Chapter 7: B Story
Becky and Katie has just finished preparing to open the creamery for the day when the door opened and they looked up. In stepped Gil, his prominent curves wobbling in a snug sundress.
Becky and Katie glanced up from the counter, their eyes widening in surprise and admiration as they took in the sight of him. "Wow, Gil," Becky exclaimed, her gaze lingering on his fuller figure. "You're really starting to fill out that dress. You look amazing!"
Katie nodded in agreement, a wide smile spreading across her face. "Yeah, you're looking fantastic, Gil. You've come so far already. It's amazing to see your transformation."
Gil blushed at their praise, his cheeks flushing a soft pink as he self-consciously smoothed a hand over his curves. "Thanks, girls," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "It's...it's still a bit new to me." He looked at them, a mix of curiosity and nervousness in his eyes. "Hey, I wanted to come in and ask you. What's so special about these Milf Shakes that Jenny wants me to drink them? Shes been encouraging me to drink like 4 milk shakes a day and it all seems kinda funny."
Becky and Katie exchanged a glance, a knowing smile playing on their lips. Becky leaned in, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Well, Gil, you know how much we love our Milf Shakes here at the creamery. They've got a little something extra in them, that's for sure."
Gil's eyebrows shot up, his interest piqued. "Extra? Like what?
You mean like vitamins or something?" Gil asked, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. Becky grinned, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
"Not quite, Gil. The Milf Shakes are all-natural, but they're made with a special blend of ingredients and supplements that, well, enhance certain...assets."
Katie chimed in, a playful smirk on her face. "You know, like breasts. They help them grow, fill out. That's why we call them Milf Shakes—they make you, well, more milk, more...busty."
Gil's eyes widened in astonishment, his jaw dropping open as the realization hit him. "Wait, what? You mean, these shakes...they're making me grow...there?" He gestured to his chest, his mind racing with the implications.
Becky nodded, her smile turning more serious. "Yes, that's exactly what we mean, Gil. The shakes have a potent blend of natural ingredients that stimulate breast tissue growth.
Becky nodded, her eyes softening as she saw the confusion and disbelief in Gil's expression. "Yeah, that's right, Gil. You've been drinking the shakes for weeks now, haven't you? You must have noticed the changes in your body."
Gil looked down at his chest in disbelief, his hands gently cupping his big breasts as he tried to wrap his mind around what he was hearing. He could feel the weight of them, the softness, and he knew that something was different. But this...this was insane. "I...I can't believe it," he whispered, his eyes wide with shock. "I mean, I knew I was changing, but...this? This is...it's just not possible."
Becky smiled reassuringly, her hand reaching out to rest on his arm. "It is possible, Gil.
Come on, let us show you," Becky said, her voice gentle yet insistent. Taking his hand, she led him to the back of the creamery, Katie following close behind. They pushed open a door marked "Employees Only" and stepped into a bustling, stainless-steel wonderland. Machines whirred, and the scent of sweet cream filled the air.
"This is where the magic happens," Katie said, her voice filled with pride. Gil's eyes widened as he took in the vast space, filled with tubs of ice cream, blenders, and even what looked like a large, industrial-sized juicing machine. But his attention was immediately drawn to a separate area off to the side, cordoned off with a velvet rope.
There, he saw a large, stainless-steel table covered with an array of odd-looking ingredients. Gil squinted, taking a step closer, and his eyes widened as he recognized some of them—fenugreek, fennel, and something that looked like a peculiar type of moss.
Stranger still, there was several stations set up of what appeared to be some kind of milk pumps. He looked at these quizzically.
"What are those for?" he asked, pointing to the peculiar moss and the milk pumps.
Becky smiled, her eyes twinkling with excitement. "Ah, where to begin? Well, let's start with the basics. You see that moss over there? That's a special variety that we source from the mountains in Switzerland. It contains a compound that's incredibly effective in promoting breast tissue growth. We add it to the milk base of our shakes."
Gil's eyes widened, his eyebrows shooting up as he took in the array of ingredients. "And the fenugreek? The fennel?" he asked, his voice tinged with disbelief.
Katie stepped forward, her hands on her hips as she gestured to the various components. "Fenugreek is a popular herb used in many cultures for its hormonal effects.
It contains plant compounds that mimic estrogen, which can help stimulate breast growth," Katie explained. "And the fennel? Well, that's another great one for boosting milk production. It's no coincidence that many nursing mothers swear by it."
Becky gestured to the milk pumps, a smirk playing on her lips. "And the pumps are for the milk we use in the milf shakes." Becky gestured to the machines, a smirk playing on her lips as she and Katie moved to stand beside them. "Want to see how it's done, Gil?"
Gil stammered, his eyes widening in surprise as Becky and Katie each reached for a pump and began to attach it to their massive, swollen breasts.
"You...you're serious?" he whispered, his gaze flicking between them, utterly fascinated by the sight. He had heard of lactating humans before, but to see it in action, to watch as his friends effortlessly produced milk, was both awe-inspiring and slightly unsettling.
"As a heart attack," Katie grinned, giving the pump a squeeze as she began to express milk into a large, stainless-steel container. The sound of it splashing into the liquid was mesmerizing, and Gil found himself unable to look away.
Influenced by his hypnosis, he couldn't help but see it as primal, sensual, and incredibly erotic. As Becky and Katie milked themselves, he felt an unexpected surge of arousal, his body reacting in a way he hadn't expected. His nipples hardened, and before he even realized what he was doing, his hands were reaching up, his fingers gently brushing against them, massaging them through the fabric of his sundress.
His touch sent a jolt of pleasure through him, his breath hitching as he involuntarily arched into it. The sensation was too much, and suddenly, he felt his other breast pop out of his dress, the soft mound of flesh exposed to the cool air of the creamery.
He couldn't help but marvel at it, his hands cupping the weight of his new curves as Katie continued to explain.
"You see, Gil, Danni has been producing over a gallon of milk a day. That's why her breasts are so massive," Katie said, her voice filled with awe as she gestured to her own considerable assets. "The Milf Shakes are incredibly potent. When used with @Bustee Cream they're designed to stimulate your body, to help it produce as much milk as possible."
Gil's eyes widened, his gaze flicking between Katie and Becky as they worked the pumps, the steady stream of milk splashing into the container. He could feel his own body responding, his nipples tingling and hardening in the cool air of the creamery.
"But how does it work? I mean, you said something about Bustee Cream earlier. Is that part of it, too?"
Becky nodded, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "Oh, absolutely, Gil. Bustee Cream is the secret weapon in all of this. It's a unique blend of ingredients that, when combined with the Milf Shakes, creates a synergistic effect that stimulates breast growth even more. It's like a turbo boost for your bodily changes."
Gil's eyes widened as he absorbed this new information. "So, it's like a double whammy? The shakes and the cream together?"
Katie chuckled, her hands still working the pump as she watched him. "That's one way to put it. The shakes provide the foundation, and the cream amplifies the effects.
It's a beautiful partnership, really," Katie explained, her voice filled with enthusiasm.
Suddenly, Gil's imagination ran wild, and he found himself picturing the moment when Jenny would see him with breasts the size of basketballs. In his fantasy, she towered over him, her massive frame a testament to her own physical transformation. He tingled thinking about how excited giant Jenny would be to milk her little Gilly. Beneath his conscious mind, he fantasized about what the @Bustee Cream would do to him, how big he could grow, how much milk he could produce for his growing giantess wife.
Becky must have sensed his curiosity, for she broke off her explanation and turned to him, holding out a spoonful of the thick, white cream. "Here, Gil," she said, "try some. It's amazing."
Gil hesitated, his eyes flicking from Becky to the spoon, which was heaped with a generous serving of the cream. He could see tiny flecks of some sort of herb suspended in the thick liquid, and he couldn't help but wonder what it would taste like. He looked up at Becky, her eyes twinkling with amusement, and then back down at the spoon. After a moment, he took it from her, his hand trembling slightly as he brought it to his lips. He closed his eyes and took a tentative lick of the cream, his taste buds exploding with the intense, herbal flavor.
He swallowed, and immediately felt a warmth spreading through his body, starting from his stomach and radiating outwards. His eyes fluttered open, and he looked at Becky and Katie, a sense of awe and disbelief washing over him. "Oh my god," he whispered, his voice barely above a murmur. "That...that was incredible."
Becky and Katie exchanged a glance, their eyes shining with amusement and anticipation. Katie grinned, her voice filled with mischief as she said, "That's just the beginning, Gil.
Wait till you see what happens after a few weeks of regular Bustee Cream consumption. If you want, we can starting including bottles of it in our deliveries to your house."
Becky offered, her voice filled with a playful, encouraging tone.
Becky and Katie shared a glance, a knowing smile passing between them as they watched Gil, his eyes still wide with a mixture of disbelief and awe.
Gil nodded submissively. Deep down, he wanted to drink the Bustee Cream. He couldn't deny the draw, the allure of transformation, of changing himself, his body, his life. He had only taken a small taste, and already, he could feel the heat of it coursing through him, the desire to give himself over to it, to see where it would lead him. But there was a part of him that was afraid, that hesitated, that wondered what it would mean for him, for Jenny, for their lives together.