Milky Kimi Part 2
#7 of Poor Kimi
Last time on "Poor Kimi": "This steak tastes great mom!" Poor Kimi ate the experimental meat... "They grew!" Kimi was ecstatic with her mammary growth spurt... "Hey, look! Kimi's got mountains!!" The other girls also found them amusing... "You're... leaking..." Laps for gym-class left Kimi soaking wet... "NOT COOL!!!!" The milk splashed out from Kimi's stretched shirt... "Could you be a dear and work them for me? I can't reach anymore..." Kimi wasn't the only one with a problem...
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Kimi stared at her mother, mouth gaping open. Her mother's chest was propped up by both knees and rim of the tub. The nipples were just beyond her mother's reach, several inches long and a couple thick, dripping with milk.
"Well, will you?" Kimi's mother asked again.
Kimi felt her own tits leak into the bottles, underneath her make-do skirt-top. "Okay..."
Kimi walked over to the tub. It was filled to the brim with milk, her mother soaking in it. "The least you could do is open the drain mom..."
"I did, honey. It's just having trouble keeping up. Now, come on, get undressed and get in here. Those bottles aren't going to work forever, trust me."
Kimi rolled her eyes. Her mother was right though. She reached up under her skirt and pulled a bottle off, tape and all. Milk sputtered out, almost full. Kimi dropped it, then the other, into the sink. Her top and soaked bloomers plopped to the floor, as well as her underwear.
Kimi leaned her cane against the wall and stepped into the bathtub. The milk was still warm and splashed out onto the floor as it displaced. Her mother spread her legs to give Kimi some room, the tub being of the narrow variety. In order to fit, Kimi had to slide her legs up over her mother's and under the larger breasts. Hers was barely a third the size of her mothers when compared side-by-side.
As Kimi's butt settled in her mother's crotch, she felt something quaking in the milk. Kimi blushed. "Moo~oom..." she groaned.
Kimi's mother grinned sheepishly. "Would you be so kind to turn it off? I've been trying for the past hour, but I don't want to knock a boob out."
Kimi rolled her eyes yet again. She reached in, groping carefully about the device, trying not to touch her mother. Flipping the switch, Kimi started to pull it out.
"No!" Kimi's mother protested. "Leave it in, please." She pouted to her daughter.
Kimi's face turned even redder. "You're such a pervert..."
"I know" Her mother grinned back. "Now, umm... about those?" She nodded to her nipples.
"Fine~" Kimi chuckled a little. Her mother was so bad.
Kimi pulled back her legs, getting into a kneeling position. She stared at her mother's enormous teat. Her mother's skin was already soft, but the milk coating made it even more supple. One hand on the gargantuan areola, another wrapped around the nipple, Kimi started milking her mother.
Kimi's mother let out a moan.
"Please don't do that..." Kimi glared at her mother.
"O-Okay... So huh how was hoo your day?" Kimi's mother gasped erotically between words.
"Don't..." Kimi scolded her mother. Her mother shrunk her head into the milk, trying to prevent anymore noise.
Kimi felt a rumble under her grip. Milk squirted past, landing beyond the rim of the bathtub. She had to tilt the nipple down. That worked out much better. Each squirt was at least a cup of milk. It wasn't surprising the drain couldn't keep up.
Kimi's mother squirmed with the strokes. Kimi sighed. No point in trying to hold her mother back more. However, her own breasts were starting to ache as well. She took the bracing hand off her mother and began working on herself. The other hand slowed down tremendously without the help. It also wanted to attend to her other breast.
Kimi's mother noticed the change in pace. "Why don't you suckle from it?"
Kimi scowled at her mother.
"What? It's not like you haven't done it before. I can recall a certain little girl who would sneak under mommy's shirt to get a drink until she was five. Even when we had company."
Kimi's scowl didn't fade. She just leaned over and sucked the thing into her mouth. It barely fit.
With her hands free, Kimi could focus on herself, letting the inner-warmth wash over her. After a couple gulps of the sweet nourishment, Kimi couldn't protest to the situation. She felt like a kid again, and then some. Kimi closed her eyes, suckling from her mother as time flew by.
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Unfortunately for poor Kimi and her mother, the- Oh, I'm sorry. Was I interrupting?
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::FuhBoomph::
A moan echoed from Kimi's mother.
Kimi popped off the nipple, milk spraying over her face. Her back pressed against the wall of the tub. The breast she was working on took up her view. Off to the side she saw the other one, nipple flailing and sprinkling milk everywhere. It had fallen to the floor.
"Behhh." Kimi belched. "Oh, excuse me." Her hands stopped. "What... What happened?"
From the other end of the tit before her, Kimi heard her mother murmur. "It got too big..."
"Okay, we're done here." Kimi tried to sound agitated. It seemed like a good excuse to escape. The fondling of her own chest left her feeling a bit kinky. She was wet with more than just milk below and wanted to retreat to a more private place.
"Oohh..." Kimi's mother groaned. "At least work on the other one first."
Damn. Foiled. "Alright..."
Kimi stepped out of the tub. The milk that dripped from her hid any sign of arousal. She stumbled after a step, her chest throwing her off-balance in the white puddles that littered the floor. Luckily, the giant mass proved a soft landing.
Milk squirted out. Kimi sighed once more. The fleshy tank really did need to be handled. Obliging, she maneuvered to its tip.
One arm had to remain at her own chest to keep the beasts, and her balance, in check. From this angle, though, Kimi couldn't see the rest of her mother beyond the mound. That meant her mother couldn't see her either. Kimi spanked herself for considering it, but it was a good way to kill too birds with one stone.
Kimi's mother gasped as she felt her daughter suck her other nipple in. This time the girl used a hand to do all the moving. Kimi's neck was probably tired from the first one. Poor thing.
Kimi's mother relaxed into the tub. She'd think of something nice to do for the girl later. For now, the warmth leaking from her chest beckoned her hand back down between her legs. Without a boob and a daughter in the way, she could resume her fun.
"Ow!" Kimi's mother jumped after a couple minutes. "Don't squeeze so hard, it hurts!"
"Sorry mom!" Kimi called back.
Kimi's mother thought for a second. "Kimi?"
There was a slight pause. "Yes, mom?"
"How can you talk with the nipple in your mouth?" Kimi's mother found it a curious talent.
The suckling stopped. The mouth slid off. A moment later Kimi's face popped out the side. "I think that's enough milking for you, mother." Red tinged Kimi's cheeks.
::Gurgle, gurgle::
Kimi's mother placed a hand on her stomach. "I think you're right... I'm really getting hungry. Could you be a dear and fetch mommy something to eat?" She smiled innocently.
"Fine~" Kimi laughed.
Kimi turned away and walked towards the door. A hand was clamped over her crotch, hiding from her mother. She stopped. Her chest was wider than the doorway... It wasn't when she came in.
Kimi grumbled to herself. Like moving furniture, she pivoted on breast through the door. Her cleavage hugged the frame. The other foot spun around, bringing out the rest of Kimi.
In the hall, behind the door, Kimi let go. Half a gallon of milk spilled out onto the floor, a bit gooey. Catching her breath, Kimi continued on to the kitchen.
It took a couple more of her maneuvering tricks to get there. She went through the cabinets. Then the fridge. Then the pantry.
There was nothing good to eat. "Mooo~ooooom! There's no fooooood!"
"Oh yeah, I ate most of it earlier... Sorry! You'll have to go to the store! My wallet's on my dresser! And don't be afraid to by yourself something nice!" That was a good way to reward her daughter, at least.
Kimi's brow fell flat. Dammit! She didn't want to go out. She wanted to go hide in her room and finish the job. Yet, a pang from her own stomach told her she had no choice.
Too be continued...
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...right now.
Kimi made her way back to the bathroom. Her mother was gasping in the tub with her eyes shut. Kimi averted her gaze, grabbing her skirt, bloomers, and cane. She stepped towards the door.
"Hey!" Kimi's mother stopped her. "Give me a hug before you go."
Kimi shook her head. "Aren't you a little busy for that?"
"I'm never too busy to love my daughter, now get over here."
Kimi groaned. She put the clothes down and walked back to the bathtub. Balancing against the fallen tit, Kimi leaned forward into her mother's cleavage. It was soft and warm.
Kimi's mother reached out and pulled Kimi in. She snuggled into her daughter's cleavage. Kimi stood there in awkward silence.
"Get some chocolate-chip cookies, please." Kimi's mother whispered. "They'll go good with your milk."
"Moo~ooom!" Kimi pulled away.
Her mother laughed. "Don't take long!"
Kimi grabbed her clothes and ran out of the bathroom. She had to pause before the door and catch her breath. The swaying of her chest left her panting. Her pace slowed the rest of the way to her mother's room.
Kimi grabbed the wallet. Then she dropped the skirt over her head. Uh oh. Her nipples stood out, bare. The skirt was now too short to even touch the areolas. Hmph.
Kimi stood there. She considered going through her mother's cloths for something to wear, but dashed the idea. Her boobs were many times larger than her mother's. Before the growth spurt, that is.
Looking around, Kimi grinned. She had an idea.
Messing up her mother's bed, Kimi yanked out a sheet. That was plenty large enough. She folded it up and swung it over her chest. Catching her boobs, she pulled it tight and tied it behind her back.
Kimi could have lost a small child in her cleavage. Oh well. There was also quite a bit of excess cloth hanging down, but it worked. Her nipples were fairly hidden. Well, covered at least. The obvious peaks were hard to miss, but they were decent enough.
With her skirt, Kimi had an outfit. Of course, there was no way she was putting on panties. She couldn't possibly reach. Oh well' number two.
Out the corner of her eye, Kimi spotted something of interest. It had flown from the bed when she got her top. The small, pink egg rumbled against the floor, tethered to a box.
Oh Kimi, you bad girl. She knew it was best not to, but it wasn't fair that her mother got to while she didn't. Without another thought, she managed to lean over without tipping and pick it up.
It was difficult to strap the remote around her thigh without looking. The vibrating egg dangling from the wire was much easier to wield. Kimi did think to restrain herself a little. Without underwear, she turned it off so as to not leave a wet trail. She gripped down onto it; a chew toy for her other hunger.
"I'll be back!" Kimi called before leaving. Her mother didn't respond, which was probably for the better. She could hear the gasps from the bathroom and tried to ignore them.
Walking down the street was a chore. Kimi still didn't like this attention. It was even worse this time, her chest bigger than she was now. She was glad she wore pigtails, she could fool herself into believing that everyone stared because she looked cute.
Kimi found some relief at the food-market. She abandoned her cane for a shopping cart! Lifting her melons one at a time over the handles, it wasn't quite as nice as she had imagined. Her chest obstructed most of her view and she could now witness the streams of milk dribbling from the bed-sheet first hand. But it was nice to get the weight off.
Her face burned as she went down the aisles, dropping item after item into the cart. Why she ever put the vibrator in, she didn't know. There was no semblance of joy here. Only more staring.
Kimi paused in an aisle. She glanced over. Her mother did say to pick something up for herself... Plus they might come in handy with their situation...
Kimi slid the case of adult diapers into the cart. The kind with tape. Finding a nice, empty corner in the store, she opened the case and slipped one out.
With her bosom and cart shielding her, Kimi slipped the diaper between her legs. So much easier than trying to get on some panties. She tugged at the sides, taping secure. Before dropping her skirt, she flipped the switch on her thigh.
Shopping became a breeze. A dorky smile and a fuzzy mind, Kimi no longer noticed the humiliating gazes. If anything, it felt even kinkier. She even started humming, in tune with the toy.
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Kimi squished through the front door. "Here we are boys!"
"Y-Y-Yes miss." The bag-boys were about to pass out from anemia.
One boy squeezed a breast, pulling it through the front door. He had trouble stepping backwards. His attention was focused on the tinted skin that showed peeked through the matted fabric. He definitely didn't mind the white stream flowing out onto his pants.
Kimi was the next one through, food in hand and chest nude. The bed-sheet had torn in two so it only covered the bags of milk, one half draped over each. Each step echoed with a little crunch, something Kimi was growing fond of.
The other boy pushed the other breast through after Kimi. His face drew daringly close to the erect teat, affording him a taste of the girl as she gushed though the door. He almost latched onto the nipple, but Kimi was already through the door and looking back at him.
They were nice boys though. After her cart collapsed, they dismantled it into two rolling crutches, one under each breast. They even offered to drive her and her groceries home. Thankfully, she didn't live too far away or they may have had an accident. The boys were very distracted by the tremors behind them.
Kimi giggled erotically as the boys ran back outside. The quiet buzzing between her legs was further muffled. She watched with naughty thoughts as the boys attempted to make it to their pickup truck, without ruining their pants.
"Tha-haiyiii-nk you!" Kimi shrilled, her body tingling.
A hefty helping of wetness seeped across Kimi's waist. She should probably put on a new pair now that she was home... And pick up the sheets that just blew off. Kimi shut her mouth as the pressure died back down.
Kimi slammed the door shut before the boys backed into the tree. Her stomach grumbled with an aftershock. Kimi wheezed, collecting herself. Dinner seemed like the next option.
"Mooo~ooom! I've got fooood!" Kimi called.
There was no answer.
Kimi dropped the food beside the door and walked to the hall, guiding the wheels of her crutches. Her eyes went wide as she saw the white puddle seeping out onto the living room carpet. She hastened her pace to the bathroom.
Kimi shrieked.
A gigantic nipple protruded from the bathroom door. It was a couple feet long and appropriately thick. Milk drizzled steadily.
"Mom?! Are you okay?" Kimi called out with fear.
"I'm good, sweetie. But could you be a dear and get me some fresh batteries? Mine died." Kimi's mother called. Her voice echoed from above the breast.
Kimi peeked inside. Her mother laid on top of the mountains, inches from the ceiling. Kimi's fear subsided to embarrassment. "You're such a pervert..."
That, however, is another story.