The first thing Amber saw when she entered the Milk Bar was the beginning of a massive orgy. Waiting for service she looked idly around the room, her gaze drifting from the orgy to the counter, then to girls feeding people straight from their tits, then back to the orgy. She smiled; this was her kind of place. One thing in particular that caught her eye was a large raised glass tube situated right next to the bar. The tube was huge, easily big enough to accommodate a person, and it had a large drainage pipe leading away from the bottom to a tap at the bar. There was also a smaller pipe coming down from the ceiling and leading to a nozzle on the inside of the tube. That must be where they store the milk, thought Amber - but it looked like it was pretty much empty.
"I see someone's interested in the Milk Tube," said a waitress as she sashayed over to Amber, her large udders and ass swaying back and forth. "It's too bad nobody's gone in there in a while. It's usually one of our most popular attractions."
"People go in there? I thought it was just for storing milk?" Amber's curiosity was piqued.
"Well, that too, but it's also a voluntary dance cage. Anyone who goes in there gets free milk from that nozzle." The waitress winked at Amber as she saw the twinkle in her eye. "I rather think the crowd would enjoy you, Miss..."
"Amber. My name's Amber." Amber wasn't looking at the waitress anymore, staring at the tube instead. "How much free milk does a dancer get?"
"As much as she can handle, dear. I'd wager you're willing to give it a shot."
"Sure, why not." Amber grinned as the waitress began to lead her over to the glass container. She bent over and offered Amber a plastic bin that she'd picked up from the floor.
"You're going to have to strip and leave your clothes in here. Wouldn't want them getting wet, and besides, it makes the dancing SO much more fun." Amber did as she said, her usually lacking inhibitions removed completely by the island's power. The waitress led her to a metal stepladder and opened a glass door into the tube. "Have fun, sweetie." The waitress winked again as Amber stood in the middle of the tube and the door was closed and sealed behind her.
The waitress was right about the crowd enjoying Amber. Her perky DD breasts and large ass were already drawing stares even before she'd begun dancing. The waitress that had greeted her put some music on the overhead speakers in the bar, and motioned for Amber to start. Unsure of how to begin, she simply started swaying back and forth in the middle, standing above the grate that led to the draining pipe. Soon she got into the groove, and she was swinging and bouncing, hopping and jiving. The crowd cheered as she gave a sultry smile and flaunted her stuff. Practically everyone who wasn't already occupied by an orgy or a girl's massive tit was watching Amber dance. Eventually she decided that it was time to enjoy some of her rewards, so while her ass still swayed back and forth she put her lips to the nozzle and sucked, allowing some milk into her mouth.
The milk was sweet, creamy, and delicious. She gulped it down as her audience cheered, the milk flowing down her throat with ease. Immediately she began to feel a tingling and extremely pleasurable sensation, particularly centered around her breasts. As she drank, she could feel her tits begin to swell and grow, new milk flowing into them. She let go of the nozzle, extra milk flowing down her chin, and looked at her breasts in amazement. They were still growing, expanding in bursts as she could feel the milk fill them up (Like this: ). They jiggled as they grew, and Amber began to feel extremely aroused. They finished growing, and she felt their new weight on her chest. Despite their size, they were unnaturally perky and she could carry them easily. She cupped her left breast with one hand and slid her other hand down to pleasure herself as she resumed dancing. The crowd went wild with shouts and cheers.
She danced and danced, her new breasts bouncing as she moved. She was extremely horny, but for some reason she still couldn't seem to reach a climax. As the crowd cheered, she put her mouth to the nozzle again and gulped down more of the delicious milk. Her breasts began to grow to gargantuan sizes, first to that of her head and then beyond. She still danced and spun, her breasts swinging as she slid her fingers in and out of her slit, rubbing her clit and closing her eyes in pleasure. She could feel a climax coming, slowly approaching as she danced and grew and masturbated. She drank more milk and her breasts expanded more, her skin stretching and squeaking as they reached impossible sizes. Her climax was almost upon her, and she tweaked one of her nipples as she plunged her hand in and out of her snatch. She rubbed and squeezed her breasts, unable to fit her hands around them, as her skin creaked and she moaned. With one final plunge of her hand, one last clutch of a breast, and a scream of ecstasy, she experienced the best orgasm of her life as her entire body exploded into a tidal wave of milk. Her skin seemed to disappear as she was transformed into the same delicious and creamy drink that she'd been guzzling, splatting against the walls and filling the tube partway. Half of the audience orgasmed with her, even those not party of the orgy, as the sexual atmosphere peaked.
The waitress recovered from her own spectacular climax and walked over to the tap on shaky legs, panting heavily. She took a glass and filled it with the liquid Amber, drinking it down and admiring the glorious creamy deliciousness. She started filling more glasses as people began to eagerly crowd around the bar. She smiled and looked out at the people.
"Now who wants a taste?"