【Breast Enhancement】(01) Author: kkmanlg

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Breast Transformation (1)

Ring~~~

"Waaah, waaah... It should be, it should be like this, that's right..."

As the clock struck midnight, a series of moans that made one's bones numb, and
the crisp sound of water stirring bubbles, gradually filled the entire room.

For Kazene, the hard work of preparing for the exam was just foreplay for this moment of pleasure. Holding on until 11
p.m. was the beginning of her shedding her student identity.

Kazene stared at the screen, at a beautiful girl with a delicately sculpted face, drool dripping from the corner of her mouth, her eyes filled with
lust, moaning out many obscene words.

The thin-shouldered dress she was wearing had been pulled down to her abdomen, revealing two heavy and delicious breasts, which were being gently kneaded by
the man cherry blossom-colored protrusions at the front were being held in his hands and rubbed back and forth, constantly teasing him.

The girl, her arms around the man's, appeared slender, yet her breasts, like two large watermelons,
swayed precariously. Perhaps it was this weight that forced her to lean on the man for comfort.

However, Kazane was in no way inferior to the beautiful girl on the screen; in fact, she might even be considered more beautiful.

She wore only a bear-patterned nightgown, the bear's head split open, the buttons undone all the way
to her abdomen, revealing breasts that, far more than just cantaloupe, resembled two extra-large jade watermelons
.

With such a size, it was no wonder Kazane didn't want to button her nightgown; this exposed-chest
attire was actually the most comfortable for her.

However, her actions at that moment were quite different.

"...Mmm...Ah...Ugh...My nipples are so numb..."

Kazane's expression was exactly the same as the beautiful girl on the screen, as lewd as could be. Her lips were
slightly protruding, saliva dripping from the tip of her tongue down to her cleavage, forming a wet patch on her nightgown.

Her neck, usually hidden by her long black hair, revealed a luscious rosy hue, and her full
breasts, with their steep slopes, were glistening with beads of sweat.

But the fragrance filling the room wasn't just the typical scent of a teenage girl; it also emanated from the
two swollen nipples, from which precious breast milk flowed continuously.

Kazane's breathing was erratic. Her masturbation, meant to relieve the pressure of studying, had become increasingly addictive. Each time
her left hand kneaded her breasts, she felt an electric current coursing through her chest, making her nipples even more engorged and releasing more milk.

The water stains on her pajamas were indeed saliva, but the moisture slowly wetting the sheets was
fragrant breast milk.

A natural breast milk source—this was a symptom Kazane had had since middle school.

At first, seeing the dampness where her bra touched her nipples, she assumed it was from sweat, but upon smelling it,
she realized the scent was different—a fragrance entirely unlike sweat.

As her breasts grew larger, Kazane's breast milk increased, sometimes even leaking during class,
drawing strange looks from her classmates. She had to wear panty liners inside her bra to absorb the milk.

Now, as Kazane rubbed her breasts, drops of breast milk dripped onto the sheets, forcing her to
secretly . Although the reason was different from boys washing their underwear, it still made her feel ashamed.

Despite this, watching the increasingly passionate images on the screen, Kazane's desire began to spiral out of control.
She leaned forward slightly, her eyes fixed on the CG, her breasts accidentally pressing against the keyboard, and breast milk
began to flow down the 'wsda' keypad.

"Ah... umm... haa... haa... no... umm, um, woo woo... ah,
ah ah ... ya ah ah um...!"

The moans she heard made Kazane feel as if she were one with the heroine, her fingers kneading her breasts
harder, the breast milk slowly staining the entire keyboard white.

Watching the obscene sight of the penis entering and exiting the heroine's body, Kazane felt waves of pain in her lower abdomen .
Her cute white bra rolled up, her breasts seemed to swell, and her nipples dilated, with more breast milk
flowing .

"Ah... umm... haa... haa... no... umm... ah, ah...
yaaaah...!"

From the side, you couldn't see Kazane's left hand
kneading , the surging elasticity fiercely resisting her fingers, and the breast milk making them round and plump.

Kazane mastered the trick she had discovered recently, and her right hand slowly moved towards her nipples...

The next morning, Kazane put on her bra, added a few pads inside, and then put on her uniform and
plaid skirt, going to school as usual.

She neatly combed her black hair back into a rather dowdy hairstyle, and wore oversized
black-rimmed . Outwardly, she looked like a bookish gifted student, exactly
like a certain girl with long, straight black hair wearing strawberry-patterned underwear, except Kazane's breasts were much larger.

Her beautiful face was completely ruined by this crude attire, becoming very unremarkable, but she wasn't dissatisfied; after all
, she didn't like attracting attention.

Perhaps it was because she had expressed breast milk the night before, releasing her stress, but her aroused state vanished without a trace, and she reverted to being an
ordinary student at a prestigious girls' high school.

However, even with her deliberate attempt to keep a low profile, her physical features couldn't be hidden. Beneath her plaid
skirt were soft, unblemished thighs, and a pair of
full breasts that, from behind, clearly overflowed from her armpits.

This unassuming, bookish gifted student, with her heavy, imposing breasts,
swayed up and down with every step, perfectly embodying the so-called "breast jiggling."

With her right hand on the beige backpack slung over her shoulder, she adopted the look of a typical high school girl and took out
her EasyCard to pass through the MRT ticket gate.

However…

“Ugh… it’s stuck…”

Because of her large breasts, her side breasts were also full and rounded, causing the backpack on her right shoulder to be
angled much to the right than usual, barely hanging on her shoulder due to the outward pressure of her breasts.

In a moment of carelessness, the backpack bumped into the ticket gate. Kazane quickly picked it up and carried it across
, glancing left and right as she did so.

Whew… thankfully no one noticed, but the sensation of her breasts being squeezed by the backpack made her blush instinctively.

Catching her breath, she rejoined the queue, standing at the very end, waiting for the MRT train to arrive.

The queue wasn't long; after all, as a test-taker, Kazane needed to arrive at school early for morning self-study,
her commute starting almost an hour earlier than that of working people.

(Three more minutes… not even enough to memorize vocabulary…)

Kazane looked at the screen indicating the train's arrival.

Suddenly, a strange sensation surged in her chest.

She instinctively looked down, her vision revealing huge bulges that were straining against her uniform, pushing against each other inside her bra,
creating the Roman numeral 'γ'.

The bra offered no concealment, revealing her alluring figure, and the bra couldn't fully cover her breasts,
barely managing to cover her nipples.

Outside the taut, almost ruptured uniform, appeared a pair of hands distinctly different from her own. Because of the size of her breasts,
Kazane could only see the first knuckles of the five fingers, which unceremoniously grabbed at her breasts.

"Ugh...!?"

Kazane hadn't expected to encounter a pervert—an assault, or rather,
a 'groper,' inside a subway station.

And, even though it was still early, the station was bustling with people,
and she was standing at the very back of the line when a groper started eyeing her body.

While Kazane froze, the man grabbed her breasts from behind, his fingers pressing
and breasts, sending intense pleasure through her.

"Eee... Ah! Ah..."

Kazane had played with groping-related H-games before, but she hadn't expected the pervert to be so bold,
not touching her buttocks first, but going straight for her breasts.

Her breasts already filled her uniform, making the buttons difficult to fasten, and now, under the pressure,
they immediately became incredibly elastic, desperately pushing the fingers outwards.

Suddenly being touched, Kazane quickly bit her lip to avoid being noticed by others.

"Ugh... um... ee..."

Seeing that Kazane could only endure the harassment, the man grinned wickedly, his hand moving slightly downwards to cup
her lower breast, beginning to enjoy the sensation.

With Kazane's large breasts, cupping them from below perfectly covered his fingers,
and the weight of the breasts pulling and drooping, pressing his fingers
down , further fueled his desire for challenge.

Kazane writhed slightly, as if being tickled.

The lecher's technique was practiced, as if he knew every sensitive spot on her body.
The areas touched quickly went numb, while the untouched parts felt empty—two completely opposite stimuli that began
to assault Kazane's rationality.

After just a few cups, Kazane felt her breasts rapidly heat up, a pleasure beyond her control
spreading throughout her chest.

And… her nipples began to erect involuntarily, pressing against the padding inside her bra, leaking a little
breast milk. The pleasure of the padding rubbing against her nipples made Kazune clench her teeth and endure, swallowing her moans along with her saliva
.

“Eee…! Waaah…”

To be attacked by a pervert in the public space of a subway station.

What on earth is going on? Why does the pervert know her body so well?

What Kazune finds most incomprehensible is that, like a bunch of blind passengers
, no one seems to notice her, as if it were pre-arranged, everyone ignoring her.

Or—is Kazune isolated from this space?

Before she realized this, her uniform was pulled up, revealing
a cute white bra stuffed full of her breasts, ready to burst at any moment.

A large, rough hand, contrasting sharply with her snow-white skin, touched the
bra, .

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