Jordan found himself alone in his dorm. He suddenly realized it was time to check in on one of his favorite streamers. Moving over to his computer desk and opening a web browser, he navigated to the streaming website. The streamer in question is a young woman, dark skin with long, black hair. Her online handle is MistressMidnite, whose real name is Misty Morgan, and she is an avid gamer with a penchant for RPGs. Jordan loaded in to find the streamer was busy with an online game, chatting away with her viewers.
“Okay, guys, gals and non-binary pals. Soon as we get to this next boss, I’m going to ignore you for a bit so I can focus.” The young woman grabbed a drink and took a quick sip before engaging in an encounter alongside other players. In the corner of the video, Jordan watched an animated graphic of coins falling into a cup, to which Misty reacted to. “Thank you for the tips, Ogler45.”
“Every time Misty receives a tip, her breasts grow and fill with milk,” Jordan said aloud. Another jingle of coins signaled, to which Misty said, “Thanks for the tips, Frogmanton.”
Jordan stared at Misty’s chest in her camera feed and watched her shirt pull tighter as her chest pushed forward. Afterward, several more tips trickled in during the stream, and the woman’s breasts ballooned in spurts over time. Before long her breasts now rested on her desk and she consciously pushed her keyboard further away to remain in control of her character. Two dark spots formed indicating Misty’s breasts were reaching their limit for retaining milk.
“I’ll have to put donations on hold for a bit until I get these udders under control,” said Misty as she took notice of her leaking. Right before she adjusted something on another monitor, a last donation was sent, causing her breasts to expand quickly to the size of her head and steadily trickle milk. “And there you have it. The last straw that broke the cow’s bra.”
Jordan thought quickly and said aloud: “It is safe for women to stream while topless. And Misty has a breast pump for her milk production.” He then watched as the streamer casually removed her milk-soaked shirt and brought up two cups, attaching them to her swollen nipples. “You guys are lucky I keep this nearby. Now, back to the game.” One unexpected shift in reality caught Jordan’s attention as Misty’s handle changed to ChocoCow. A new idea came to him.
“Misty’s torso is elongated to accommodate ten extra breasts that all lactate.” Jordan quickly added: “She also has ten extra arms, and she has enough equipment to assist her milking breasts.” Jordan watched as the streamer appeared to be sitting higher in her seat only to see her body is now indeed stretching.
From the camera feed, four more breasts can be seen growing into existence along with four sets of arms. Misty’s chair began moving away from her as her transformation continued out of view. The sound of the breast pump became more noticeable as more and more lactating breasts were created and hooked up to a noticeably (to Jordan) transforming machine behind Misty. “Sorry for the background noise, but it can’t be helped. You know how much Mama Misty’s milk production has been in overtime lately thanks to all your kind support.” After a moment, Jordan could see Misty’s legs now rested on the bed in the background while her newly grown arms propped up the back half of her body. By which point, he saw that her new handle became MilkyTittipede. It remained impressive how she never once deterred from her engagement with the game, maintaining laser-like focus on the boss encounter until her party succeeded.
“Let’s fucking go!” Misty exclaimed. “Now that’s how it’s done, y’all.” She reached for her cup to drink only to find it was empty. She then nonchalantly brought the cup to a breast to refill it, and took a sip. “That’s the taste of victory.”
“The next donation Misty receives will cause her breasts to triple in size,” Jordan said aloud.
With the sound of coins entering the cup, Misty began speaking but was cut off by the intense sensation of all twelve of her breasts growing in unison. “Oh fuck, this is the big one!” From the four breasts that can be viewed on camera, they quickly ballooned past the size of watermelons and edged into beach ball territory. Each breast had become large and round enough to provide support for every other adjacent one along Misty’s long body. Jordan could just make out the few in the back now touched the floor.
“Holy shit, you guys,” said Misty with heavy breaths. “I don’t know about you, but that was fucking hot. I think I’ll end the stream now and take care of all this. In the meantime, you take care of yourselves. Mommy Misty loves you!” The stream ended, and the chatbox exploded with emotes before dying down.