A story told from the first-person perspective about a girl who ordered pills that were supposed to help with her fertility, but instead of taking them slowly over a long period of time she overdosed by taking a bunch at once, which caused her breasts to start growing and producing milk.

Chapter 2: Building Tension

The pills were small - no longer than a Tic Tac, with a pale green hue that reminded me of springtime leaves. I'd swallow them greedily, two, three, sometimes four at once, washing them down with a gulp of water or a swig of my ever-present coffee. Within days, my breast started feeling tender and full, the sensation growing increasingly intense until it was downright painful, like a dull ache that never truly abated. Once the sensitivity became unbearable, milky fluid began to leak from my suddenly swollen nipples.

I looked down at my chest, now heaving with each heavy breath, and felt a jolt of pure desire shoot through me. The feeling of the wetness soaking the fabric of my bra, the weight of my breasts, the visceral knowledge of what was happening - it aroused me to a level I had never known before.

It was on one of these nights, when the pain and pleasure had reached a fever pitch, that I decided to experiment.