Becoming a Milk Factory Overflowing Bra Explicit Version by Xodin Ariane hadn't made any plans for the evening, but she chose to slip on some shorts with a dressy top should the desire to go bar hopping take her. The fabric of her clothes wrapped the curvy body of the pale redheaded Canadian quite snugly. The rich shades of red and black in her hair complimented the many rhinestones that adorned her shirt. Her prominent J-Cup breasts contrasted sharply with her tiny waist, giving her a sizzling voluptuousness that was difficult for men (and some women) to resist whenever she hit the clubs. She finished the ensemble with a pair of simple but tall black high heels. Then it started. It began at first as only a slight irritation on her nipples. Ariane hadn't bothered with a bra, and it felt as if the black fabric of her rhinestone top was scratching the pale tender bumpy flesh of her areolas. It wasn't long though before that heat spread, and she realized the irritation was really the subtle sensation of her skin stretching as both of her already large breasts swelled slightly in size. Reaching up with both hands she cupped her endowments. Both were large enough normally that neither could be properly cupped by any hand of any size, but as she hefted their weight she could definitely feel a slight change in them. Slowly but surely as the heat moved deeper she felt both fleshy orbs grow slightly heavier. The neck line of her shirt began to dip, looking strained, and her cleavage tightened up. Inch by inch her breasts were growing larger in her hands. She backed against the wall as the sensation of growth filled her up. Her blood raced as the heat consumed her senses. Inside of her breasts there were new milk glands growing, and each one quickly took to the task of producing a creamy bounty. The growth of new tissue and quick production of milk forced her tits larger and rounder. The fabric of her shirt stretched and stretched. She felt the rhinestones getting farther apart against her hands. The sounds of thread snapping and seams beginning to tear filled her ears. It had been only seconds but already her shirt was straining to confine two juggs the size of basketballs. With each breath she took she watched her cleavage deepen and the tit flesh pour up over the neckline of her shirt. Her growing tits inched closer to her chin as her shirt desperately attempted to support their growing size. The itchy irritation continued as her skin was pulled tighter. The pale white expanses of skin were forced to grow to keep from being stretched too thin, yet it was difficult to keep up with the constant increases in the bulk of her tits. She felt the milk building up inside her. She felt the heat of her breasts flowing in to the rest of her. Her knees felt weak as spasms of pleasure tickled her genitals. She tentatively reached a hand up over the strained expanse of her shirt and felt the fat protrusion of a thick nipple tenting the fabric. She pinched the engorged nub through the fabric as if to wake herself from this dream, but instead of waking up she instead felt the rush of an orgasm burst between her hips, releasing her pussy juices into her panties and down her inner thighs. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she reached forward with both hands around her growing beach ball sized tits to grab at her nipples in unison. She felt the fabric around them begin to tear as she pinched and grabbed them to get herself off. Rhinestones fell the floor as she milked orgasm after orgasm from her raw nipples. The sensation of her hands wrapped around those huge thick nipples was not unlike stroking a cock, but far more intense as every inch felt as sensitive as the surfaces inside her pussy. Naked expanses of her widened areolas began to show through and she found herself clawing at the fabric to free her milk filled juggs. Rhinestones bounced away across the wooden floor as Ariane tore her shirt to shreds. Her massive breasts fell free from the restrictions of the shirt. Tits the size of bean bag chairs with coke bottle nipples hung from her chest, obscuring all view of her torso. She felt their undersides brush against her thighs. The greater elasticity of her areola's skin was apparent, as both of them had stretched out faster than the rest of her breasts' skin, allowing them to take up a larger relative area on the front of each tit than they normally would have on a normal sized breast. The flesh of both areolas and nipples had grown much much darker, hinting at the promise of a huge creamy bounty awaiting lactation. Try as she might, the weight of the increasing gallons of milk inside her human udders finally pulled her forwards to the floor. On all fours her breasts filled the entire space between the floorboards and her torso. She tried to sit back to pull her nipples up to where she could reach them but her burgeoning tits had surpassed the size where she could reach around them to nipple jerk herself off. Without those orgasms the desperate need to cum began to dominate her attention. Her nethers felt inflamed with desire, and had she been able to view them she would have been shocked by how swollen and red they'd become. She could however feel the fat lips of her labia clenching hungrily around the wet fabric of her panties, as if her pussy was desperately attempting to clench around anything that it possibly could. With no hope of reaching around her tits to those delectably sensitive nipples she eagerly began tearing off the rest of her clothes. The pussy soaked rags of her skirt and panties were soon discarded and she felt the cool air of the room tease her sopping wet pussy. She plunged her fingers in to her depths, feeling a squishing sensation as her knuckles easily sank into her entrance. The looseness surprised her as her pussy easily swallowed her fist, but she didn't ultimately care. Her vaginal muscles clamped down around her wrists as tightly as any virgin's. Over and over again she pushed herself to climax. Stars filled her eyes each time she came, and each time that her vision cleared she could see that her breasts had grown even larger. From bean bag chairs to the size of actual recliners on the verge of being as large as love seats. Her tit flesh grew without restraint, filling endlessly with milk held back only by two darkening nipples the size of paint cans. Her tit flesh spread slowly outwards over the hardwood floor. Ariane hardly cared by this point. Her legs were soaked in her juices and her entire body was covered with glistening sweat as her fingers frantically tried to quell the rapidly out of control libido that seemed to grow as fast as her tits. Her belly bulged outwards as her womb and the depths of her pussy seemed to deepen, requiring more space. She felt her mind fading in to a drunken stupor of orgasmic pleasure as another climax wet her thighs. A clit the size of a thumb pressed out from between her labia and with one hand embedded inside her pussy, she grabbed at the clit with her other. She didn't see her labia swelling larger as her pussy itself increased in size. She also failed to see her thighs and ass thickening up as if filling with fat that would eventually be used to fuel her milk production. Even her hip bones were extending further out to each side, but she didn't notice as her hands desperately worked to pleasure herself, wetting her thighs and cleavage with even more juices from her orgasms. Her tits pressed into her chin and she didn't notice how she began burying her face in her own comfortable cleavage. She didn't notice as the skin pulled away from the sides of her ribcage as the bases of her breasts grew large enough to cover her entire chest and abdomen. She didn't notice as her fleshy orbs, only partially flattened by gravity, eventually reached five feet in height. Growing taller as they grew bigger all around forced her to rise to her knees. Her cleavage now began at the base of her neck and reached down to her stomach. Growing bigger and cumming became the only two things that were important to her. With her fists buried deep in her cunt she failed to notice when her tits grew large enough to begin pulling her upwards to her feet. She filled over half the room and still new milk glands developed inside of her, eager to do what they were meant to. Her hips and ass widened and fattened outwards like a brood cow's body preparing itself. It was only when she felt her feet leave the floor that she regained enough of her senses to realize how large she'd grown. Even with her high heels still on her feet couldn't touch the wooden floor. She couldn't even see around her mountainous swells of tit-flesh. She figured each breast must have been nearly eight feet high, and her perfect legs with their thickened thighs dangled from her torso as she hanged from her own bosom. A pregnant sized belly housing an engorged uterus and a much deeper vaginal canal was pressed deeply in to her cleavage where she barely noticed it at all. She wasn't really a woman anymore. She was more tit than girl. Just the milk inside her tits was many times over her "normal" weight, never mind the countless pounds of tissue and fat. She wasn't just a girl anymore. She was a milk factory. As if cued by her revelation she felt her two nipples, each the size of oil drums, begin to throb. A million ducts on each one grew wet with cream. She felt the heat inside her breasts intensify as her milk began flowing towards her teats. As each sensitive nipple began spraying a million streams of white liquid, each one felt as orgasmic as a hose spraying against her pussy. The sensation of a million of them forced her to cum almost violently. Her legs tensed, her arms flayed as she tried to find anything to grab onto, and every other muscle contracted in pleasure. If she'd been a man she'd have compared the sensation to having a million cocks all cumming at once, but as a woman whom came strictly from giving milk there was no correlation. Lactation and Orgasmic Climax were now one and the same. A million spouts of milk each forcing the sensation of its own orgasm through every square foot of tit-flesh, moving from nipple to torso, and from torso down to a cunt so assaulted by pleasure that its vaginal muscles could have crushed beer cans with its convulsions. Her sweat covered tits and pussy wetted legs gave her no clear hand holds as Ariane tried in vain to endure the orgasms that stole control of her body. One hand finally found her clit, swollen to the size of a golf ball and just as hard. More by instinct than conscious though she gripped it tightly while the rest of her torso and limbs bucked with pleasure. The streams of milk began ramping up like faucets, and the orgasmic sensations made her room size tits quake. Tit flesh wobbled as it swelled, almost appearing as if her skin would tear and her tits would burst if she didn't express her milk faster. Her milk glands refused to slow production, and countless more began to grow and increase the pressure inside her with even more human cream. Every last sensation of the unstoppable changes found its way to her cunt where splashes of pussy juice pouring from between her labia signaled the arrival of another orgasm, rewarding her for growing so well. Screams of blissful pleasure escaped her perfect lips as the last vestiges of control over her body left her. Her limbs shook with joy as the gushing sprays of milk became a torrent as strong as a fire hydrant. Her conscious mind was shunted aside as orgasm after orgasm wracked her senses, eventually rolling over in to one long continuous climax that engorged her labia and kept her pussy gushing juices on to the floor. Her clit engorged to the size of a softball and she tried to keep her hands wrapped around it despite the slick and slippery surface that her gushing pussy constantly made it. A difficult task considering her belly now housed the far depths of an immense vagina all and the glands that created the endless flow of pussy juices. Her mind numbed, and just before the last bits of cognitive thought left her in favor of endless pleasure, she felt the walls and ceiling crack as her still swelling tits outgrew the room. Her self-awareness dimmed as her mind broke. Her brain operated now only to fulfill the function of interpreting pleasure. Thinking, conscious thought, memories, everything else was wiped away clean by the need to experience the most craved of urges. By the morning the house was gone. It had been entirely demolished from the inside out by her growing mass of milk and glands. Every last bit of rubble was buried beneath her body. At first glance Ariane looked like two somewhat flattered fleshy orbs each larger than a house, with truck sized teats constantly releasing milk as quickly as any forest river. The two shiny sweat covered mountains of tit-flesh continued to grow though it was difficult to perceive. From the right angle the rest of Ariane's morphed figure could be seen hanging off the sides of both breasts in her cleavage. Her tiny head was barely noticeable, a drooling pleasure crazed face rested in her cleavage. Just beneath her head the swell of a couch sized ass began with hips just as wide. A pair of legs, each twice as long as a normal woman’s with thighs each thicker than a 100 year old oak dangled, with her petite feet still wearing her high heels from the evening. Yet those thighs, ass, and hips could only barely be seen as all were heavily obscured by a cunt that dominated the rest of her body that wasn't breasts. Humongous blossoming labia lips obscured the view of her ass and thighs. A clit the size of a volkswagon forced her legs apart, throbbing with pleasure in the first rays of the morning sunlight. The labia were fat enough to prevent viewing of the actual entrance to her cunt, but if anyone had tried to check they'd have found it could accommodate a small bus. If her belly had also grown to match her elephantine pussy was unknown, but a river of countless gallons of pussy juice flowed without pause from between her labia, hinting at the possibility of a massive orb housing her womb and enhanced vagina, completely hidden in the cleavage of her house sized tits. The sight of Ariane's new body would normally have garnered more attention, but as the morning sun rose higher, other houses in the area began crumbling. Within moments the neighboring home had been replaced by two tits that had formerly been Ariane's neighbor. The next house over similarly was replaced by two fifty foot wide breasts that had until last night been another normal woman. Within the hour it became obvious that every woman for miles had spent the night growing bigger and bigger to become nothing more than a mountain of milk spewing breast-flesh and gushing pussies constantly in the throes of orgasm. The cause was unknown, but the effect was quite apparent. End? ------------------------------------------------ The original, less explicit version of this story was originally posted here: http://fav.me/d57n72d The image that inspired the story can be found here: http://fav.me/d57hoaq Over one hundred images of Ariane's swollen breasts can be found here: http://arianefan.deviantart.com/gallery/38295573