It was clear now that if she was going to actually make a difference in her overall breast size - at least one worth noticing - Misty was going to have to actually commit to drinking this milk. The one sip she did take did cause her breasts to grow enough that the little bra she had on was slightly tighter, but what good would that do? There were probably little kids in this town that had breasts bigger than her. The very thought of something like that caused a wave of jealousy to flow through the redhead, as she grabbed the bottle and stared it down with fierce determination.
It was time to channel Ash Ketchum, and throw caution to the wind. "Here goes nothing!"
She put the bottle to her lips and started drinking, her eyes closed as she pushed away all thoughts of doubt, just like Ash would in a Pokemon battle. With her eyes squeezed shut, she could hear the gasps and sounds of awe from others inside the building, apparently she was starting to attract a crowd. But still, she kept drinking, gulping down more of the sweet, creamy milk as it slid down her throat and into her system.
When the flow of milk finally started slowing, she tilted the bottle more to make sure she didn't waste a drop. Once no more liquid came, in spite of shaking the bottle to gather anything left over, she slammed the bottle to the table and gasped for air, her stomach sloshing from the amount she'd just ingested. she was given applause for some reason by everyone in the bar. But for the briefest of moments, the ramifications of what she'd just done invaded her mind, filling her with trepidation.
Then a young girl came over, surely younger than her, and even she had a pair of breasts at her ridiculously young age. Nothing substantial, but still there nonetheless. There was apparently no age limit for the effects of the milk. "Wow lady!" The girl squeaked out in her young voice. "You drank a lot! You must really wanna be big, huh? I can't wait until my mommy lets me drink more!"
Misty hesitated to answer, instead nodding and getting up from the table so she could leave before the effects of the milk could take place. But then she spotted the other large bottle of Moomoo Milk still sitting on the table. It was there, tantalizingly full and wreaking of potential of more growth...but she still didn't even know what the first bottle would do to her. "Do I dare?" She whispered to herself.
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