This choice: Kyoko Hayashi... with wet stains on the front of her shirt? • Go Back... With the blonde nurse's back to Shizuka once more, and Saya no longer quite as distracted by her aching, swollen stomach, she noticed a detail about the bodacious blonde that had somehow escaped her notice earlier.
'W-what in God's name happened to her ass?!' It was only dumb luck that saved Saya from blurting such an impudent thought out, and instead saying it in her head instead. But the thought running through her frazzled mind was no less valid... because as Saya watched the school nurse's backside quiver slightly as it's owner opened the door to the infirmary...
The pink-haired girl's eyes twitched at the sight. She had to do a double-take just to confirm that the nurse wasn't purposefully sticking her rump out to mess with her for some inane reason.
Nope, that wasn't the case. Shizuka Marikawa's ass really was that huge. Like a pair of volleyballs that she'd somehow managed to stuff into her brown, knee-length skirt, the woman's absolute dumptruck of an ass was, frankly put, comically huge! Saya wasn't even exaggerating when she told herself that she had literally never seen a butt that big before!
And if that wasn't all...
Well, Saya had seen Shizuka Marikawa in passing prior to these three weeks of oddities. She had always been a very curvaceous woman; hips included. But just like the inexplicable engorgement of her breasts and increased mass to her ass, the woman's hips had widened noticeably as well! Saya could only stare at the almighty posterior ahead of her, wondering just how the hell the tall blonde had managed to squeeze her volleyball-sized buttocks and nearly doorway-width hips into a pencil skirt that seemed to be one sudden movement away from tearing apart!
Saya's eyes twitched as the blonde in question wiggled on the spot, excite to see a newcomer to the infirmary, and for a split second, the twintailed girl swore that she heard the faint sound of threads tearing...
Honestly, did Marikawa-sensei even realize that her freaking pantylines were on full display? The woman's underwear was on full display, her skirt stretched so tight across buttocks barely contained within that she might as well not have even worn the skirt considering how ridiculous the sight was!
Honestly, the woman looked almost like an overinflated blow-up doll considering how outrageously exaggerated her bust and hips were. For a woman who'd possessed a slim waist to have such wildly oversized bust and hip measurements... Saya shook her head, trying to focus on something, anything other than the ludicrously curvy woman ahead of her! Because good god, the woman looked like a living hourglass!
It was only then that her eyes settled on the woman who had entered the infirmary, and Saya's eyes widened. Had she really been so focused on Marikawa-sensei's giant butt that she'd overlooked the other elephant in the room?
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"Please, Shizuka! You have to help me!" Kyoko Hayashi hissed, face flushed from mortification.
"O-oh dear... Is it that again?"
"K-keep your voice down! There's a student here! I-I count let anyone know about this! T-that would be absolutely unacceptable!" The 30-year old teacher growled, looking over her fellow faculty member's shoulder at the student who was lying on the bed.
She recognized her; but it would've been stupid of her not too. Saya Takagi was from one of the most powerful, most well-known families in the entire city...
And like her, she seemed to have fallen victim to whatever virus had been going around the school lately.
Kyoko had always prided herself on being a levelheaded, rational person, someone who put far more stock on what she could see in front of her than in rumors and hearsay. But this? This thing that was causing the females at Fujimi Academy to change so drastically in such a short amount of time...
What else could it be but some epidemic?
Kyoko couldn't lie; she like many of the women at Fujimi Academy had been silent but grateful to experience a sudden surge of swelling in their bosoms... and Kyoko seemed to be one of the few who had not, well, fallen victim to a sudden surge of gluttony.
Case in point, Kyoko's eyes narrowed at the sight of the pink-haired girl who was still groaning and holding her distended belly. Such an unladylike sight... If that had been her, she would've just about died of humiliation!
But...
Well, her appetite might not have skyrocketed in the last couple of weeks, but something else most unusual and decidedly unwanted had happened to her!
"O-okay, follow me. We can use the sink in the infirmary. The restrooms are separate from the recovery area, so Takagi-san won't see you." Shizuka stated, gently tugging on the brown-haired woman's arm as she led her deeper into the infirmary.
Kyoko just kept her lips pressed together, and her white blazer pressed to her chest...
The absolute last thing in the world she wanted was one of her students to see the growing wet stains on the front of her yellow top!
Once the two women were in (relative) privacy, Kyoko set her jacket down so that the nurse could take a look at her. Her eyes momentarily rested on the monumental bosom jutting out from the rest of the nurse, before Kyoko was able to tear her eyes away.
Due to whatever awful virus had caused so many changes in her body, Kyoko's own chest; which prior to all this had been quite well-endowed, a point of pride for her- had swollen to the point that she'd matched the nurse's former legendary bust size.
Good heavens, going from a G-cup to a J-cup in three weeks would've seemed like a blessing from heaven, if not for...
"Oh dear, they're leaking quite a lot, aren't they?"
"Shh!"
That.
Kyoko whined in embarrassment as the blonde nurse gently tugged the damp yellow top up past her arms, removing it and leaving Kyoko in an equally damp bra. Solid black, rather than lacy black, the immense undergarment was a sight to see (wearing lace was a bad idea, Kyoko had learned, when you were swelling up with milk.)
That, and the dark color helped at least a little bit to hide Kyoko's 'condition.'
"Did you try tying them down? Or putting bandaids on, your, um..." Shizuka trailed off, cheeks turning pink. She'd been unable to say the word 'nipples.'
Kyoko grimaced, wishing that she was anywhere but here. Even a big hole that she could throw herself down would be acceptable.
At least the school nurse understood the importance of keeping such an embarrassing personal issue private.
But that was all she had been able to do. For all Shizuka's experience, dealing with cases of spontaneous lactation certainly wasn't one of them.
"I-I told you, it hurts too much if I do that! The- The milk just builds and builds, and I get even more full!"
"Oh... that's definitely not good! We need to make sure that you don't have any problems expressing your milk!" Shizuka stated, eliciting a growl from Kyoko.
It was still morning, and already she wanted to do nothing more than collapse on the ratty couch in her apartment with a beer. She didn't even have a change of clothes available! What the hell was she going to do?! S-she couldn't just go about the day in just her bra and jacket! But then, it wasn't like she could just go and wear a milk-stained top either!
And before she even thought about getting changed, she had to address her 'problem' first!
"Um... do you want me to help again, or do you think you can do it on your own?"
"I-I'll do it. Please, give me some privacy." Kyoko stated after an uncomfortable, awkward silence. Shizuka nodded shakily, and trotted off to give her what little privacy she could.
Kyoko let out a shaky breath, looking behind her to make sure that Shizuka had really left, before reaching behind her and undoing the clasp on her bra.
The slightly overfilled undergarment sprang off, thanks to Kyoko's breasts being just a tad too large for the undergarment thanks to the sheer volume of milk pent up inside. Tottering over to the sink before her, Kyoko let out a silent sigh.
'Oh... why me...'
Placing her hands on the pale, bloated boulders that her breasts had become, Kyoko pressed gently, and was rewarded with a tingle behind her nipples, before..
*Sprrt*
"Ngh!" It took every last bit of willpower in the woman's frazzled mind to not moan in pleasure at the surge of relief that shot through her body as her engorged breasts were finally allowed to drain the backlog that had been building up within.
"Haah... haah..." Panting softly, Kyoko fervently wished that this side of her would never see the light of day. If any of her other coworkers, or god forbid the students, knew that the normally stern teacher was fighting back an orgasm, milk spurting from her inflated breasts into the sink, completely naked from the waist up in the middle of the school...
Her reputation would be finished. Her career would be over. She'd be ruined!
And her sudden leakage earlier had come at the worst possible time. The P.E teacher Goro Teshima and a few other faculty members had been on their way to investigate a possible disturbance a the school gates, and as a fellow teacher it was her duty to help them!
It had taken every bit of linguistic cunning the woman possessed (which wasn't saying much) to avert any suspicions held by her coworkers as they neared the outer doors to the main building of the academy, but in the end, Kyoko had run away red-faced, clutching her jacket to her chest to hide the fact that her breasts were so overfilled with milk they were leaking without her even touching them!
"Nnn... haah... I just... mmm... I just hope I'm not missing something important..." Kyoko panted as her backed-up breasts continued to relieve themselves of the milky burden they'd carried since the night before. That was what she got for forgetting to drain herself the night before.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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