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Fri, 13 Oct 2017 23:08:32

haramaster: Pregnant whore satisfies her client’s thirsty needs.4/7[Tsundere Oniku (Ponchi)] Botebar

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Fri, 10 Aug 2018 18:12:20

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What is colostrum and why are these sessions so dang expensive?

July 15, 2014 Nursing adult breast feeding, adult nursing relationship,adult wet nurse, adult wet nurse for hire,adult wet nursing, breast feeding, breast feeding fantasy, breast milk, colostrum, erotic lactation, feeding adults breast milk, fetish,human colostrum, lactation, milk maid,milkmaid, milky momma, milky momma wet nurse, nursing, wet nurse, wetnurse

I started offering colostrum nursing sessions this week.

Nursing this late in pregnancy can and does stimulate uterine contractions. My stomach was tight as a drum during most of todays session! This makes nursing a bit less comfortable for me but mainly my price reflects the cost of the medical supervision I have to undergo to do this.

If you are wondering whether a colostrum session is worth while, it would help to understand just what colostrum is and why its so limited. Here is some information borrowed from le leche leagues website.

The human breasts produce colostrum during mid – late pregnancy and through the first few days of breastfeeding. It is a specialized milk that is clear to yellow in color and syrupy in consistency. It is low in fat, and high in carbohydrates, protein, and antibodies to keep a baby healthy.

It is low in volume often not even an ounce is produced at a time but high in concentrated nutrition.

Colostrum provides large amounts of living cells and a high concentration of immune factors.

Colostrum works as a natural and 100% safe vaccine. It contains large quantities of an antibody called secretory immunoglobulin A (IgA). Colostrum also contains high concentrations of leukocytes, protective white cells which can destroy disease-causing bacteria and viruses.

In other words, colostrum is a crazy cocktail of immune boosting substances. Like breast milk, it still is not completely analyzed and the properties of some of its components are still being discovered. This is just the stuff weKNOW about it.

So for the next few weeks I am offering the chance to try a substance that few adults ever get to taste and you get to drink directly from my breasts and you might even get to be healthier for it!

As always, be safe out there folks and remember breast milk is only as healthy as the woman producing it.

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Why Milky Why?

July 13, 2014 Nursing about,desire, fetish, milky momma, money,motivation, nurse, nursing, personal, wet nurse, why

Perhaps the most frequently asked question I get is simply why do I do what I do?

Am I simply after the money?

On the simplest level, yes. I am here advertising because there is money to be made.

But there is a lot more to it than that.

I enjoy nursing and would probably continue to nurse adults sporadically as my time allowed even if there wasn’t a penny in it for me. I would just pop an ad up on craigslist when the mood struck to do so. Minimal time invested, fun had, back to life as we know it.

Offering nursing as a paid session simply allows me to do it on a regular basis!

I offer 2 sessions per day, 5 days a week, at the moment and charge $60 per session. Its a very reasonable price and makes my service accessible to anyone on nearly any income.

What I offer is hard to find. There is not a wet nurse on every corner. There is by far more demand than supply here. I could ask almost anything I wanted and get it. I could instead choose to charge $150 per session. I could easily book 4 in a week at that rate. If I booked a 5th, then I might have something left over after paying bills.

Wait…why am I not doing that?

Anywho…..I started offering fetish indulgence in answer to the large volume of requests for it. It does add an element of variety and interest. However the main reason I created the option, is to give my clients an outlet for those experiences they crave.

The bottom line is, if I am spending time with you instead of my children, then it darned well is going to contribute to their college funds.

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Sat, 15 Aug 2015 09:05:38

My entry into the Photomanip Discord’s Magic Challenge

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Maybe it was cliched, but October had always been her favorite time of the year. The cool weather and colorful leaves made for a beautiful season, and nobody paid mind to her dressing up like a witch all month. They just assumed she was a Halloween enthusiast, and while that wasn’t untrue, the steeple hat was as much a nod to her alewife ancestors as a not so subtle hint at her current profession. Her business was that of witchcraft, specifically brewing potions and tonics for various mundane and mystical uses.

Today she was enjoying a rather windy October first, glad to have the heat of stuffy late September blown out of her house and some fresh air in the old cottage. The smell of crisp morning air mixed with that of dried herbs and… milk? She stopped for a moment before recalling the business at hand, today she needed to brew up a potion that would help a local farmer’s dairy remain operational. This year had been a tough one, and if his cows didn’t stop under producing her might be forced to sell the farm. He had been a family friend for years and she still fondly remembered picking pumpkins out of his garden at Halloween as a kid. She smiled wistfully as she collected the ingredients she needed on to her table and started to measure of how much she needed of what.

As she separated and mixed the contents a strong gust of wind whipped through the cottage. A small opened pouch of a powder was blown into her face and she launched into a sneezing fit. Her sneezes were so violent she accidentally overturned the half completed potion she had been at work on and it’s contents splashed over her chest.

Her breasts tingled and her back hurt immediately, her eyes went wide when she realized that potion was less inert at this stage than she had imagined. The potion was clearing having some sort of effect on her and she could give a few guesses at what was going to happen. There was a sharp pinching feeling below her breasts followed by a dull ache and some pressure, she reached down and even through her clothing she could feel… was that a nipple? She felt the other side and there was a second one, slowly she lifted her shirt and groaned loudly at the sight of all four of her breasts. As soon as the fabric was lifted her breasts almost sensed the room to grow and started to swell, she tried in vain to hold them still, to push them back, but her hands rapidly filled with soft boob flesh.

As she struggled to contain her expanding bosom she didn’t notice that her nose had stayed pink from her sneezing, and the color had spread until the entire front of her nose was a rosy color. It also looked wider, thicker, from the bridge to the tip it was taking on a rather broad shape. Her ears had begun to have pins and needles, a numb feeling like they had fallen asleep and if she hadn’t been so concerned by the increasingly large and heavy breasts in her hands and arms, she might have noticed how large her ears were. They had become round and large, a light layer of fuzzy hair, fur really, had grown over them and was the same color as hers.

Her back still ached like she had slept on the ground, and the only thing that stopped her fretting over her huge breasts and there decidedly teat like nipples was the cracking and popping as her spine suddenly lengthened. She grit her teeth and saw stars, not so much in pain as just blindsided by the intense sensation. She leaned against the table to balance herself as new vertebrae formed and a long thick tail grew out from above her ass which had also grown a bit thicker and more plump. As she slowly began to process her surroundings once more she noticed the long swaying tail. It was as thick as her wrist and she could feel the weight of it as it moved. She ran her hand down the length and shivered as she felt her hand caress the new part of her for the first time. Soft skin, soft fur, a tuft of black fur at the end… she stopped touching it when she heard the sound of something dripping onto the table. It was the splatter of milk… she looked down at her chest and saw that she had indeed achieved a rather potent amount of milk production, just not for a cow. Her breasts felt almost painfully full, heavy and hot as they still swelled with milk. She tugged and pull at her many nipples trying to milk herself faster than she produced the cream, trying to do anything to stop the pressure.. at least from getting worse. Currently it actually felt a bit nicer than she was ready to admit. Tugging her four teats and spraying fine jets of milk into a nearby bucket made her face red and her loins ache.

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Sun, 01 Oct 2017 12:33:41

Pregnancy TF

“Oh my god Kathy, look at this one!” Nichole laughed, holding up a realistic looking cowboy outfit, complete with a tail and a udder “The shop is so weird..” Nichole was a average sized girl, 5'5, 130 lbs, perky B cup breasts, and shoulder length brown hair. Kathlyn was taller than her friend, reaching nearly 5'8, she was rather skinny but had a large butt that drew your attention, and her long blonde hair reached midway down her back.

“Your tellin’ me Nikki.” Kathlyn laughed, rummaging through a bin of strange costumes. Nichole and Kathlyn had been shopping at the mall when they stumbled across a new store tucked away at the back end. It was the end of September, and they had been delighted to find a costume shop, hoping to find a hidden gem to wear for Halloween. The shop was cramped into one of the smaller boutiques, and most of the costumes were stuffed into large bins to save floor space. The lone employee had ducked out back and the girls were left to themselves as the dug in the bins.

Kathlyn laughed to herself, pulling out a slutty witch outfit, complete with giant fake boobs, she draped it over her chest and pretend to saunter toward Nichole, much to her amusement. “Damn Kathy, you look good with a huge pair of titties!”

“Shhhh, don’t yell titties out loud Nikki.” She scolded her friend, worried the shopkeep would have heard them. “Lets try something on already. Here try this.” Kathy threw a costume to Nichole.

Nichole grabbed the costume, scoffing as she realized it was a fake pregnancy suit, that was rather revealing. “Haha, yeah right Kathy, I’m gonna be a big ol’ preg for Halloween!” They both laughed and Nichole went to sit the suit down, but for some reason she couldn’t stop looking at it. Something about the large curves and hefty breasts of the costume looked so sexy to her, and she smiled when she saw the outfit even had fake milk stains coming from the breasts as if the outfit was lactating. “They really pay attention to details here.” She said to herself.

“What’d you say Nikki?”

“Oh.. Uhm, nothing. I was just talking to myself..” Nichole responded distractedly.

“You still lookin’ at the mommy outfit?” Kathlyn asked “Come on, lets both try one on!” She grinned, lifting up an identical outfit from the pile she was digging in. Nichole grinned and they both went into the dressing rooms.

Nichole stripped out of her clothes, taking off her jeans and loose top, then her small white bra and panties. She shivered as the cool mall air touched her bare skin, giving her body an glance in the mirror. She was nearly perfect, all she needed were slightly bigger breasts. ‘I guess now I’ll have them’ She thought, holding the costume to her chest.

She unzipped the back of the outfit and slowly got her arms and legs through the holes. She could already feel the weight of the costume weighing on her torso, it felt strangely heavier once it was on you she though, struggling to grasp the zipper. She finally grasped it and pull it up, sealing herself into the pregnancy costume. She felt weighed down by the outfit, its large breasts and protruding stomach felt and looked so strange. She looked herself over in the mirror, jiggling the realistic looking belly and tits. “Hahaa, I’m huge!” She laughed, rubbing her belly “I must be at least 7 months pregnant…”

Nichole yelled to the other dressing room “Kathy! Are you knocked up yet!?”

“I’ll say. It looks like I’m ready to pop one out at any minuet!” Kathlyn yelled back.

The girls left the dressing rooms at the same time, and they gasped in unison. The costumes looked so realistic, the way their bellies stuck straight out, hanging out over the costumes shorts. Or the way the G cup breasts jiggled in the bra that looked too small for them, its front appearing dark and damp as if ready for a milking.

“Oh Nikki! Your glowing, how far along are you?” Kathlyn asked mimicking a well meaning nosy person.

“I’m about 8 months in, but more importantly, who is the father?” She joked, pointing at Kathlyn’s huge belly. “I bet it was Tom!”

“Eeeww! That’s so gross Nikki!” Kathlyn threw a costume at her friends head in mock anger “I’d rather it have been Mark anyhow.”

“I should have known…” Nichole smiled, not surprised by her friends choice. Looking at the shops wall clock, Nichole realized it had been over an hour and a half since they started looking through the bins. “Shit, we got to get going, Erin’s gonna be pissed if were late.” Nichole struggled again to reach her zipper. “Get over here and help me get this thing off.”

The girls went back into one of the dressing rooms, and struggled to move around as their large bellies made it hard to navigate the small booth. “Ugh! Hurry up and get this off of me, the thing weighs too much, my back hurts and the fake breasts are squishing me and making me feel sore.”

“Yeah me too.” Kathlyn grimaced, managed to get a hold of her friends zipper and pull it down. The undersized bra and shorts fell away, leaving Nichole completely naked. Her huge G cups jutted out from her chest, capped with slightly puffed out areola and long dark nipples, and her overly large belly were now exposed. She scowled at the costume in the mirror “I meant the whole outfit Kathy. Get it off me already!”

“I… There’s… Uh Nikki… There’s no zipper.”

“What are you talking about!?” Nichole said angrily, reaching behind her to find the zipper. But all she felt was her skin, and as she struggled about her belly pressed against the cold glass of the mirror and sent a chill up her spine. She could feel the icy mirror on her large stomach, as if it was her own. With a mixed feeling of disbelief and terror she rubbed at her belly, then gingerly poked at one of her large pinkish brown nipples. A pleasant zing shot through her, and she watched a drop of white liquid fall from the nipple.

“What are you doing Nikki!” Kathlyn grunted, pulling down her own zipper and watching as her clothes fell away.

Nichole grabbed her breasts and mashed them together, they were real. She wanted to scream, forced to watch her new heavily pregnant body in the mirror as she pull at a nipple and watched a thin stream of milk spray onto the glass.

Kathlyn realized she too was stuck in the suit, and she slapped at her back, trying to find the second zipper in vain. “Nikki did you find the other zipper yet? I’m stuck in this whale!” she laughed nervously, confused at why the costume felt so damn heavy on her.

“Uh… about that… I don’t think its a costume…”

“What? What are you saying!?” Kathlyn growled, spinning her friend around. They stood belly to belly and Nichole could only think of one way to show her. She grabbed her right breast and gave it a tight squeeze, sending a stream of pearly milk into her shocked friends face.

“What the fuck Nikki you got this.. Milk? You got whatever this stuff is all over me!” Kathlyn yelled, wiping down her face and then moving to clean off her breasts and belly. She looked horrified as she felt herself touching her belly, not just from her hands, but actually from the giant belly. Her belly, her hugely pregnant belly. She wanted to scream, she wanted to run, she wanted to do anything to get her out of the this cramped little both. She was gonna be stuck looking like she was ready to burst with her naked friend, and there was no escaping the uncomfortably large stomach and heavy milk laden breasts that now dominated their bodies.

“Calm down Kathlyn… Just.. Just give me a moment!” Nichole shouted, trying to collect herself and not think about how good it would feel to get more of that milk out of her tits. “Clearly… this shops magic or something.. we just got ask the shopkeep how to get out of these.”

“Y-yeah… I mean… He’s gotta have some way to take these off.” Kathlyn said with hope.

The girls slowly managed to put the tight and revealing clothes back on after a few minuets of struggling, and left the dressing room. The store clerk sat on a stool behind the stores counter, a look of boredom on his face as he flipped through a magazine.

“Hey! Uhm… Steve.” Kathlyn asked, reading the employees nametag. “So… this stores magic?”

“Yup.” She answered, not looking up from his magazine.

“Well.. how do we.. I mean how…” Kathlyn struggled to ask the question. Nichole interrupted “How do we get these fat preggo bellies off us, the suits are real and we can get them off!”

The clerk sighed “Does anyone ever read the sign?” He pointed toward a large sign on the wall near the clock. The girls hearts sank as they read the sign.

1. Do not damage the merchandise, you break it you buy it!
2. Only try on one outfit at a time.
3. No food or pets allowed inside the store.
4. All outfits are permanent, wear at your own risk.

“How the hell can you run a store like this, what is your problem!?” Nichole yelled at the shocked clerk, Kathlyn holding her back as she tried to get at the store clerk. “Look what you did to me!”

“Hey lady I didn’t do nothin’ to you, I’m not the one too dumb to read a sign.”

Kathlyn dragged her friend out the door, trying to stop her from assaulting the agitated store clerk. “Nikki, calm down!” She scolded her friend, standing between her and the door.

“But… But look what he did to us..” Nichole said through near sobs. Kathlyn hugged her friend as best as she could, their huge bellies and breasts pressed against each other. They embraced for a minuet or two, feeling comfort that they weren’t alone in this strange situation. Eventually they moved to a table at the nearby food court and pondered their fates.

“At least there’s no actual kids in here.” Kathlyn said rubbing herself and wishing she was at home so she could try and get some of the milk out of her breasts.

“But.. But that means we can’t give birth… What if that means we can never shrink back down!”

There was no way to get rid of these huge bellies, no amount of dieting or exorcize could ever undo their magical fake pregnancies, and their breasts would never stop producing such large quantities of milk.

Nichole rested her heavy breasts on the table for support. “I think I’m having food cravings like a pregnant woman. I wish I had a big plate of french fries with mustard right now.” Nichole pouted “We should get something to eat then go to the maternity store I guess…” The girls both looked at their unattractive and revealing costume short and tops, nodding in agreement.

“Damn!”

“What now Nikki!?”

“We still have nothing to wear for Halloween!”

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Sun, 03 May 2015 13:07:37

She had always loved meditating in the grassy field, but now that she had become a cowgirl, the thought of relaxing in a big field of tasty grass, only wearing her thin yoga outfit as a cool summer breeze blew across the mostly bare skin of her enormous breasts… Even thinking about it was enough to make her breast feel heavy and full with milk. Sure enough, her shirt was soaked once gain as the milk dripped from her nipples in a near constant stream. She would need to stop and milk herself if she wanted to be able to concentrate on her meditation.

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@The Warlock

Tue, 18 Aug 2015 17:27:51

Wanted to do a quick drawing of my donkey and horsegirls. So today Darleyna meets a girl name Cassie and they realized they have alot in common. Maybe Cassie’s TF isn’t as bad as she originally thought…

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@The Warlock

Sun, 07 Jun 2015 10:14:59

She was complaining about not having enough milk for her Oreos. Now she is polishing off full boxes, and has milk to spare…

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Wed, 15 Apr 2015 14:42:05

“They are like, so full of milk you know?” she giggles, squeezing them together and shaking them enticingly, you can swear you heard a slight sloshing sound. “I have to milk my girl udders a couple of times a day, it feels so good I just can help it and I… MOooooooOOOoo!” She lets out a loud moo and accidentally whacks you with her large bleaches blonde furred tail. “Gosh I didn’t mean to hit you, your like, okay right?” She looks at you with a pleading look.

“Oh you wanna know how I got to be such a sexy big tittied cowgirl?” She looks embarrassed and giggles again. “I tried this new brand of milk in my cheerios, from TF-Farms. They all had these silly names like Black Bull, and Big Brown, but I tried the Busty Blonde. Now I don’t got to buy any more milk cause I get it right from my big titties. If fact…” She leans in close and looks at you with a smile “I made that cup of coffee your drinkin’ with some of my own cream…”

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@The Warlock

Sat, 07 Nov 2015 09:28:08

Doing some practice drawing again, so here’s a recently transformed Cowgirl who is in need of a good long milking.

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Sun, 19 Jun 2016 02:03:42

She bit her lower lip as she felt her pants get tighter, the waistband now firmly digging in. The tighter it got the better it felt, because she knew. She knew that it was only getting tighter because she was getting bigger. Her thighs, her hips, her ass, she could actually feel them swelling, she could feel how thick and wide they were growing.

As much as she hated having to do it she had to unbutton her pants, everything was getting so tight she was afraid she might not be able to get out of her pants at this point. She sucked in ass best as she could and tried to get the button undone to no avail. It was stuck and there was no way to relieve the pressure.

She panted heavily as her body continued to grow larger, it was so tight, she was so big. Her ass must be the largest she had ever seen, but it wasn’t done growing yet, her massive thighs continued to fill and stretch her pants, the fabric reaching it’s limit as her hips widen further. She only just managed to avoid the button of her jeans hitting her in the face as it rocketed off of her pants, the tremendous pressure haven been too great to contain her any longer. As it flew off she felt some of her huge frame spill out over the edge of her pants, trying to escape the tight confines of her soon to be ruined pants.

She groaned in happily as she heard the first tear, her poor pants loosing the fight against her growing backside. It started with only a small tear, and then another, and another, her ever expanding body was ripping through her pants and it wasn’t long before the jeans were a tattered pile beneath her. She looked down and saw the her underwear which was still biting at her was more like a thong or g-string at this point, there was no hope of removing it and she eagerly awaited as… yes it to ripped in half and she couldn’t help but moan as her naked lower body was free.

“T-that was… amazing… I need… I need MooooOoOooree!” She didn’t even notice how her moans were starting to resemble Moos, she was too caught up in the wonderful feeling of her growing body. She shifted on the loveseat sticking her ass out and looking behind her. It was… it was massive, how could it even be real. She rubbed her huge thigh and gave her ass a firm slap, watching as it wobbled from it. Rational thought should have told her to panic, to be upset even, but this was… this felt so great she was hoping it wasn’t over.

She suddenly felt a stirring in her breasts, a deep aching pressure starting to build within them. It felt like she was getting filled, filled with such a great warmth, filled with so much. Too much, her breasts felt so full, she couldn’t possibly contain this pressure, even her nipples felt it. Eventually the inner pressure lessened, only to replaced with another, the feeling of her bra being too small. She realized that her breasts were growing bigger and she groaned in delight, there was nothing she wanted more. The underwire of the bra was digging in, and the straps were chaffing her shoulders, she could actually see how hard her nipples were through the thickly padded bra. No amount of padding would stop her growth though, her breasts seemed intent on growing to immense proportions just like her ass. She was starting to feel a little dizzy, her shirt and bra were so tight, it was getting a little hard to breath. She could feel the hook in the back of the bra bending out of place, finally letting go and falling away as her bra gave up and let her huge breasts spill forth. She let out a ragged Moo and pulled the bra out from it’s snug home beneath her too tight shirt.

She felt something long and thin slapping at her thigh and nearly stopped for a moment, but as her turgid nipples dragged across the tight fabric of her stretched shirt she couldn’t bare to spare the attention. Her tits were so heavy that she had to rest the against the loveseat for a moment, but she didn’t have the time to. Her chest heaved, swelling forward even faster, her shirt began to falter, as hole tearing in the front and creating a window into her deep canyon of cleavage just before the whole shirt ripped clean in half.

She cried out in joy as her massive tits ballooned outward, finally free and unrestrained by a shirt or bra. Even her nipples were huge, easily bigger than her thumb already. She tugged on one as she grabbed the other breasts and felt just how heavy it was. How was she even going to walk around with these, they were going to pin her to the ground they were just… they felt… they were amazing. She wanted them… to get even bigger. She started to massage them and pull at her thick nipples, trying to encourage a little more growth before they slowed down and finally stopped growing. Her stimulation did the trick and she didn’t noticed her ears changing shape as another few cup sizes were skipped over by her breasts. They must have been bigger than her head, and they felt so soft and heavy. There wasn’t a movement she could make that didn’t make them bounce or jiggle, and every time they did pleasure rippled through her body and she had to resist the urge to tend to that ache in her nipples, the desire to tease and pull them. Well… she didn’t have to resist did she?

She kept pulling and tugging, teasing them like them were… like the teats of a cow, like she wanted to milk them.

Milk…

The very thought of it made a new pressure blossom within her and her breasts swelled even larger as they began to fill. Her nose thickened as she brought a tit to her mouth and stuck the plump teat deep inside, greedily sucking in hopes that she would be rewarded. She pulled hard on her sensitive teats, it nearly hurt but it also felt so good that she couldn’t help but to pull them harder, hard enough that the grew another inch longer, and were left even thicker. These weren’t just nipples anymore, these were teats that belong on an udder, udders like her tits. She felt the warmth still growing, it was so hot, so full, she just needed.. needed it to come out, she needed.

Her mind went blank for a moment at the feeling of the twin arcs of milk jettisoning from her nipples, one across the loveseat the other into her waiting mouth. Suddenly she was gulping down mouthful after mouthful of her own cream, her own sweet milk. She softly mooed through her milk filled mouth, her own tit threatening to smother her if she wasn’t careful. She couldn’t move, she couldn’t stop, nothing could ever feel this good, and she didn’t want to ever take that huge nipples from her mouth again. There was no way to guess how much of the milk she had drank, but the loveseat was soaked, stained with a heavy bath of her own milk, the smell of fresh cream flooded her large nostrils and she breathed in deeply as she gulped down more and more…

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Sun, 22 May 2016 20:28:05

Steve grunted with effort and lifted the ladder over his shoulder, carrying it back to the store room. A simple sign now hung on the shop wall saying; May Overstock Sale 75% maternity costumes. Steve walked back to his chair and put his feet up on the counter, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his phone.

“Hi… uh… Steve.” A girl with long blonde hair stood in front of the counter. “My names Fallon, I’m here to buy a costume and i saw that the sign says that the pregnancy costumes are on sale right?”

He looked at her with a sarcastic expression “Unless the sign is lying.” She didn’t quite know what to say to his flippant attitude and he sighed deeply at her “Yes… they are on sale.”

Fallon tried to win him over and flashed a pretty smile and thanked him and walked further into the shop, the service might not be impressive but the craftsmanship was. She walked past rows and rows of bins and shelves stocked with all manner of costume. It was a specific type of outfit she needed though, she was looking for a maternity costume. She was going to play the lead in a play down at the theater, and the main character was quite pregnant. Normally she would have just got the costume designer to make her something, but she had broken her wrist in a stage accident and they were all using old costumes for this play. Sadly there was no pregnancy costume in the large chest of costumes out back and that was what lead to her being in the strange costume shop at the back of the mall.

She was glad the outfit was on sale, the prices weren’t… unreasonable, but it was her own money and she didn’t have a lot to throw around on it. She was still fretting over the poor seamstress’s hand when her deep green eyes finally spied it.

“Yes, this is exactly what I need.” She pulled out an unflattering outfit from the shelf. It was a thick and padded white outfit, but it’s shape looked just like that over a heavily pregnant woman with massive breasts. She would easily look like she was a month passed due with twins in this costume, but she was the only one with the skills to pull of a character like Madam Em. The sign said all outfits fit any size and she was in a hurry so she didn’t bother to check if it actually fit. She simply took it to the counter and asked to be rung up.

Steve looked annoyed to put his phone back down and quickly too her money and stuff the outfit unceremoniously in a plastic bag. He thrust it out to her and went back to texting someone. She left the store in a hurry, the strange cashier made her feel nervous, and she fiddled with her glasses anxiously. It didn’t matter though, she had the perfect costume to wear under that big dress, and it hadn’t cost her much.

A few days later was their first rehearsal and she was in the dressing room getting into character. The thick outfit had two straps to hook your arms through and hung off her heavily. Fallon huffed with effort, surprised at just how heavy it was sitting on her chest. The breasts were immense, if they had been real tits they would have easily been the size of soccer balls, they even had large protruding nipples. If the tits were big, the belly was huge, she felt like a blimp, she couldn’t see her feet no matter how far she bent, and come to think of it, she didn’t want to risk bending over. The weight of her belly so so much that she was afraid to loose balance.

She slowly managed to get the flowy dress over the costume and took a look at herself in the large mirror. She looked… ready to give birth. The costume was extremely believable, she moved a little and watched her belly and tits jiggle, moving with every breath. The outfit seemed tighter now, like it was even better fitted than before. She rubbed her belly for a moment and was surprised how warm it felt, it was almost like-

“Fallon are you ready yet?” one of the other actress’s poked her head through the door.

“O-oh, uh.. yeah!”

“Iiii’m not interrupted something am I?” She joked.

“W-what!? No, i.. I’m coming.” She grabbed her script and straightened her glasses before rushing after her as fast as she could. The outfit was heavy, but she felt surprisingly winded trying to run in it.

The rehearsal went on for quite a while, Fallon’s feet were sore, and she really needed to pee, but she was determined to keep going.

“Uh… ?”

She frowned, annoyed to have to stop again and break character. “Yeah what’s up?”

“Don’t you think the milk is taking it a bit far? I mean, congrats on figuring out how to get.. whatever you did to work, but its kind of distracted seeing you leaking all over the place.”

“Now now Derrick, if she wants to be method with this I’m not gonna tell her no. *sigh* Nows a good a time as any to call it wraps for the night anyhow. Great job with putting the extra effort in on that outfit Fallon, you all could learn a thing or two from her,”

Fallon nervously rushed off the stage, if the compliments weren’t embarrassing enough, getting them for having an outfit that actually lactates was cringeworthy. She went back to the changing room and started to strip out of the dress. It had two large wet spots were the milk had seeped though. It even kinda of smelled like milk she thought. The dress was much harder to get off than to put on and she struggled to get out of it. Eventually it finally came off and she had to try not to fall over as it caught on her head.

With the dress finally off she went to remove the heavy pregnancy suit. Her tits felt sore and the heavy belly must be crushing her. As she looked down nearly fainted. there… there was no outfit. No costume, nothing, just skin, just her own body looking as heavily pregnant as the costume. She reached down and grabbed hold of her huge tits, giving one of the a squeeze and moaning as a few arcs of pearly white milk sprayed all over the changing room mirror.

She was nearly hyperventilating. There was no costume at all any more, it was her own body that was all swollen and pregnant looking. Gone were her perky B cups, and lightly toned abs, instead she had breasts bigger than her head, capped with light brown areolas that puff out to a nipple larger than her thumb, droplets of milk hanging from it’s tip. Below the huge tits was the belly of a pregnant woman, not just any pregnant woman, but a woman so heavily pregnant as to be nearly comical. She felt her bump with a mixture of shame and arousal. As much as she was freaking out, her hormones were so out of balance that her libido was already sky rocketing. She was… she was attracted to this? Was she really getting off on being stuck looking like some pregnant chick. She turned and looked at herself in the mirror again. The belly should have been obscene, but she held it tight with both arms and found herself enjoying the feeling of the plush warm flesh pressing back against her arms just a little too much.

A short time later Fallon left the changing room wearing a loose coat from the chest, she nearly got to her car before she ran into Derrick.

“Wow… damn Fallon you are crazy. This is taking your work home with you a bit much don’t you think?” He gestured to her gravid belly and breasts. “Are you really gonna keep wearing that all the time?”

She didn’t have an excuse planned, a reason that she would keep wearing the outfit, all she could think of was to embrace the lie. “Yeah, I’m just that method, I’m gonna wear it the whole play.”

“You are way too serious about this shit..” he laughed, leaving her standing by her car awkwardly. She felt a little ashamed that she was going to run around looking like a heavily pregnant girl, but as much as she wanted to go straight back to the store and demand for that little Steve shit to fix this, she hoped that this was permanent even more, and Fallon was going to die of embarrassment for that.

She slowly managed to get into her car and found that driving while this pregnant looking was an issue, her belly pressed against the steering painfully, and her tits were spilling all over the place. She couldn’t get her seatbelt on and she eventually had to give up on it and just hope that she didn’t get pulled over.

Luck was not on her side though. She was only half way home when she heard the ominous beee-whooop and flashing blue lights. She started swearing under her breath and started to try and think up a plan. The officer got up to her window, a small clipboard in hand. He tapped on the window with the back of his knuckle and flashed a light inside as she wound down the window.

“Hello mam, do you realize how fast you were going?”

“Officer I… she sighed and looked down at her heavy tits, which were dripping milked down her belly under her shirt. "I don’t know if you can see but I’m.. I’m very pregnant.”

He seemed to take stock of just how large she was, and when he noticed how much milk was seeping through her shirt his face turned quite red. “Oh, uh… yes, you are. You look like you uh… you need to get home and take care of a few things right?”

She gave him a relieved look and he took the bait. “I’ll ignore the ticket this time, just don’t make a habit of speeding like that.” he nervously rushed back to his cruiser and left. Fallon sighed and tried to clean a little of the milk off the steering wheel before continuing to drive home. This had to be the weirdest day of her entire life, she was just glad she was good enough at acting to pull off this whole pregnancy thing…