around my sides but instead continues pushing downward. My nipples sliding down the front of my polo and leaving round milky wetness as they descend. The shifting of my nipples in the polo brings intense pleasure for one thing, and also you could see them thicken and press against my polo looking like baby carrots lying flat rather than just a mini mountain in the sea of fabric.
My shirt is forced untucked as there is not enough fabric to stay within my pants. There’s not even enough fabric at this point to hide my navel. The weight of my breasts is like medicine balls and my back is feeling the strain. I am forced to lean forward and rest my chest on my desk. Doing so takes the great weight off my back and now I can feel the fabric inches up over my swelling tits. Once large enough for some decent underboob to show, I could feel the cool surface of my desk. Now, besides pleasure, my nipples had the cold to also add to a reason why they were hard.
I’m definitely biting my lip at this point to just avoid moaning out. I wouldn’t dare reach up to feel how hard my nipples have become against the fabric. Looking in a mirror I could see they have grown to be as long as my middle finger while behind almost twice as thick as my thumb. It was so tempting to just reach up and squeeze them. It would feel so good. The front of my polo is already soaked and dripping with milk, so that wouldn’t be a concern.
On the bright side, now I have all the fresh cream I could want for my coffees and teas. On the other bright side, this feels fantastic and I am loving the pressure of my breasts against my stomach.
But in actuality, "so horny that you leak" is top-tier.
It starts out naturally, with your pussy leaking. It's not uncommon for you to get a little overly wet every now and then, speaking through your panties, but this feels particularly extreme. You can barely concentrate. Your whole body feels hot. And, in addition to leaking, your clit is just... Fuck. It's fucking throbbing, pulsing, rubbing against your soaked panties and turning you on even more. Your pussy, swollen and needy, leaks and leaks while your clit thickens and lengthens and pushes years against your underwear. You're just so pent up that the arousal has to find some way out and the only way it can find is to make your clit turn into a cock in its own right!
So now you're leaking from your pussy and your clit cock, not to mention drilling as pleasure melts your mind. You can't help moaning as you feel a new pressure budding in your chest. Your breasts. Your tits. They're growing, expanding, engorging, until you're so fucking horny that milk sprays from your newly gigantic udders! Too horny to stop, just leaking and leaking and leaking.
First:
It really was so surprising to me! Edging for two days didn’t help. Like I was edging at night on purpose hoping for a fun dream. I was edging in the morning accidentally because I wanted to get off but also had to go to work so I had to stop. And I wouldn’t exactly call it edging but I was casually playing with myself throughout the work day. Enough to keep me horny but not enough to bring me to the edge. So the combination of everything apparently told my body that I should just start leaking now. I may recreate this next week for science purposes….
Second:
It is very hard to add to the rest of your ask. That’s not gonna stop me though…
It would be after several days of constant edging. My body feels the needs stronger than ever. Knowing I was wetter than usual, I’d slip a hand down between my thighs just to feel it. My fingers slipped in with zero resistance as a warmth spread across my entire body. I couldn’t help but a digit against my clit which now felt like it was throbbing. I’d let out a low moan as my hand would move to insert two fingers into my pussy. Holy fuck it felt amazing, I’m sure I almost came right then and there.
Seeing how wet and sensitive I had become, I’d slowly remove my fingers from my pussy. I’d then slide my fingers into my mouth to “clean” them off. Honestly though, I was just enjoying how I tasted and fuck did I love it! My fingers probably stayed in my mouth way longer than they needed to.
I began to realize though, the heat in my body isn’t going down. The throbbing in my clit only intensified as I could feel it twitch against my soaked panties. It feels like everything between my legs starts swelling up as my clit pressed and twitched more against my panties. Below that was my pussy devouring whatever bits of my panties not being pressed against my clit. This sensation alone kept me on the edge of an orgasm, which only made me moan more and leak more.
I could feel as the tip of my clit pressed and rubbed against my panties. It felt as if the tip was moving upwards and getting bigger. I’d look down to see a verifiable bulge indicating my clit wasn’t my clit anymore but was instead a cock straining to be released from my panties. When the tip finally created the top of my underwear, I could feel a distinct dribbling as I’m sure precum was now also leaking out of my cock and joining in on soaking my panties.
My pussy was easily swapping the surrounding panties. I could also feel it was starting to cover the bottom of my shaft, which only put me on edge even more. My legs forced to spread open just to accommodate the increased size of everything.
I almost reached down to start playing with myself when I get a minor distraction from a pressure building in my chest. It was intense like someone put two water balloons in my chest and just turned on a hose to fill them up. I’d lean forward from the added weight, which only increased a different pressure focused on my nipples. Within a mere moment my shirt started to form wet circles as milk began leaking from my tits.
It didn’t take too much longer for my tits to grow larger to the point my shirt was struggling. Looking like an ill fitting crop top that was ready to tear apart from a simple touch. Each breast was easily larger than two heads with thick nipples poking through the shirt like thick sharpie caps. The pressure was also so intense that it wasn’t just my shirt getting soaked but that I was spraying milk through my shirt.
And all this while I was moaning like I was in heat. I hadn’t yet reached orgasm despite how I was reacting. Part of me wanted to see if I would cum just from the growth itself. Another part of me wasn’t sure I could handle the sensitivity enough to make myself cum, no matter how fast that would actually happen.
I probably should have brought several towels but it might now matter anyways with how drenched I and my surroundings have become.
Were you able to get home before you grew too large? Perhaps you had to drag some part of you back to the car?
Ok… So…
What had happened was… While I was waiting for the dryer to finish, I was looking through the garage and found some of my old growth potions. There was no "best by" date or "expiration" date. So, I drank one. The taste was slightly off but it still tasted good. However, they really should have come with some sort of "date." Before, I as able to guide the growths to how I wanted them to be. There was no guiding this time… Also I'm sure being very horny didn't help either.
So like, everything grew… literally nothing I own fit anymore. And now all I can do is wait for the growth to go back down.
I did make it home though, with some difficulties.
I had to very carefully get the laundry out of the drying and into the car. I was leaking, my breasts were leaking and spraying if I moved too much. My cock was leaking precum like it wanted to blow. I'm also almost certain my pussy was dripping some wetness down my thighs. Anyways, I was actually careful enough to keep my clothes clean. The walk to the car was hard because everything had grown. Each step had to be very carefully placed. One hand had to hold the bag of laundry. The other hand was doing its best to hold my cock up so the tip didn't drag on the ground while also not accidentally jerk myself off.
The clothes went into the trunk and I went and opened up the driver side door. Now, I knew I was bigger. I was easily taller than my car, which is a crossover. Everything was easily thicker. I was at least twice the size I was when I arrived. But looking at how I was going to get in. I wasn't quite sure how I was going to make this happen.
I shifted the seat as far back as possible while having the back of the chair recline as far back as it will go. I got one leg in and half my ass and I was certain I was already taking up the entire seat. Getting my other leg in was difficult. I had to scoot so that my ass and thigh allready in the car were on the center console. I then had to slam the door shut to even think about getting it closed. Which was honestly a sight to behold because my entire body jiggled from the impact.
Now that I was in, I took inventory. My thighs were squished between the door and the center console/gear shift. My knees were about halfway up the steering wheel, which was also squished between my legs. My breasts squished against the top of the steer wheel with my nipples laying right on top of it. My head was brushing the roof, which was honestly the only way I was able to see over my breasts. I'm certainly my belly was taking up whatever room my ass/thighs/breasts were not. My balls were resting on the floor. My cock was squished between my breasts and the tip was brushing against the roof of my car. Surprisingly I am able to reach the wheel and gearshift.
The drive probably took me an extra 15 minutes just because of this ridiculousness. Every bump caused everything to rub and made me moan. Turing the steering wheel excited my nipples. By the end of the ride, I was covered in my own precum and milk not to mention how my car looks right now. (I'm honestly a bit afraid to check because it's going to be a pain to clean.)
I probably should have just stayed at my parents house but I honestly didn't want them to see me like this…
Maybe all the stuff your friend's sister took to make herself grow and to make her milk is still swirling around inside her body. Maybe some of it even made its way into her milk and is now rushing down your throat. The arousal surging through you and your racing heartbeat make them take hold even faster than it did for her and, as you suck on her fat tits, a pair of your own start to bud and grow.
You can feel the fabric if your shirt brushing over your swollen, sensitive nipples and you almost cum as you thrust your hips into her hand. She just thinks that you're really enjoying yourself so she pushes her breast even more against your face and even more of her transformative milk rushes down your throat. It doesn't take long for you to reach b cups, c cups, Ds and DDs and on and on. You grope her with one hand and yourself with the other. It's getting to be too much!
What took her months of supplements and care is only taking minutes for me. Maybe her milk had a concentrated effect. Maybe my arousal and enthusiasm made it more impactful on me. Whatever the case, my own breasts were starting to swell.
I would first start to feel a sensitive tickle as my nipples make themselves more prominent against my shirt. That sensation would soon heighten into full on pleasure as it became clear I had a small set of breasts. Moaning a bit as I continued to suckle her breasts. My own breasts starting to pull up my shirt as my breasts grew to average size. Her insistence for me to drink more only encouraged me to drink faster. Not that I didn't want more of her milk, I was already planning on drinking every last drop.
Within another couple minutes my breasts were large. My shirt was tight across my chest. The hand that was groping her ass now became preoccupied with my own growth. As my own hand explored my sensitive breasts, I'd moan louder against her nipple. In between each moan I'd pull in and drink as much of her milk as I could. This only fueled more growth and pleasure from me.
I'm sure I'll be leaking within a couple more minutes of this. However I think my shirt is going to tear away long before then as my breasts reach huge territory. Still not nearly as big as hers but I was catching up. The thought of pressing my own breasts against hers combined with her divine touch on my cock, my mouth full with her nipple and sweet cream, and my own sensitive breasts, I couldn't hold back anymore. I'd start bucking my hips into her hand as I'd start to shoot ropes of cum.
(adding onto the office post in hopes of a request🙏)
...While you might have a reputation for being the office slut, you're absolutely not the only perv on payroll... I spotted you at the tail end of your growth, similarly disappointed by how your clothes are still intact. After a moment, I remember I was planning to do something similar after work with a pair of potions I'd picked up earlier... One that boosts my chest size and induces hyper-lactation (I can do with store-bought milk for baking for a little while, I suppose...) and the other a body fat growth potion, with a specific emphasis on the butt and belly.
...I slip out during my break to grab them, having decided that it would be more fun to see you get even bigger than to use them on myself...
Slipping them into my thermos, and adding a bit of my own slightly-sweet breast milk as creamer... I'd nonchalantly drop it by your desk with a smile while you're taking a breather, recovering from the pleasure of stroking your clit huge, throbbing cock... then I'd step away to observe your further growth from a distance... and to make sure I don't end up stuck against the cubicle walls~
-@edensfw7881
In reference to (https://www.tumblr.com/obl1v1ousrogue/811924065989296128/read-below-for-my-pussy-expansion-clitdick?source=share). Thank you for your request/ask! I’m sorry it took so long for me to complete this.
I guess this shall be a part two. So enjoy the increased expansion!
I always assumed I wasn’t the only perv on payroll. I wasn’t sure who else was in this office. I’m certain I could hear their moans every so often when it wasn’t me being loud. Plus someone, or multiple somones, had to be supplying me with the coffee and energy drinks I so love. I’d buy them myself if given the chance but for some reason people just really want to give me them.
After one of my several orgasms today already, I’d close my eyes and just take a moment to catch my breath. When I opened my eyes, I noticed a fresh new drink. I’d take a quick look around to see if I can spot who would have given it to me. I didn’t look too hard though as my curiosity and arousal took over. Without thinking, I would consume the new beverage. It was thicker than I expected but also unbelievably creamy. Once the liquid hit my tongue I knew I wasn’t going to stop until I consumed every last drop.
It didn’t take long before I could feel another round of changes begin on my body. I’d first feel some tingling in my breasts. My hands slid over my already tight polo. My fingers are pressing in and pinching at my nipples as a pressure begins to build in my chest. It feels like my nipples have increased in sensitivity. A moan escapes my lips as I start tugging at my nipples. Pressure continues to build and press like it’s trying to force its way out of my nipples. I’d say what came next was a sweet release but it wasn’t quite that.
It felt like my nipples swelled up a bit as I felt my shirt start to dampen with moisture. With the liquid slowly staining my shirt and coating my fingers, the pressure never let up. I was leaking milk and it felt like so much more was accumulating and trying to force its way out. You could see my shirt getting more and more drenched with each passing second. What was dripping turned into a spray with each tug of my nipples. It wasn’t long before I was just spraying without needing to touch my nipples. The entire front half of my shirt was soaked. Milk was streaming out of my chest.
As the liquid soaked to the seams on the side of my shirt, you could hear the seams strain and give with a snap. The pressure in my chest forced my breasts to grow even more. The buttons at the top of my polo popped all simultaneously as my breasts surged upwards. Another couple snaps from the sides of my polo later and I was showing a decent amount of cleavage from the sides of my still very tight shirt. It looks like I won’t have to worry about the back of my shirt getting wet as the tear travels from just under my arms to the hem of my shirt. It was very much resembling one of those virgin killer sweaters except this time showing off massive amounts of side boob and being extremely tight around my massive bust.
I used this opportunity to slip my hands under the fabric of my shirt. Before my fingers could even get to my nipples, they pressed into my breasts. They inched their way, squeezed between the fabric and my still growing chest. I could feel how full they have become. Like extremely large water balloons trying to empty through a tiny garden hose. They were filling faster than I could squeeze milk out of me. Once my fingers were able to reach my nipples, I instinctively pulled on them again to try and squeeze out more milk. In that squeeze the last threads on the sides and top of my shirt gave out. The wet fabric falling to the floor. My milk began spraying out all over my cube as a stream formed and traveled down, over my breasts and belly. The milk would pool up a little in my lap before overflowing to the ground. Definitely a waste of milk but I was producing far more than I think anyone would be able to collect without some sort of industrial machine.
I couldn’t remove my hands from my nipples as the feeling was so great that even just lifting a finger off created such an intense need that I was back playing with them and milking myself. My moans echoed in my section with such intense desire everybody knew I was probably enjoying myself too much but it seems they didn't mind.
Too distracted by my breasts and milk, I didn’t realize it wasn’t just my chest that was growing. As if signaling for attention, a loud creak came from my arm rests. My ass and thighs were practically overflowing around the supports when they finally snapped. In addition to my other moans I’d let out an “Oh fuck!” My ass and thighs are burgeoning outwards and now spilling over the sides of my chair. I could finally spread my legs again and I can guarantee you that I wasted no time in doing so. My large pussy had been squished between my thighs for too long and enjoyed having the extra space.
I probably should have asked someone to bring me a second chair as I was quickly outgrowing this one. Half of my ass was now hanging over the sides of my chair and it showed no signs of slowing down. The wheels began to creak as they started to strain, holding up my massive ass and milky breasts. My belly starting to get bigger didn’t make anything easier for the chair. As it slowly expanded to catch up to the size of my ass and breasts, the chair began to creak in protest.
My belly started to press against my dick as it inched closer to resting on my lap. The sensation of my belly against my dick caused it to twitch and forced more gasps and moans from me. My chair only held about a third of my ass when my belly began to rest on my thighs. As my gut expanded more, it forced me to lean back in my chair. With the shift in weight, my chair finally broke. With a crash, it would snap and fly out from under me. Suddenly landing on my ass, regardless of how soft and squishy it was, still forced a small yelp out. It wasn’t enough to get me to stop playing with myself but it did feel like someone smacked my ass. The rest of my body jiggles from the impact, sending ripples through the fat on my body. I was now sitting on the ground, my legs spread, struggling to stay sitting up instead of laying down on the ground.
The impact also forced what was left of my pants around my thighs to completely tear off. My pants were unable to contain how large my legs and thighs had gotten. I was surprised they lasted as long as they had but with all the growth focused on other areas, it seemed to give them a bit more of a fighting chance than my shirt got.
I’d do my best to shift so that my back rested against one of the walls of my cube. My belly had grown to the point that it was holding up my breasts. This forced the milk spraying from them to go more outwards instead of down. This didn’t last long before my breasts were pressing against the edge of my desk forcing my nipples to lay on the cool surface. Milk quickly pooling and spilling over the sides of my desk as if I had dumped an entire gallon on my desk. My ass was taking up half my cube. My thighs lifted my belly even higher, forcing it to press against the edges of my desk.
By the time the growth has slowed to a stop. I had completely filled my cube. There was no room for anyone to be in here with me unless they were squished up against the walls or under me. I was still moaning as I continued to milk my own breasts. Milk continued streaming forth and pooling on my desk and the floor beside me. In addition to my moans were some whimpers. As much as milking felt amazing, I wanted to play with my pussy and dick. Unfortunately my ass, thighs, and belly made that task impossible as they were just out of reach.
So now I’m just a huge horny milky mess. Honestly, I don’t think I’d have it any other way right now!
I woke up horny. Unfortunately I also have to go to work.
I feel like I need my breasts to grow several sizes. I want to feel as they get heavier. I want the pressure as the fabrics of my bra dig into my breasts. The look and feeling that a button up shirt is straining to contain my new size. Just one wrong move and I burst out of my shirt.
Let’s not forget my nipples either. They would get thicker and longer. At first, only visible through my bra if you stared hard enough. As they increase in size, my excitement also making them stiffen, it wouldn’t matter what I was wearing. My nipples would be clearly poking through everything.
By lunch I should be leaking. Besides my underwear, and possibly my pants, being soaked from my excitement, I should be lactating. The increased weight of the milk as it fills any available space in my breasts. Sitting up straight would be difficult. Maybe I’d be able to hear and feel the sloshing with every movement. When there is no more room to fill, droplets begin to form. Slowly staining my bra as it turns into a trickle. Not too much longer before it’s a stream and soaking my shirt.
I’d need nothing more at this point than to just burst out of my clothing. I’d want to suckle on one of my breasts so I can taste the sweet cream I’m producing. On the other either an extra large milking machine or maybe a coworker or several. Some practices with large insertions while others struggle to fit my nipple in their mouth. I just know if I keep this up, the entire office is going to gain a lot of weight, one way or another…
So a fantasy like, say, getting really close with one of your friend's older sisters to the point where it feels like you're more friends with her than you are with her younger sibling. She's cool and confident and her curves are just... Fuck. You've never seen tits so big before and you doubt you'll ever see bigger. Even when you're on your computer at night, searching for the biggest tits you can find, she outclasses all of them. Every glimpse of cleavage you get is seared into your mind and every time she gives you a hug or tucks your head under her shoulder winds up getting replayed late at night when you're all alone and your hand has a mind of its own.
The worst part is that, you can't be sure of it, but she seems to be growing. She's bulging out of every bra she wears and she's constantly adjusting herself. She never seems to quite have a handle on how big they are, brushing them against things or knocking things over. It's delectable torture when she sits across the table from you and leans forward, squishing her huge breasts against the table and making her canyon of cleavage even deeper. You'd almost swear she's doing it on purpose. When she catches you staring, she gives you a little wink and a nudge before raising her arms above her head and stretching her back, pushing her huge tits forward to fluster you even further.
Then, one day, she texts you to come over and, when you get there, she's wearing only a white tank top and a pair of light pink panties. There are a few empty beer cans strewn about and you can smell where they went when she lunges for you, wrapping you up in her arms. Her tits, seeming even larger without a bra, squish against you and she moans softly into your ear. She's so glad you're here. She needs your help. You stammer out something about always being willing to help her out, which makes her smile. The smile turns mischievous as she pulls back. Her hands move to her tits and gives them a form squeeze. A moan forces her head back as it pushes out of her throat, but you can hardly pay attention to that. What has your focus are the two wet spots spreading out over her tank top. She lifts up her top and lets her tits flop down, milk beading at her nipple and running down the underside of her tit.
"P-please... I'm so fucking full... I'm too tipsy to figure out my pumps. But you'll help me, won't you? You love my big titties. I know you do. Don't tell me you haven't been dreaming about this. You've watched them get sooooo big! Come on, cutie. Suck the milk out of my huge fucking tits."
of course! Also yes, yes, fuck yes, oh god yes!! Like holy fuck that’s hot!!! I want to write a longer follow up but I can’t right now… too hard to think…
All I want to do is absolutely go over and fondle and suck her huge fucking tits!! I’d be so mesmerized I would do anything she asked of me. God I want that so bad!!!!
Drinking your thick, creamy, strawberry milk from your tits, laid back in your bed because you can't be bothered to get up. It was harder to reach them when you drank yourself into a coma last night, now your nipples almost rest on your face, perfect to drink from. You had to discard your clothes because they got in the way, but at this point you might not fit back into them, or any of them.
Honestly a major fantasy! My breasts not being particularly large to begin with. Once I start inducing lactation, with some added vitamins and whatever would be needed to turn it into a rich creamy strawberry milk, my breasts grew large enough for me to suckle directly from them.
One night, in a fit of excitement, I would just drink and drink and drink. My belly rounding out as I consumed all my strawberry milk. When I’m finally tapped out, I fall asleep with a full tummy.
The next morning, I awake to being hungry. First thing I notice is my breasts being several cup sizes larger. Probably because of how much I drank last night, they want to be able to up production to produce even more. This made it so much easier to pop a nipple into my mouth and enjoy even more of the thick, creamy strawberry milk. Moaning a bit as I enjoy the pleasure of not only nipple stimulation and milking but also from getting to enjoy such a tasty treat first thing in the morning.
One hand would run over my belly to find it hadn’t really shrunk down from last night but it did feel softer. I could feel as it was rounding out even more as I continued to drink from my nipples. It is going to be impossible for me to find anything to wear inside my house. My bras definitely won’t fit me anymore. My shirts might fit but they will be stretched to their limits if I can even get them on.
I guess all I can do is order some new clothes online. It will take a couple days for them to get here so I should probably size up. Especially knowing I’m going to be spending so much time just drinking the rich strawberry milk straight from the tap.
