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Walking through the halls of Millennium as if nothing was amiss, Noa was ignoring all of the jaw-dropping stares and gossip directed at her as she made her way towards the Engineering Department’s workshop. Though to say she was tuning out was a complete and utter lie - she could hear every word being said.
All of Millennium was blown away upon witnessing Noa’s current state, and it’s not like she could blame anyone for being so worked up about it. It was far from normal for anyone to have such unrealistic proportions, and yet there was no denying that her chest was on the brink of becoming a new wonder of Kivotos.
It’s not as if Noa wanted this; far from it. The attention was of no issue to her, but it was the sheer size and weight of her bosom that was making it difficult to go about her duties as Seminar’s secretary. Not to mention the incessant sloshing that drowned out the murmurs whenever she was up and about.
She couldn’t even begin to narrow down what the cause of such an unnatural and implausible growth spurt may be. Noa’s diet was the same as ever, and she hadn’t found herself the guinea pig of some reckless experiment gone wild. It made no sense, and she could only write it off as nothing short of a miracle - one she didn’t need.
The issue had persisted for almost a week now, and while Noa was thankful that she had received support from her peers to ease the burden, she did want to return to normal. Her visit to the Engineering Department today was for that very reason, as she’d requested their help in dealing with her current predicament.
The matter of clothing had been solved relatively quickly at least, as Hibiki had volunteered to alter some of Noa’s uniforms to accommodate for her unfathomable proportions. There were no strings attached, as the seamstress appeared to want an opportunity to take the measurements of someone she dubbed as a hyper - whatever that meant.
Even with her new clothes that somehow managed to contain her enormous assets, Noa believed that it was only a matter of time before she had a wardrobe malfunction. With each passing day, she could feel the buttons growing loose as they clung on for dear life, and the lack of a fitting bra made her worry her breasts would sag.
With a bust size that exceeds 300cm, Noa had done her best to pay little mind to all the comments about her being a cow, that she’s flaunting her udders around Millennium. Thankfully Schale’s Sensei hadn’t come to visit lately, as she felt she wouldn’t be able to explain herself, let alone act as if everything was fine.
Hearing footsteps that were drowned out by the sloshing of milk, Utaha of the Engineering Department wiped a bead of sweat from her forehead as she rose to her feet, putting her tools down as she was working on a new upgrade to one of her turrets. She couldn’t help but to be amazed, despite meeting with Seminar’s secretary multiple times this week.
“Glad you could make it, Noa. We finished the final touches on some prototypes that should help reduce your… Abnormal swelling of the chest,” Utaha was cool and collected for a moment, before her eyes drifted towards the giant rack that defied logic and gravity, causing her to blush as she tried to be considerate about the topic.
Not one to show embarrassment in front of others, Noa nodded understandingly as she gazed around the workshop, noticing that everyone had stopped what they were doing to stare at her. At the very least, she knew that the Engineering Department was interested in her on a scientific level, as her body was one of a kind.
She’d entrusted Utaha to come up with a solution that could reduce the size of her bosom, and while she knew that there would be unexpected side effects, she trusted that results would be delivered. Noa wasn’t as ruthless as Yuuka however, as she wouldn’t reprimand the club for failing to produce a working product.
“Prototypes? I take it you were inspired, Utaha?” Noa was surprised, as she had only requested a single item that could remedy her problem. She was a little wary now that she had to test multiple things, but she wanted to remain optimistic, as she couldn’t live like this forever - it was just too strenuous.
Not wanting to take all of the credit, as it was a combined effort from her and her clubmates, Utaha beckoned for Noa to follow her lead, guiding her towards a section of the workshop that was dedicated to giant contraptions. Hibiki and Kotori were the only two present, as the rest of the Engineering Department were focused on small projects.
“Oh? Noa, you’re here earlier than we thought. Not that we weren’t expecting you, nor am I implying that you’re typically tardy, but considering the current state of your body, we were under the assumption that you would take detours to avoid running into people,” the ever talkative Kotori ran her mouth, greeting the studious secretary with a smile.
As Kotori continued to yap, Utaha took it upon herself to close the large, sliding door behind them, ensuring that they had some privacy for the experiments that were about to occur. Even if Noa remained calm and collected at all times, she suspected that she would feel embarrassed about exposing herself to others.
“Alright, now that it’s just us, could I ask you to take off your shirt and stand on that highlighted spot over there, Noa?” Wanting to get things moving, Utaha politely requested that Seminar’s secretary strip down and move to the marked platform so that they could begin testing their prototypes.
Letting out a sigh as she knew there was no way around it, Noa removed her jacket and dropped it onto the ground, before struggling to reach the buttons on her shirt that were ready to pop off at any moment. Blushing as her breasts sprung free, she ignored the gasps of awe directed towards her.
“What’s next?” Getting into position, Noa recognised the platform she was standing on, as it was typically used to elevate people up so they could work on large contraptions that would normally require a ladder. Preparing herself by trying to find the right position to hold her balance, she was confused when nothing happened.
Clearing her throat as she knew that she should have been a little more thorough with her instructions, Utaha glanced at Hibiki and Kotori, nudging her head to direct them towards Noa. “Sorry, I should’ve clarified. We’re going to have to take those band-aids off of your nipples, Noa.”
Biting her lip as she braced herself for the inevitable, Noa let the pair of Hibiki and Kotori remove the two giant band-aids that were placed on each of her breasts in the shape of an X, as one of them wouldn’t suffice. She should have expected this, but a part of her wished she could keep these nuisances hidden.
“W-Whoa…” Hibiki blurted out in awe, her eyes going wide as she could hardly believe what she was seeing. It wasn’t unheard of for someone to have inverted nipples, but she never suspected that Noa would be one of the lucky few, or that the sheer size of them would look monstrous despite not being exposed.
The lightbulb in Kotori’s head flickered on, as she knew exactly what to do to fix this. Hurrying over to a control panel, she elevated Noa a few feet up into the air before directing a pair of customised mechanical arms towards those gigantic breasts, a buzzing sound ripping through the air as two phallus shaped objects stirred to life.
“Worry not, Noa! In just a moment, I will have freed your retracted nipples. With these two piston-powered dildos, we will apply enough force and stimulation that will force them to become erect, causing them to come out of hiding,” Kotori sounded quite pleased with herself, almost as if she’d been waiting for an opportunity to use this perverse contraption.
Noa could only gulp as she realised what was about to happen, as those vibrating sex toys inched closed and closer towards her chest. Worried that she might lose her balance and fall amidst all of this, she was shocked when she felt mechanical arms latch onto her wrists, pulling her a few inches off of the elevated platform.
Her eyes almost popped out as she felt two thick, long dildos prod against her inverted nipples before pushing forward. The vibrations sent sparks up her spine and ignited a fire in her body as the insides of her tits were assaulted by wave after wave of shocking tremors, causing her to lower her head and thrash about in a bid to withstand it all.
The trio from the Engineering Department were treating this as an experiment, as Kotori clicked a button, kicking things up a notch as the buzzing sounds became almost deafening, followed promptly by the two dildos pumping back and forth like a pair of pistons, knocking the wind straight out of Noa’s lungs and causing her fluids to gush down her legs.
Climaxing as her halo began to fizzle, Noa couldn’t even begin to comprehend the onslaught of pleasure that was frying her nerves. She could only struggle against her constraints in a desperate plea to free herself, all while her breasts felt as if they had been set alight, as arousal coursed through her enormous teats.
For several minutes, Noa made a complete fool of herself as she came dozens of times, drenching her own leggings and the platform beneath her in her juices. To make matters worse, her nipples were swallowing those pistoning toys, even as they remained hidden inside of her tits.
Satisfied with the results of her automated fuck machine, Kotori hit the switch to turn off the vibrations and pistons, letting things cool down for a moment before slowly pulling them out of Noa’s mammaries. To everyone’s surprise, her dildos were obscured by two elongated nipples that put Hibiki’s own mortar to shame.
Noa’s erect nipples were puffy, long and thick, each one of them sticking out a good 40cm from her breasts. They had always been on the large side, even before her abnormal growth spurt, but they’d truly become ridiculous. As ashamed as she was for her repulsive secret to be exposed like this, she couldn’t afford the energy to even try and cover herself up.
Focusing on the manner at hand after marvelling at the vulgar secretary before her, Utaha decided it was best to try and remedy the situation, to return Noa back to her regular state. As enlightening of an experience as it was to see that their piston-powered dildos were a success, she had other prototypes to test out.
“Sorry about that, Noa. This next one should be a lot more tolerable,” apologising for overwhelming their test subject, Utaha informed her that things should be easier from here on out. Nudging her head towards a pair of suction cups, she instructed Hibiki and Kotori to get to work instead of gawking.
Using step ladders to grab hold of the giant, unrealistic pair of breasts, Hibiki and Kotori attached the suction cups to Noa’s pink, swollen areola before returning to ground level. One of them hurried over towards what looked like a pump, while the other was ensuring that all of the tubes were properly connected to a large, empty container on the back of a trailer.
In a daze as her halo only now returned to its regular state, Noa barely had any time to process what was happening as she felt her mammaries being sucked on with the intensity of a vacuum. Focusing on her chest, her jaw dropped as she saw that she was being milked like a cow.
Sure, she had been concerned about the loud sloshing sounds coming from her bosom throughout the week, but never in her wildest dreams did she ever think that she would lactate like this. It was outright embarrassing, as she was being treated like livestock, and it was all for the Engineering Department’s amusement.
A gushing river of white, creamy fluid flowed from Noa’s teats, rushing through the tubes to the huge container, slowly but surely filling it with her homemade milk. She could barely form a coherent thought as her legs grew weak, pleasure rocking through her like a hurricane as she was made to climax again and again and again.
“Utaha, is this really going to help her shrink down and return to normal?” Hibki asked out of curiosity, as she had begun to doubt whether this experiment would prove successful or not. Regardless, she was satisfied to see that their contraptions were working as intended, even if they were far too perverse to market to the general public.
Stroking her chin as she contemplated whether it was best to be honest or not, Utaha chose to fess up, given that Noa seemed preoccupied with being milked and would likely not pay them much mind. “Honestly, I doubt it’ll change much. But have you heard that sloshing when she walks around? Noa’s probably packed full of milk.”
Noa’s erotic screams echoed throughout the workshop as she orgasmed repeatedly, all from having her overly sensitive breasts attached to a pair of suction cups. Her halo was distorted and borderline unrecognisable, but she clung to consciousness, only barely able to make out her blurred surroundings.
She had already produced tens of gallons of milk, and her output didn’t seem to slow down in the slightest. She was practically a human cow, and she couldn’t even wallow in her own sorrow at how embarrassing of a predicament it was. She could only go with the flow and let it happen, as she was powerless to fight back against the mechanical restraints.
Noticing that the tank full of milk was almost at maximum capacity, Hibki called out to the club’s president, wondering if they may have bitten off more than they could chew. “Utaha, we’re running out of space and Noa doesn’t seem to be stopping anytime soon. We don’t have another container laying around, do we?”
“Umm… No, I’m afraid this is all we’ve got. Hard to believe she exceeded our expectations this quickly,” wearing a sheepish smile as she was afraid to admit that she’d messed up in her calculations, Utaha could only hope that once they stopped the milking machine, that Noa would stop lactating.
But as she flipped the switch and signalled to Hibiki and Kotori to remove the suction cups, a bead of sweat rolled down Utaha’s forehead as she realised that something was wrong. The machine was refusing to stop, and instead had only increased in intensity, as it was now stretching Noa’s breasts and nipples out, making them look even longer than they already were.
It wasn’t long before milk began to flood the workshop, all while Noa drowned in the euphoric pleasure of being overwhelmed by a machine. She’d blacked out a few times, but the burning sensation of fluids gushing out of her mammaries always brought her back to reality, leaving her light headed.
There was no end in sight for poor Noa, as she’d been reduced to a mere animal whose sole purpose was to produce nourishment for the students of Millennium in the form of milk. At the very least, her breasts had shrunk down a little from the copious amounts of milk that’d been sucked out of her.
She could only pray that Sensei never found out about this.