And then...

[Bonecracker]

And THEN . . . Chapter 11: Cowgirl Rides Again

“You see Amanda, the main baby formula company were working with wants to bottle and market human breast milk to mothers who cant nurse their own children instead of using a synthetic formula. Theyre going to pay really well for it, and charge a lot for it too . . . but theyll market at first to female executives and women who have the means to afford it, and of course to single dads whose kids dont have their mom in their lives. It really is genuinely noble when you think about it.

“Ive been put in charge of this project now, and my orders are to see if we can get a woman to produce as much as 5 gallons of milk a day, every day, year round. Which would be enough to feed 20 babies each. And I have to find another 99 women for this trial too.” 

“OMG, Warren, I just produced a couple gallons from 60 lbs of breasts, how much bigger do I need to be to produce 5 gallons? 150 lbs of boobs? Ill never move again!” 

“no no, nothing like that, your milk production is going to increase dramatically with the help of the machine, regular milking and the new serum, and of course modifications to your diet to help you along.”

Amanda was no longer worried, now she was getting horny again. But first they needed to eat.

Warren helped her back out to her sewing station where she got to work on new even bigger clothes for her growth ahead, she hooked up her electrodes to get to work exercising her quads and glutes to continue to build her strength.

Warren started preparing food in the kitchen. Salmon fried in olive oil, vegetables sautéed in coconut oil, heavy cream and cheese sauce smothered over both and a cup of rice. A pint of sour cream and cottage cheese each on the side. And that was just for Amanda. It was all steak and potatoes for him with asparagus and carrots.

After about a half-hour supper was ready and he called her out to the kitchen.

“Warren, I think Im kind of stuck again now” she giggled. 

He went to the living room room to help her up and saw her boobs had blown up to about 15,000cc again, and were dense and heavy ALREADY. He knelt down and started to suck on her right giant nipple and massaged her puffy areola. Then switched over to the left, he filled his mouth with milk each time.

“Ok now, Warren, dont go filling up on me! Lets go eat supper!”

They sat next to each other at the small square kitchen table, with Amanda sat at the corner. This allowed him to get the table close enough to the middle of her chest she she could reach her food. Her pendulous breasts pointed out 18” or more from her chest and really did come to a lovely point, like cruise missiles, on the ends and were clearly twice as wide as her body. He could see how taut her skin was. He could bounce quarters off it. Her puffies were dark purple and nipples looked like they had a long hole inside each one that could open up to let milk flow out faster now. All part of the genetic modding properties of the new serum. He was in absolute awe of her breasts and the rest of her body.

Once they had finished their meals, Warren helped her down the hall to the bathroom and waited for her to come out, which she did without her short-shorts on and big wet circles on her tank top that was stretched to the limit, bra discarded.

“Warren, can you bring the milking machine to my bedroom please and position it so I can be milked in bed?” He nodded and agreed as soon as she was in the boudoir.

She shouted out to him “And bring lots of water, ice cream, beer, some wine, and maybe some snacks”. She giggled.

He got all the gear into the bedroom and positioned for a bed laden milking . . . she had already put several layers of towels on top of the bed, anticipating it was going to be soaked.

“Now, lie down on the bed and let me get on top of you and give you the ride of your life. But get the milking started at the same time.”

Warren did as asked, his cock straight up and out aimed at her pussy as she straddled him. It was so hot and wet and tight. OMG, he didnt know how we be able to contain himself and not cum immediately, but he controlled himself and got the teat cups hooked up to her nipples.

She leaned forward and rested her breasts on his chest, crushing on them and started riding his cock. From his vantage point, all he could see was her arms, her giant breasts and her cute face with her hair dangling down in his face. It was bushier and longer than he remembered. She took an elastic off her wrist and pinned her hair back. She rode him hard and slow then faster and faster until she came, and she repeated this 12 or 13 times until she was parched . . . and stopped and they both drank a liter of water each, as she continued sitting on him, impaled by his pink torpedo, and her vagina just pulsated, milking him like the machine was doing to her.

Speaking of the machine, He checked the tanks and they were each approaching 4 liters (about a gallon) each.

“Amanda, you better drink a lot more, youre already expressed a gallon of milk out of each breast!” She obliged and put away a few beers, a 1/2 gallon of cows milk, ate a gallon of ice cream and drink another liter of water.

“Ok, Im good now. So you better hold on cowboy. Your cow-woman is going to ride you into the orgasm corral and its going to be a bumpy ride”.

Her breasts seemed to soak up everything she had consumed and were burgeoning on 20,000cc at this point as Warren had expected they would be. She was pounding her vagina on his cock and pelvic bone and screaming her head off as massive orgasm after massive orgasm erupted inside her and spewed cum all over him and dripped down onto the towels. He had about 150 lbs resting on his chest and it was making breathing challenging which made it even more erotic. Her breasts had widened of course, but seemed the same length as she was still close enough to him so he could feel her breathe on him.

As she increased speed to 4 then 5 then 6 pumps per second, he yelled out he was coming and erupted inside her… She clamped her pussy down hard on him and he could swear it felt like was sucking every drop of cum from him. As soon as he stopped cumming, extremely sensitive, she started riding him again…

“OMG, please give me a few minutes, Im really sensitive now”

“No way, cowboy, were not done this ride yet.” 5 minutes later he came inside her again and again her vagina sucked it up and she collapsed on top of him. She slowly fell over to the side and his cock slid almost all the way out. One breast the size of a person between them, the other on her other side, one leg still across him, he reached for the machine controls on the remote and shut it off. 4 gallons of milk in total had been extracted from her udders.

She was blissfully oblivious at this point but totally dehydrated and started finishing off whatever water was left.

He hooked her up to an IV again and connected bags of glucose in water and saline, and another special high protein formula and let it feed her body as they both fell asleep for a few hours before dawns early light would wake them again.

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Stay tuned for Chapter 12!