Sharon hardly seemed to notice; the cool marble floor underneath her combined with the sensations Jim was causing above. Ten minutes after he started, Jim carefully climbed back down, having only succeeded in arousing Sharan... and her breasts were swelling even faster.
Massaging her nipples didn't seem to have any noticable effect other then causing Sharon to moan appreciatively. There suckling daughters sure didn't seem to be having this much trouble getting at each other's milk... their pregnancy cycles were pettering off, but some of the oldest suckling daughters were now quite massive. If they ever stopped, Jim realized that there would be absolutely nothing he could do to them if they became hostile. Some of them were now 20 feet tall and still suckling, though with obvious difficulty.
It became obvious to Jim that the only way they would escape would be to smash through either a Temple wall or, heaven forbid, the roof. So, finally succumbing to his lust, he grabbed one of Sharon's swollen nipples and began sucking.
The difference in flow was startling. She was slowly leaking before, but once his lips locked around her flesh, a great torrent of milk suddenly started rushing. Barely swallowing in time, he felt his lungs seal and his throat open. Jim felt Sharon's nipple expand in his mouth and slowly descend down to his stomach, gushing all the while.
The feeling was indescribable. Gallon after gallon surged into him, but it didn't feel like his stomach was actually getting full. His crotch, somewhat sore from his assembly-line impregnation from earlier, soon began to rise, passing even his magically supported self in size and stiffness. Feeling the ground slide underneath him and his gaze climbing up Sharon's mountain of flesh, it was obvious he was growing much like his daughters were. None of them seemed to have such a potent supply, and even though they had a massive head start, Jim was beginning to catch up.
The breast he was suckling did seem to slowly drain, though much slower then he would have thought. This didn't come as good news to Jim though... if Sharon dried up, the girls might still win out! So while still firmly attached to her nipple, Jim lifted Sharon's other swollen breast and was able to point it back upon her. Sharon, awash in a sea of pleasure, latched onto her own nipple enthusiastically. Jim could see the nipple fill her mouth, and felt the quiver of her breast releasing its milk. Sharon's face took on a look of bliss as she began filling herself with her own milk.
Mon Apr 28 19:40:07 2003