Breast Inflation Novels & Stories

Alfi sneaks his hand to Varz’s kimono cleavage, and Varz strokes Alfi’s left chest, which is not covered by his jacket. "Eh?! Why is her breast so small? I am also sure that Kartika’s breast is not this small, though I am sure she’s around A cup. Oh, never mind, size doesn’t matter as long as I can touch and suck them.” Alfi thought stroking "her" "breast" passionately. "Eh?! Why is her breast so big? I am sure that her breasts are as thick as a board. Don’t tell me she has increased their volume just for me?? I am so happy." Varz thought stroking "her" "breast" passionately.

I groan as I remember the sight of her bright smile as she talked to the neighbors, the curve of the fabric that outlined her plump little ass. And then those thoughts dissipate, bringing forth the sight of her now. Swollen breasts and fuller hips. My cock throbs, precum spilling out of my slit as I think about those full breasts exposed. How pert and perfect those stiff nipples would be, and what they would taste like in my mouth. The strangest thought pushes through, because I don’t remember her breasts being so big before, and the reality hits me and my cock full force. Probably because she’s breastfeeding. Or pumping. Or whatever.

She's updated with JL. But even JL struggled with the seatbelt, and in his attempt, his arm brushed against my chest. I'm blessed with a B cup and even though there are women with bigger ones than my thirty-six, I'm fine with it. The last thing I want is a back injury. Have you seen those women struggling because of the weight of their breasts? More silicone please!

Intent on giving me a boob drop to remember, she got a big grin and jerked them over her head, letting her tits pop out and fall. She definitely knows where her strengths lie...her breasts are perfect...firm, full and breathtakingly perfect. Her nipples stand proud of the puffy areola, and I felt the warm, flesh filling my hand. I ran my fingers over the nipples, savoring the exquisite erections, before stretching my lips to get as much as I could. My former girlfriend, Julie, had puffy nips...my first experience with puffies. You see them on the internet, but when you encounter them, for real, they are fucking amazing!

phase. They kept me locked in position and brought out additional toys. They attached vibrating clamps to my swollen nipples that combined suction with intense vibration. The sensation was maddening. My breasts were milked harder than ever while the men took turns fucking my holes slowly, edging themselves while forcing me to edge with them. They made me beg in moos. “Moooo… please breed your cow… please drain my udders… fill me with cum…” They rewarded me with more loads. By sunrise my belly felt bloated with cum, my pussy and ass were red, puffy, and constantly leaking, and my breasts — though drained repeatedly — still produced more milk every time a new orgasm hit.

A solution to this problem. Apparently if you regularly had your breasts thoroughly massaged at their developing age by a man, your breasts will flourish and turn plumper with each massage. That was the secret to getting nice, thick breasts. To have a boy regularly work on them. The girls listened spell bounded. Finally a secret way verified by older women! It must be true! But to their dismay, there was no boy present there. So the girls decided to do the next best thing. To try and help each other grow during this shower. One girl sneaked up behind Jane and unhooked her bra. Jane gasped and held her bra against her naked frail breasts. She was too shy to let them see. But the girls insiste

“Someone hired her to take care of me. She doesn’t know who.” Avery narrowed her eyes, crossing her arms. “That’s strange. Who just sends a nurse out of nowhere?” Nancy stepped closer, her medical bag slung over her shoulder. Her voice was calm but urgent. “Olivia, you need to pump. That’s why your breasts are swollen; engorgement. With your babies gone, your body is producing milk, and it has nowhere to go. I brought a pump. It’ll help.” Avery and I exchanged a heavy look and sighed at the same time.

The body slumped forward in the chair. A frown creased Alex's face as she worked to undress the girl. She dragged the body to the tub in the bathroom then flipped on the water. While she waited, she adorned the cream-colored low cut dress and looked down. Her swollen breast burst at the seams. The whole thing felt too tight. She'd have to pump later. Someone was going to notice she just grew a breast size and a dress size in the last five minutes. She flattened her boobs out underneath the bra as best as she could. It was uncomfortable but at least she wasn't bursting forth anymore.

the doctor said. "Distressing is an understatement, Doctor. It is painful. My breasts feel like they are going to explode every morning. And I have a spontaneous sexual appetite that I cannot seem to control. What am I supposed to do? I work in a professional office. I cannot just leak through my suit during a board meetings." Dr. Melford sighed sympathetically. "There are medications to help balance your hormones, but they have side effects. My first recommendation would be more practical. You need to relieve the pressure."

Noah helped Conrad to clean the gel and get off the couch. "You know, in some cases, the male mothers, often lactate their child. Like they can breast feed them. It’s not rare case but that presents some symptoms to diagnose it. Your body is gaining weight overall, that’s a good sign so far. You are not over weight. But in case of males who could breast feed, they can feel their chest heavy. Like buffing out. With nipples swollen. And if you press them, you will feel a little stinging pain. And few drops leak off the nipples too. Basically these are the signs that tell that your body us adapting the changes.