Udderly Strange Fruit (Patreon)

Trina took a breath of the fresh air, she loved getting outdoors whenever she could. She climbed and crawled and hiked every part of the planet she found her way to. She had been covered in mud, scum, slime, and god knows what else in her globetrotting gallivanting life. Still, nothing like whatever the hell this crap was that was on her now.

She had been hiking in the hills of the Ecuador Cloud Forest by herself. When she tripped out in one of the vines on the trail and found herself tumbling head over heels down over a bank. Where she landed amongst these strange white fruits that looked an awful lot like boobs. The large ground growing melons had broken her fall and miraculously she had only suffered minor scrapes from the tumble down the hill.

Still pushing herself up from among the fruit their juices clung to her like glue. It was so thick and sticky Trina had trouble pulling her fingers apart. “What on earth is this crap, I’ve never seen a fruit like this,” she complained as she pushed herself to her feet. “I gotta find somewhere to wash this off before it hardens,” she said as she made her way towards the river she had seen from up on top of the hill she just bumbled down.

Trina made her way to the river and cleaned herself off. It took the better part of an hour. When she was done she decided that she had her fill of hiking for this day. When she got back to her resort she asked around about the strange plants. When she described them to people she was often met with confused looks. It seemed no one had heard of these plants. Fed up with the day on a whole by the time she finished asking around Trina opted to just eat, grab a shower, and go to bed.  

The next morning Trina woke up feeling quite refreshed. Which was surprising considering what had happened yesterday. The only thing that felt off was there was this strange weight on her chest. Opening her eyes, she looked down at herself. “What the shit!?” Trina shouted as what greeted her this morning was a pair of breasts she didn’t have yesterday. Trina always had modest B cups if that.

This morning she was looking down at a much heftier pair of boobs. They were easily the size of volleyballs. “What the hell happened to my tits!?” she exclaimed her hands reached up to grab them only something else soft got in the way. “What are those!?” she cried out as her hands grabbed and rubbed around what felt like another pair of boobs.

“No, no, no, no what the hell!? What the hell!?” Trina said as she flew from the bed. Now on her feet, she looked at her nude body in front of a full-length mirror. She screamed as what stood before her now wasn’t her toned, honed, sculpted body she had cultivated over the years, but something alien to her.

She still had her normal colored skin, her face looked the same, well pretty well everything was normal-ish. Except for the fact that she now sported not one but two pairs of jumbo tits. “Wha...how...I…. this can’t be real?”

There was a knock on her door “ma’am are you okay? I heard screaming,” one of the cleaning ladies called from outside of her room.

Trina looked down at herself. She couldn’t let anyone see her like this. She was a freak “ahhhh yeah sorry, everything is fine,” Trina’s eyes darted around as she tried to think of something “there was just a... umm... a spider in my bed,” she lied.

Trina cringed, waiting “okay, you want fresh towels?” the woman asked in a Portuguese accent.

She breathed a sigh of relief “I’m fine thank you,” she called out. After waiting for a few more nail-biting seconds longer Trina turned her attention to the mirror again. “What the fuck could have done this?” She said as she leaned in closer looking at her extra breasts. They were just as plump and round as her bloated original pair.

“It has to be that fruit right? Like that’s the only thing,” Trina started to rub her breasts again “god why do they feel so tight,” as she rubber this time sprays of milk shot from her nipples. “Ohhhh gross what is that!? Am I lactating? Oh, come on I’m not some kind of cow!” Trina said as her situation exacerbated. “Oh hell no I’m not milking my tits like I’m some kinda cowgirl,” she added stubbornly.

Trina stood in front of the mirror for easily twenty minutes trying to figure out what to do next. She couldn’t go to the hospital; they would lock her away for study. Finally, unable to think of anything she could do Trina threw her hands up “maybe if I wait long enough everything will just go back to normal.”

Trina covered herself as best she could, putting on the oversized robe the hotel provided, then she wrapped herself in a blanket. She decided to just hunker down in her hotel room and wait till this hopefully blew over. Still, as the day went on her breasts only grew tighter and tighter. They went from sore to painful. Trina knew why she needed to milk her breasts. She hated the idea though, but as her breasts continued to ache and throb sorely she knew she had no other choice.

Stepping into the bathtub in her room Trina sighed. Her breasts were so full now they were perfectly round, tight, milk balloons. Trina went to work she pulled on the top two of her nipples, as milk gushed from her nipples the sensation of relief was almost palpable. Trina groaned in pleasure as the milk flowed from her nipples. She tweaked and pulled on them over and over.

As she milked her breasts bolts of pleasure shot from her nipples to her brain and pussy. “Unnghh stop feeling good!” Trina demanded “I don’t want to enjoy this! God my tits are like udders now,” she grunted as more and more milk poured from her juggs. It was half an hour before Trina had emptied her top pair of tits. Near the end of it, she had found a method and rhythm that made milking her breasts much easier.

Applying this knowledge to her bottom row of breasts Trina finished milking them in half the time. Satisfied with her work Trina looked at herself in the mirror again. Her once fat, round, breasts now dropped like teardrops. “At least the pressure is gone,” Trina said before leaving the bathroom.

She busied herself for the rest of the evening just watching TV and updating her travel blog. Though it wasn’t long before Trina felt exhausted. Today had been a long mentally draining day. More than happy to listen to her body's wishes she crawled into bed and quickly fell asleep. Trina was so tired when she lay down that she hadn’t noticed that her breasts were back to the size they had been before she milked today.

Trina awoke the next day feeling even better than she had felt yesterday. She felt energetic and eager to meet the day. Until she opened her eyes and she was met with the sight of her much bigger breasts. They had been volleyballs before, now they were massive plump juicy watermelons. They weren’t even around anymore; they were oval like watermelons. It was like she had flesh-colored zeppelins attached to her chest now. 

Even her nipples were thicker and longer. Her areolas puffed out making sure her breasts looked massive. “Ohhh they grew even bigger!” Trina said as she pushed out of her bed. Looking at herself in the mirror it became clear that her breasts weren’t the only things that had changed. She was just a little plumper looking.

Her toned body had filled out. Her ass cheeks were easily twice as big. Her second pair of tits were just as big as her first pair. The four of them stood proudly jutting out from her Trina hated to admit it, but there was something about how her breasts looked right now. Being so large and torpedo-like she found herself getting turned on by them. She licked her lips and flicked one of her nipples.

She shuddered in pleasure. Her nipples grew hard on all four of her tits as they stretched out longer and harder milk started to leak from them. “Oh shit!” Trina said as she scrambled to the bathroom. What was she thinking? That these big fat things were sexy? They were a nuisance. She still had to be milked like a cow to stop herself from making a mess all over the place. Plus, how was she ever going to dress herself now?

Trina grumbled to herself before she went about her business milking her blimp udders. As she pulled on her teats Trina had to grit her teeth to force herself not to moan. She wouldn’t enjoy this. Even if it felt even better than yesterday, even if she thought her watermelon-sized titties looked sexy, even if she liked how she looked more filled out.

Trina was not going to enjoy this. It was the plant that was making her think this way. It had to be. She wasn’t some lactating freak who got off to having her jumbo milky udders pulled on. She wasn’t like that. After an hour of milking her breasts, Trina was very red in the face and breathing heavily. Her breasts had shrunk down a little but were still the full of her upper body.

Trina splashed some cold water onto her face, she had to calm down. Her pussy was aching to be rubbed right now. Her nipples and breasts were so incredibly sensitive now. Her milking session had nearly pushed her to orgasm. If she had pulled on her nipples a little rougher, it probably would have ended that way.

She ordered room service and bundled up again to try and cover her giant breasts. She still didn’t want anyone to see her like this. She was an even curvier freak than she was yesterday. By the time room service got there and Trina ate her breakfast her breasts had filled up again. “Ohh they’re producing milk way faster now, they’re already full again,” Trina lamented.

“I guess I need to milk myself once more,” as she said that her nipples grew hard, there was a flutter of excitement from her stomach. She chewed her lip, well maybe it wasn’t that bad at least it felt good to be milked. She stepped back into the bathtub and began the milking process all over again. This time coos and sighs escaped her lips as she played with her ample bust and thick nipples.

The rest of Trina’s day went like this: watching TV for a bit, milking session, eating lunch, milking session, more TV, milking session, Dinner, milking session. Each time Trina gave into the pleasure of the experience more and more. Maybe being such a cow wasn’t a bad thing she started to think by the end of the day. Maybe she could get used to this way of life, maybe she wanted more. Trina closed her eyes, falling asleep just as quickly as last night. Her dreams were filled with lustful images of her getting bigger and bigger milkier and milkier. The entire night Trina slept the smile never left her face.

Trina woke up the next morning without even opening her eyes. She knew her fat milky udders had gotten even bigger. The weight of them on top over her seemed to cover in her entire torso and some of her hips. She was buried under a soft sea of sexy bosom flesh. She was already getting excited. Her nipples grew hard and Trina moaned as warm milk started to spray from her nipples and rain back down over her tanned skin.

Opening her eyes Trina’s jaw dropped “Oh my god they’re enormous!” she said as she pushed herself up to a sitting position. Her two top breasts pushed up by her plump bottom breasts blocked her view right now. All she could see was tit. Her bottom breasts were so big they filled her lap and then some. Just from the weight of themselves pressing against one another Trina’s breasts gushed milk.

“Ohhh they’re so milky now too! Goodness, I’ve got such big fat milky cow tits now,” Trina cooed as she pressed her hands into the sides of her massive tits. She moaned loudly as more milk burst from her nipples. The sensation of her milk flowing out was enough to have her completely aroused now. “Unnnghh I can’t believe I didn’t like you, girls, at the start,” she said as she repositioned so she was laying on top of her four yoga ball sized tits.

“I really should go to the bathroom, but I’m just so horny right now, I can’t help myself,” Trina humped and ground against her large breasts. Gasping and moaning as jets of milk shot out of her nipples soaking the bed in her warm cream. “Ohhh they feel better than ever! Ohhhh I’m going to cum! I can’t stop myself! Yes! Yes!” she shouted as she shuddered all over.

The orgasm was so intense and she hadn’t even touched her clit or pussy yet. “Ohhhh you’re just so big and sexy now. I’m such a freak now with my four giant, fat, udders! Mmmmm, but they’re so milky, so hot I don’t care! I just want to milk my creamy blimps all day!” Trina could tell by the way her ass cheeks bounced that they had swelled even juicier. She was a plump, voluptuous, four titted vixen now. Trina loved it.

The rest of her morning was spent playing with her giant breasts. Rubbing them, groping them, squeezing them. Covering her room top to bottom in milk. No matter how much she milked her tits they just kept pumping out more and more milk. It soon became clear that even with all of Trina’s efforts to milk herself. She couldn’t keep up with her rate of production.

By the time lunch rolled around Trina’s breasts covered in the whole bed. “Ohhh they are not stopping! They keep getting milkier! My udders keep swelling bigger and bigger and bigger” she moaned. She could see them now growing and growing. As her breasts made the bed look small it collapsed under her giant mammaries.

“Ohhh they’re growing faster! I can feel it,” Trina cried out delighted “yes! Fill up with more milk! Grow fatter and plumper my succulent udders,” Trina was filling up more and more of her hotel room. Bigger and bigger she expanded each of her tits were the size of cars now. As more and more milk soaked into the floor the structure weakened.

Trina was too busy cumming her brains out while rubbing and playing with her now truck-sized tits to notice. As the milk-soaked wood finally gave way under her swelling knockers Trina fell through the floor of her loft hotel room. Landing on the ground under the hotel there was a loud splat under Trina’s tits.

Trina looked around, she was under the hotel now. The hotel was built in the style of a treehouse so it was held up on posts so it could sit among the canopy of the trees. A strange smell filled her nostrils. It was the same smell as the fruits she had fallen into three days ago. Her breasts shuddered and started to swell out much faster than before.

Looking around herself all Trina could see was a massive grove of those strange white boobie fruits. They were way bigger than the ones she had fallen into three days ago. As her billowing breasts steamrolled over the plump juicy fruits. There was a symphony of splats filling her ears. Trina cried out cumming harder than ever before “Yes! More! More! MORE!” Her tits took off growing out fatter and fatter in all directions. It looked like she wasn’t about to stop growing anytime soon.

The End.