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Sarah had created a system, maneuvering her life around her strange development. She had cut holes in her bras, through which her nipples could protrude. Holes in her shirts, too. She walked around with her perky FF-cup breasts round and full, pressed together on her chest. They continued to grow, from Fs to G, and Gs to Is. From them protruded her swinging nipples - thick, long, hanging almost to the ground. They were pink, curved, and completely outlandish. And Sarah’s body seemed to have become incredibly sensitive.

One evening, Rob had touched her side in greeting, causing Sarah to grunt and arch her back, her shoulders trembling as what seemed to be twin golfball-sized – masses – rolled down the lengths of her nipples. From her areolas to the tips, the masses proceeded, resembling the lump of a mouse as it rolled through a snake’s digestive track. This went on for seconds – perhaps minutes - Sarah grunting and red, fingers gripping the kitchen counter as she strained.

Finally, the two lumps reached the tip of each nipple, before bursting out of them in the form of milk. Sarah fell into panting, her body seeming weak from its effort to produce the twin spurts of milk.

Other times, Sarah’s nipples just grew erect, which also seemed a considerable strain on her body. The new appendages would harden slowly, starting at the base then proceeding along the length as Sarah poured sweat, red in the face. When it was done, her nipples had lifted somewhat, but not all the way. They were far too heavy by then.

It all seemed exhausting for her. More than once, Rob had found his wife perched on their bedroom floor in a puddle of her own sweat and vaginal fluids. She was too sensitized even for sex by then. At night, Rob would watch her groan in combined pain and pleasure as her body tensed and her nipples distended. Rob would feel his dick do the same.

The End