Milky Kimi
#4 of Poor Kimi
Kimi was a grade-school student about oh... four and a half feet tall. She had nice, long brown hair and a slim body. A little too slim, she often thought to herself, as she barely had a chest to speak of. Her school had a uniform policy, so her daily apparel often consisted of the required long-sleeved, buttoned shirt, a skirt down to her knees, and either stockings or socks that covered the rest of her legs.
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Kimi munched away at the food. "This steak tastes great mom!"
"I'm glad you like it honey. There was a special booth for it down at the farmer's market. I'll try to pick some more up the next time I go." Kimi's mother smiled back.
The two of them ate their full, putting the leftovers away. It had been a long day for Kimi and tomorrow was school, so she decided to head straight to bed. She was comatose as soon as she hit the pillow.
Throughout the night, Kimi dreamt of having a full bust. She giggled and drooled with delight; her greatest wish...
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Unfortunately for poor Kimi, the steak was no ordinary meat. The special booth was the remnants of the farmer's experiments. The experiments involved his homemade Bovine Growth Hormone, injected directly into the meat . He hadn't really considered the consequences of human ingestion.
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"Mom!" Kimi slid across the floor to greet her now-waking mother. "They grew!"
Kimi jumped up and down in joy, her pajama shirt left behind in her room. The naked mounds of flesh bounced with her. Then they jiggled back and forth, followed by being squished together and squeezed as she put on a show for her mother.
"Oh, how nice sweetie! I didn't know you could grow two cup sizes in one night." Kimi's mother moaned from within her bed.
"Can I borrow one of your bras? I don't think any of mine will fit!" Kimi still hopped about, eager to get her chest to school.
"Sure, hun. Mommy is still tired, but you know where they are, right?"
"Yup." Kimi rushed to the dresser and pulled out a sexy pair of her mother's.
She pulled her hair up into pigtails and left the top buttons of her shirt open. Today was a good day to capture people's attentions. In a flash, Kimi ran off to school.
Down the hall, Kimi strut her stuff. The bra was beginning to feel a little tight. Though, the way she puffed her chest out on display, it was surprising she didn't tear apart the hooks in back altogether.
It was worth a little discomfort. The looks she got from all the cute boys, even from some of the cute girls, would make anyone feel proud of themselves. Well, anyone who was used to being as flat as a board, at least.
Once at her desk, Kimi plopped down fast enough to see her shirt bob around. This was so cool! And they felt so tingly. While the teacher scribbled away on the chalkboard, Kimi hunched over. As subtly as possible, her hands floated up to her bosom and tweaked the mounds. Soooo cool! Actually, her chest felt quite warm. The nice kind of warmth. The kind you could just curl up and...
"Zzzzzzz" Kimi was out like a light.
Her hands fell into her lap; her forehead square on the desk. Apparently, the hopeful dreaming she had the night before must have made her sleep restless. Or something. Whatever the case, Kimi was back to la-la land, where she further fantasized about her wishes-made-real.
... ::Ding-ding-ding::
Kimi popped up groggily. The bell indicated the end of the period.
"Eww..." she said quietly. She wiped off the drool from her mouth. There was some more that had dripped onto her blouse. A couple fingers went to clean it off-
"Ah!" Kimi gasped. Her nipples were stiff and sensitive.
"Aww..." she moaned as she could see them poking through her shirt.
Kimi straightened her posture. Sure enough, her boobs stuck out even further. She could feel the bra propping them up from underneath. They probably fell out while she was sleeping... Bras... Stretch your chest and they're too tight, lean forward and they're too loose.
Most of Kimi's dissatisfaction came from the fact that she couldn't correct the situation. In the middle of the classroom while everyone's milling about: not a good place to stick your hands in your shirt and play with your tits. Ooo... Play with your tits. Kimi could finally say she had tits to play with!
"Hey, Kimi!" One of the other girls snapped Kimi from her musing. "Are you going to gym or what?"
"Huh?" Oh yeah. Today's a gym day! "Yeah, sorry. I forgot about it."
The girl shook her head and walked away while Kimi continued to contemplate.
Bonus! She can fix herself when she gets changed! All she had to do was carry some books to hide her headlights (and drool) and she was safe! Boy, boobs can be such a burden (a very welcome one~)...
Kimi made it to the locker-room without incident. She unbuttoned her shirt and took a second to take in the view. So COOL!! Tossing her shirt into the locker, she took a moment to return her attention to her bra before pulling out the gym t-shirt. Just a little wedging...
Hey... That's not cool! Kimi was barely able to breath once the bra returned to its rightful place. Did her breasts swell up because they were hanging while she was sleeping? Kimi had no experience with boob-mechanics.
"Hey, look! Kimi's got mountains!!" Kimi jumped as a girl snuck up from behind and launched a groping attack on Kimi's melons.
"When'd you get those?", "Aww... they're bigger than mine!", "Lemme feel 'em!", "Did she get implants?", and many more comments echoed around the gabby girls of the locker-room. By the time the conversation drifted to another topic, Kimi was bright red in the face. She picked up a towel and dabbed at her wet nipples. Her chest was so warm, sweat must have collected at the very tips of the mounds. SO COOL!!!
Well, at this point wearing a bra wasn't an option. Luckily, the gym t-shirts were thick compared to her blouse, so she wouldn't be poking anyone's eyes out. Tucking the shirt into her bloomers, on the other hand, was proving problematic. The waistband was too loose to hold the shirt, which had become a little too small since the last class.
Kimi didn't know why the school borrowed this Japanese custom, but this one she was thankful for. The legs of the underwear-shaped bloomers were cut high, so the shirt could reach with a little extra stretching. There, the elastic was strong enough to hold the shirt in place.
So, Kimi walked out onto the field with so much cleavage that even the gym-teacher had trouble averting his gaze. Nevertheless, his whistle blew and it was time for laps. His eyes did their own exercise of jumping-in-place as he watched.
Kimi didn't pay any mind to the lecherous teacher. Nope. Her brain had fogged due to other issues.
With each bounce, her unrestrained breasts rubbed across the fabric. The erotic sensations clouded her thoughts. Too make matters worse, a cool breeze soon licked at her wet nipples.
The warmth she felt within had fired up her sweat again. And she had so many more laps to run! Thinking about it all even made her chest feel heavier with each step!
No! She'd get in trouble if she stopped. Kimi took a deep breath. She washed her mind of everything else, focusing on nothing but the task at hand.
... "Uhh... Kimi... Do you need to use the bathroom?" The question was so bizarre that Kimi had no choice but to come back to reality.
"You're... leaking..." The other girl pointed down at Kimi's groin.
Come to think of it, her panties felt soaking wet. She looked down. She couldn't see a thing. A cavern of flesh blocked her view. The collar of her shirt was torn and frayed all around her neck. Her nipples stuck out like homing beacons, several inches away from the rest of her body.
Confused, Kimi took a couple steps back. She heard squishing and felt sloshing below. On the ground where she had been standing was a milky-white puddle. More accurately, it was a puddle of white milk.
Finally, the elastic on Kimi's bloomers gave way. Waves of milk flowed splashed down her legs, joining the pool below.
"NOT COOL!!!!"
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Kimi was given the rest of the day off for 'personal needs'. She had managed to walk back home without assistance. Her face was glowing red. The skirt around her chest and the stretched out bloomers captured the wrong kind of attention. The gym shirt couldn't handle covering the bottles that were taped to her chest.
"Mom!" She called out.
"I'm in the bathroom, honey!"
Kimi trudged through the hall, clanking the cane the nurse had provided for balance. Why was the bathroom door wide open? Her jaw dropped.
Kimi's mother sat in the tub. "Could you be a dear and work them for me? I can't reach anymore..." her mother said as she stretched her arm out for her own nipples.
Some time during the night, Kimi's mother had went back for seconds. That, however, is another story.