She sat in front of her camera, eagerly waiting for more viewers to join her live stream, with a sed

She sat in front of her camera, eagerly waiting for more viewers to join her live stream, with a seductive grin across her face. She wore thigh high red fish nets, with a form fitting latex pair of underwear, but the main thing attracting any viewers attention was the belt like collar around her slim neck, attached were two chains leading down her chest, at the end of each were two small clamps tightly holding onto each nipple. Reaching one hand off to the side, she grabbed a small bottle of pills. She held it towards the camera, it read “Lactation Pills”.

She stuck her tongue out, almost resembling a dog waiting for a treat. She placed one of the pills on the centre of her tongue and swallowed it with an audible gulp. Her hands cupped underneath each breast as she bit her bottom lip, looking directly into the camera.

The pills began to take effect, a light moan escaped her lips as a tingling sensation flowed all throughout her. A steady flow of warmth filled her chest as milk started being produced. The weight of each breast began increasing, pressing into her hands as they filled more.

They swelled outwards at a slow, but noticeable pace. She held eye contact with the camera as her cheeks began to blush, she reached one hand up, grasping her hair as another moan escaped her lips as her chest filled like two balloons attached to her slim figure, reaching the size of melons.

She looked towards her live stream chat, which normally would be praising her increasing size, but she saw a slew of comments begging her to swell faster. Not wanting to displease her audience she once again held she the bottle up towards the camera, hinting that she would take another pill. 

Yet still her audience was not pleased, message after message filled the small screen, demanding she swallow the entire bottle. A puzzled yet nervous look crossed her face, they couldn’t be serious, although it was quite apparent, they were. She sat staring, trying to think of some way out of this without upsetting her audience any further, all the while her breasts were still slowly filling further, their tear drop shape reaching further down her torso.

“Alright then, if someone donates fifty … no. One hundred thousand I’ll swallow the entire bottle, right now“ She smirked, thinking she had solved the issue

Her smirk quickly faded as she heard a high pitch ping of someone donating, she looked in horror towards the screen, a notification with the number “$100,000” had appeared. The chat was filled with message after message, demanding she follow on her word. She sat motionless, knowing there was no way of backing out now. She just hoped that like usual, her clamps would eventually lose their hold from the pressure, and guizer of milk would be erupted towards the camera.

Raising the bottle up towards her mouth, hand shaking with nerves, and tipped it back, swallowing its contents. She cupped her hands under each breast, waiting for the inevitable to occur. A moan escaped her lips as she tilted her head backwards, a shiver struck through her entire body as the warm flow increased, feeling as though it was building up, ready to release.

Her breasts surged forward as though a dam had been broken, leaning back she struggled to stay upright as they rapidly increased in weight and size. She gripped each breast from beneath, lifting them as they swelled past the size of watermelons.

The chains pulled taut, tugging on each of her nipples, her moans echoed throughout the room as the pressure on each grew. She trembled from the feeling. Each chain began to be enveloped by her breasts as they dug in, fighting to contain her. Each nipple pointed upwards as the clamps still held a vice like grip, refusing to lose the battle.

Her breasts looked like two beachballs on her chest, each chain was hidden from view, swallowed by each swelling orb. Any second now she thought, any second the clamps would lose their grip and she would finally get relief. The sound of metal creaking recoiled around the room.

A loud snap rang out as her breasts surged outwards, violently pulling her forwards. Forcefully she slammed onto the wooden floor landing atop her ballooning breasts, still in shot of her thousands of followers. A sigh of relief escaped her, thinking the clamps had finally given way, but confusion quickly set in as her bust continued to swell outwards, now free from restraint at an increased rate.

The realisation of her situation began to fill her with dread, she desperately tried to reach around the now near yoga ball sized bust. Even as she pleaded for help a constant stream of messages still flooded her streams chat, chanting for her to grow bigger. Each passing second, she was disappearing more and more behind her bust as it encroached on the camera.

Her bust now took up the entire shot before knocking the camera over. It landed face up, pointing towards the ceiling. The pale orbs continued their march onwards, coming into shot of the camera, taking up more and more space in its field of view until it finally was smothered. All that could be heard through the stream were her muffled pleas for help increasingly being drowned out by what sounded like waves crashing as her milk production continued.

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This was a little rushed, apologies.

Uncensored version can be found on my DeviantArt: https://www.deviantart.com/pumpherbigger