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The island of Boderek, located somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean. Near the coastline of the island, protected by a natural rocky wall, was a treehouse that was so ornate it had to have been constructed by a previous inhabitant of the island. At the moment, two of its occupants were sleeping inside the shared bedroom, waking up in tune with their natural circadian rhythms for the first time in what must have been years. Both of them were sleeping naked, and when the covers came off, the difference in their bodies was the most apparent thing.

The first was Beth Dorman, an average looking girl with average looking breasts. Her blonde hair looked disheveled. The treehouse had a fridge that was stocked with all sorts of fruit juices, but not a single carton of milk. It would expire too quickly, and any milk that had been in the fridge had gone bad. She walked around the treehouse, looking for the animal-print clothes that were in the trunk, and slung them over her body. She hadn’t worn underwear for a few days now, and her pubes were starting to become bushy.

The other one was Annie Chang, a girl only a year older than Beth. When the covers came off, her breasts bounced. And what breasts they were. Beth looked at Annie with jealousy. She had tits that were four times bigger than her head, a pair of soft melons that still maintained a degree of perkiness, even though she hadn’t worn a bra with them for a while, especially not since she came to this island. Annie’s tits jiggled and swayed as she walked, and she looked in the fridge for what they had for breakfast. The food supplies they had found when they arrived were starting to run low, and they needed a way back.

“Morning, Annie,” said Beth. “Another day of this fine mess we’ve gotten ourselves into.”

“I can’t help it. We’re dealing with actual magic. Everything I was studying in Great Britain never mentioned that spells and sorcery that could affect the laws of physical reality were a thing,” she said, holding up her heavy breasts under her arm.

“Sorry to spring it on you,” said Beth.

There wasn’t much reading material on the island. The only thing that had come with them was the catalyst for the spell that had gotten them into this fine mess in the first place. A collected trade paperback of Jungle Girl , a thrilling pulpy adventure story about a big-boobed girl who lives out in the wilderness. Beth had picked up a copy at the last comic book convention, along with several manga, at the recommendation of a friend. It was a copy poking out of her bag that allowed her to meet the girl that she was rooming with.

“Do you know where we could find a metal detector?” asked Annie.

“I could make one, but not in my current state,” said Beth.

“This is not what I meant when I said I wanted to live the Jungle Girl lifestyle,” Annie said. “Why don’t we take a bath to get the night sweat off us and see if we can think of a plan?”

“I’m feeling so horny,” Annie said. Beth stared at her nipples. After a big yawn that made her boobs bounce, she saw Annie’s nipples begin to stiffen before her eyes. She looked past Annie’s navel at her own bushy pubes, and saw the familiar stain of love juice on her thighs. The two of them had been having a synchronized wet dream that night, and ended up staining the sheets they were using to sleep. “I wish I could see Thomas again...”

“I wish we could see civilization again,” Beth said. “Let me help you with that, Annie.”

Annie sat down on the wooden floor of the treehouse, and spread her legs. Beth was impressed by how cute her pussy looked. She had big, puffy lips and a rather large clit. Beth stuck her tongue out, sucking on Annie’s clit before moving her tongue into her pussy. She slurped along the wet slit, tasting Annie's pussy juices. The flavor had hints of sweat and pee mixed in, not that Beth had room to talk. Her crotch probably didn’t taste any better.

While Beth slurped at her pussy, Annie teased her breasts. She pinched her large nipples between her fingers, rolling them around in her fingertips. Annie blushed and moaned, being louder than she ever had back in Britain. There was nothing around them but the animals of the jungle. She could moan loudly and shamelessly like a porn star, and no one would make a noise complaint. Her legs twitched as Beth’s tongue dug into her folds.

As she licked around inside, Beth found a little semen on her tongue. She wanted to spit it out, knowing how it had gotten in there, but she was feeling petty. Beth swallowed the small drop of cum, not telling Annie that she still had some of her boyfriend’s fresh jizz floating around inside her snatch. Beth had never had a steady boyfriend. She kept licking, rolling her tongue around until she was sinking it into Annie’s folds.

“You owe me for this,” Beth said. “Even if you do have a cute pussy.”

“That’s my G-spot,” Annie said. “Keep licking. There. There. Yes! YES! Oh Beth, fuck, I’m gonna cum!” Annie squeezed her legs around Beth’s head, trapping her between her sweaty thighs. Annie’s pussy tightened as she came, and she squirted Beth in the face with a spritz of love juice. Beth licked it up, enjoying the hydration fresh from her crotch. Drinking Annie’s nectar had made Beth horny, and when she thought horny, her body reacted.

Beth sat on Annie’s face, plopping her wet pussy onto her head. With Beth’s flat ass obscuring her view, Annie wasn’t able to see Beth’s boobs starting to swell. She had only gone up half a cup size, yet her nipples were hard, and a tingling feeling was spreading across her body. Being out in the elements was making the both of them too horny to think. Annie slurped away at Beth’s pussy, while Beth grinded on her face.

Annie had never eaten out another girl before. She only knew what made a pussy feel good because her own pussy felt good when she did it. Beth was dripping onto her face, sending her love juice rolling down the sides of her nose and onto her cheeks. Annie was already sticky with sweat, and Beth’s nectar was making her even stickier. Annie’s tongue went inside Beth’s folds. Beth was still sensitive from her wet dream and eating Annie out, and responded in kind by squirting onto Annie’s face.

Her squirt arced forward, splashing against Annie’s enormous breasts. From her nipples to her underboobs, her mountainous tits had become drenched in Beth’s squirt. Beth looked at Annie’s shimmering tits, proud of what she had accomplished. They went looking for the towels they had found to dry each other off. Annie looked down at Beth’s chest. Her meager B-cups had sprouted into a C-cup while Annie wasn’t looking.

“You must be like me,” Annie said. “Your boobs.” She poked Beth’s sensitive nipple. Beth lightly squirted again, covering her thighs in more creamy love juice.

“It’s something like that,” Beth said. “I need to find some milk. If I could remember what that teacher was trying to tell us.”

Let’s rewind the story back a few days. The setting is Gazonga State University, where Beth Dorman attends classes. This semester, she and her roommate, Kayla Amachi, were fortunate to find that in their world, Sorcery is an elective class. Beth and Kayla both come from magical families of witches and shamans, but their current generation skills aren’t up to par. They’re used passively, both for crime fighting and sex. They were the only two students in the class, along with another girl who was sitting in the class to observe.

She was an engineering student, originally from America, who had returned to America after a long stay in Britain. She was returning to the states to study the current proliferation of superhumans in the world, and Capitol City was one of the places with the strongest concentration of unusual events. Though she believed that all of this could be explained scientifically, the idea of a class that sought to explain it through magic amused her. Beth was walking into her class for her first lecture when she found herself bumping into something soft.

Whatever it was that had cushioned her blow, Beth looked up and saw the face of Annie Chang. She was wearing a ring around her finger, and her long, brown hair had been neatly combed. It was her enormous breasts that stood out for Beth. She looked like she was smuggling a pair of watermelons under her shirt. Had her nipples been erect, they almost certainly would’ve shown. Beth was no stranger to big boobs. Annie’s were comparable to her supercharged size, but she had them at all times. Beth, seething with jealousy, truly believed that if she was that big, she wouldn’t have a problem finding herself a man.

The class began. It was smaller than the professor had thought. He was a bald man in his 30s with a mustache and goatee, dressed in a suit that looked far too fancy for a college class that most people thought was a joke. The lights dimmed, and a projection lit up on the wall. The only source of light for the projection was a pair of candles, which confused Beth. He was still expecting them to take notes.

“Good afternoon, class,” he said, with a menacing tone. “I am Professor LeVay. This is Basics of Sorcery. Throughout this semester, you will be learning skills that will reshape the world around you! Rest assured, there will be no roleplaying nonsense here. We are dealing with things that are written in the greatest magic textbooks, knowledge collected over millennia by the finest scholars, dating back to Merlin himself!”

“How much does the textbook cost?” Kayla asked, raising her hand.

“That is none of my concern, Miss Amachi. I trust you will be able to work it out with the school. But a digital book will not suffice! Your hands must be smeared with ink to make the magic truly happen! Now, if you have questions outside of class, allow me to introduce... my teacher’s assistant!” he said in a bellowing voice.

The TA for the class was a young black man only a few years older than Kayla. He, too, was dressed in a suit that looked out of place on the Gazonga State campus, a school mostly known for busty girls and wild parties. The young man introduced himself as Rowley. He said that he had been training in magic under Professor LeVay since he was a student, and if the girls needed his help with anything, he would be glad to offer. Upon seeing him, Kayla’s nipples got so hard they looked like they were going to rip open the front of her shirt.

“Kay, you can’t be getting a nipple boner in front of our magic professor,” said Beth once class let out. She had scribbled down some notes, but the class was so technically focused that she didn’t know how they went together.

“It’s not like it was for him. His TA is a real hunk,” Kayla said.

“I know what you mean,” Beth agreed. “So, Annie, was it? What brought you here?”

“There’s a lot of unusual events happening on this campus,” Annie said. “Would you happen to have an engineering department?”

“I’ve never visited it, but I know where it is,” Beth said.

Beth and Kayla followed behind Annie as they guided her towards the engineering lab. They conversed among themselves, wondering if Annie might be a superhuman like them. Anyone with breasts that big had to have something done to them. Beth mentioned that she detected a faint electrical aura around Annie. Not as strong as an EMP, her phone was working as normal, but it was as if her breasts were a battery, storing all the excess energy that she was producing.

“Annie, there you are,” said a young man with a British accent inside the lab. Beth had never seen him on campus before. Annie introduced him as Thomas. The two of them had been working together for a long time, and Annie was delighted he had joined her in traveling overseas. They started making out in the hallway.

Annie embraced Thomas, going in for a kiss. As she kissed him, her gigantic breasts rubbed up against his body. Beth saw them shaking about as they made out. She wanted to say something, but Kayla told her to calm down. Now Beth and Kayla were matching. The sight of Thomas had made her own nipples hard, yet he was already taken. Beth tried to calm her tits during the tour of the engineering department, but she wasn’t able to hold back her latent arousal. The only excuse she could give was that it was cold inside the lab. Thomas agreed with her, saying it was necessary for the sensitive equipment.

“I want some of that sensitive equipment,” Beth said. Once classes were done for the day, Beth offered to let Annie and Thomas come over to her place for the evening. She and Kayla lived in the same dorm, and there was enough room that it could hold a few more people. Annie thanked her for the offer, and said that she would be coming over after they went out to dinner with some of Annie’s friends from the States.

Beth was studying her Sorcery homework with Kayla when Annie walked through the door. It was hard to miss her enormous bosom bouncing when she entered. When Annie stretched her arms, the bottom of her shirt went up, exposing her underboobs. Beth knew she was bigger than Annie, but couldn’t reveal it to her. Milkmaid’s secret identity was supposed to be mostly a secret. Annie finished overlooking her own engineering work, having not formally signed up for the Sorcery class, and excused herself and Thomas.

They were on Beth’s bed. With her curiosity and her nipples tingling, Beth peeked around the corner of her own bedroom. She saw Annie lift up her shirt, exposing her reddish-brown nipples. They were huge, so plump and heavy that even Beth found herself getting aroused at the sight of her magnificent knockers. Thomas took off his shirt and removed his pants. He was in good shape, and he had a nice cock, too. Long and girthy, and erect with no foreplay needed. Beth knew that Annie showing off her huge breasts would get any man hard. She was so lucky, having a steady relationship.

“Annie, is it right to do this on the bed of someone you just met?” Thomas asked.

“I can’t help it. If I don’t get this out of my system now, what if something happens later?” Annie said. “Come here, Thomas. You know what you want to do.”

Annie lay down on the bed. The silhouette of her breasts was projected onto the wall, showing the two mounds flopping down. Thomas picked up her heavy tits, one in each hand, and felt his fingers sinking into the sticky titflesh. He clapped Annie’s breasts together, wrapping their softness around his member. Annie let him thrust between her boobs, making her tits shake and Beth’s bed springs squeak beneath her. Beth wondered if the weight of those massive tits would cause her bed to break, but she didn’t have much room to talk.

Even with his hands firmly gripping Annie’s tits, Thomas couldn’t stop them from shaking like gelatin when he thrust between them. As his dick moved around Annie’s chest, her body became covered in a sweat so strong that Beth could smell it from the doorway. Annie lowered her head, grabbing the tip of Thomas’ cock from between her breasts. She sucked on the glans, drawing out some of his precum from within. Thomas and Annie had been wanting to do it since landing in the US, but jet lag and having to investigate the campus were higher priority. Now that they had a moment alone, they were going at it even more intensely than their makeout session this afternoon.

The fleshy, sweaty sound of Annie’s breasts echoed in the dorm room. Beth looked between Annie’s boobs, focusing instead on Thomas’ cock. Her already hard nipples began to leak a few drops of milk, creating a small wet spot on the front of her shirt. She had never turned into Milkmaid through the power of sheer arousal before, but this was making her come close. After a few more minutes of Thomas vigorously thrusting into Annie’s oversized breasts, a grunt and a wet splotching sound was heard from the bedroom.

Anne’s boobs were covered in semen. Some of it had landed on her face, her skin decorated with white. Annie lifted her breast to her mouth, sucking off her boyfriend’s cum. Once she had spit-shined her nipple, she let her breast flop back down. Thomas pulled off her panties, moving to lower on the bed. One go with Annie wasn’t going to be enough. He wanted to enjoy their time in the States to the fullest. Annie was already wet from his breast play, making it easy for him to slide inside her with little pressure, her pussy already accepting the shape of his cock.

Thomas thrust hard inside Annie. With each thrust, her bosom bounced. Annie was nearly slapped in the face by her own tits, a common occurrence during sex. As her breasts jiggled, making pleasant smacking sounds, her voice could be heard out in the main room. Kayla was distracted from her studying, and followed Beth to see what was going on. She peeked from the other side of the door, observing Thomas’ cock sliding in and out of Annie, becoming drenched in her sticky love juices. Each piston pump of his cock brought them closer together. Thomas grabbed one of Annie’s tits, sucking on her nipple while Annie pulled her other tit, still soaked with cum, up to her mouth and began sucking on that.

“Now why can’t that be us?” Kayla asked.

“Kay, we get laid all the time as superheroes,” Beth retorted.

“Yeah, but as our flat selves we’re chronically single. Chocolate Milkmaid’s been fucked by half the campus, but Kayla’s still getting action from her own hand,” Kayla said.

Fortunately, Annie did not hear them on the other side of the doorway, despite the small size of the dorm. Thomas kissed her while groping her breasts, moving in and out at a faster pace. The bed was squeaking louder, as if the bed frame might crack under the weight of Annie’s heavy tits. A few more hard thrusts, and Annie shouted so loud that she drowned out the TV droning on in the background. Thomas came once again, filling Annie with hot semen. The two of them lay beside each other in Beth’s bed, staying close to each other while Beth and Kayla slowly walked away, not wanting to be noticed.

“Breaking news!” said the TV, interrupting whatever cheap reality show was airing. “Students at Gazonga State are reporting signs of a strange symbol appearing in the quad, with two masked figures standing near it.”

“Michaelmas comes earlier every year,” said the other news reporter.

“We can’t just stay here. It’s our duty to defend this campus and find ourselves a steady!” said Beth.

“Right behind you,” said Kayla.

They opened the fridge, taking out a glass of milk. Kayla squirted chocolate syrup into hers, and they chugged it down in an instant. Left with a milk mustache, they transformed in the middle of the dorm room, assuming that Annie and Thomas were in their own little lovey-dovey world, and wouldn’t notice what was happening right in front of them. Annie had also heard the news report. She reached for the ring around her finger, and headed out to the quad. This sort of thing wasn’t her usual field, but if she could help out humanity, she wanted to.

Out on the quad, two figures dressed in black robes presided over a magical circle. It had been drawn with the same machine used to make lines on the football field, swapping out the white paint for red. Candles, the wax already half-melted, were lined up around the circle. The taller of the two hooded figures stood on one side of the circle, moving his hands in grand gestures, as if he was conducting an orchestra. This was because, when not teaching his elective class, he was also the conductor of the school band.

“Hold it right there!” said Milkmaid.

“Why don’t you show us what’s under those robes?” said Kayla.

“The Milkmaids?” said the hooded figure. “This wasn’t foretold.”

The sound of boosters roared over the quad. A girl in a skintight blue bodysuit with silver armor that showed off her chest appeared on the battlefield. Even though her eyes were obscured by a visor, the hairstyle and size of her breasts made it all too apparent that it was Annie. Beth had heard stories about a girl who fought with electric powers. Having a run-in with her, especially in the middle of a Satanic ritual, was not how she had expected her day to end up.

“This is Pulse, reporting in,” said Annie. “There’s some sort of program being drawn on the ground. I’ll report further details once I figure out what’s going on.”

“Pulse!” Beth said. “There’s three of us and two of them. We’ve got strength in numbers.”

“You’re standing in the middle of the spell circle,” said the taller hooded figure, his face obscured. “Unless you wish to be the sacrifice! To bring Asmodeus to Earth, and begin our reign of lustful terror!”

“What sort of mad science is this?” asked Pulse.

“There’s nothing scientific about this, my dear,” said the hooded figure. “And with three young women with...” he licked his lips, sounding like the sort of person who goes to porno theaters, “... generous assets inside the circle, the feast for Asmodeus shall be great!”

Kayla had been the only one actually paying attention in basic magic class. She placed her foot over part of the circle, sliding her boot across the grass. Erasing part of the circle left it incomplete. As the incense of the candles rose around them, Beth’s nipples were stiffening, twitching underneath her Milkmaid costume. She needed to lactate now, or the soreness in her breasts wouldn’t go away. A drop of milk fell from Beth’s tits, landing on the center of the circle and starting the ritual.

“We have to synchronize our thoughts to push back against the spell,” said Kayla.

“What’s something we can all think about?” Annie said. She and Beth responded in nearly perfect sync. “Jungle Girl!”

A pillar of flame rose on the quad, followed by a puff of milky-smelling smoke. When the dust cleared, Beth, Kayla and Annie were nowhere to be seen. With Beth’s milk as a catalyst and Kayla disrupting the spell’s runes, it had been altered from a sacrificial spell into a teleportation one. They were no longer on campus, but they were still alive. As Beth and Annie soared through the portal that had been created in the circle, they became depowered.

Annie lost her ring in the sands off the coast, and Beth had her breasts fire off heavy sprays of milk, transforming her out of her Milkmaid state. The two of them woke up on a tropical island that had already been settled some time ago, even if it had no current occupants. With Annie’s faint electrical impulses, they were able to keep the power system in the treehouse running, and the island was abundant in natural resources. They agreed to survive together until they could find both Kayla and a way off the island.

“God, I’m so sticky,” Beth said. “And I came so many times. This must have been what it was like to be a cavewoman.”

“We need to clean ourselves off,” said Annie. “There is a waterfall nearby.”

“Then let’s hurry up,” Beth said.

They walked through the jungle. Annie brought a knife from the treehouse, using it to cut through the foliage, discovering a path that had been cleared here before. This island had a name, so someone had visited it. Yet it was too wild and primitive to be a resort for rich people. Someone had come to this place in its natural state, set up a small human settlement, and abandoned it. It was a short walk through the jungle when they reached the waterfall. The splashing water created a rainbow that stretched over the lagoon in front of them.

Once they reached the waterfall, Beth and Annie stripped naked once again. Annie’s enormous breasts floated on the water. She splashed herself around, washing away the sweat and love juice that had built up on her body. After being away from the facility for so long, she hadn’t been able to take medicine to slow the growth of her breasts. She felt she was due for another growth spurt soon, and if Beth saw her, she would be embarrassed. Beth was side-eyeing Annie as she soaked herself in the cold water, and came forth to apologize.

“I’m sorry I peeked in on you and your boyfriend doing it. Even if it was on my bed,” Beth said. “I’m 19 and still dateless, and seeing you in such a loving relationship... It annoyed me. The guy I had a crush on said that he hated women with big tits, and I have this thing...”

“You were spying on us? I thought I told him to lock the door,” Annie said. “I wanted to wait until we got back to our hotel, but Thomas was really in the mood. I wasn’t trying to ruin your evening. You’re the first person on campus who spoke to me and didn’t stare at my tits.”

“You seem proud of them,” Beth said, wading through the water. Annie looked down at Beth’s hairy pussy. Beth placed her hands under Annie’s breasts, cupping them and getting a feel for their heaviness herself. They were nearly the size of her own supercharged breasts, and Annie didn’t have the kind of hereditary magic potential that Beth did to support such monsters. Beth bounced them around, making them jiggle. Annie walked to the edge of the lagoon, clutching her breasts in her hands.

“They feel... so hot...” Annie said, panting, her breasts swaying and heaving with each breath.”It’s happening again. Beth, look the other way!”

“We’re both girls here,” Beth said. “I’ve dealt with something like this before. Let me see if I can help.”

Annie felt a heat in her breasts. It had been said that she grew an inch an hour when she was first being studied, but the growth had been variable. This was going to be one of her bigger ones. Her breasts swelled outward, with the tips of her nipples hovering mere inches above the ground. Annie adjusted to the weight of her boobs. A small drop of a white liquid appeared on her dark nipples, splashing into the grass. Beth’s eyes lit up. She had been looking for a source of milk on this island for days.

“You lactate?” Beth said, trying to tamper down the excitement in her voice.

“It happens when I grow,” Annie said. “It’s embarrassing, even if I do love having these...”

“You have to let me drink it!” Beth said.

“E-excuse me?” Annie said. She’d already let Charlotte and Thomas drink from her breasts, one more person would hardly be weird at this point. “Why are you so excited about it?”

“Because it can get us off this island!” Beth said.

Beth squeezed down on Annie’s breast. She took her hard nipple, overflowing with a fountain of white milk, into her mouth. Beth sucked and gulped it down, swallowing as much as she could get. Annie’s mountainous breasts were producing a ton, and with the amount Beth had swallowed, she would be able to maintain her transformation for a long time. In a few minutes, Beth’s loud and erotic slurping had drained Annie’s left tit dry, all of that warm milk traveling down into her stomach.

Beth’s nipples became hard, and her tits and ass started to swell. “Milky Power, CHARGE UP!” Beth said. For the first time in a few days, Milkmaid was back. Annie watched as Beth became taller, more muscular and far more stacked. Her breasts still weren’t as big as Annie’s, but she had gone from a B-cup to significantly bigger in a matter of seconds. A body built like a porn star, with a steady flow of milk trickling down. Beth didn’t use her powers to get dressed aside from her headband, wanting to preserve her magic.

“You’re Milkmaid?” Annie said.

“In the flesh,” Beth said, leaning down and making her tits bounce. “Annie, I owe you one. If it hadn’t been for your leaking tits, I wouldn’t have been able to do this.”

“It-it’s nothing,” Annie said, some of her milk getting into the water, creating a white cloud below her waist.

Beth and Annie left the lagoon, walking back through the jungle in the nude. The clothes Annie had been wearing no longer fit her, and Beth could materialize new clothes at any time. When they reached the shore, Beth materialized a metal detector out of thin air, flying in the face of everything Annie knew. There couldn’t be much metal along this beach. Beth walked along the shore, her breasts bouncing, as she searched for Annie’s ring.

“What’s so important about that ring?” Beth asked.

“It’s the key to my superhero identity,” Annie said. “I can’t turn into Pulse without it.”

“Then we have to get it back,” Beth said.

The search continued until past noon. The metal detector started going wild. Beth dug in the sand, and found Annie’s ring. She handed it over to Annie. Annie hugged Beth in return, squishing her breasts against Milkmaid’s own. Annie’s hard nipples rubbed against Beth’s, and a squirt of milk sprayed from Beth’s breasts. She was feeling horny again now that she had become Milkmaid. Her highest priority remained finding a way to leave the island and discover where Kayla had gone. Once that was settled, she would be back on campus in time for classes.

On their way back to the treehouse, Beth saw her copy of Jungle Girl lying near the treehouse entrance. Beth reached to pick it up. A net emerged from the bottom of the dirt, leaving Annie and Beth trapped, hanging above the ground. The net had holes in it big enough to let their tits and asses hang out, but the rope was tied too taut for them to escape. Underneath the shade of the trees, growing so thick they blotted out the sun, it was difficult to see what was near them.

Annie’s face was buried in Beth’s cleavage, smothering her in a sweaty, milky scent and leaving her unable to see anything. One of the hooded figures walked towards the treehouse, pulling off his hood to reveal that he was naked. The shadows obscured his face, but not his cock. It was a large, black cock that was nearly a foot long, slowly bouncing, the balls swaying, as it walked towards Beth and Annie.

“Here’s where you ended up,” said the smooth voice.

Annie struggled to free herself. Her right breast was dripping milk. She felt the warm wetness of someone’s mouth latching onto her nipple, sucking at her breast and gulping down her milk as she remained suspended above the jungle floor.

Are Milkmaid and Pulse trapped between a cock and a hard place?

Has their time in the jungle come to an ignoble end?

With their asses on the line, has everything gone tits up for our heroines?

Keep abreast of the situation, and tune in for the next chapter!

Same Bust-Time, same Bust-Channel!

Chapter Text

We have already seen...

Getting wet and wild in the jungle!

Rudimentary magic classes!

A strange new teacher, and a hot new teacher’s assistant!

School of hard knockers!

A sexy reunion!

A spell interrupted!

A sudden growth spurt!

The return of Milkmaid!

A lost ring!

A net trap near the treehouse!

But wait, the worst is yet to come!

“Chocolate Power, Charge Up!” In the shadows of the trees, Annie saw that the person sucking on her nipple was Kayla. Kay had been stranded on the opposite side of the island, and made an alarming discovery. She had been working her way across the jungle, finding rations that had been strewn about from the spot where she landed. When Kay saw Annie’s bare breasts, dripping with fresh milk, she knew that she was back in business.

“What a relief,” Annie said. “My breasts are completely dry. You two sucked everything out,” she said.

“No time to talk,” said Kayla, now in her Chocolate Milkmaid persona. She pulled down her top, exposing her bare breasts. Kayla’s dark nipples swelled up, becoming erect and dripping with chocolate milk. Annie tried to refute that such a thing was possible, but Kayla was more focused on the naked, shadowed man in front of them. She jumped in front of the net, aiming her brown, bouncing breasts in his direction. “Lactation... BLAST!”

Kayla squirted out creamy love juice onto her thighs, orgasming as she sprayed twin jets of brown milk, the smell of cocoa rising in the jungle. The naked figure was knocked back from the pressure of her fire hose tits, slamming against the trunk of a nearby tree. He was still hard, but his shoulder had been bruised from the impact of Kayla’s milk. Kayla used a knife she had found where she landed to cut the ropes on the net, freeing Annie and Beth from the trap they had fallen into. Annie adjusted herself as the shadowed figure ran off into the distance, heading back to his home base.

“Kay! You’re alright,” Beth said. “How did you survive?”

“There’s an entire camp over on the other side of the island. I think the natives of this place originally used it, but it’s occupied by something that looks very American,” she said. “I had to hide out in the nearby caves so they wouldn’t notice me.”

“Did you catch who that man was? Other than his huge cock,” said Annie.

“I can’t tell you anything about that. I’ve been maintaining a low profile for the past day or two,” Kayla said. “Nice tree house you got here.”

“Let’s regroup for a moment,” Beth said.

Climbing up the ladder to the treehouse was harder than it looked, with the weight of their breasts weighing down on them. The three women sat inside, helping themselves to more fruit juice from the fridge and cooling the sweat from their underboobs with a fan that Beth had plugged in. Kayla went to adjust the fan. A small spark of electricity jumped from between her fingers, discharging onto the fan and making it go so fast it sounded like a jet engine. The chilly air coming from the fan made Annie’s npples go from soft to fully erect in front of Beth’s eyes. Kayla slowed down the fan.

“Whoa, hold on,” Kayla said. “That’s new. Annie, you got some sort of superpowers? Besides your super titties.”

“These are part of what got me my powers,” Annie said. “I’m a battery. I can store and release electricity.”

“And milk!” Beth said.

“That’s a side effect along with breast growth,” Annie said. “It’s been too long since I measured myself, I’m not even sure of how big I am now. If we stay on this island any longer, they’re only going to get bigger.”

“Seriously, those tits are in their own weight class,” Beth said, her own breasts bouncing as she looked around the room.

“I can absorb the powers of other superhumans. That’s how I ended up with my own chocolate milkers,” Kayla said. “Now I have some of your electric powers, at least temporarily. I’d have absorbed your boobs, but I’m already stacked.”

Annie looked at the map of the island that had been left behind. There was a radio tower on the other side of the island, not far from the caves where Kayla had been hiding out. If they could get there, the combined powers of Annie’s electricity and Kayla’s temporary discharge would be enough to send a distress signal out. Once the British government knew one of their assets was in danger, they would come to the rescue immediately.

“Sounds like a plan,” Beth said. “How are we going to get there without being noticed?”

“This way,” Kayla said. She walked the three of them up to the roof of the treehouse, taking them onto the balcony. A series of sturdy vines that could support the weight of a human were strewn across the treetops. If they took these vines, the momentum caused by the weight of their breasts would be enough to help them reach the other side of the island by nightfall. Once they were there, the distress signal could be sent out with ease.

Annie volunteered to go first. She had read every issue of Jungle Girl, and knew how she behaved. Annie clung to the vines, not wanting her breasts to weigh her down. She swung towards another vine, catching it in mid-flight. The second vine struggled under the weight of her breasts, starting to snap under the heavy burden of Annie’s chest. Before she fell, she tapped into her ring, enveloping her body in a burst of pale blue electricity. She had changed into her Pulse outfit, and used the built in jetpacks to fly through the jungle while Beth and Kayla followed behind.

When they reached the base camp, Annie disengaged her transformation. She was naked under her suit, but it was worth the risk. From a vantage point in the treetops, they took notice of a small wooden hut on the ground below. A magic circle, drawn with red paint, had been sketched out on the nearby rocks, and candles dotted the five points of the pentagram. A man walked out of the house, his identity apparent even from a distance. That baldness and that facial hair could only belong to one person.

“Professor LeVay!” said Beth and Annie in unison.

“Then that big-dicked man we saw in the jungle must be...” Annie said.

“Rowley,” Kayla said. “They had backup plans for their occult nonsense on the same island we were banished to.”

“What are the odds?” Beth said. “There’s the radio tower!” The only way to get to the radio tower was by passing through the base camp. Annie could fly, but if Kayla was unable to get there with her, they wouldn’t be able to generate enough power. Annie equipped her Pulse suit once again, hovering over the camp to draw their attention.

“The sun has almost set, Rowley!” said LeVay. “Once the moon shines through the trees, we can attempt this ritual again! Instead of those buxom wenches, we shall sacrifice a monkey or something. There are lots of monkeys around here for the killing.’

“Prof, I wouldn’t be so sure of that,” said Rowley. “One of those titty girls is flying overhead right now.”

“Crap, they spotted me,” Annie said.

Annie fired a shot of electricity from her arm, aiming at the ground. Dirt kicked up as LeVay and Rowley ducked out of the way, trying to avoid being shocked. Annie’s electric powers would’ve felt like being hit with a taser. How well a taser worked against the powers of the occult was a question to be debated later. LeVay and Rowley tossed aside their robes, revealing their erections. LeVay had a stocky frame and an equally stocky cock, yet his dick paled in comparison to Rowley’s. Both of them had runes on their shoulders, marking them as part of the cult.

“We may as well have some fun with these girls before they’re sacrificed,” said LeVay.

Beth and Kayla walked out from behind the trees. They bared their breasts, and crossed their arms. Squeezing down on each others’ tits, jets of milk and chocolate milk sprayed from their nipples, creating a mixed puddle of milk in front of them. The sugary scent of their milk drew the horny men towards them like moths to a flame.

“Passing Sorcery 101 by sucking off my teacher. I’m really living up to my mom’s reputation,” Beth said.

“Rowley, it was love at first sight, but I can’t date a guy who’s an occultist!” Kayla said. “At least let me enjoy your thing.”

Beth and Kayla stripped naked, getting to their knees in front of the men. They spread open their milk-smeared breasts, and clapped their tits around the men’s cocks. Their cockheads poked out from their cleavage, already dripping with precum. Beth and Kayla pumped out more milk from their boobs, lubing up their tits with a natural lotion. They rubbed their milky bosoms around their dicks, and lowered their mouths to suck on their cocks.

Kayla opened her mouth wide, wondering if she would hurt her jaw sticking Rowley’s cock into her mouth. Even the head was bigger than she expected. LeVay and Rowley were forgetting about the ritual that they had been planning. Getting head from two superheroines who strangely resembled those girls in their class was the kind of once-in-a-lifetime experience that would make them stop summoning demons. Beth moved her hand between her legs, rubbing her pussy and her hard clit while she sucked the professor off. Annie was waiting to see if she should shock them, but her job as Pulse normally didn’t involve having sex with her enemies.

“Power Suck!” Beth and Kayla said together. They upped the intensity of their fellatio, taking the cocks and balls of the men in their mouths at the same time. All the way back to their throats, their mouths were filled with warm man-meat, dribbling precum onto their tongues. Their nostrils were clogged with the smell of semen and musky sweat, and milk spurted out from their pendulous breasts while they sucked. The men’s thighs were drenched in their milk, and their faces twisted into pleasured expressions.

Kayla had never dealt with a cock this big before, yet she was confident in her cocksucking skills. Beth rubbed her fingers across his saliva-soaked balls, squeezing gently on his scrotum. Professor LeVay came in Beth’s mouth, blowing before his assistant. His cum was thick and gooey, making Beth cough from the stickiness. She gulped it down. His cum had mixed with some of her own breast milk, giving it a tinge of sweetness that made it go down easy. Beth pulled her mouth away from his cockhead, strings of saliva and semen running between her lips and his mouth. Drops of her breast milk fell onto the ground, her nipples still hot and hard.

“Milkmaid, it has been a pleasure,” said LeVay. “With the perfect mental clarity your blowjob has given me, I can finally complete the ritual! With this island as ground zero, the world will be rutting until society begins to fall apart!”

“Why are you doing this?” Beth asked.

“Because I have blue balls, Milkmaid! Blue! Balls!” he said. “And now...”

Something hard, with the force of a wrecking ball enhanced by the buzz of a taser, smacked LeVay on the back of the head. Annie had used the sheer kinetic force of her breasts to knock him out cold, leaving him with a half-chub and his ass sticking up in the air. She had been using her powers for longer than usual once they arrived on the island, and the buildup of power in her body told her that another growth spurt was coming on. She wanted to make use of the mass of her breasts to support Milkmaid in whatever way she could, and this was the quickest, most effective method.

Kayla was focusing on Rowley, giving him a chocolate-flavored blowjob and titfuck. Her fellatio was even better than Milkmaid’s. Once his dick had been properly lubed up by her milk and saliva, handling even a cock of this size was something she could do. Kayla squeezed and squished her soft and heavy breasts around his long, hard cock, making him grunt and groan. He thrust his cock between her tits, pushing it deeper into her mouth. Kayla was spraying milk everywhere, unable to control the flow of her breasts. For the Milkmaids, lactating felt as good as cumming. Rowley popped his cock out of her mouth, and sprayed a heavy load of white cream onto her brown breasts.

The splotches of white cum on Kayla’s tits stood out, shimmering in the island heat. She removed her breasts from his cock, and was shocked to see that he was still hard. It was as if he hadn’t cum at all. She noticed the bruise on Rowley’s shoulder. It was the same spot as the shadowy figure she had sent into the tree. He had a chocolate scent lingering on him even before she started sucking him. Kayla swung her breasts around as she glared through him.

“We stopped LeVay. The ritual has been canceled,” Annie said.

“Milkmaids. And Pulse. So ignorant,” said Rowley.

“You were the one who was going to violate our asses in the jungle,” said Kayla.

“I was getting impatient,” said Rowley. “You see, LeVay was just a pawn. A wannabe occultist. But I... am a genuine demon. My brethren may not make it to Earth, but that means I can enjoy our would-be sacrifices myself.”

A pair of goat-like horns materialized on top of his head in a burst of black flames. Fur appeared around his waist, and a small tail emerged. The man was a satyr who had been drawn to Earth by the lustful energy coming from Milkmaid and her friends. He would have been satisfied with sleeping with her on campus, but cornering them on a deserted island was a better course of action. His cock twitched in excitement.

Annie clutched her chest. The heat was rising in her breasts again. She held onto a nearby tree, her breasts growing slightly closer to the ground. Drops of milk fell from her breasts like white rain. While her body adjusted to the growth spurt, Beth and Kayla looked to each other. If they were going to fuck a demon, they would need to level up. Annie turned around, swinging her breasts and sending drops of milk rolling down her bare tits. Her leaking nipples were rock hard, overflowing with creamy white milk that had been freshly built up in her bosom.

“Milkmaids! Drink!” Annie said.

“What are you doing?” asked Rowley.

Beth and Kayla each grabbed one of Annie’s tits. They sucked on her nipples hard, drawing out huge streams of milk and gulping it down. They swallowed until their stomachs were full of Annie’s milk, draining her tits dry in a matter of minutes. Annie let her breasts dangle away, lightly cumming several times in a row from breastfeeding the Milkmaids. Her hard nipples, now shining with their saliva, twitched as she caught her breath. Beth and Kayla stood back to back, shouting out the next phase of their transformation.

“Milky Power...” “Chocolate Power...” “SUPERCHARGE!”

They grew in height. Their tits became so big they eclipsed even Annie’s current size, with big, long hard nipples that leaked milk like twin fountains. Their headgear changed, yet they remained naked otherwise. They stood beside Pulse, proudly flaunting their chests. Four breasts that were so big even the satyr was amazed. The amount of erotic magical energy overflowing from these two was so great that if he made them his, Hell would change overnight. They walked towards him slowly, their tits jiggling. Milk trailed behind them like a snail’s slime. They pressed their breasts against him, the weight of their heavy tits making him lay flat on his back.

Kayla’s breasts crackled with a strange electric charge. Sucking from Annie twice had given her greater control over electricity. Sparks of lightning flew around her breasts like a pair of plasma balls, starting from her nipples and encircling the rest of her massive boobs. Beth wished she could have gotten a similar power out of it. She was more than satisfied with getting to savor the delicious taste of Annie’s milk.

“Threesome?” Kayla asked.

“Threesome,” Beth replied.

“Hope you’re ready for some chocolate pussy, because you’re going straight to hell once I’m done with you,” Kayla said. Her greedy pussy, her milk running through her dark brown pubes, swallowed up Rowley’s huge cock. She took it all the way up to the base without problem. Its girth spread apart her pussy lips, plunging so far into her that his demonic cock was nearly at her womb. Kayla’s breasts jiggled, wobbling about and spraying hot milk onto his chest as she began to ride his cock. The inside of Chocolate Milkmaid’s pussy was tight and hot, her sticky love juices keeping the satyr’s cock trapped inside.

Beth raised her hips, sitting her wet and hairy pussy on his face. Her sticky secretions rolled down his cheeks, and his tongue slipped inside her, brushing against her clit on the way in. Beth’s breasts shook as her wide hips massaged his face, the squishiness of her butt cheeks smothering against him. He took a deep breath of the smell between Beth’s ass cheeks, a scent made stronger by fermenting in the jungle for two days. He nearly passed out from the smell, but the sweetness of the four concurrent jets of milk spraying down onto his body kept him going.

“I have made a grave error,” said Rowley. “You two are such fantastic sluts that you shouldn’t be sacrificed. You shall become my sex slaves instead.”

“DENIED!” Beth and Kayla protested in unison.

Rowley’s tongue dug around inside Beth’s pussy, while his cock scraped against the walls of Kayla’s. Letting him be distracted by the threesome, Annie reactivated her suit, and started making her way towards the radio tower. The weight of her sagging, heavy breasts no longer felt like a burden. The Milkmaids were empowered by her milk. She had enough electricity stored inside her to send out a powerful distress signal, and she could get back to her normal life. As normal as she could under these circumstances.

Watching Beth and Kayla bounce around on Rowley, their tits flapping about and their hips bouncing, love juice, milk and sweat flying everywhere, even Annie had to admit that it was turning her on. She kept the thought of Thomas’ cock in her mind, and continued hauling her tits towards the radio tower. She found herself near the bottom of the tower, with the beacon she had brought from the treehouse smuggled safely inside her breasts. She hooked it up to the radio tower, preparing to broadcast the signal. The tower hadn’t been used in years, and it would need a boost to get working properly.

Kayla’s horniness was reaching unbearable levels. Making out on top of an actual demon in the middle of the jungle was activating some primal instincts deep within her loins that she didn’t know she had. Beth had been enjoying living the Jungle Girl lifestyle, but what she wanted most of all was to cum. Beth leaned forward on top of Rowley, and squished her breasts against Kayla’s. Milk and chocolate overlapped, swirling together in an overflowing waterfall of brown and white. She made out with Kayla as their nipples rubbed against each other, their milk flow becoming stronger and faster, their pussies wetter and hotter.

“Damn, that’s hot,” said Rowley. “You girls are... too good! I’m... cumming!”

A massive load of demonic spooge surged into Kayla’s pussy. She pulled her pussy off Rowley while he was still shooting. Beth and Kayla broke their kiss, and got off his body as his dick continued blowing like a geyser of cum, until he fell soft and was completely exhausted. His demonic body, sapped of its powers, reverted back to his human disguise. Beth and Kayla stood over him, shoving Beth’s pink and Kayla’s brown nipple into his mouth. With the endless flow of milk coming from their tits, they pumped enough into him that he fell asleep on the spot.

“I’ll wash away the runes with my milk. You get to the radio tower,” Beth said. She stood over the painted circle, and began massaging her nipples in her hands. Beth brought out her favorite, extra-long dildo, and shoved it in her pussy to speed up the flow. Her moans of pleasure echoed into the sky as Kayla diverted from the base camp, climbing up the hill naked to meet with Annie. Electricity continued to crackle from her body, keeping her nipples hard and her milk flowing, even as her thighs were stained with demon jizz.

“Need a little help?” Kayla said.

“All green,” said Annie.

Pulse and Chocolate Milkmaid touched the tower, powering it up and sending out a distress signal across the Atlantic. Kayla hurried to a nearby cliff. All that electricity flowing through her body had stimulated her nipples, her clit and even her asshole. She sat down on the cliff and lactated twin brown fountains of chocolate milk over the edge. Her legs wide open, she began her forced letdown. More chocolate milk than Annie had ever seen in her life flowed out of Kayla’s nipples like a fire hydrant, drenching the grass below in a shade of brown. Kayla came again and again, moaning in a cascading wave of peaks and valleys, her pussy orgasming as her nipples drained their chocolate bounty and with it, her electric powers. In time, she had reverted back to her regular Chocolate Milkmaid form.

Beth finished spraying her milk onto the circle, leaving it as little more than a smudge of red paint on the rocks. She kept running her dildo in and out of her wet pussy, soaking the entire length of her toy in her love juices. Her supercharged breasts shook, beating against her chest like a pair of drums. Moments after Kayla, she screamed in bliss as her pussy came, and her nipples sent a flood of milk across the ground. Her dildo vanished into nothingness as she reverted back to the non-supercharged Milkmaid.

“Looks like you’re still the biggest,” Beth said, panting, her body drenched in her own milk and juices.

“Damn that felt good,” Kayla said.

“I’m impressed. I thought you two were just perverts. I couldn’t have done it without you,” Annie said. “When will you change back?”

“We drank so much of your milk...” Beth said.

“We won’t be turning back until tomorrow,” said Kayla.

“Let’s head back to the treehouse and read Jungle Girl,” Annie said. “We have time. The authorities will pick these two up later.”

When the sun dawned on the treehouse the next morning, Beth and Kayla had reverted back to normal. They had been using Annie’s chest as a pair of pillows while they slept together, sweaty and naked, in the treehouse. Their morning routine of fruit and bathing near the waterfall was interrupted when the sound of a helicopter was heard overhead. Thomas was riding in the back, coming to pick up Annie.

“Annie!” he called out. “We received your signal! Hop aboard! Your friends, too!”

Annie rushed over to the helicopter, embracing Thomas. Her breasts rubbed against his body, her hard nipples digging into his skin. She didn’t care that she was mostly naked.

“Thomas!” she said. “It’s been a few days, but...”

“I missed you, too,” Thomas said. “Have you gotten bigger?”

“It can’t be helped,” Annie said. “But we stopped an occult ritual.”

“You’ll need to fill me in on that during the flight home. We left our stuff back at Gazonga State. And these two need to return to their classes,” he said.

“We didn’t quite learn how to do a teleportation spell,” Beth said.

After a long flight back to Capitol City, Beth and Kayla were greeted with a pile of make-up work from the classes they had missed. Annie checked in again with the engineering department, reporting on what she had discovered, albeit omitting a few parts. She wanted to preserve Beth and Kayla’s secret identity.

On Annie’s last day visiting the city, she went for a swim in the campus pool with Beth and her friends, wearing her favorite checker-patterned bikini. The bikini just barely fit her, and came off in the pool, leaving her swimming topless while her floatation devices kept her on the surface. Beth and Kayla were called into superhero duty once more, but the problems were so petty and small in scale compared to the demonic ritual that they brushed it off as nothing. That night, Beth held a pizza party in her room for Annie.

She and Kayla had used their Milkmaid powers to change into Jungle Girl inspired outfits. Martina and Chastity joined in, with Sweater Puppy and Prixen being not far behind, much to the surprise of Annie. She told Martina that her werewolf form reminded her of someone she knew. They spent the evening watching a marathon of Jungle Girl on the DVD sets Beth had bought at her last comic convention, feeling each other up and spending the evening getting to know each other.

“Whoa, Chas! Calm down!” Beth said. She wasn’t sure if she had gotten riled up from her Jungle Girl cosplay or the actual Jungle Girl show. The actress they had cast in the role was a veritable cheesecake factory of her own, and the camera made sure to linger on her voluptuous body in the most softcore way possible on basic cable.

“Chang! Give me your tits!” Prixen growled.

Annie unzipped her top, letting her enormous breasts flop out. She was no longer filled with milk, but the sweaty softness and smothering weight of her tits was as great as ever. Prixen thrust her foot-long dick between Annie’s breasts, wrapping it in the warmth of her pillowy breasts. Prixen’s lust and rage began to calm almost immediately in the embrace of Annie’s melons. Thomas couldn’t control himself at the sight of a futanari pleasuring herself with his girlfriend, and pulled out his own cock in a room full of girls, starting to stroke it.

Thomas blew a load into his own hand, while Prixen covered Annie from head to chest in a thick, sticky layer of her cum. Annie offered to clean up Thomas’ cock with a cleanup blowjob, to the delight of Beth and Kayla. Their jealousy had mellowed, even though they wished they still had boyfriends. Once Thomas’ dick was clean, the evening continued until everybody fell asleep from too much pizza and too much sex.

“Will we see each other again, Annie?” Beth asked as she waved Annie off at the campus gate.

“I can’t say for certain. But if you find yourself in London someday, I’ll be there to greet you,” Annie said, shaking her hand. “We superheroes have to stick together.”

“It’s a promise,” Beth said. “You’d better not be even bigger next time. I need to drink a lot of milk to catch up to you.”

“No promises there,” said Annie. “Farewell.”

“Farewell!” Beth said, with Kayla joining in to wave her off.

It’s said that on that island, the smell of milk still lingers to this day. Nobody knows where it came from, and the records of who created the treehouse have yet to be verified. What is known is that for three days during that semester, it was occupied by three of the bustiest girls in the world.