Rika was fascinated by her huge new breasts, and anted some time alone to explore them, making sure she knew all there was to know about them as soon as possible. She didn't want Renamon to see her there, feeling herself up, so she sent her away on a bogus errand to get a game she'd lent Takato a while ago. Renamon saw through it like glass, but went on her way anyways, always willing to do what her master wished.
To a point, that is. She didn't especially enjoy making house calls to Takato, and she saw no harm in loitering a bit, so once she left the house she leapt on top of a telephone pole to watch Rena's experiments.
Rika, feeling secure enough and impatient enough to begin, managed to get her shirt over her head, and unclasps the bra, letting it fall off of her. She barely even noticed that, before she got these huge things, she could have fit herself entirely into that bra.
She looks at the top of her new huge breasts. She'd look at more of them, but that's about all she can see without bothering to move over to the long mirror across the room. She didn't feel like she had the time or the strength to do that, so she just used what she had.
From what she could see, they were beautiful, perfect implants. Her skin on her breasts was slightly tanned, from a good combination of genetics and long days in the sun, even through the skin was just the right thickness one would usually see a fine network of veins running across the surface. However, hers were smooth and unblemished, and as soft as silk. She felt over them gently, and tried to focus on the feelings of her hands, rather than the orgasmic pulses surging through her breasts.
After she got used to the feelings enough to really understand what she feels, her breasts are as soft all the way through as they are on the surface, it seems. As she's massaging them, though, they seem to get firmer. And again, her nipples feel funny. She decides to try and see what's going on now, so she hauls herself over to the full-length mirror, sliding her massive mams along the floor, until they are between her and the mirror. What she sees there stuns her. Her nipples were huge! Well, they were only a little large in proportion to the rest of that area, but they were over four inches long, and totally hard!
As she watched though, the feeling intensified and they bloated almost painfully hard. She reached at them and could barely reach them, pressing into her huge breasts. She then massaged them as best she could, trying to release the pressure in them. However, this just caused something even more confusing to happen: some kind of fluid came out of the tip! At first the words of the doctor flashed into her head.
'They should lactate only if she gets pregnant...'
For a moment, she wondered how she might have gotten pregnant, then dismissed the idea. There was no way. She was a virgin! ...Well, almost a virgin. Her and Renamon were as close as lovers, but they hadn't taken this path too seriously, yet.
She decided it must be some kind of post-surgery effect. The doctor had said they were "organic", but hormones are organic, and it would take a lot to keep breasts this big... It must be that, she decided. She squeezed one nipple, causing milk to both leak and squirt out lightly, sending wave after of wave of tingles and pleasure through her body. Once they subsided, she took her hand away, and tasted the fluid now covering her hand. Milk, for sure, but not like milk from a cow. No, there was some kind of...different flavor, and something more personal.
Renamon could hardly stand watching from her post. Now the smell of fresh milk was in the air, and it was working on her almost as much as if Rika was actually making it come from her. But, with perfect willpower, she stayed there and counted off the seconds until she could say she was back.
While Renamon drooled from outside the window, Rika was having a hard time muffling her moans from all the new sensations flooding her breasts. They seemed to have increased in sensitivity since she'd started this milk-letdown, and everything was causing new feelings on her breastflesh. The cool floor, the slight warm draft of summer air, the milk dribbling down the long drop of the front of her boobs, she could almost feel an electric energy around her, in the air. She realized that these breasts were exactly what she wanted, and she smiled to herself. This might be just the thing Renamon would like.
It didn't take her long to clean up. She used one of her now too-small shirts to clean up the milk on the floor, and tossed it out of the main way. She managed to drape her shirt and bra over herself again, and fixed her hair. Then, she waited for Renamon's return, absently tracing circles around her now huge and puffy areola.
Soon, Renamon, detecting that she was expected back now, hopped lightly down from the pole and returned to the house. She slid the door open, and strolled in. Even though she'd just watched, and resisted joining, Rika playing with her boobs, she couldn't stop herself before she gave a glance of intense longing and passion at Rika's mountainous tits. She changed her face before Rika turned to her, though, and just in time to see Rika's face almost exactly mirror her own.
They both were in perfect synch. Their minds were practically one. Now, they...
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