While getting latex from your vagina was quite enjoyable, your attention had shifted upwards to your breasts. What if you could milk them for latex? Better yet- what if you could use the latex to make them even bigger? They were already above average as they were, but moving the latex from your stomach to your tits would make them even bigger.
You put both clawed hands against your stomach and begin to push in. You feel a little less resistance than you would get if you were a regular human, but you're not- you're a latex naga. After about a minute of pushing there's some noticeable growth in your breasts, and you're just a bit slimmer around the waist. It takes you nearly ten minutes to push all of the mass into your boobs, near the end you took one hand off and cupped a breast as it slowly grew.
You take one in each hand and squeeze, it feels so good. You fall back on your bed and wriggle upwards towards the pillows, your long tail droops off the side and meanders across the floor. As you play with your pillowy tits, you don't notice your tongue rolling out of your mouth. It slowly makes its way down your body, and after reaching the side of your breast, it quickly loops around the point its connected at, making you gasp in surprise.
Your tongue loops around and around, squeezing your tit into a slender pole as it makes its way up. You can barely hold back- the extreme pleasure causes your pussy to gush with green fluids. You writhe about, sweating liquid latex. As your bedsheets get soaked, they retain their original color, but become rubbery and shiny.
When your tongue finally reaches the top, your breast is stretched nearly four feet long, it leaves a ball about four inches in diameter at the end. The pleasure is indescribable, but something inside of you needs more. Your tongue goes down, down, down, and loops around the base of your other tit. As it makes its journey back up, you clutch at your sheets , sinking your claws into your blanket and mattress. You dig into the material before pulling your fingers out and jamming them in someplace else. Although the holes you make do not last long- they are quickly filled in with latex.
By the time your tongue makes it back up, your pussy is gushing a near constant stream of rubbery goo and your eyes have rolled into the back of your head. But your tongue doesn't stop here, you feel an odd sensation at the root of your rack. Its... pressure. The pressure makes its way up your stretched breasts before rapidly sliding down and slowly going back up again. Your tongue is pumping your breasts. There is no energy left inside of you to stop yourself as your twin peaks become geysers, coating your ceiling in latex. Your fluids rain down from above, covering everything you own in it- changing your whole room into an assortment of shiny, squishy, rubbery latex items.
You've already passed out by the time your tongue starts uncoiling from your tits.