SmokeStackStory

All goals met! Here is the raunchy version AND part 2 of the story! Will there be a part 3? Now that Cole's breasts finally stopped growing, it was time to move her to the milking room. Ocho's flying boat had a room specifically made for hucows to milked in order to provide fuel for the ship. Moving Cole was going to be the difficult task, but once they could get her into the milking room, it should be smoother sailing from there. Cole's having a small frame and breasts twice the size of a normal hucow meant she couldn't walk on her own anymore. But Scout wanted to mock Cole just a little more. “Each of my boobs weigh fifty pounds,” Scout told her, “I think my boobs are about the size of your areolas. You're unbelievable. These things must be hundreds of pounds!” “Come on now,” Eddie sighed, “Hasn't she been through enough?” “No,” Scout scoffed, “Go on Cole, walk over to the milking room.” Cole stepped off of the box she was standing on and began to breathe heavily due to her arousal. Once her boobs weren't pulling on her chest, they remained laying on the floor and being as tall as she was. She tried to walk backwards to drag them, but she was clearly struggling to move. Her chest had a large amount of loose skin, so her boobs were still able to wobble around like a waterbed as she moved about. But it was clear it was impossible for her to move on her own. “I think I got the hang of it,” Cole huffed. She pulled more and more on her breasts to move them, but it was just causing the skin on her chest to stretch out even more. Her limbs and head were mechanical, but her breasts and remains of her torso were sweating profusely as she struggled. Inch by inch she was finally getting the gigantic udders to move across the room, and that was when Scout noticed something else. “Alright, someone find a cart, we need to move her right away,” Scout ordered. “So now you're showing sympathy?” Eddie grumbled. “Not really,” Scout shrugged, “Just look at her. She's enjoying this too much. She's lactating, and worse, she's getting bigger. She must have developed dozens of milk glands during the transformation. When hucows gets aroused they produce more milk. If Cole gets any bigger we won't even be able to get her out of this room.” “Ohhhh!” Cole moaned. The group looked over and saw Shankle was rolling around on top of Cole's breasts. “Shankle!” Scout snapped, “Get down from there!” “Her boobs feel so different compared to yours bubs!” Shankle exclaimed, “Her boobs are so much softer and squishier!” Handyman grabbed a hold of one of Cole's boobs, “Damn! She's right! It's like... dough?” “HEY!” Eddie shouted, “Get your mits off of her!” Scout was curious and grabbed a handful as well, “Wow. Her boobs are fucked up. It's like all of the fat in her chest broke apart and has no structure.” “Oooooohhh!” Cole wailed again. The group could actually see by now that her boobs were rapidly growing again. It was only a cup or two, but breasts at this size meant it grew a couple more inches taller from the ground level. “This is worse than I thought,” Scout began, “Her glands weren't even filled up, she's going to get a lot bigger. We need to move her, NOW!” The group quickly got a cart and worked together to pick up her gigantic breasts and place them onto the cart. It was the type meant to push cargo around with a single person, and it was just enough to get Cole to fit as long as she didn't grow too much bigger. The group used double doors to maneuver her throughout the ship, and time was about to run out before Cole couldn't fit through the doors. Cole breathed erratically as she was trying to control her arousal so that she would still be able to fit through the hallways, but Ocho wasn't helping her concentrate. “You're such a greedy cow!” Ocho mocked her as she walked beside her, “Look at you! You can't even control yourself! Just how much bigger are you going to get!? Aren't you big enough!?” “Ohh,” Cole huffed, “Ohhhh!” Scout snapped at Ocho, “Can you not!?” Ocho pointed, “You're girlfriend is still jumping on top of them!” “Weeee!” Shankle cheered. “Shankle! Cut it out!” Scout snapped. “You can't walk, you can't fight,” Ocho continued to mock, “You don't have arms or legs. You're just a living pair of tits now!” The group finally got Cole into the milking room where there were all sorts of devices designed to arouse hucows and milk them. Currently the other hucows on the ship had the day off, so there was plenty of space to maneuver Cole around on a cart and set her up. They place her on a comfy seat and laid her breasts out in front of her. “These suctions are too small,” Tank pointed out, “Her nipples are like, so freakin' wide!” “Those aren't the nipples,” Doc corrected, “Those are areolas, her nipples are inverted, remember?” “I'll handle this,” Eddie announced as he reached into each of Cole's areolas. With one mighty tug, he pulled out each of her inverted nipples. They are thick and wet, and each were about the length of a forearm. The group attached the largest suctions they could find, even even though could barely fit Cole's colossal nipples. “Eddie, get off the platform,” Ocho ordered, “Let's see how much she weighs.” Cole's seat also kept track of weight for before and after milking sessions. As of now, she was a little over five hundred and fifty pounds, most of which would be assumed to be breast weight. “Damn, over five hundred pounds!” Eddie said out loud, “No wonder why she was so heavy!” “Please!” Cole cried out, “Milk me!” Cole's bust could visibly be seen growing again, and the switch was flipped in hopes that she wouldn't outgrow the device. The tubes began to suck onto her nipples, causing milk to gush out of them, as well as leak out of her exposed areolas. Luckily, the room was set up to gather up all leaks with a tray at the end of the seat she was on. Each suck lasted two seconds, and each time they sucked a full blast of milk was released. “Ohhh yes!” Cole sighed with relief, “I thought I was going to explode!” Ocho looked over one of the giant containers as it was slowly getting filled up, “I wonder how many gallons she's going to... ah shit....” “What's wrong?” Eddie wondered. “Bad milk,” Ocho stated, “Look at it.” The others looked at one of the containers as it was already a quarter full. Normally milk is a white liquid, but Cole's milk was dark yellow and appeared like heavy whipped cream. Shankle pressed her face up against the glass, “That milk doesn't look bad. It looks tasty!” Ocho was agitated, “You can't use this type of milk to fuel a ship! It's too thick! It'll jam everything up!” Scout thought for a moment, “Well, usually milk gets like this when a hucow hasn't been milked for a long period of time. So maybe once Cole goes through a round of milking her consistency will become normal.” “Let's hope,” Ocho shrugged, “Otherwise, not only will she be a useless samurai, she'll also be a useless hucow!” … … … Hours have passed, and the group had left Cole attached to the machine to be milked. But as Ocho was checking up on her, she caught Eddie having sex with Cole. The meathead had his cock between her breasts and was pounding away at them. Bite marks could be seen all over her tits, and ropes of cum laid across her chest. Cole was on her fifth container being filled with thick milk, moaning with ecstasy as Eddie continued to tit-fuck her. The massive breasts waving back and forth, pushing up against Cole's face again and again as sticky jizz got into her hair. Ocho's face turned red with desire and rage as she saw how hard Eddie slammed into Cole with his dick. It wasn't fair, how come he never slammed into HER that hard? Ocho had a hard enough time sharing her boyfriend with someone else, but now it was clear that Cole was out of her league. Eddie pulled his dick out from between Cole's udders and sprayed another load all over her. Ocho was amazing how thick Eddie's loads were after cumming multiple times. He must love Cole's big boobs! “Ohhh Eddie...” Cole sighed as she leaned back, her boobs still relentlessly pumped despite her exhaustion. “Wow! That was amazing!” Eddie chuckled, “You got the best boobs ever! I can't wait to do this every night!” “M...my boobs...” Cole sighed, “Mm...Mooo!” “Damn, I made a mess,” Eddie said as he looked over Cole, “I need to get a towel for you. Hold on!” Eddie tucked his cock back into his pants as he left the area, leaving Cole alone with the snooping Ocho. Once it was clear, Ocho walked into the room and over towards Cole. Cole was so enthralled with being milked that she didn't even notice Ocho standing there. Ocho clenched her teeth as she cupped her own boobs, feeling inferior to Cole's massive tits. “It's not fair,” Ocho thought to herself, “That formula should have been for me! This bitch already had giant boobs! Why did she have to be so greedy!?” Ocho accepted that she had no chance at beating Cole in this sort of game, and as she began to walk away to leave, she looked at the containers full of Cole's milk. And at that moment she developed a sinister plan. She considered the possibility that the chemicals and DNA that caused Cole's boobs to grow rapidly were inside the milk she just produced. It was merely minutes before Cole went from growing huge to being milked. That sort of thing could still be swimming around in the container! Ocho ran over towards the first container and twisted a nozzle on the side. She put her big lips on it and began to chug gulps of milk down her throat. “I don't care how bad it tastes!” Ocho thought, “I'm going to drink every... actually... this tastes pretty good. Like... whipped cream?” Her body is capable of expanding to all sorts of sizes, and if it meant she had to drink an entire container of milk to develop giant boobs, then so be it!