Man, it felt like it was just yesterday that Andrew had found Tina holed up in her apartment, wearing the only shirt she could find which covered any of her modesty. He quickly fell head over heels for her, seeing his timid best friend blossom into a sweet and energetic woman (with a killer rack to boot) made him realize that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. Speaking of her tits, man did they swell to ridiculous proportions. It was mostly his fault though as he just couldn’t help but massage and tease her breasts until they couldn’t afford a bra which would actually fit her.

A few months after they both graduated college they found out that Tina was one month pregnant which surprised the both of them. Not that it happened but that it had only just now happened. They foolishly had unprotected sex practically every night they were with each other but she never got pregnant throughout their 3 remaining years of college. But man, Tina was ecstatic when they got the news as before her wish it was merely a fantasy for her to bear a child and yet she was living it. Of course with pregnancy comes breast growth and milk production. While she was pregnant with their son her breasts grew until they obscured her waist, getting more firm as the milk in her teats pulled her skin taut.

Now he sat at home on the couch with their son Mark on his lap, now 2 years old. Tina was in the other room working her nipples with the breast pump. She was pregnant again, this time hopefully carrying a beautiful girl, and her breasts were already swelling again. They nearly reached down to her knees and with being pregnant twice now she was constantly leaking milk from her poor nipples no matter how much she tried to empty them. Andrew bounced Mark on his leg as the humming of Tina’s breast pumps was replaced with a loud and mechanical clunking noise.

“Damn it! Another one broke babe!” Tina shouted across the house, clearly frustrated.

“It’s okay babe, that one was getting old anyways!” Andrew shouted back. He heard clattering of objects coming from the bathroom as he assumed she was wrangling her breasts back into her sweater. He’d go pick those up later for her as bending down to pick anything up from the ground was nearly impossible with breasts her size.

Tina exited from the hallway with a large tote which clattered and clinked with bottles full of breast milk. She approached the couch where Andrew and their son, Mark, were sitting and pulled a bottle with a feeding nipple attached to it which she handed to Andrew. “Here’s that for later.” She turned around, her breasts tailing her motions with a delay as their heft caused them to lag behind, and headed towards the kitchen. She opened the fridge and began pulling out the dozens of bottles full of her milk and placing them into the bag. “I’m going by the hospital to drop off the milk and I’ll see if they have the bigger pump in.” She hurried passed the couch in the living room, the bottles in her tote bumping against each other; a small chorus of glass rattling against one another.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” Andrew picked Mark up and set him back down on the couch before getting up and gently grabbing Tina’s wrist as she tried to blitz by them. “How about a hug for the road?”

Tina turned and looked at Andrew before looking down at what should’ve been her torso, her breasts hung freely within the taut sweater and the fabric around her nipples clung to her skin as they constantly dribbled milk. She had left a mess throughout the house as a trail of milk tracked from the bathroom and through the living room, continuing into the kitchen and following her to the front door. “I don’t want to get your shirt stained… You know they leak no matter what…”

“And you know that I don’t care about that.” Andrew wrapped his arms around her waist as best as he could as he leaned over her funbags and into her. She reciprocated, pulling him in closer as her breasts squished around his body causing more milk to be forced from her nipples, further soaking her shirt and spreading to Andrew’s. He ran one of his hands up her back, stopping on the back of her head as he pulled her in for a quick peck. “Don’t worry about the mess, I’ll have it cleaned up and a nice dinner ready for you when you get home.” He spun her around so she was facing the door and as she unlocked the door and walked through he playfully smacked her ass. “Toodles!~”

She turned her head and gave him a playful glare before sticking her tongue out and continuing on her way. Each step she took caused her knee to hit the underside of her breasts and caused a sudden spurt of milk to spray through her shirt, leaving a blotchy and noticeable trail of where Tina walked. Andrew shut the door and sat down next to Mark on the couch who  grabbed the hem of his shirt and began suckling the milk from it. “Hey buddy. You’ll be having a sibling to play with you soon. Hopefully a sister who has the same hair and eyes as your mommy!”