Melony (Pokemon Shield) gets big & milky.
“What better after a crisis than a nice glass of moomoo milk?” the gym leader asked herself as she reclined in her private rooms in the back of the stadium. “Keeping up that tough appearance for the gym challengers sure is tiring!”
Melony tilted the bottle of milk, steadily drinking down the thick cream. Easily finishing it off, she set the bottle down on the end table and laid back on her couch, content in knowing her duties for the day were over. Actively trying to relax, she ignored the faint gurgling of her chest until her generous bust began to pull at the threads of her sweater. Her hands were drawn to her chest, and Melony pressed her hands into the pliant flesh.
“What the…” She was used to having a lot of padding up top, but there was no mistaking it- she was growing. Melony sat bolt upright as the first few stitches popped, and her swelling boobs stretched out her top. “What’s going o- oh… oh…” The gym leader absent-mindedly began to play with her tits as they grew, the pleasant sensations coursing through her body. Her moans grew louder with her bust, and she tumbled back onto her couch.
Pulling her sweater and bra up, Melony freed her growing body from its confines, and it was clear her tits were already larger than her head. Her hands sought out her nipples like a frosmoth to a flame, and in moments her moans were cacophonous cries of ecstasy. There was only one thought going through her mind- the need to keep playing with her boobs. The gym leader mewled as her breasts grew closer to armfuls and her tits firmed up, her nipples thickening more rapidly as faint blue veins criss-crossed her skin.
Pressure mounted as she grew, as if her boobs were filling something more quickly than they were making space for. Melony still toyed with her breasts, squeezing her elbows into them as she played with her fat nipples.
She cried out in mirth as the pressure released, and she began to gush milk in powerful arcs. Melony, without even thinking, started working her nipples and milking herself. She clenched her thighs and her toes curled, the pleasure of her lactation thrilling through her. Her milk–thick and creamy as what she drank–soaked into her leggings and the furniture beneath her, but she didn’t care; the only thing she cared about was growing and leaking, the consequences far from her thoughts.
Her mouth hung open at this point, the stream of moans and coos nearly constant as the sensations coursed through her, almost directly from her pumping tits to her nethers. Melony’s eyes clenched as a climax mounted within her, and it was all she could do to just keep working herself up. There seemed to be no end to her milk- the streams were nearly as powerful as the first seconds of release. Her moans turned to a scream as that orgasm finally took hold of her, and Melony’s limbs hung loosely to her sides afterwards, her huge boobs still leaking milk steadily.
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