Which brings me to Ms Lel's situation. Wouldn't it be great if she could be like Busty Jenny, where something triggered gestational gigantomastia, and like Jenny, where milking her breasts naturally increased demand, which when combined with gigantomastia, increases the growth and fullness. Would she like to have huge full breasts hanging to her knees and weighing over 95lbs? Would she like having such prolific milk production that she had to wear pads, her constantly dripping nipples always just a slight push away from soaking the pads? How would she feel about the limited amount of time she can stand before needing to sit and rest, her breasts hanging off her knees while little puddles form at her feet? Do you think she would appreciate how her breasts swing back and forth with each step, the arc increasing with each step, causing her to stop every 10-12 steps as the swinging weight is threatening her balance? While we know she enjoys the attention, is she aware that when her breasts swing one way and then the other, the motion exceeds the length of her dress, her areola and nipples peaking out at the height of each pendulum swing? Although her physician told her that she is adding to her growth by always squeezing her breasts and expelling the milk, it appears her boobie greed will not allow her to keep her hands off her own breasts, and despite putting down towels every night, she wakes up to huge wet spots; she is caressing her boobs as she s1eeps.
But there she is, on her back, her boobs so full that they can no longer stack, they roll her onto her back, half the weight pressing in her chest and abdomen while the bottom halves lie on either side of her hips. She tries, but she cannot sit up with all that boob weight, so like a turtle on its back, she wiggles her butt to the side of the bed, where she can now stand before staggering off with her boobs swaying from bouncing off her thighs. As her Keurig warms up, she stands, where after lifting one at a time and placing them, her breasts now rest heavily on the kitchen counter, when suddenly the urge strikes and as she drops one huge areola into the kitchen sink, she uses both hands to start heavily massaging the breast as the bottom of the sink quickly fills with warm milk. Why would a girl want boobs so huge as to be inundated by their size and weight and why would she keep stroking and squeezing them when that is only going to make them bigger? I don't know, but I have seen this before, and with her oxytocin now flowing, she will be experiencing a orgasm in a minute before lifting her boob out of the sink and plopping it onto the counter to make room for the other boob to have its turn in the sink. It is a wonder she gets anything done in the course of the day. The coffee is getting cold, but she never worries about running out of cream.