This is the adult storyline. Jess's milking machine broke and she goes to a company to purchase a better one...
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Jess walked into the office of Milkers Inc, a company that specialized in milking devices. These devices were ordinarily for cows but occasionally a woman with an enormous bust would come in a request something. As Jess walked from the parking lot to the door, men lined up in the window to watch her walk. "She's an M cup." Someone guessed.
"No. Bigger." Another said.
Five minutes later, Jess was seated in a salesman's office.
"Jess, you say you've been using our Milker 2. How has that been going?" The salesman asked.
"It's nice. I've used it for a year but recently it's started acting funny. It shuts off randomly and I feel like the suction is uneven sometimes. Occasional, my right breast feels more milked than the other." Jess said.
"Only for a year? Those sound like typical malfunctions but they usually happen to milkers that have been in use for several years. How often do you use it?"
"Recently, quite a lot. I leave it on all night two nights a week."
"You use it all night?" The salesman asked.
Jess smiled. "Yes. From midnight to 8 AM. Is that unusual?"
"From the looks of you, I can see why. Did you know human milk is much thicker than cows? Our machinery would age more quickly if it was processing that much milk. Are you interested in trying our Milker 3?"
"I'd like to do that," Jess said.
The salesman pulled a pump out from a box. "This is Milker 3 and you are officially the first woman to try it. Are you comfortable trying it in my office?"
Jess nodded and began unbuttoning her top.
"Braless? That's brave of you." The salesman said.
"I can't find any bras for me. I have some that I wear but I know they aren't my size. I'm supposed to hear back from a bra company in Poland about getting a custom fit but they haven't come through yet." Jess said as her two breasts plopped out. "It might be time to call them back though. I don't think I can last much longer."
"I wouldn't be able to." The salesman said. He stepped from behind his desk to assist Jess. He stood behind her with the two milker cups in his hand. They were as large as punch bowls. "I suppose you wouldn't be able to tell me your cup size then?"
Jess laughed. She hadn't kept track of her cup size for a while. "I couldn't." She said. "Could you hand me a bowl?"
"Do you mind?" The salesman asked as he knelt beside Jess. Her nipple was a few inches from his mouth.
"Sure." She said.
He placed one over one of her breasts. It covered less than a tenth of her size. "You are going to give our technology a run for its money." He said as he fastened the cup into place and turned on the suction. "How does this feel?"
"Comfortable," Jess said.
"Good. Now the other one." The salesman said. He lifted Jess's other breast into the cup and turned the suction power to five.
Jess gave a quiet yelp. The feeling of suction on her breast was powerful. Even slight suction was enough to trigger her body to go into milking mode. She felt relaxed. Her body was used to the long hours of sitting still that milking required. She closed her eyes.
"How long have you been milking for?" He asked.
"Three years. For the first two milking was a part-time job and now it seems more like a full-time one." Jess said.
"If you don't mind me saying so, you have a wonderful pair of breasts and I'm sure you are very successful in your full-time job."
"Thank you. These have been growing since I was eight and they are not stopping. I'm surprised I didn't start to milk sooner. I feel like every woman starts to lactate once she reaches a certain size." Jess said.
END OF CHAPTER
Choices
1) The salesman calibrates the machine.
2)Jess starts getting turned on.
3) Another salesman knocks on the door.
Choice 1....
Jess's eyes were closed while the Milker 3 pumped. She concentrated on feeling each pump separately. Her left side was pumping smoothly but her right side was quicker and more inconsistent. At first, the suction was rough and then soft and then rough again. "I think there is - " Jess stopped mid-sentence. She looked and saw that the salesman was sucking her right breast himself.
"Mmmmfffffmmmmghhhh." He said as he neck bobbed up and down. The glasses on his nose bounced on and off as he inhaled.
"What are you doing?" Jess asked.
He pulled his mouth away from her nipple and milk ran down the sides of his mouth. "Calibrating." He said and went back to sucking. One hand was turning a knob on the Milker 3. "How's that?"
"It's good," Jess said.
"I'm going to test different suction strengths. Tap my head once if you want me to suck harder and twice if you want me to suck softer. I want you to try to go as hard as you can so we can set the limit for the machine. Okay?" He said and went to sucking.
"This is so unusual." Jess thought to herself. "But I think I'll be getting a high-quality product if the salesman is willing to go through all of this trouble. She tapped his head once and he increased the suction with his mouth and his hand turned the knob to increase suction on the cup. Jess admired the man's dedication. He was quite a sight. Between her legs was the Milker 3. To her right was the salesman, hard at work, testing suction pressure with his mouth, and to her left was the thick, plastic cord that connected the Milker 3 to the cup at the end of her breast. She gave him another tap and he increased again. After a few more taps the suction was becoming too much. It felt like she had a weight dangling from her nipple. She was surprised the man's mouth could produce such pressure. So, she tapped him twice. But he sped up twice. She tapped him twice again, and again, he sped up. Now the pressure was unbearable. She started furiously tapping his head. "Please, that's too much," Jess said. Milk was running out of the poor man's mouth, his belly was full of milk. The machine was only 50% calibrated.
The salesman brought his head up. He was out of breath. "Ma'am, you can take an incredible amount of pressure." He said. Then he looked at her nipple which was the size of a baby's fist. "And I can see why. Your nipples are hearty. They're spraying milk like a faucet."
Jess gave a weak smile. "They have been milking for some time now. I suppose they have grown."
"Would you mind if I brought in another salesman? Your breasts are by far the largest we've seen and our machine can't calibrate properly. To be honest with you, real cows are about half your size and half as full of milk. You must hear sloshing sounds when you walk."
Jess smiled again. "I've been told that if you put my nipple in your ear you can hear the ocean."
"I believe you." He said.
Someone knocked on the door and a head popped in. "Dave, you needed me?"
"Yes, Jacob, come in. Jacob, this is Jess. Jess, this is Jacob."
Jacob walked over and saw the milk on the floor. It had sprayed the back of Dave's desk, the carpet, and the arms of Jess's chair. "How can I help?" He asked.
"Jess, a new client of ours, needs her Milker 3 calibrated and her current dimensions are much larger than anything we've had to work with before. I need you to use oral calibration. Can you do that?" Dave asked.
Jacob nodded and knelt next to Dave and put his mouth on Jess's nipple. Dave went back to sucking with his mouth and fiddling the Milker 3 knobs with his hand. After a few moments, milk was dribbling out of both men's mouth and they showed no sign of stopping. It was difficult to get their tongues completely around Jess's nipples. They were thick enough to fill your mouth. If you opened as wide as you could, set the nipple in the center of your mouth without it touching your teeth, and you sucked with the strength of your cheeks, you could find a good rhythm. The two boys went at it for some time and it was clear by the bulge in your pants that they were enjoying themselves. Once in a while, they'd look at one another and gave a knowing look.
Eventually, David's belly was getting truly full and as much as he wanted to continue sucking, he couldn't. "Jess, you have been a wonderful client. I have a final favor to ask you." David said as he looked down at his pants. "Would it be too much trouble if I inspected you with a bump test?"
"A bump test?" Jess asked.
David picked up Jess's hand and put it on his crotch. "Yes, this bump. I'd like to give your breasts a final inspection. The Milker 3 is almost calibrated. This bump test all that's left." He said.
"I don't know," Jess said.
"For being such a good sport, I'm sure our company would give you the Milker 3 for a heavily discounted cost. It's several thousand dollars and, if you allow us to perform a bump test, I think we could let you take it for a few pennies." David said.
Jacob followed suit. He stood up and grabbed Jess's hand and put it on his crotch. "The bump test is easy. We're going to pull out our bump stick, inspect your chest, and once our bump stick gives a positive reading, the test is over." Jacob said.
"What's a positive reading like?" Jess asked.
Jacob and David looked at each other. "You'll know." They said in unison.
Five minutes later and the two boys had each taking a turn pumping their bump stick into Jess's cleavage. "Hold this," David said. He handed Jess her own massive breast. He held the other one and put stuck his stick between them. "These are the best breasts of all time. This test is going great." He said. "Jess, I think you should consider finding a way to have a bump test performed on you daily. It improves the health of the breast tissue and keeps the skin soft."
"I'm sure," Jess said. She watched in amazement at the two, young salesman took turns furiously bumping themselves into her chest. Once one was about cum, he would back off, exhale and switch. At one point, each boy stuck their bump stick under Jess's armpit. They lifted a breast onto the stick and let it hang over. "Your breast is so heavy," David said. "The weight is incredible. We drank a lot of your milk but I can tell there is a lot left."
With that comment, Jacob left the room and came back a minute later with a sheepish smile. "Jess, can I ask you a favor?"
"What is - " Jess was interrupted by David's bump test giving a positive result. Cum shot across her chest.
"I think we need more bump tests. There are five guys behind me and they need to double check our work." Jacob said. Five more salesmen walked in behind him, each with their bump stick at the ready. "Come on boy, Jess is busy. Let's make this quick," David said.
