Jen started thinking about what else she could fill her "balls" with and began to make her way down towards the kitchen.
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She decided to start with something traditional and took some milk from the fridge. Before she tried to fill her breasts up, she squeezed her nipples, letting them deflate. The sensation was odd, yet pleasurable, Jen gasped and stifled moans as the air slowly made its way out.
Now that she was empty, Jen tried to fill her breasts with the milk. She tipped the jug against her nipple but quickly pulled it back as nearly none of the liquid made it in. Most of it slid along the bottom and got absorbed into her carpeted torso.
Jen groaned as her chest became stained with the white liquid, and began to think about throwing herself in the washing machine. But before she got far with that thought she had another, what if she were to attach the nozzles to her body?
Jen took the exercise balls off and placed them on the other way. She noticed that when she breathed in, the balls inflated, deflating when she exhaled, acting something like extra lungs. She took them both off and put one slightly above her belly button and began to drink the milk. The pages became damp and dripped with the white liquid, but somehow most of the milk made it into her mouth. Eventually the ball began to fill with it, growing in size, she kept drinking until she finished the jug. It was a good thing her parents had just went shopping the other day.
She took off the ball and put on the other one, repeating the process with the other jug of milk in the fridge. Now with both full, she took both balls and placed them to her chest, nozzles outwards. Her new breasts were very heavy and Jen struggled not to slump down. She made her way to the couch, barely making it with her loaded assets.
As she gave one of her nipples a tweak, a cool stream of milk jetted out pleasurably, Jen moaned as she slowly emptied her left breast onto the floor. Not wanting to waste the contents of the other one (or to further ruin the carpet), she tilted it upwards against her book muzzle and clamped down on the nozzle with her "lips", a little milk sprayed out as her covers smooshed against her damp tongue pages, but she again managed to get the milk inside of her. Jen's soft cheeks became warm as she breastfed herself, drinking deeply from the engorged extension.
After swallowing nearly a days worth of fluids and nutrients, Jen realized she was very full, and a little tired. She curled up in a ball on the comfortable leather cushions and drifted off into a deep sleep.