Whitney and Hex's Milky Day

Hex made her way down the dirt path to Miltank Farm, owned by Whitney, the renowned Pokémon trainer and dairy farmer. Hex wore her usual full length deep purple dress with spider web embroidery on it. Her long purple hair hung down her back and she wore her usual lavender hair band to keep her bangs back out of her face. Hung on her arm was an empty wicker basket that she was going to fill up so she could get to work selling Whitney’s delicious Moo Moo Milk. It had been a few weeks since Hex had been here; she was looking forward to seeing her friend Whitney again. As she made her way towards the end of the path, she could make out Whitney’s pink hair.

Excitement overtaking her, Hex started to run down the trail. She couldn’t wait to give Whitney a big hug. “Whitney! I’m back! It’s me Hex!” She called out as she got closer and closer. Whitney turned around to face Hex smiling and waving. However what Hex saw shocked her and made Hex stumble. Whitney was sporting the biggest pair of boobs Hex had ever seen; they were large enough to cover Whitney’s entire torso and then some. Whitney’s normally buttoned-up top had several buttons undone exposing a deep valley of cleavage on the farmer. Oh no! Oh no! I can’t stop!” Hex cried out in a panic as she was still stumbling forward.

Realizing Hex was about to collide with her, Whitney put out her arms to try and stop the other woman. However, given the size of her boobs, her arms couldn’t reach out far enough. The goth woman piled into Whitney and the two of them fell into a pile on the ground. “Ouch,” Whitney grunted before she felt jolts of pleasure flowing down from her nipples. Looking up she could see Hex laying on top of her trying to push herself up. Both of the purple dressed woman’s hands were directly on Whitney’s huge nipples. Blushing from pleasure, Whitney let out a loud moan.

Hex bolted upright, hearing that moan: “Whitney! Are you okay!” She said looking down at her friend concerned. Upon seeing the crimson red face of Whitney Hex realized what she was groping “oh my gosh I’m so sorry!” Hex blurted out, jumping off of Whitney. The miltank trainer moaned again as Hex pushed against her breasts.

Whitney’s legs squirmed as she grew aroused. Her breasts were so sensitive that it took very little to kick that hornet's nest as it were. Or maybe horny nest was the better choice of words. Whitney groaned again as wet spots formed on her top. It wasn’t long before her whole top was soaked in milk. “Ohhh looks like you went and woke the girls up,” Whitney moaned as her breasts started to swell larger “ohhh they’re filling with milk again,” she added before pushing herself to her feet. “Come on Hex I better get to the barn, quick,” Whitney said, turning her back to Hex and heading towards the barn. “I need to be milked, now,” the goth woman was now beet red herself as she followed along in stunned silence.

By the time they had gotten to the barn Whitney’s breasts had almost doubled in size and she was leaving a trail of milk in her wake. Two farmhands quickly approached Whitney, opening her top and attaching two large suction cups to the end of her nipples. They were large men and Hex couldn’t help but notice they had very large bulges between their legs. She quickly looked away but turned an even deeper shade of red than she already was. As the pumps were turned on Whitney began to moan and moan and moan. Her face was awash in pleasure as her lustful cries grew louder and louder. The farmhands walked away, albeit looking a little more flustered than before.

Whitney’s breasts began to shrink back down, still watching all of this was driving Hex wild “so ahhh how did this happen?” She asked, trying to distract herself from how horny she was getting, listening to Whitney seemingly cum her brains out. While her impossibly big udders were being milked like a miltank.

“I unnghhhh yes! Yes, I ohhh Arceus yes! More! Milk those fat tits!” Whitney cried out “I was giving one of the girls their monthly hormone booster to help with milk production,” she said while nodding out to the field of miltanks. “Annabella has always hated needles,” Whitney continued “so when I went to give her, her shot. She bucked and knocked the needle out of my hand,” Hex nodded listening to the story intently. “The needle landed in me and when I reacted out of instinct trying to pull it out, I accidentally pushed the plunger in on myself. Injecting me with multiple doses of Miltank hormone,” she let out another groan as her breasts were now almost as small as they had been at the start. “The rest is history as they say,” Whitney rubbed the sides of her breasts. “My girls ballooned so full of milk I had to stay on the milking machine for the whole day before I got back down to my normal size,” Whitney said, patting her breasts proudly.

Hex was drooling by the end of that story “so you’re saying all I need is a few shots of miltank hormone and I can have massive, fat, milky, udders like that!?” Hex almost shouted, pointing at Whitney’s breasts.

Whitney giggled, "Oh my, you want to have big, full juggs too, huh?” She looked over at one of the farmhands giving a miltank her injection “I mean if that’s what you want? Brandon could you come here please,” Whitney called the large brown-haired man over. “Could I have that needle please?” She held out her hand. The farmhand nodded and passed off the needle “okay here goes,” Whitney said and before Hex could even reply, she felt the prick on the needle in her arm. Whitney emptied the needle into Hex. “That should be more than enough,” Whitney bounced excitedly “that was easily double what was injected into me, maybe even triple,” a happy grin split Whitney’s face.

Hex looked down at her breasts then back to Whitney’s boobs “three times! I’m going to get massive!” As those words left her mouth Hex’s breasts began to burn up. It was like her chest was on fire “it’s happening! It’s happening!” Hex cried out excitedly. Her breasts leaped out from her chest growing and growing and growing. She went from her modest B cups to larger than watermelons in seconds. With her puffy areolas and long fat nipples, her breasts look like they were the same shape as watermelons too. “Yes! Bigger! Bigger!” Hex shouted as her tits expanded more and more.

They pushed past the size of yoga balls and shredded her top as they kept swelling. Milk started to squirt from her nipples, shooting out like a hydrant. “Ohhh look at how milky my fat udders are! Yes! Fatter! Fatter! Fatter!” Hex called for more as she started rubbing her nipples like cocks. Her milk was shooting out so much it was spraying out ten feet in front of her.

Whitney chewed her lip lustfully while watching Hex grow: "Oh my you’re making quite the mess, boys could you help Hexy out she needs to be plugged up.” Whitney’s own breasts were swelling again as watching Hex blow up like this was turning her on more and more “mmmm and bring me another shot of the miltank hormones,” Whitney growled, “I want to join Ms. Hex in her fun.”

Hex looked over at Whitney “plugged up? What do you mean plugged up?” Hex asked. She didn’t have to wait long to have her question answered, however. Two farmhands from before came walking up to her now armchair sized tits. Both of them had their overalls taken off and were rubbing their hard, enormous cocks. The two men’s cocks were easily taller than Hex was and just as wide as she was. The two of them started to rub their cock heads against the milk ducts spraying milk on the front of Hex’s tits. “Wait what are they? OHHHHH FUCK YES!” Hex screamed as the two of them pushed their massive cock heads into her nipples. Hex’s nipples stretched over them and started to swallow their cocks.

As the gigantic cocks stuffed their way deeper and deeper into her nipples Hex came over and over. The sensation of their hot swelling cocks rubbing the insides of her nipples was like nothing the goth woman had ever felt before. She could feel every inch of their behemoth poles sliding in and out of her nipples. One chose to pull almost all the way out before thrusting back in. While the other went with the normal penetrate balls deep and jackhammer away. The mix of sensations was driving Hex crazy. “Mmmmm yes! Fuck my nipples! Fuck my nipples! Fuck my nipples!” She begged as the two continued to pump their massive schlongs in and out of Hex’s tits.

With the flow of her milk stopped, Hex’s udders began to balloon faster and faster and faster and faster as her milk production continued to increase but had no means of getting out. “Ahhhhh my titties! They’re blowing up out of control! Yes! Bigger titties! Fatter titties! Keep me plugged up! I want my tits to become giant milky blimps!” Hex howled as her tits rapidly blew up bigger than Snorlaxs, then cars, then cube vans. The two men with their throbbing members inside of Hex’s nipples continued to thrust over and over, driving the horny milk ballooning Hex squeal and squirm in ecstasy.

As two more of the farmhands approached Whitney, she took the needle from one of them. The two men looked at Whitney with hunger in their eyes “go ahead boys,” she cooed, before injecting herself with the same amount of serum she gave Hex. The two farmhands stripped off in front of Whitney. She ogled their bodies, one built like a lumberjack, muscular but still sporting a bit of chub, hairy and bearded. Whitney liked that, but she certainly wasn’t going to complain about the other man who was tanned, athletic, and clean-shaven. Both rubbed their hard, swelling cocks.

As Whitney’s already bare breasts started to expand out in front of the two of them the men went to work. Whitney screeched with pleasure as their humongous cocks forced their way in. Whitney’s nipples were smaller than Hex’s, so they had to stretch all the more to accommodate so much meat. Still, Whitney loved it, more stretching meant more pleasure and with her breasts so completely plugged tight, it wasn’t long before Whitney was rapidly swelling and catching up to her friend Hex. The four farmhands grunted and groaned as they continued to hump and thrust into the fat, full, inflating breasts of the two women.

Once others around the farm started to take notice of what was happening many other farmhands started to gather around. The first four farmhands all moaned and came at nearly the same time. Spent, they pulled out only to be quickly replaced by another set of eager and horny men. Hex couldn’t help but notice that all of the men here were impossibly well endowed. She was curious as to why that was, but as another pair of cocks entered her nipples, she lost her curiosity as it was replaced by burning arousal. Bigger and bigger and bigger, the two women expanded, filling with thousands of gallons of milk. They took up more and more space in the barn.

Still, the rampant sexual endeavor continued as it became clear both Hex and Whitney weren’t going to stop growing anytime soon. Hex didn’t care though she wanted more and more. The bigger she grew the more lustful she became “Ohhh fuck my horny nipples! Make me cum my brains out. I don’t want to stop growing fatter and milkier tits!” She called out letting herself become consumed by her pleasures.

This was nothing new to Whitney now ever since her first accident, getting her nipples fucked was a regular occurrence. That didn’t mean she didn’t love it any less. She shouted in joy as the two sets of rough farmer's hands sank into her creamy breast flesh while the men went to town penetrating deeper and deeper into her nipples. The feeling of them sliding in and out of her nipples made Whitney quake in bliss, there was no other sensation like nipple fucking, she could do this for hours, it felt so amazing. 

“Yes!” Whitney joined in “keep stuffing my tits with your cocks! I want to be pumped bigger and bigger and bigger with cum and milk! It feels amazing!” She shouted out passionately. Whitney rubbed the sides of her now bus-sized breasts. The two women continued to expand and swell, filling the barn with larger and larger udders. As they continued to grow, many of the spent farm hands ushered the miltank out of the barn and moved outside themselves. Space was quickly being consumed by the two insatiable, udders fueled women inside.

Bigger and bigger and bigger the pair of bosoms ballooned. Creeping across more and more of the barn. Soft, yielding breast flesh filling the pens that were once occupied by miltank, both of the women continued to shout for more, neither wanting to slow down nor stop at all. The farmhand’s cock and balls were now looking even bigger as they continued to grow hornier and hornier watching Hex and Whitney expand before them. With fatter and fatter cocks stuffing their nipples both Whitney and Hex couldn’t stop cumming and growing. Their tits were so stuffed with milk and cum they felt tight to the touch.

Eventually, after what felt like hours and many spent farmhands later, things finally wound down. Hex and Whitney finally stopped growing. The two of their breasts were rubbing together as they filled the majority of the huge barn. Creamy titties pressed against the walls and ceiling of much of the barn. Each of their breasts was close to one hundred feet each. As they lay there panting exhausted, Hex looked up at Whitney “you know I came here to sell milk,” she chuckled as she said it.

Whitney grinned “well how would you like to have a job producing it?” She said as she patted her bosom.

Hex looked down at her own gigantic milk filled balloons “I think I would like that,” she smiled.

The end.