“So long as you don’t lose me, Suzy,” I said, very loudly, “it sounds like fun! How shall we do this?”
“OK,” said Suzy, “I’m going to lie down on the floor, and then I’m going to put you on my nipple. Once you’re there, I’m going to use the remote to grow myself back to my normal size, which means it’s going to feel to you like you’re shrinking again. Keep your eyes open, because the milk ducts are normally about as wide as you will be tall, and you don’t want to fall in randomly. Try to enter the most central duct you can find; that should go the furthest into my breast, and you’ll probably find a pond-sized milk reservoir in there, too.”
So she laid down, and placed me on her left nipple. I saw her hand far above holding the railroad-car-sized remote, and as she pressed the fining button, I saw the bluish rays start to bathe her abdomen, and my world began to change once again.
Her nipple had started about twice as wide as my height, but its edges started retreating from me; I was constantly moving to try to stay as close to the center as possible, while still watching out for the ever-growing ducts. I kept my eye on the bluish rays coming from the remote; as they died away, her nipple seemed about half the size of a football field to me.
More to the point, right next to me was what seemed to be an almost 10-foot-wide tunnel leading downward into her breast; the sides seemed like a good balance between being able to slide down or climb back up, so before I could change my mind I put my legs over the rim and slid down into Suzy’s stadium-size mammary.
I slid for what felt like a few hundred feet, and came to a stop semi-submerged in a sweet-smelling, thick white fluid, which I tasted - yes, it was human milk! I swam into this pond, and down to find its bottom; in the limited light, it seemed to be about 30 feet in diameter, and the depth was about 10 feet. On the far side of the pond, it seemed as though the duct continued further into her breast.
I climbed out of the milk pond and laid down on the shore to rest for a few minutes. I then...
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