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1 The sun was rising when Mona s alarm clock rang, and as she hit the snooze button, Mona considered closing her eyes and going back to sleep, as she considered doing every morning, but looking down at her chest Mona, remembered why she needed to be up so early before going to work, so, with a grunt and a moan, Mona sat up, trying not to wake Lisa, and staggered into the bathroom to milk herself. --- When she had started her new job in the city, Mona possessed a natural C-cup bust: nothing to brag about, then again, nothing to be scoffed at either, or so she had been told. However, the employment world tended to favor women with larger breasts than Mona s, and the D, double-d, and even E-cup girls were only too happy to move onto bigger and better jobs. If Mona was going to get anywhere at the office, she would have to broaden her horizons, so to speak. Advancement would only come after getting bigger boobs. It wasn t just because of her job that Mona was eager to increase her bust size: big breasts were awesome, plain and simple. Anyone would jump at the chance to grow bigger breasts. The trouble for Mona was that she didn t have many chances. Breast implants were too expensive for a woman who shared an apartment with her old college roommate, so Mona turned the only options her budget would allow: alternative medicine. She bought a jumbo-sized bottle of herbal supplements guaranteed to increase her hormone production. She rubbed her chest with three different breast enhancement
2 creams three times a day. At least one of them had to work. She even tried out a device she had found over the internet; a set of plastic cups that fit over her breasts attached to a vacuum cleaner, meant to expand her breasts with suction. She tried each of these methods thoroughly, but when she was done Mona had nothing but some empty bottles, some flattened ointment tubes, and a broken vacuum motor. Desperate for another way, Mona discovered fetish hypnosis. Mona had read about women using hypnosis to make their breasts bigger, but she was hesitant to try it herself. Professional hypnotists cost a bundle, and the whole idea just sounded silly. Still Mona was willing to try anything, and that desperation led her (through various internet searches) to a hypnosis page run by someone named Mammacurse61. The website had a hypnosis track designed to make women s breasts bigger. This file, the description read, causes people to lactate, making their boobs grow larger. Listen to this file at least once a day for three weeks to achieve desired results. Lactation was a sort of roundabout way of making her breasts grow, but Mona thought, Why not? Besides, it was free. Her roommate wasn t around to make fun of her at the moment. Within minutes, Mona was lying on her bed listening to hypnotic suggestions on her mp3 player. Mona didn t expect to fall into a trance so easily, but as soon as she pressed play she calmed down as if under a spell. Her muscles slowly turned to butter, her eyelids grew heavy, and even as she closed her eyes she felt as if she were floating above her crappy metal bed, hovering in mid-air. Soon, Mona felt herself sitting in a chair. The darkness surrounding her slowly crumbled away. She saw a room. She was sitting in a nursery with clean, white walls shirtless, her breast cradled in a white C-cup bra. On both sides of her were lines of cradles, each one holding a crying infant.
3 A voice called out from nowhere, It s feeding time at the nursery, and all the nurses are sick. You re the only one who showed up today. Your breasts must produce enough milk to feed all of these hungry babies. The voice repeated the phrase over and over again, each time just a little different, mixing with the cries around her in a soothing wave of sound and energy. Mona felt the clasp of her bra loosening, the entire garment sliding off of her chest rather smoothly. Her breasts were warm. Her nipples tickled. The babes latched onto her teats and Mona didn t stop suckling until each was satisfied. When you come out of your trance, you will still feel the need to feed all these hungry babies. Your body will remember, even if your conscious mind does not. The voice repeated this, getting softer and softer, fading into the distance, and counting down until Mona s soft brown eyes opened slowly. She was in her crappy apartment again: alone. Mona was so happy that she immediately listened to the file again. She tried to limit herself to her two sessions that day, but she ended up listening again just before going to bed. It was so intoxicating that Mona listened to her hypnosis file every chance she got. Usually she only had time for three sessions per day, but on slow days or days off she could sometimes fit five sessions into her schedule. Mona had never felt anything like hypnosis before, and her reaction was so strong that she couldn t help it. Still, her breasts weren t growing like the file claimed they would. Every morning she ran to the mirror, hoping that her boobs had grown during the night. The three-week deadline came and went. Her breasts didn t look bigger at all. Sadly, Mona accepted the idea that she would be a C-cup for the rest of her life. Still, she had her hypnosis. She took comfort in its relaxing trance, and the strange fantasy world that it woven for her.
4 That world was becoming even more vivid, because while Mona was still listening to the same file she had downloaded weeks ago, the visions had begun to evolve. The nursery was still enamel white, but soon the room itself was getting longer. At the end was a giant mirror in which Mona could see herself sitting topless in the center of the floor. The smell of bleach became stronger every day until Mona felt the urge to cough at the stench, and as time went on the number of children waiting to be fed increased. Their cries made her break out into goosebumps. Each infant was desperate to feed, and when Mona imagined suckling each one the warmth and excitement overwhelmed her. All the while the voice of the hypnotist repeated the same phrase, Your breasts must produce enough milk for all of these hungry babies. The need to feed more and more children was constant. The desire to provide more and more milk became relentless and overwhelming. The bra slid off, the babies nursed, the crying was incessant; there would never be enough milk to feed them all. Mona awoke some mornings with tears in her eyes imaginary cries ringing in her ears. Mona could never provide enough for her fantasy, not unless she began some serious growth. As the trances continued, Mona began to imagine herself with bigger boobs: boobs that were larger, heavier, and able to hold enough milk to feed hundreds of children. The warmth in her bosom grew warmer, and the tingling sensation she had known for weeks grew even stronger. The sensations increased in strength as those imaginary children passed under Mona s udders, dying away only when the file ended. Mona awoke from her trance, sat up, and looked at her breasts; they were still the same C-cups they had been before. All of those feelings had been in her mind, but for one brief moment at the end Mona thought she had felt them grow, just a little. Disappointed, she
5 went to sleep. The next morning Mona woke up to get ready for work, but the moment she sat up her body felt electric. Mona was ready to leap out of bed and sprint to the office, a welcome change from her usual groggy self, but that was nothing after she looked at her chest. Her boobs were swollen: really swollen. Mona rushed to the bathroom mirror and pulled off her night shirt. Her tits had only grown a little bit, but after having scrutinized each breast in the mirror each day for weeks upon end she knew that they had gotten bigger. Her breasts had plumped up a little and they felt heavier when Mona cupped her hands around them. She caressed them, savoring the feel of her soft skin against her fingertips. She kissed them, nuzzled them, gave them little pinches and marveled at how soft they felt. They were like marshmallows wrapped in silk; like steaming bowls of pudding with cherries on the top. Her nipples looked a little darker, but she didn t care. It was a miracle. After months of effort and wasting so much money, Mona finally had bigger breasts. To Mona s delight, each morning she woke up to find that her breasts had gotten even bigger. She dreamed about looking in the mirror. She giggled when her swollen boobs bulged out of her bra. She would need to get a new one soon. It was a Wednesday, five weeks after she d first tried hypnosis. Thursday was her day off: the perfect time for a trip to the mall. At the department store, Mona walked up to the counter and looked the saleswoman straight in the eye. I need to get measured, she declared. The saleslady raised an eyebrow, then saw Mona s stretched-out t-shirt. She
6 smiled. Indeed you do, young lady. She dropped what she was doing, and led Mona to the changing rooms. Had a bit of a growth spurt, have we? said the saleslady, closing the door. Mona took off her shirt. How did you know? she smirked. It s the growing girls who walk in here happy. Let s have a look at you. Measuring tape at the ready, the saleswoman gave Mona s bust line a once-over. A look of recognition crossed her face. Oh, you ll be wanting one of our maternity garments then? Mona frowned. What? A nursing bra... You mean, for pregnant women? The saleswoman paused, noticed Mona s confused frown, and backpedaled. Actually, never mind. What kind of garment were you thinking of? Wait a minute: do I look pregnant? No, no; obviously not, she coughed. I was just thinking about the customer before you; she was the one who was pregnant. I got all mixed up. Sorry about that. That didn t sit well with Mona. She didn t feel pregnant. Is she calling me fat? Mona eyed the woman suspiciously as she pulled the measuring tape across her chest. Mona learned that she had grown from a C-cup to a D-cup. Actually, you re pushing towards double-d at the moment, the saleslady said. Perfect, Mona thought. After an hour of looking and trying on different bras, Mona finally decided on a single D-cup bra, and two double-d s for later. She knew she was getting bigger every day; the D-cup would be temporary.
7 Thanks for the help, ma am. My name is Agatha, she grinned. Enjoy yourself. Thanks Agatha. See you next time. If I m lucky, I ll be coming back real soon. Mona s boobs got even larger than she had hoped, and soon even the double-d cups felt tight. She prepared for another fitting at the mall, along with a shopping spree for some more appropriate clothes to show off her new assets. The way her boss, Mr. Silvano, was looking at her at work, Mona knew she d need a whole new wardrobe for her upcoming promotion. That night when Mona fell back into her bed she couldn t help but admire her huge breasts as they wobbled in front of her face. Even the slightest movement made them sway back and forth, and when she pulled her shirt up she felt how soft and heavy they were. Gently she caressed each breast and a wave of warmth spread over her entire body. The pleasurable feeling became more intense as she began to massage her nipples. The feeling was familiar, almost like how she felt while under hypnosis. Suddenly, Mona s hands were wet. She snapped out of her trance and saw little streams flowing out of her nipples, dribbling down her chest like warm lotion. It was milk! She tried to squeeze her nipples her nipples shut but the milk flowed even faster. Her sheets were getting, Mona jumped out of bed to get to the sink, her breasts dripping milk across the floor. She rested her breasts on the bathroom counter as the streams of milk continued to flow. It really happened! That hypnosis file turned me into a milk fountain! How long until it all comes out? Mona stood, hunched over the sink, watching milk squirt out and flow down the drain, and it wouldn t stop.
8 Maybe squeezing my boobs will make it come out faster. Mona squeezed her tits as gently as she could, coaxing the milk out with her strong, experienced fingers. She enjoyed squeezing her boobs, but the longer she squeezed them, the more of a chore it became. Though the milk did come out faster, it just kept squirting out. There was so much of it that the drain couldn t kept up with it, and as Mona milked and milked the sink filled up, and the milk splashed into the sink and sprayed all over the mirror. Finally, it stopped after an hour of milking. Mona s breasts, which had grown to E-cups, had shrunk down so much that they were barely even D s. Lisa, Mona s roommate, hadn t come back yet. Mona cleaned up the spill in the bathroom and the bedroom. She changed her clothes and sat back on her bed as if nothing had happened. Her hands were stiff. Her nipples were chapped. Her poor little breasts had dwindled. Mona was so tired that she didn t even touch herself before she went to sleep I think I ve had enough hypnosis now. Unfortunately, the problem did not go away. Mona s breasts were slowly getting bigger again. By bedtime the next evening, Mona had gained her double-d-cups back. The next day, her double-ds began to strain against the fabric of her work blouse. She had to undo the top button to make sure that it didn t rip open as she walked. Now she could show off a little, and there were plenty of men who liked what they saw. Every time Mona looked out of the corners of her eyes, she saw men staring at her. Most glanced for a moment and looked away nonchalantly like seasoned pros. A few men, however, locked their eyes on Mona s boobs and barely even blinked. Mona just grinned and walked on. While Mona was riding the subway back to her apartment she was certain that she
9 had surpassed the E-cup size. Her bra was holding up admirably, but her swollen breasts were bulging over the edges of the cups. Mona had neglected to buy any new blouses. Looking down at her breasts, she realized she d to do something about that. The shirt wasn t going to burst, but it was clear to anyone in the subway car who cared to look that Mona was wearing a shirt several sizes too small. The tiny shirt didn t stop them from looking; in fact, it encouraged them. Then again, Mona thought, why should I get a new shirt? The look her old shirt gave her was fantastic. The thin fabric of her button-down blouse stretched tight around the sides of her bosoms, revealing her boobs succulent shape and their true weight. Each bump on the tracks made her tits jiggle in a way only real breasts could move. They were so massive, so heavy, and so soft that Mona had to convince herself not to touch them in the crowded train. One could see the faint outline of her bra sticking out from the surface of the fabric; a free preview to all of the guys who were giving her sideways glances. The bra was doing an excellent job of boosting her cleavage, creating a great valley between her soft mountains. Imagine what would happen if she used a pushup bra! Do they even make push-up bras in this size? she wondered. I guess if you have breasts like these, it would just be redundant. I ll need to look it up. Mona s mind was so absorbed with thoughts of lingerie and boobs that she didn t notice a warm, familiar feeling creeping up on her. She was so excited that her breasts were huge again that she didn t feel the tingle in her nipples getting stronger with each bounce of the subway car. Forgetting quite where she was, she rested her hands atop her gorgeous breasts and sighed contentedly. If only you could ride the subway naked; wouldn t that be a show!
10 Mona looked across the car. She had admirers there; silent businessmen trying not to stare. They looked away in different directions when she looked at them. They fixed their eyes somewhere else and didn t move them anywhere near Mona. Her stop was coming up soon. Giving a little smirk she seductively ran her hands over her chest. It s not every day that you get to see a woman like me. Suddenly, she felt a wet spot on her blouse. Her blouse was wet: soaking wet. Her hand was covered in milk which dripped in white rivulets down her front until it spilled between her feet on the dingy subway floor. The blouse was soaked all the way through; her bra had soaked up as much of the milk as it could, but milk was still flooding out. The wets spots spread, and they spread fast, and her already tight blouse was transparent, leaving little to the imagination. A middle-aged woman sitting to Mona s right was clearly impressed. Mona rushed off of the train as soon as it stopped, folding her arms over her enlarged boobs as they continued to gush. Her blouse was fully saturated, but the streams of milk showed no signs of slowing. She ran up the stairs and onto the street. Mona looked behind herself to see if anyone had noticed and saw a trail of drops on the sidewalk. The milk continued to drip as she hit the buzzer to be let into her building. Her milk trail got even heavier as she walked up the steps to her apartment, and finally by the time she fumbled with her keys, there wasn t a dry spot on her. Lisa was sitting on the couch, watching TV when Mona ran into the room. Mona was a nervous wreck. Her blouse was plastered to her skin with breast milk, making her heavy breaths and rising breasts all the more mesmerizing. Streams of milk were dripping
11 onto the floor. Lisa was dumbfounded, until at last Mona cried, Please! Help me get my clothes off! Lisa followed her friend to the bathroom and they both set to work. She tried as gently as possible to remove the blouse after Mona had undone the buttons. Work faster, please! I need to get to the sink! I m trying, but this shirt is really tight. How did you get this way? Lisa asked. She d never seen tits like these. I ll tell you as soon as we finish, now help me with the bra. This thing is soaked too. I know, Mona snapped. Just undo the clasp. Lisa undid the hooks behind Mona s back, and in an instant the straps flew apart. Her breasts hung down, swaying in the air as if relieved to be free again. Man, that feels good, said Mona. She handed the bra to Lisa. I may have to go without one of these for a few days. Jeez! This thing is soaked. How could there be so much milk in you? Lisa squeezed a big puddle of milk out of the bra cups. Let s just say I made room, Mona panted, leaning over the sink. I ll need to stay at the sink for a while and let this run out. Could you get me something to drink? I ran all the way over her from the station. Sure. Lisa walked over to the kitchen to get a glass. As she reached for the glass with one hand she unconsciously touched her mouth with her other hand. Her hands were still moist with the milk she had gotten out of Mona s bra, and in a fit of curiosity she decided to lick her finger.
12 What do we have to drink? Mona asked while her milk streamed down the drain. Just water or milk. I ll take the water. An hour later, after much massaging and pinching, the milk stopped flowing out of Mona s breasts. Mona took a long, hot shower. Her boobs had returned to their D-cup status, just as they had the first time. When she got out of the shower, Lisa was sitting in the bedroom with a glass of water and a weird look on her face. Mona took the water and told her everything. So basically, this mp3 turned you into a milk factory? Yeah, she sighed. When my boobs get full of milk they just kind of let it go all at once. Lisa nodded, glancing back and forth between Mona s face and her chest. So how do you get rid of it? Is there a counter-hypnosis mp3 you can listen to or something? I thought about that, but the thing is that I don t want to get rid of these breasts. They re so huge when they re full; it s awesome! I just have to find some way of making sure that I don t leak all over the place. Lisa nodded in agreement. You looked pretty hot when you walked in the room. An awkward silence filled the room. I mean, yeah, you were soaked in milk and your clothes were a mess, but your boobs were huge, she explained. Before another awkward pause could develop, Lisa blurted, The huge boobs are definitely worth keeping.
13 Right! said Mona. That s why I m going to spend the next few days figuring out how to manage these things. Are you with me? Hell yeah! How long until they fill up again? Two or three days. This is going to be great! --- Tired out from all of the frantic running she had done to get to the apartment, Mona decided to go to bed early. Lisa stayed up to watch some TV, but there was a thought stuck in her brain as she had time to think. Mona s breasts had gotten bigger because she was lactating so much, and in only two days she had made too much milk for even her huge boobs to hold. If she meant to keep her breasts big and avoid leaking, Mona was going to have to get rid of milk pretty often. What was she going to do with all of that milk? She ll probably flush it down the drain like she did tonight. It seemed like a waste to just let all of that milk go. It could feed a dozen babies, probably, or maybe even the two of them could use it. That s nuts, Lisa thought. Two grown women living off of their own breast milk? Gross. Then again, the milk was delicious. Maybe there was a way that she could still enjoy it. If Mona doesn t want the milk, Lisa thought, then maybe... Lisa stood outside of the bedroom door. Mona was fast asleep, her breasts softly rolling beneath her bedsheets with every breath she took. Every once in a while, when Mona stirred, her breasts would jiggle back and forth, slowly undulating even though
14 they had shrunk. Even now, Mona s breasts were making more milk; filling up, swelling, growing even larger. Soon they would be as big as they were before, and ripe for a good milking. If Lisa was there when Mona leaked again, if she could find a way to save some milk for later, and maybe if Mona would let her, then maybe this breast situation would work out for the both of them, if only Lisa had the courage to ask her. Lisa suddenly shook her head and came back to reality. What am I doing? This is crazy! You don t need to drink Mona s milk, you pervert! Lisa sat back in front of the television, and a few hours later she went to bed. Still, her last drowsy thought before falling asleep was of Mona, staggering through the door, her wet shirt plastered to her skin.
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