I couldn't help but stare in disbelief at what I was seeing. My tits were overflowing in my now all too-small bra and the fabric of my shirt began to stretch so thin it was see-through. I grabbed them and gave them a huge squeeze just to make sure that this was really happening. I moaned as I did so, they were a lot more sensitive now.
They didn't stop growing just because I had now noticed them. They continued pushing outward finally ripping my shirt and splitting the front of my bra. I had been in such wild disbelief and ecstasy that I hadn't noticed how much pressure had been relieved with the snapping of my bra. But now that my massive tits were free I felt incredible freedom that I never had before. They stopped growing, They were about the biggest pair of breasts I had ever seen in my life. I struggled to keep my balance as my 10-pound milk bags pulled me forward. I had to rest them on my counter to even get a chance at balance. I knocked a lot of things over and they took up pretty much the whole thing but standing was better than falling forward onto yoga balls and not being able to get up,
I stretched my left leg to its absolute limit trying to reach the trash can while keeping balance on the counter. My sore leg was worth it as I pushed it over, dumping its contents onto the floor, the device included. I grabbed it with my toes and brought it close enough that I was able to grab it with my hand.
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