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You slam down the your cup and you gulp down the last bit of milk in your house. It's your favorite drink, but local shortages have resulted in ludicrous price increases. The price of a gallon rising from a mere $2 to almost $10. You guessed you'd just have to stick to water for the time being. The shortage shouldn't last too long.

But your curiosity got the best of you. You remember a lighthearted conversion you had with your friends.

"Bro, there's nothing with wanting to suck a chicks tits for milk."

"The fuck bro, you have a mother figure?"

"You don't want to suck on some tits?"

"I heard that dudes can make milk as well, you gonna start sucking a dudes nipples?"

To be completely honest with yourself, the idea of producing milk was a little alluring. You knew that your friend was probably bullshitting, but given your current circumstances, it couldn't hurt to try...

You hop on your computer and find a milking machine on a sketchy website for pretty cheap. You look up reviews for the site and notice that everyone seems to be happy with the products they received. Additionally, everyone seems to have gotten their orders fulfilled within only a few hours of purchase. Lucky you, you place your order for a machine and include a comment to make the passage as discreet as possible.

After watching a couple of episodes of a TV show and having a hearty dinner, you hear your doorbell ring. You feel a pit in your stomach as you snatch the box from your doorstep and cut it open. You see the device with two cup looking things and a machine with a tank on it, connected by two black tubes. You second guess your actions, have you taken your fetish too far. Is getting some milk like this really worth your pride? You decide that since you already have the device, you may as well try it. If it doesn't feel right you can just pop the cups off.

You take off your shirt and pick up the cups. The anxiety grows as you inspect the machine to find the on switch. You locate the settings on the machine.

"Off, Small, Medium, Large, Milk"

Interesting setting names, probably just names for how forceful they are or how much milk they'll produce. You press the cups up to your flat chest and select the small setting. A soft sucking pulls on your nipples, it doesn't really feel like anything besides your chest being sucked. No milk either, disappointing. Although when you go to turn the switch again you notice that it's significantly easier to bend down to the level of the machine. You flip the switch to medium and the sucking becomes much more intense.

To your surprise a couple of drops of liquid start budding out your chest, your friends weren't bullshitting you! Although the sucking feels a little strange. More strange than that, you went from being able to see the top of your fridge to being at head level with the handle. You catch a reflection of yourself in a window to see that your entire body has shrunk down to 4'8". You desperately try to pull the cups off your chest as through your entire body popping and cracking can be heard. While you tug on the cups your frame shrinks and your body hair falls off leaving your skin perfectly smooth. Your pants and boxers slip off from the rapid shrinking.

You bend over to switch the machine off. With your short, dainty arms it's impossible to force the cups off. You attempt to switch the machine off but it wont budge backwards. In your clumsiness you accidentally switch the machine to High and immediately try to switch it back down. No luck. Your slightly plump chest felt like it was in. a vacuum. Small streams of milk coming out from your bulging nipples from the strenuous sucking.

You take another glance away from the machine to see two streams of purple hair off of each side of your head, pigtails with small bangs in front. The sucking grows more and more intense by the moment. Your petite breasts are nearly being sucked off your chest as they rapidly gain mass. You hang on to one of the two nearby gymnastic rings you used to work out. Not like you can use them anyone with your rapidly expanding chest. To your horror, it's not the only thing that is getting larger. As the milk continues to slowly stream from your nipples, your behind starts to slowly balance out the weight in the front. Your stumpy but thing legs quickly become more top heavy. You let out many cutesy moans as your thighs and ass inflate to massive proportions rippling pleasure through your crotch area. Even while standing with your feet apart your thighs squish against each other.

Your breasts each reach the size of your own head. The sucking stop momentarily as you gaze towards the machine again, panting hard. Unable to stand naturally from the giant weights on your chest. It's over. You take a look at the tank and see it's only about a fifth full. You feel a little disappointed. All of this, becoming a busty thicc shortstack just for a gallon of milk. You still have a fully functioning penis though. You guess that some people will be into that. You sigh as you move your tiny hands up to take the cups off of your swollen nipples. When your hands make contact with the cups the machine suddenly starts to whir louder than before.

You yank at the cups in panic as they begin to gradually suck on your nipples with more and more intensity yet again. Your entire body is crippled with bliss as you're forced to hold on to the ring again. On top of the pleasure that you're already enduring, your penis and sack quickly slurp inside of you. You're nearly completely unable to concentrate on anything else than your hot, dripping pussy and your breasts slowly being pleasured more and more. The machine whirrs louder by the second. You hear a click as you glance at the machine's settings.

MILK

Your nipples suddenly increase in sensitivity suddenly what feels like four, no, fivefold. Your moans become louder and higher pitched as each of your breasts is tugged on individually. You close your eyes and fully succumb to the pumps. Milk floods out of your nipples with each yank on your boobs, some milk even spilling out of the cups. The tank attached to the machine fills completely to the top in only a few seconds, then starts spilling your warm milk onto the floor. You're to lost in the bliss of the milking to even notice that along with your crotch dripping sticky clear liquid onto the floor forming a puddle as well. You don't think about anything at all in fact. Why would you need to? Who knows when it would end. Who knows if anyone would ever find you. Your entire body is melting in pleasure, your mind slowly melting with it.

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