Michelle's hands could barely hold her quivering breasts as she felt them swell with milk. Her hands sank into her soft flesh, and through them she could feel the warmth contained within -- each tit was stuffed with milk! She bit her lower lip, trying to contain herself, trying to make sense of what was happening. Whatever just happened... was amazing! She couldn't help it. She loved how it felt to consume the girls, to feel them become milk inside of her. Part of her knew it was wrong to feel this way, but the rest of her didn't care. She [i]had[/i] to feel it again, no matter what. She had to make her breasts grow. She had to make them swell with milk.
She wondered if anyone had seen her. What if someone saw her consume the girls? What if they saw her tits expand? She quickly found herself asking another question: So what? Followed by another: Who should be next? She began to scan the room, looking for someone else to consume.