This choice: A new brand of Moomoo milk • Go Back... Ash and his friends, Brock and Misty, have been traveling through the woods to reach a new town. Little do they know that within this town a product will change Misty's life.
Ash and the others are walking a well worn path between a thick grove of trees. As they come through a clearing the next town begins to come into view. From there spot they see a large farm off to the side with Miltanks roaming the fields. The town has paved roads, and simple looking homes. "Ah, finally."cried Misty in relief upon seeing the town. "We're finally back in civilization."
"Yep, which means I can earn my next gym badge." Ash shouted in excitement.
"Actually Ash," Brock began, looking at the map, "looks like the gym is in the next town over. It looks like we're just in a dairy farm."
"Really." Ash said in disappointment. "I guess we need to keep moving then."
"Now wait just a minute." Misty said stepping in front of Ash and staring him in the face. "We have camping in the forest for a week. I am tired of having to check myself for bugs, of sleeping in the dirt, and on top of everything else none of has have showered from the last town."
Before Ash can object Brock stepped in to side with Misty. "She has a point Ash. I could really use a shower, plus I need to buy some more ingredients."
"All right," Ash began, "I guess we can stay here for a day." When Misty began to glare at him he sighed and said, "Alright, I guess a few days here wouldn't be too bad."
With that, Misty began to lead the group into the town. As they entered the buildings instead of being towering steel buildings, they were small and made of wood. All in all, the town had a very simple and rustic appearance. What really caught their attention were the people. With it being a dairy farm, they weren't surprised that that they were fairly muscular, what caught their attention were the women. Each and everyone of them had large, jiggling breasts. Not a single girl they saw had a pair of breasts smaller then a Double D.
As they were walking through, they see a girl with a pair of G-cup breasts in a plaid button up shirt. The shirt was tied at the waist clearly showing she wasn't wearing a bra. The girl, her breasts swaying left and right, excitedly approaches the group. "Hey, you guys are new here right?"
Ash and Brock, being completely distracted by the girl's breasts, stare dumbly at her. "Yes we are." Misty said, answering for them. "We were just passing through, come on guys." she said walking away.
This snaps Ash and Brock out of their trance and begin to argue with her. "Misty, we've been in the woods for a week." Ash said, " I could really use a bath, plus it might be nice to sleep on a bed for a few nights before going back to sleeping on the ground again."
"Yeah, and I really do need to buy some more ingredients for the trip to the next town." Brock said, chiming in.
Before Misty could object the girl they had met excitedly squeed and said, "Oh, goodie. Here let me show you around town." She grabbed both Brocks and Ashes hands and lead them through the street excitedly talking. Misty watched them walk away as they seemed to forget she was there. Feeling deject se ambles through town, looking for someplace to sit. As she does so, she comes across a building that looks like a saloon and enters it.
Inside she finds the scene inside to be largely the same as outside. As she makes here way to a table she notices a few girl whose breasts are as small as her's or slightly bigger, but they most of them do have large, jiggling breasts. Eventually a waitress with breasts as big as her head in a bar maid out fit walks up and takes her order. "I'll just have some juice please. Misty said, staring dejectedly at the menu.
"Something wrong there sugar cube?" The waitress inquired.
"No, no. It's nothing." She said back, not wanting to bring up her jealousy or sense of inadequacy welling inside her.
"Lemme guess," The waitress said, leaning over to whisper in Misty's ear. "you a lil envious of the larger gals."
"What, no, no. no. It's not like that at all." Misty said stammering."
"It's okay darlin, happens all the time."
"Oh." Misty said starring at the table, feeling a little embarrassed. "I've just never seen so many girls bigger then me is all."
"It's nothin ta be ashamed of sugar cube." The waitress reassured. "Lot's a girls that pass through feel the same as you. After all, can't say there's a girl I met yet that didn't wanta grow up with a nice pair of breasts."
"Yeah, I guess?" Misty said still feeling a little embarrassed to be having this sort of conversation.
"If ya wanna know why so many of us are like this, I don't mind telling ya."
"Really." Misty said excitedly. "You'd do that?"
"Sure, aint like it's some sort of secret round these here parts. The thing that makes us girls grow so big is all the Moomoo milk we drink."
Misty stared at her dumbly, not understanding how Moomoo milk could do this. The waitress chuckled a bit seeing her clear confusion and went to explain. "See for as long as anyone can remember, the more Moomoo milk the girls drank the bigger their breasts would grow. Just somethin special bout our Miltanks I suppose."
Misty still was somewhat confused but felt that made some sort of sense. "If yeah want you can buy some ta see for yer self. Aint cost more then the regular stuff."
Misty was a little torn. On the one hand this could help here stint and get here to be as larger as her sisters, larger even. On the other hand, she felt like it was vain to look for ways to make yourself bigger then how you grew. It almost felt like she would be setting women back by doing this. Thinking about this she decides to ….  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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