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Enjoy the boob growth. x3

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", "writing": "[u][b]Milkette & Nori: Do Not Disturb[/b][/u]\n[i]Authored by MilkJunkie (www.furaffinity.net/user/milkjunkie) [/i]\n\n\nNori was awoken by a gentle nudging to the back of his head. The raccoon opened his eyes half-way, still rather drowsy, but he rolled over onto his back to see the lovely femme mouse he had spent the night with looming over him with a little smile. He offered a little smile back, but then tugged the sheets on his bed up over his head to block out the sunlight that poured in from the nearby window.\n\n“Hey, none of that,” Milkette, the mouse, giggled, grabbing the sheets and tugging them back down. Nori gave a playful vampire hiss and covered his eyes, kind of kicking his feet and wiggling a bit.\n\n“I don’t wanna get up~! Gimmie five more minutes,” Nori whined.\n\nMilkette smirked a little and propped her head up on her hand, elbow dug into the pillow next to the gray raccoon’s head to deliberately sink his head in a little and put him off-balance. Nori uncovered his eyes and puffed out his cheeks adorably, looking up as high as he could without actually moving his head. His gaze could only reach the creamy buttermilk brown of the mouse’s chin, which gave him a tantalizing view of those heaving same-colour breasts that rest not far beneath them.\n\n“Go get me a shirt or something and I’ll go make us some pancakes,” Milkette said with a grin.\n\nNori looked at her blankly, and spoke bitterly, “… I do this only for the fluffy goodness of pancakes.”\n\nAll at once the raccoon whipped the sheets off his body, tossing them to the foot of the bed. He then rolled to his side, successful in veering himself right off of it and sending himself to the floor with a thud. That was enough of a jolt to get him up and scramble to his feet. He yawned and gave a big stretch of his arms and an arch of his back to work those muscles into working order, looking over his shoulder at the mouse he’d spent the night with. Her eyes were glued to Nori’s perky little butt, so he gave it a wiggle for her benefit before he dragged himself to his dresser.\n\nHe began rummaging about like only a raccoon could. He had to find a shirt that fit over a pair of head-sized hooters after all! He took a second look at the mouse’s chest as she waited and deducted that she was indeed maybe more than his head in size… That was going to make for some problems. How could someone whose shirts were designed for the flat-chested and masculine provide ample covering for the anything-but-flat and feminine body of Milkette?\n\nThen he saw it. A small glimpse of orange-yellow fabric buried in with all the rest of his t-shirts. Something clicked in his mind, like a light switch being pushed into the upward position. It was evil. His mind directed all processing to mischief and trouble-making, and he reached for the shirt he had spied.\n\n“[i]Should I?[/i]” He thought, “[i]No. No I shouldn’t. Oh but I will! I’ll teach her for waking ME up – Nori the Magnificent![/i]”\n\nThe mouse was blissfully unaware of Nori’s evil eye-shifting as he smirked and played table-tennis with his morals. Naturally evil got the point, and he pulled out that shirt and gave it a flick in the air to flatten it out right. It was his favorite shirt in the whole wide world, short-sleeved and devious. It was mostly an orange-yellow, with the short sleeves sectioned off by their white colour. In the very middle of the shirt, there was a white, cartoony explosion, with orange-yellow bubble letters seeming to burst forth from said explosion of white, spelling out the word “FWOOMP” in big, capital letters topped off with a bubbly exclamation mark.\n\nNori wore that shirt almost all the time. He was surprised that there weren’t any food stains, or other stains on the shirt, or that it wasn’t all stretched out from when he wore it as a kid. Indeed, it was an enigmatic shirt. He couldn’t remember where he even got it from! It was like he just had it one day, and he never let it go. But like most of the things Nori ever touched, it held an aura of mischief that no one could ever really put their thumb on. Maybe they were just suspicious that he wore it so often.\n\nBut Nori knew. Oh that raccoon knew what that shirt was capable of. On top of being able to keep his body heat contained, and the amazing super power of keeping him warm him from dastardly cool air, it served another function. He wore that shirt all the time simply because he could get away with doing so and have no consequences whatsoever. Others on the other hand had slight… complications. Milkette was going to discover these complications first hand!\n\n“Here,” Nori said, tossing her the shirt, “Put that on.”\n\nMilkette peeled the shirt from her face and sat up in bed, causing the sheets to fall off her lovely, curvy body all the more. She held the shirt out an examined it. Nori could tell she was tossing out a size difference between her and the shirt, and was probably concluding that she’d never fit into such a thing. It wasn’t that she was transparent in her thinking or anything however… Nori was simply experienced in knowing how his victims would react, having pulled so many glorious pranks over the years.\n\n“It’s stretchy,” Nori assured with a beaming smile.\n\n“If you say so,” Milkette shrugged.\n\nHe watched, his grin spreading ear-to-ear as Milkette turned the shirt away from her and tossed it up over her head. It was as fun watching her struggle to get it on as it would be to watch the results! She barely got those chocolatey brown arms through the little arm holes before she grabbed the bottom of the shirt and grunted as she pulled it down over her head, and squeezed her head through the little neck hole. It popped through faster than she expected, and she released the shirt after barely getting it over her breasts to tug her long chocolate-brown hair out of the neck hole. She shook her head to make sure her hair flowed freely behind her and gave a little sigh, looking at the little garment she wore.\n\n“Hey, this is kinda comfy once you get it on~” Milkette cooed. Nori was much more pleased by the squished-out under-boob he could see, his fluffy tail waggling about.\n\nIt only took a moment before it almost looked like Milkette’s chest was vibrating. The mouse looked utterly perplexed, one brow arched as she gazed down at her chest. She was racking her brain over just what those tingling feelings in her breasts were, no doubt. And Nori could almost sense that feeling of impending doom and/or regret for having even put the shirt on. The mouse wasn’t stupid, after all. Once she started feeling those sensations, she KNEW Nori was up to something, and mentally cursed herself for falling for it… even if she couldn’t have known.\n\n“Nori! What did you d- OOH!” Milkette squeaked, not even being able to properly finish her accusation of the little scamp before her breasts suddenly SURGED forth in the top in a sudden eruption of mass and plush jiggliness! They had gained several inches around in just a few seconds, pulling that shirt tighter around their masses, the undersides squeezing out even more as they grew. Nori bounced on his toes in excitement and giggled as he clapped his hands together, oh-so-proud of himself for doing what he did.\n\nMilkette shot the covers off her body and glared at the raccoon that looked so damn proud. She squirmed onto her knees with a little growl of discontent, “Nori you little…!”\n\nWhen Milkette spring-boarded herself off her knees to lunge at the raccoon, he squealed and jumped aside, anticipating that Milkette was going to send herself right off the bed and onto the floor. Instead, in mid-flight, the mouse suffered another boom of growth. Several more inches filled out her chest in half the amount of seconds, making that shirt creak dangerously. The sudden addition of weight stopped the mouse and dropped her onto the bed. She groaned, her upper body resting propped up by two massive breasts, two giggling globes of fur-covered flesh that resembled two fully inflated beach balls in size!\n\nMilkette pushed herself back up into a sitting position on the bed. Her heaving made her colossal breasts bounce heavily, sloshing about almost comically full of milk no doubt. Milkette gazed down at her breasts in shock, then to Nori in annoyance.\n\n“Oh I hate y- whoa!” Milkette’s breasts bust forth again, the top-heavy mouse becoming very much top-heavier! She grabbed those heaving hooters and held them up, trying to squeeze them against her body, a crimson blush splashing over her face. Several more inches were piled into those massive mammaries in no time, and they were feeling horrendously heavy. Nori eyed those tantalizing titties with a low, rumbling purr in his throat, the little… not-so-little raccoon getting awful excited with the fruits of his own labor. He eyed the mouse with a jutting ebon-fleshed erection flagged up from between his legs that could have played his cute chest like a drum stick!\n\nOne more ‘FWOOMP’ and Milkette’s over-abundant boobies were so heavy that she fell backwards onto the bed. They over-took her torso making her appear to be built of curves that struck curves. Those boulder-like bazongas had escaped Nori’s shirt, making the fabric crumple up uselessly above them, while completely hiding her chest and her stomach. She was helplessly pinned beneath herself, and looking as miffed as all hell over it.\n\nNori literally skipped to the bed, and hopped back onto it, tossing himself against Milkette’s jumbo jugs. The pressure alone was enough to make two thick squirts of milk gush up from her over-swollen nipples. He climbed onto them and let his little, slinky body drape over them so that all Milkette could see past her own cavernous cleavage was his smiling face. Nori looked like he had just won the lottery! And in many men’s opinion, he had certainly hit the jackpot. His over-elongated erection made itself snuggly at home between those swollen sweater-puppies, and Nori’s hands wrapped around Milkette’s nipples like that were overly fat joysticks.\n\n“Now just give me fiiiiive more minutes…” Nori purred…", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Milkette & Nori: Do Not Disturb
Authored by MilkJunkie (www.furaffinity.net/user/milkjunkie)


Nori was awoken by a gentle nudging to the back of his head. The raccoon opened his eyes half-way, still rather drowsy, but he rolled over onto his back to see the lovely femme mouse he had spent the night with looming over him with a little smile. He offered a little smile back, but then tugged the sheets on his bed up over his head to block out the sunlight that poured in from the nearby window.

“Hey, none of that,” Milkette, the mouse, giggled, grabbing the sheets and tugging them back down. Nori gave a playful vampire hiss and covered his eyes, kind of kicking his feet and wiggling a bit.

“I don’t wanna get up~! Gimmie five more minutes,” Nori whined.

Milkette smirked a little and propped her head up on her hand, elbow dug into the pillow next to the gray raccoon’s head to deliberately sink his head in a little and put him off-balance. Nori uncovered his eyes and puffed out his cheeks adorably, looking up as high as he could without actually moving his head. His gaze could only reach the creamy buttermilk brown of the mouse’s chin, which gave him a tantalizing view of those heaving same-colour breasts that rest not far beneath them.

“Go get me a shirt or something and I’ll go make us some pancakes,” Milkette said with a grin.

Nori looked at her blankly, and spoke bitterly, “… I do this only for the fluffy goodness of pancakes.”

All at once the raccoon whipped the sheets off his body, tossing them to the foot of the bed. He then rolled to his side, successful in veering himself right off of it and sending himself to the floor with a thud. That was enough of a jolt to get him up and scramble to his feet. He yawned and gave a big stretch of his arms and an arch of his back to work those muscles into working order, looking over his shoulder at the mouse he’d spent the night with. Her eyes were glued to Nori’s perky little butt, so he gave it a wiggle for her benefit before he dragged himself to his dresser.

He began rummaging about like only a raccoon could. He had to find a shirt that fit over a pair of head-sized hooters after all! He took a second look at the mouse’s chest as she waited and deducted that she was indeed maybe more than his head in size… That was going to make for some problems. How could someone whose shirts were designed for the flat-chested and masculine provide ample covering for the anything-but-flat and feminine body of Milkette?

Then he saw it. A small glimpse of orange-yellow fabric buried in with all the rest of his t-shirts. Something clicked in his mind, like a light switch being pushed into the upward position. It was evil. His mind directed all processing to mischief and trouble-making, and he reached for the shirt he had spied.

“Should I?” He thought, “No. No I shouldn’t. Oh but I will! I’ll teach her for waking ME up – Nori the Magnificent!”

The mouse was blissfully unaware of Nori’s evil eye-shifting as he smirked and played table-tennis with his morals. Naturally evil got the point, and he pulled out that shirt and gave it a flick in the air to flatten it out right. It was his favorite shirt in the whole wide world, short-sleeved and devious. It was mostly an orange-yellow, with the short sleeves sectioned off by their white colour. In the very middle of the shirt, there was a white, cartoony explosion, with orange-yellow bubble letters seeming to burst forth from said explosion of white, spelling out the word “FWOOMP” in big, capital letters topped off with a bubbly exclamation mark.

Nori wore that shirt almost all the time. He was surprised that there weren’t any food stains, or other stains on the shirt, or that it wasn’t all stretched out from when he wore it as a kid. Indeed, it was an enigmatic shirt. He couldn’t remember where he even got it from! It was like he just had it one day, and he never let it go. But like most of the things Nori ever touched, it held an aura of mischief that no one could ever really put their thumb on. Maybe they were just suspicious that he wore it so often.

But Nori knew. Oh that raccoon knew what that shirt was capable of. On top of being able to keep his body heat contained, and the amazing super power of keeping him warm him from dastardly cool air, it served another function. He wore that shirt all the time simply because he could get away with doing so and have no consequences whatsoever. Others on the other hand had slight… complications. Milkette was going to discover these complications first hand!

“Here,” Nori said, tossing her the shirt, “Put that on.”

Milkette peeled the shirt from her face and sat up in bed, causing the sheets to fall off her lovely, curvy body all the more. She held the shirt out an examined it. Nori could tell she was tossing out a size difference between her and the shirt, and was probably concluding that she’d never fit into such a thing. It wasn’t that she was transparent in her thinking or anything however… Nori was simply experienced in knowing how his victims would react, having pulled so many glorious pranks over the years.

“It’s stretchy,” Nori assured with a beaming smile.

“If you say so,” Milkette shrugged.

He watched, his grin spreading ear-to-ear as Milkette turned the shirt away from her and tossed it up over her head. It was as fun watching her struggle to get it on as it would be to watch the results! She barely got those chocolatey brown arms through the little arm holes before she grabbed the bottom of the shirt and grunted as she pulled it down over her head, and squeezed her head through the little neck hole. It popped through faster than she expected, and she released the shirt after barely getting it over her breasts to tug her long chocolate-brown hair out of the neck hole. She shook her head to make sure her hair flowed freely behind her and gave a little sigh, looking at the little garment she wore.

“Hey, this is kinda comfy once you get it on~” Milkette cooed. Nori was much more pleased by the squished-out under-boob he could see, his fluffy tail waggling about.

It only took a moment before it almost looked like Milkette’s chest was vibrating. The mouse looked utterly perplexed, one brow arched as she gazed down at her chest. She was racking her brain over just what those tingling feelings in her breasts were, no doubt. And Nori could almost sense that feeling of impending doom and/or regret for having even put the shirt on. The mouse wasn’t stupid, after all. Once she started feeling those sensations, she KNEW Nori was up to something, and mentally cursed herself for falling for it… even if she couldn’t have known.

“Nori! What did you d- OOH!” Milkette squeaked, not even being able to properly finish her accusation of the little scamp before her breasts suddenly SURGED forth in the top in a sudden eruption of mass and plush jiggliness! They had gained several inches around in just a few seconds, pulling that shirt tighter around their masses, the undersides squeezing out even more as they grew. Nori bounced on his toes in excitement and giggled as he clapped his hands together, oh-so-proud of himself for doing what he did.

Milkette shot the covers off her body and glared at the raccoon that looked so damn proud. She squirmed onto her knees with a little growl of discontent, “Nori you little…!”

When Milkette spring-boarded herself off her knees to lunge at the raccoon, he squealed and jumped aside, anticipating that Milkette was going to send herself right off the bed and onto the floor. Instead, in mid-flight, the mouse suffered another boom of growth. Several more inches filled out her chest in half the amount of seconds, making that shirt creak dangerously. The sudden addition of weight stopped the mouse and dropped her onto the bed. She groaned, her upper body resting propped up by two massive breasts, two giggling globes of fur-covered flesh that resembled two fully inflated beach balls in size!

Milkette pushed herself back up into a sitting position on the bed. Her heaving made her colossal breasts bounce heavily, sloshing about almost comically full of milk no doubt. Milkette gazed down at her breasts in shock, then to Nori in annoyance.

“Oh I hate y- whoa!” Milkette’s breasts bust forth again, the top-heavy mouse becoming very much top-heavier! She grabbed those heaving hooters and held them up, trying to squeeze them against her body, a crimson blush splashing over her face. Several more inches were piled into those massive mammaries in no time, and they were feeling horrendously heavy. Nori eyed those tantalizing titties with a low, rumbling purr in his throat, the little… not-so-little raccoon getting awful excited with the fruits of his own labor. He eyed the mouse with a jutting ebon-fleshed erection flagged up from between his legs that could have played his cute chest like a drum stick!

One more ‘FWOOMP’ and Milkette’s over-abundant boobies were so heavy that she fell backwards onto the bed. They over-took her torso making her appear to be built of curves that struck curves. Those boulder-like bazongas had escaped Nori’s shirt, making the fabric crumple up uselessly above them, while completely hiding her chest and her stomach. She was helplessly pinned beneath herself, and looking as miffed as all hell over it.

Nori literally skipped to the bed, and hopped back onto it, tossing himself against Milkette’s jumbo jugs. The pressure alone was enough to make two thick squirts of milk gush up from her over-swollen nipples. He climbed onto them and let his little, slinky body drape over them so that all Milkette could see past her own cavernous cleavage was his smiling face. Nori looked like he had just won the lottery! And in many men’s opinion, he had certainly hit the jackpot. His over-elongated erection made itself snuggly at home between those swollen sweater-puppies, and Nori’s hands wrapped around Milkette’s nipples like that were overly fat joysticks.

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