Date: Sat, 14 May 2005 17:04:11 EDT
From: Msmystique68@aol.com
Subject: "Terry's Visit to Mexico" - chapter 11

Rosa slowly stirred from her deep sleep and stretched her arms above her
head as she arched her back and yawned.  She opened her eyes and relaxed
for a moment as she allowed herself to slowly clear her head and wake up.
As she laid there peacefully and pondered what lay ahead for the day she
couldn't help but think back over the last few days and the many promising
events that had occurred recently.  It had been four days since she had
been rewarded by her efforts to get Terry's breasts to lactate, and her
overall plans for Terry had begun to truly materialize.  Four nights ago
Terry's engorged tits finally began to lactate, slowly at first, and only
producing a very small amount of milk, but increasing with every nightly
session until each breast was now producing more than half-a-cup of milk
each.  She was very careful to drain each breast of every drop and then she
would continue to nurse for several more minutes each time in order to
build up a higher demand for the precious fluid.  Although it hadn't
happened yet, she was sure that it would only be a matter of time before
the milk production grew to such proportions that Terry would soon realize
the ultimate changes in her new breasts other than the obvious physical
growth.

Rosa had also begun to tease Terry's body in other ways in order to
completely break her down.  She started to use a larger suction cup on
Terry's nipples that completely covered her newly enlarged areola and was
now transforming the unsuspecting woman's nipples even more.  The effect it
was having on Terry's nipples was amazing.  Her nipples had already been
engorged to almost twice their normal size by the effects of the pump, and
with her ever-growing breasts stretching and expanding to more than two
full cup sizes from their original C-cup, due to the lactation medication,
Terry's areola had also stretched slightly.  They were now more than an
inch and a half in diameter to match the thick nubs of her perpetually
erect nipples that poke out like fingertips from the tops of her
mountainous tits.  The larger suction cup was now making the entire areola
puff up and rise up from the surface flesh of Terry's tits almost half an
inch producing a very noticeable ridge around the entire diameter of her
areola in relation to the rest of her breast.  The effect was astonishing
as Rosa watched with great enthusiasm as Terry's tits became larger and
sexier and even more mouthwatering than she could've ever hoped for.

Rosa was not content with just torturing Terry's chest and had begun to use
the pump on other body parts as well when she noticed how effective it was.
After a little research she began applying it to Terry's clitoris and
relished in the results it was having on that sensitive tip of flesh as
well.  She would uncover Terry's engorged clit and spread a numbing cream
on it before attaching the pump to it for 15-20 minute intervals throughout
the nightly sessions.  After several days the pump was producing similar
effects on Terry's clitoris as it too began to slowly grow and expand
noticeably.  She was sure by the effect it was producing on Terry's
perpetually flowing vagina that the older woman would've been thrashing
about wildly had she not been using the numbing cream beforehand.

One last procedure that Rosa used to condition Terry was to dip her fingers
into her pussy and smear the sleeping woman's lips with her sweet juice in
order to get her accustomed to the taste.  She made sure to smear it
particularly thick on her upper lip, just under her nostrils, so the
sleeping woman would be breathing in Rosa's sweet, pungent odor all night
long.  Rosa hoped that Terry would soon begin to establish a connection
between the erotic sensations her body was experiencing with her scent at
least on an unconscious level.  There was no scientific background to
support any such conclusion, but she hoped that with a little sensory
training Terry would react to her pussy much in the same way Pavlov's dog
drooled when it heard a bell ringing.  She wasn't sure if it would help to
make Terry's submission any easier, but she didn't want to miss out on an
opportunity to gain as much advantage over the unsuspecting woman as she
could.

Rosa finally got out of bed and stopped momentarily to admire herself in
front of her full-length dressing mirror.  She turned and twisted her
youthful body so she could get a good look at her womanly curves at all
angles and she was not disappointed.  Will Terry ever learn to like me she
thought to herself.  I'm young, smart and have a killer body that most
anyone would desire male or female, but will Terry?  She had grown so
attached to Terry over the last few months that becoming both physically
and emotionally involved with the older woman was no longer just a desire,
but a need to her.  Rosa stayed up many long nights thinking about
everything that she has done with Terry and all of the deception, but she
felt confident that if it worked to develop a good, solid relationship
between the two women then the end would more than justify the means.  She
just grew more and more impatient with everyday that passed without a
mutual declaration of their love for one another.  Rosa hoped that she
would not have to wait much longer.

Rosa walked into the bathroom and noticed Terry's light was on so she
peered through the slightly open door and saw Terry reading a book in bed.
She could tell that Terry had been up for a while, especially considering
how restless her sleep has been for the last several weeks.  It was obvious
that Terry was distracted and anxious, as she was every morning, even
though she had stopped taking the Viagra medication since the prescription
ran out several days ago.  Rosa knew about it, but did not do anything
about it because Terry insisted that she not renew the prescription because
she was not convinced that it was working completely.  Rosa decided to let
nature take its course from now on and figured that if necessary she could
always convince Terry that the medication was vital to her improvement and
then get the prescription renewed.  She was pleasantly surprised to see
that Terry's body was so high-strung from all of the sexual teasing that it
was no longer necessary to keep her on the medication any way.

"Good morning," chimed Rosa cheerfully.

"Good morning Rosa!" beamed Terry happily when she saw that her good friend
was finally awake.

"Do you have any plans for today?" asked Rosa.

"No, nothing as of yet," responded Terry.  "I mean its not like I can
really go out any where without anything to wear.  Nothing fits me any
more!  Not even your mother's bras fit my fat chest."

"Well maybe we'll have to do something about that this morning," replied
Rosa confidently.  "Why don't you find something to wear and when I get out
of the shower we'll go into town and find you some new clothes and get you
custom fitted for a bra that fits you properly.  Sound like a plan?"

"Could we?" implored Terry.  "I've just got to do something productive
today.  All I've been doing lately is moping around this house feeling
sorry for myself."

"All right, then it's a plan," said Rosa.  "I'll be ready in a few
minutes."  Rosa smiled broadly and then disappeared inside the bathroom and
started the shower water.

Terry smiled to herself and quickly put the boring book down as she felt
her heart begin to race in anticipation of spending the day shopping with
Rosa.  She couldn't explain it or understand it, but she had grown so close
to the young girl over the last few weeks and she felt herself being slowly
drawn to her like a moth to a flame.  Rosa was so sweet and so innocent and
so caring that Terry truly felt honored to know her and call her a friend.
Regardless of their age difference there was a special connection between
the two women and it seemed to grow stronger each and every day they spent
together.  At first Terry was afraid of her feelings for Rosa because they
seemed so new and so strange to her mainly because they seemed to be more
physical than emotional.  These last several weeks, however, have shown her
that they are more than just feelings of physical attraction, but real,
deep emotional bonds were growing.  Their friendship was one of the
strongest and most rewarding relationships that she had ever experienced
with another person other than her parents.  Especially during this recent
time where her whole world seemed to be turning upside down Rosa has been
there for her and helped her get through it every day.

Terry got up and walked over to her closet and carefully looked through all
of dresses and blouses, but just like every other day she could not find
one that would fit over her massive chest.  The dresses were so tight that
even if she could zip up the back her breasts would be under so much strain
that they would inevitably spill out over the front bodice.  The blouses
were no different because she would not be able to stretch the material
enough in order to button up the front and she even popped many of the
buttons off ruining the blouses that she did attempt to wear.  On the few
occasions that she had ventured out of the house recently she borrowed some
of Carmen's bras and clothes, but even that was no longer an option.  The
only clothes that she still had that even remotely fit her were several
t-shirts, but considering that she could not wear a bra it was nothing
short of obscene for her to go out into public like that.

Terry sat down dejectedly and looked at her reflection in the large vanity
mirror.  How had her life come to this?  Why were these embarrassing things
happening to her?  When were her breasts going to stop growing?  It was
like she was going through puberty all over again!  She pulled open her
robe and let it fall to her waist exposing her massive chest.  Terry's eyes
wandered all over the incredible, new breasts that stared back at her from
her own chest.  She couldn't even recognize them from what they looked like
just a few weeks earlier.  They were huge and round and full and completely
out of place on her demure and innocent body!  The nipples were also
unrecognizable they were so engorged and puffy now.  They seemed to be
perpetually erect and stood out like hard points on the huge mounds of
flesh.  If she hadn't known any better she would've thought that someone
snuck in one night and transplanted these huge new breasts onto her chest
and took her own breasts and threw them away someplace where she'd never
see them again.  And yet despite the strangeness of everything she was
experiencing she was somehow not entirely disgusted by her new appearance.
She found herself staring at her chest for many long periods of time when
she was alone and she was amazed and somewhat pleased with how they changed
her overall appearance.  She had always considered herself to be modestly
attractive, but in a normal almost boring way.  Now, however, she looked at
her reflection in the mirror and saw a beautiful, voluptuous and sexy
woman, someone she had never seen before, and in a strange and unsettling
way she kind of liked her new look.  She absentmindedly raised her hands to
her chest and began to lightly trace her fingertips all around the large
mounds as her eyes glazed over and her mind clouded over.  Terry was so
caught up in her thoughts that she didn't hear the shower turn off or
notice when Rosa walked into her room.

"Couldn't you find anything to wear?" asked Rosa as she stood off to one
side of Terry.

"What?  Oh, no, nothing will fit.  I'm so embarrassed," replied Terry
slightly startled to see Rosa standing beside her wrapped in only a towel.

"Not even any of my mother's things will fit anymore?" asked Rosa.

"Well, no, not really.  At least none of her bras anyway," continued Terry
solemnly.  "I feel kind of weird trying on her clothes without her being
around."

"I told you not to worry about that, didn't I?" explained Rosa.  "I talked
to mother again yesterday and she told me that you were more than welcome
to wear anything of hers that you liked.  She won't be home for another few
days, but I assure you she will tell you the same thing in person when she
gets home."

"Well, still, I just feel like such a burden," said Terry quietly.

"Were you checking yourself just now?" asked Rosa.

"Checking myself?" asked Terry nervously.

"Yes.  Were you checking your breasts to make sure that they aren't hurting
or anything like Dr. Cueva instructed?" asked Rosa.

"Oh, no, I was just thinking for a minute..." replied Terry embarrassed at
the question.

"Terry!  Now you know that you have to check your breasts every few days to
make sure that they aren't having any adverse reactions to the medication,"
scolded Rosa like a concerned mother.  "And I bet you haven't been using
mother's skin cream on them either like she suggested?  Well?  Have you?"

Terry just looked down ashamed to meet Rosa's stare and shook her head.

"What am I going to do with you?  Do I have to do everything?" scolded
Rosa.  "Now just wait here while I go get mother's skin cream and we'll
check your breasts before we do anything else."

Terry watched Rosa turn and stomp out of her room with a determined air
about her.  She then returned her gaze to her reflection, but could not
even look herself in the eyes because she knew that Rosa was right.  All
she did lately was complain and feel sorry for herself because of
everything that was happening to her, but when it came to actually trying
to do something positive about it and try to help her way through it she
always seemed to lack the necessary effort.  That was another thing that
she was grateful to Rosa for because she always seemed to know what to do
whenever she was in one of these funks.  When she heard Rosa's bare feet
padding down the hall she looked up to see her walk through the door and
step up behind her chair holding the bottle of skin moisturizer in one
hand.

"Now do you want to check your breasts or am I going to have to do it for
you?" asked Rosa in a motherly tone.

Terry's embarrassment kept her from speaking up momentarily as her eyes
darted back and forth between the reflection of her naked breasts and
Rosa's stern look.

"Never mind.  I'll just do it," said Rosa sternly as her eyes bore into
Terry's.  "I swear, Terry, sometimes you act like such a little child when
it comes to things like this.  Its for your own well being and yet you
still act like you've some how been completely debilitated by this illness
and you can't do anything for yourself."

"I know.  I'm sorry for being so difficult," apologized Terry as her eyes
dropped and she looked down unable to stare Rosa in the face.

"Its okay.  I understand how confused all of this has made you," continued
Rosa as she squirted a large dollop of lotion into the palm of her hand.
"You know I'm here for you, and I'm glad to help you in any way I can."

"Thank you Rosa," answered Terry as she looked up momentarily.  "I really
do appreciate everything that you've done for me.  I do.  I really do."

"Well, you're very welcome," replied Rosa as she rubbed the lotion between
both of her palms.  "That's what friends are for, right?"

"Yes," said Terry as she watched Rosa lower her hands over her chest and
begin to gently caress her huge breasts and massage the lotion into her
warm skin.

"Now just concentrate on my hands and fingers and let me know if you feel
any pain or discomfort, okay?" instructed Rosa as her skilled hands spread
out and began to cover every inch of Terry's sensitive tits.

"Uh huh," answered Terry as every hair on her body suddenly rose up and
stood on end.

Rosa spread the lotion all over Terry's tits in a very clinical way before
she started to change her technique and thoroughly explore each mound with
her experienced fingers.  She used just her fingertips to trace every inch
of Terry's breast flesh as she traced the large orbs in a circular motion
starting around the outside edges and slowly moving toward the center.
Terry's tits were so large now that Rosa used both hands to explore one
breast at a time and kneaded the warm flesh like fresh bread dough.  She
pinched and squeezed and massaged Terry's right breast until she had
properly covered every pore at least several times, but she carefully
avoided the nipple as she watched it fill with blood and engorge itself
until it was full and pronounced.  The thick, inch-long tip pointed outward
like a stiff eraser and the surrounding areola puffed out and rose up off
of Terry's flesh as if the blood inside was pushing out so forcefully it
was threatening to burst at any minute.

"Any pain yet?" asked Rosa softly as her fingers continued to torture
Terry's breast.

"No pain," mumbled Terry as her eyes were riveted to the magical fingers
that were kneading her breast so wonderfully.

"Then let's check your other breast," replied Rosa matter-of-factly as she
quickly moved her hands to begin massaging Terry's left breast.

Rosa continued to work the soft flesh of Terry's other tit until it too had
been thoroughly examined and probed by her incessant fingers.  She looked
on in awe as both of Terry's tits swelled and grew under her expert touch,
and the nipples stood out fully erect and throbbed with every pulse of her
heartbeat.  Rosa then took just the tips of her index fingers and began to
gently circle each areola while just allowing the edge of her fingers to
rub up against the sides of Terry's pointed nubs without really touching
them directly.  She smiled to herself when she saw Terry's eyes begin to
flutter and she involuntarily arched her back and thrust her tits into her
hands in order to force Rosa to grab and pull on the stiff nubs more
aggressively.

Terry watched Rosa's fingers circle her huge breasts and nipples in the
reflection of the mirror, but was slowly losing her focus as her eyes began
to glaze over as the incredible sensations in her breasts exploded
throughout her chest and began to spread through her body.  Her nipples
were so taught and so stiff that she could actually feel them tighten and
throb as she anticipated Rosa's fingers to move closer and finally hold
them firmly in their grasp.  After several more torturous minutes, and just
when Terry didn't think she could stand it anymore, she gasped loudly when
she felt Rosa's fingertips encircle both turgid nipples and pull on them
ever so gently.  Her eyes opened wide, and looked on to confirm what she
had felt, and saw her nipples being pulled and twisted in between Rosa's
incredible fingers.  Terry's mouth fell open and allowed another loud gasp
to escape as her nipples sent powerful electrical shocks throughout her
heated flesh.

"Does this hurt, Terry?" asked Rosa softly as she leaned over and whispered
into Terry's ear.

Terry's glazed eyes closed halfway as she struggled to look away from her
chest and meet Rosa's eyes.

"Should I stop?  Is this hurting you, Terry?" prodded Rosa as her
fingertips continued to pull and twist the hardened points.

"No...please...no pain..." Terry managed to gasp.

Rosa smiled knowingly and then began to firmly grasp each engorged nipple
and pull on it forcibly stretching it more and more with each pull.  She
continued to milk Terry's nipples like this for several minutes until she
was pulling her entire tits up off of her chest and stretching them
obscenely.

"Why don't you stand up so I can finish putting on this lotion?" prodded
Rosa as she continued to assault Terry's tits.

Terry blindly obeyed Rosa's voice even though it was probably on a more
unconscious level because she was quickly becoming consumed by the building
orgasm that her breasts were generating.  She shakily stood up and swayed
back and forth in front of the small vanity table as Rosa now grabbed both
huge breasts and began milking them from their wide base all the way up to
the burning tips of her nipples.

"Why don't we lose this robe," whispered Rosa as she removed her hands from
Terry's swollen tits just long enough to loosen the drawstring around her
waste and allow Terry's robe to fall to the floor.

Rosa deftly loosened her towel and allowed it to fall off before she
reattached her hands to Terry's amazing tits and continue the exquisite
massage.  She took another step forward and pressed her now naked tits into
Terry's back and began to lightly drag her own hardened nipples across the
older woman's back.  Rosa felt Terry stiffen slightly when they first made
contact, but then she could feel Terry lean back somewhat in order to
maintain the contact.

"Lean forward, Terry," instructed Rosa softly.  "Put your hands on the
table and lean forward."

Terry did as she was instructed and bent over slightly at the waist so she
could reach the table and support herself.  Rosa quickly pushed aside the
chair and then gently grabbed Terry's hips and pulled them back until Terry
took two small steps backward.  This forced Terry to lean over even more
and thrust her ass upward slightly as her back arched in an effort to
maintain her grip on the table.  Rosa looked down appreciatively to see
that Terry was wearing a silk thong that disappeared in between her firm
ass cheeks.  She grabbed the bottle of lotion and poured another generous
amount of cream onto her palm before she rubbed her hands together to cover
both of her hands thoroughly.  Rosa then reached around Terry's waist and
placed both hands on her lower rib cage before she began to slowly glide
her hands up and over Terry's hanging tits.  She made sure she spread the
lotion all over Terry's tits as well as her abdomen and eventually her
sides all the way up to her armpits.  Rosa stroked Terry's entire upper
body with both of her slick hands until every inch of her torso was covered
with the delicious cream.  All the while Rosa had stepped closer until her
pelvis was firmly pressed into Terry's fleshy ass, and she made sure that
her own tits maintained contact with Terry's sensitive back and rubbed her
all over.

Terry could barely keep her eyes open, but what she saw only caused her
breathing to become more and more labored as Rosa's incredible hands
continued to knead and massage her tender flesh.  Bent over like she was
caused her huge breasts to hang down and sway in front of her as Rosa's
hands rubbed her all over.  She watched in awe as Rosa's hands slowly
glided up her tummy and under her pendulous breasts until they were fully
engulfed by the long, slender fingers of her young friend.  They squeezed
and milked the hanging flesh like she was a cow out on a farm getting
milked, and she could not tear her eyes away it was so hypnotic.  She could
feel the sharp, almost painful spikes of electricity shooting through her
chest every time she watched Rosa's fingers grasp her nipples firmly and
pull and twist them until her hanging flesh stretched further than she ever
thought possible.  She felt like Rosa was fully expecting her breasts to
start squirting milk from the incessant milking action she was repeating
over and over.

Rosa could smell Terry's arousal and looked down to see the front pouch of
her thong was soaked through and through with her secretions.  She wanted
to continue her assault on Terry's luscious tits, but she also knew that
they had some shopping to do and there would be plenty of other
opportunities to touch and fondle Terry's incredible body.  It was becoming
increasingly easier as each day passed and Terry's resistance diminished.

"There, that should be enough lotion for now," remarked Rosa calmly as she
pulled back and removed her hands from Terry's swollen tits.  "Mother says
you should be using this lotion every day to ensure that your skin stays
taught and smooth.  Remember that as soon as you get over this illness, and
you don't have to take that medication any more, your breasts should
eventually return to their normal size and shape.  And when they do your
skin had better be in good condition so that you don't get any stretch
marks and nothing sags or anything."

Terry just managed to look up into her reflection and tried to remember
what her breasts used to look like, but it was a futile effort for her
clouded mind.

"Now let's see if we can find you something to wear into town," continued
Rosa as she turned and walked over to Terry's closet and began to sift
through her clothes.  "Hmmmm, well what about this dress?"

Terry was slowly regaining her composure and turned around to see what
dress Rosa was referring to and nearly froze when she saw her holding up
the skintight, black mini-dress that she bought just a couple of weeks ago.
Her eyes grew wide and her jaw dropped slightly at just the thought of
trying to squeeze her huge chest into the already tight bodice that clung
to her like a second skin.

"This dress should still fit you Terry," said Rosa confidently.  "This
material is specifically designed to stretch and mold to your body."

"No, I couldn't possibly fit into that little dress any more," responded
Terry emphatically.  "I'm sure of it."

"No, I think you're wrong," countered Rosa quickly.  "Here, why don't you
try it on and we'll see for sure."

Rosa removed the hangar and held the dress up for Terry as she walked over
to where she was still standing near the vanity table.  She got down on one
knee and held the dress open for Terry to step into, and then Rosa slowly
stood up and pulled the tight dress up Terry's legs, up and over her hips
and then paused momentarily when she reached her chest.  Rosa adjusted the
dress slightly before she got a firmer grip and pulled the bodice out and
away from Terry's body in an effort to pull the dress up and over her
jutting tits in one smooth motion.  It took a little more effort, but Rosa
finally managed to pull the dress up high enough to fully cover Terry's
huge tits.  She then slipped Terry's arms through the thin spaghetti straps
and pulled and adjusted the dress in order to make it fit a little more
comfortably.  Rosa would firmly grip both of Terry's tits and mold them
like soft clay as she repositioned them under the sheer material.  She
boldly reached into the now plunging neckline to maneuver each large mound
and then smooth her slender hands all over the fabric covered skin under
the pretense that it was necessary in order to get her huge chest to fit
into the dress properly.  Rosa did not forget about Terry's steel-like
pointed nipples and brushed and tweaked them repeatedly with her teasing
fingers.  The result was astonishing and Rosa had to hold her tongue
because Terry looked amazing.  The dress did in fact stretch sufficiently
to comfortably cover Terry's enlarged tits, but it was not without a price
because it caused the rest of the dress to ride up several inches higher on
Terry's thighs.  The result being that the hem now only reached an inch or
so below Terry's pussy and the bottom swell of her ass.  There would be no
way that Terry would be able to bend or lean over in the slightest without
showing off her most private areas.

"There.  You see?  What did I tell you?" said Rosa as she completed her
adjustments of the dress.  "It still fits you just fine."

Terry turned around and saw her reflection in the floor-length dressing
mirror on the other side of the room and almost fainted.  The dress was so
tight and clung so perfectly to every curve that it looked painted on.  Her
breasts looked totally exposed by the form fitting material and now showed
a cavernous amount of cleavage.  It was stretched so perfectly taught
against her chest that her painfully stiff nipples and puffed out areola
were well defined and plainly visible.  The round fullness of her huge
breasts, the slight ridge of her engorged areola and the long pointed tips
of her nipples were clearly on display for anyone to see.  Although the
dress was stretched very tightly to her body Terry was amazed at how
comfortable the fabric was and it did not feel constricting or
uncomfortable at all.  She may as well be naked, she thought to herself,
because there was very little left of her luscious body that wasn't clearly
outlined.

"Oh my god!  Rosa, I couldn't possibly wear this thing out in public!"
exclaimed Terry.

"Why not?  I think you look beautiful in it," countered Rosa quickly.  "And
besides I don't think you've worn this dress one time since I bought it for
you a couple of weeks ago."

"But Rosa, look at me!  I may as well be naked!" complained Terry
nervously.

"Oh, don't be such a prude Terry!  Admit it, you have a very hot body and
you just look damn good in that dress," chided Rosa.  "And besides I don't
think you have too much of a choice if you're ever going to leave this
house again."

"Rosa, I can't!  I just can't!" continued Terry emphatically.

"Yes you can!  And you will!" commanded Rosa sternly as she picked up a
pair of 4" black stilettos and knelt down and slipped them onto Terry's
feet.  "You really shouldn't be all that worried about it because you'll
only probably be seen by a few people, at best, as you walk from the car
into the shop anyway.  And then, if you want to, you can always wear
something home that we buy in the store while we're there.  So relax!"

Terry couldn't take her eyes off of the reflection of the voluptuous,
semi-nude, sex bomb, cartoon caricature of a woman that stood where she
thought she would see herself.  She couldn't close her jaw that appeared to
be ready to hit the floor at any moment.  Terry just could not believe that
Rosa was actually going to make her go out into public dressed the way she
was.

"Now I'm going to go put on some clothes and we'll be ready to go," said
Rosa as she finished strapping on Terry's stilettos and stood up.  "Terry,
you look fine.  In fact, more than fine, you look amazing."

Rosa caressed Terry's arms reassuringly before she turned and walked into
the adjoining bathroom and disappeared into her own room.

Terry just continued to stare blankly at her reflection for another few
moments before she finally broke out of the shock-induced trance and really
began to look herself over.  Was she really 'amazing'?  Did Rosa really
think she looked that good or was she just trying to make her feel better
so she'd go outside?  Oh my God, I can see every bump and curve of my
breasts and nipples!  I just look like a slut!  And my ass!  You can almost
see the bottom of my ass!  OH MY GOD!

"Okay, I'm ready!  Let's get going!" exclaimed Rosa cheerfully as she
re-entered Terry's room now dressed in very tight short-shorts and an
equally tight tank top.

Rosa walked over and grabbed Terry's hand and yanked her away from the
mirror and out of the room.  She literally had to drag Terry out of the
house and push her into the car before they were able to get going.  Terry
sat nervously in the car and didn't say a single word for the entire 20
minutes it took to drive into town.  Rosa suppressed a smile as they pulled
up to where the clothing boutique was, but she had to continue further down
the street because all of the parking spaces in front of the shop were
taken.  Rosa peered over at Terry and could see her nervousness growing
rapidly the further they drove away from the boutique.  Rosa finally came
across an empty space, almost two blocks away from the boutique, and parked
the car.  Rosa got out of the car and walked around to the front and looked
over to see Terry still sitting inside and not making any move to get out.
Rosa then put her hands on her hips and walked over to the passenger door
and opened it.

"Terry, what are you waiting for?" asked Rosa.

"I, I, I can't go out there.  There's too many people," stammered Terry
nervously.

"What are you talking about?  There's hardly anyone out here right now,"
assured Rosa calmly as she looked around at the other people walking up and
down the sidewalk.  "It's only 10:00 in the morning.  The real crowds won't
be here until later in the afternoon."

Terry's eyes quickly surveyed the street and took notice that although Rosa
was correct, and there were no large throngs of people milling about, there
were still a large number and not just a handful like Rosa would like her
to believe.  In fact even a handful of people seeing her in that dress
would be too many as far as Terry was concerned and considering how far
they would have to walk to even get to the boutique and get off of the
street was much, way too much further than the 10 feet that she had been
willing to accept earlier.

"It's still too far.  Can't we drive back around and wait for one of the
parking spaces in front of the shop to open up?" pleaded Terry.

"No we can not.  Terry!  This is silly," admonished Rosa.  "No one is going
to care what you're wearing.  They will all be too busy window-shopping or
whatever to even notice you probably.  So why don't you just get out of the
car and start walking down the street, like a normal person, before I have
to grab you and drag you down there and then I'm sure everyone would stop
and take notice!"

"You wouldn't dare!" exclaimed Terry quickly as she looked up at Rosa with
a sudden look of fear in her eyes.

"I would.  In fact I just might have to bend you over my knee and spank
your little bottom for being such a brat over all of this," retorted Rosa
sternly as she crossed her arms and stared back at Terry defiantly.

Terry's jaw dropped noticeably and the look of fear spread across her whole
face as she considered the truthfulness of Rosa's threat.

"Well?  What's it going to be Terry?" demanded Rosa as she tapped her foot.
"Are you going to act your age and come with me to go buy some new clothes
or am I going to have to make a spectacle of you in front of this toy
store?"

Terry quickly looked over and noticed that they were parked directly in
front of a popular toy store with large glass windows where a dozen or more
people were standing and looking inside at the various displays.  One quick
look showed that most of the crowd was mothers with their children.  Lot's
of children.  Too many children.  She nervously turned her attention back
to Rosa and looked up to see a stern and serious look on her face as she
stood there waiting impatiently for her response.

"I, I, okay, OKAY!  I'm coming!" spat Terry reluctantly as she resigned
herself to whatever embarrassment she was about to experience.  "I knew I
should've just stayed home today!"

Rosa smiled broadly at her victory and stepped back to allow Terry to get
out of the car.  She watched eagerly as the older woman attempted to get
out of the car as discreetly as possible, but failed miserably as the short
dress immediately rode up on her thighs until her entire crotch and panties
were fully displayed.  Terry stood up awkwardly on the high heels and then
reached down quickly to pull the hem of the dress back down until it
covered as much as it would possibly cover.  Rosa closed the door quickly,
as if to ensure that there was no going back now for Terry, and then turned
and started walking down the sidewalk.  Terry nervously jumped forward and
ran several short, quick steps to catch up to Rosa and then attempted to
walk at a normal pace and blend in with everyone else as naturally as she
could.

Rosa was straining to keep herself from doubling over in laughter at how
uneasy Terry was and how obvious her nervousness was building with every
step they took.  She made a special point to purposefully stop at several
shops to look at the window displays, for many minutes at a time, annoying
and toying with Terry even further.  She could see that unlike her original
assessment that no one would even notice Terry almost every head they
passed turned and strained to take in all of Terry's incredible body as it
was so lewdly on display.  The high heels caused her tits to bounce up and
down on her chest almost as much as though she were jumping up and down on
a trampoline.  The thin spaghetti straps did nothing at all to help contain
the gargantuan mounds as they wobbled freely beneath the sheer fabric and
threatened to jump out all together.  The constant rubbing of her nipples
against the material was torturing them beyond description and caused the
diamond-hard tips to threaten to tear through the sheer top at any given
moment.  The hem of the dress was also slowly inching higher and higher
with every step, and Terry attempted to pull it back down into place as
discreetly as possible, but that was impossible because just about every
eye on the street was on her ass the entire two blocks they walked to reach
the clothing shop.  Terry actually picked up her pace and almost ran the
last 20 feet or so and quickly pulled open the door and ducked inside.
Rosa laughed to herself again and then followed her inside the shop.

"Oh my God!  I can't believe we made it!  I thought for sure we'd never
make it here!" gasped Terry as she leaned back against the wall and
breathed heavily.

"Oh, Terry, it wasn't that bad.  I don't think anyone even noticed you,"
said Rosa lying through her teeth.

"Do you think so?" asked Terry nervously as she slowly began to calm down
and compose herself again.

"Did you hear anyone make any comments?" asked Rosa confidently fully
knowing that most everyone was probably so shocked at the sight of seeing
Terry that they were unable to say anything if they wanted to.

"Well, no, actually.  I didn't," pondered Terry quickly.

"There, now do you finally believe me?  You're such a worry-wart I swear!"
said Rosa.

"Whew!  Well, now that we're here maybe I can find something that I can
wear and get out of this thing as quickly as possible," responded an
exasperated and relieved Terry.

"Uh, excuse me, but can I help you?" asked Esmerelda the owner of the small
boutique as she came out from behind a set of curtains leading to the rear
of the shop.

"Oh, yes, we are here to buy some clothes," answered Terry.

"Well, I'm sorry, but we don't open for normal business until noon,"
responded Esmerelda coolly as she looked over the two women carefully.

"Oh, uh, but the door was open so we just thought..." stammered Terry
nervously.

"I'm sorry about that, but I must've just forgot to re-lock it when I came
in this morning," said Esmerelda.

"What time is it now?  Isn't it almost noon now?" asked Terry wishfully.

"No, I'm sorry, its only 10:20," answered Esmerelda as she looked at her
watch.

"Oh, well, then, uh, could we just hang out in here at least until you do
open?  We promise not to bother you or do any shopping until you open,"
pleaded Terry.

"No, I'm afraid not.  I'm rather busy at the moment and I would prefer not
to have anyone in the shop while I'm working.  I'm sorry," said Esmerelda
firmly as she motioned her arm towards the door.

"But, but, we, I can't..." stuttered Terry.

"Terry, get a grip, would you?  You're starting to embarrass me,"
interrupted Rosa quickly as she turned towards Esmerelda and motioned for
her to walk with her.  "Could I talk to you for just a moment, please?"

"Um, sure," relented Esmerelda as she followed Rosa a few steps over to the
front counter.

"I'm so sorry we really didn't mean to barge in on you like this, Esmerelda
is it?" asked Rosa in her sweetest voice.  "This is your shop, you're the
owner?"

"Yes.  Yes, that's right," answered Esmerelda proudly.  "You've been here
before I trust?"

"Oh, yes, of course.  We love this place!  So many wonderful, one-of-a-kind
items!" gushed Rosa.  "I'm surprised you don't recognize your beautiful
dress that Terry is wearing.  We bought it just a couple of weeks ago."

"Oh, yes, now I remember and you bought that delicious little leather
ensemble as I recall," answered Esmerelda as her memory replayed the events
of that day and her eyes roamed freely over Rosa's supple curves.

"Yes, that's right!  Well, we were in need of a few items and we thought
we'd take you up on your offer to personally advise us and custom fit our
choices if that would be possible," explained Rosa coyly.

"Hmmppff, of all the days," muttered Esmerelda as she pondered the
possibilities.

"Is there anything wrong?  Do you still offer personalized service?"
prodded Rosa innocently.

"Oh, yes, very much so and I would like nothing more than to perform that
service for you and your friend, however," explained Esmerelda reluctantly.
"I am already involved with one such service with another customer in the
rear of the shop and I'm afraid..."

"Oh, I see.  Would there be any problem servicing all three of us this
morning?" asked Rosa pointedly and smiling wickedly.

"No, no I'm afraid that would be out of the question," replied Esmerelda
with a wry smile.  "She, uh, is a 'new' customer and I don't think she
would be very amenable to have an audience."

"Hmmmm, that's unfortunate because my friend is so very worried about her
wardrobe.  She has been chomping at the bit all week to come back here and
I just don't think she will be able to wait another hour or two," explained
Rosa.  "Although there was another dress shop that we passed on the way
here.  I guess we could just go there and then maybe come back here later
this afternoon if we're still in the mood for more 'shopping'."

Esmerelda looked back and forth between Rosa and Terry while she quickly
pondered her options.  She did have a customer in the back, just as she
told Rosa, and she could not risk jeopardizing herself and upsetting her
client.  At the same token she was having a difficult time turning down the
chance to get intimate with these two gorgeous women and she knew from
their previous visit that it could be very interesting for all involved.
And lastly the business side of her brain was chiming in and telling her
that it would be a mistake to lose these two potentially good paying
customers to her competitor down the street.  At last she came to a
suitable compromise in her head and she decided to see how it would be
accepted by the young girl.

"Hmmmm, well, I've thought things over a little and I think I've come up
with a solution that could be agreeable to all parties involved," explained
Esmerelda carefully.  "I cannot abandon my previous client, considering
that the 'fitting' has already begun, and I do not want to risk any
embarrassment by introducing any other customers into the session.  It
could become an uncomfortable situation."

Rosa just nodded her head and listened carefully to Esmerelda's proposal.

"However, I do not feel comfortable sending away two very loyal customers
without at least affording them the chance to purchase some of my
admittedly very unique and reasonably priced items which I'm sure you would
be hard pressed to find anything comparable at any other boutique,"
continued Esmerelda.  "I don't see why I couldn't allow you to browse
through my shop unattended and try on whatever clothes and accessories that
you like while I tend to my other client and my first priority."

"That is a wonderful suggestion!  We were so looking forward to your
personalized consultation, but I'm sure that we could manage on our own
this morning considering your previous appointment," said Rosa.  "And I
suppose we could always make additional arrangements for some custom
tailoring, at another time, when we could receive your undivided
attention."

"My thoughts exactly!" concurred Esmerelda.  "I do have just one request,
however, that you confine your actual 'fitting' activities in the large
changing room on the other side of the shop.  That way we shouldn't
interfere with one another's concentration."

"We can do that easily enough," replied Rosa.

"That room is equipped with a monitoring device so I would be able to look
back later and check out the fit of any of the items that you two might try
on," continued Esmerelda.  "That way I could better assist you during
subsequent visits and have a better idea as to what styles and tastes you
might like for future purchases."

"That shouldn't be a problem at all, and I will be sure to make sure that
you get a good view of everything that we do back there so you can better
serve us during our next visit," agreed Rosa.

"Well, then, I guess everything should work out just fine," said Esmerelda
as she walked over and locked the front door.

"I do have one question, however, before you leave us," added Rosa quickly.

"Yes?" asked Esmerelda.

"Terry, my friend, is in dire need of quality support for her rather large
breasts as I'm sure you would agree," explained Rosa.  "I'm not sure she is
necessarily interested in a conventional bra, per se, so I was wondering if
you could make any suggestions?"

"Hmmmm, she is rather well endowed, isn't she?  What is she a DD-cup?"
asked Esmerelda.

"No, actually I think she is closing in on an E-cup at this point," guessed
Rosa.  "And as you can see she thoroughly enjoys showing off her body
especially her breasts so it would have to be something that doesn't
'confine' her, if you know what I mean."

"Hmmmm, hmmmm, hmmmmmmmm..." thought Esmerelda as she looked over Terry's
ample tits with a discerning eye.  "Well, I don't have too much of a
selection of anything in that size regardless, buuuuuuut... Does she enjoy
latex apparel?"

"Latex?  Um, well, no, I don't believe she has ever considered latex
apparel before," answered Rosa with interest at the possibilities.

"That is what I would suggest then.  I carry a rather good line of latex
apparel and accessories, and I'm sure you should find several items there
that would perform nicely for her unusual needs," said Esmerelda
confidently.

"That sounds perfect, thank you!" said Rosa.

"Good.  Then if you don't have any more questions I really must get back to
my other client," said Esmerelda.  "Enjoy yourselves!"

"Thank you and we will!" replied Rosa enthusiastically as she watched
Esmerelda walk away and disappear into the rear of the shop.

Terry looked up as soon as she saw Esmerelda walk away and she hurried over
to Rosa to find out what, if any, arrangements she was able to make with
the shop owner.

"Well?  What happened?  Can we stay and get some things?  Did she tell us
to leave?" implored Terry anxiously.  "What did she say?  What did she
say?!"

"Everything is fine.  She agreed to let us stay and do our shopping as long
as we don't interrupt her work in the back," explained Rosa calmly.

"Oh thank God!  I was terrified that she was going to make us leave and
come back later and then I was going to have to go outside dressed like
this again!" replied Terry with great relief.

"All right, now that that's resolved, let's see what we can find that you
will go out in public in," said Rosa.

For the next 20 minutes both women perused through the many racks of
beautiful clothes and pulled out item after item and argued over whether or
not it was suitable for Terry to wear.  Most of the items that Terry
selected were immediately dismissed by Rosa because of their conservative
style, and just about every item Rosa picked out were in turn flatly
rejected by Terry for reasons of decency and humiliation.  Terry, however,
lost many of the arguments and most of the items that they eventually
settled on were of Rosa's choosing.  It was, however, when they made their
way over to the latex apparel section that they had their most interesting
discussions.  While Rosa was not very familiar with latex and how it fit or
what styles would be available, Terry had never even been aware that
anything like latex clothing even existed.  In a way they were both looking
through the choices with a blind eye, but Rosa did manage to find some very
interesting items in the intimate apparel section including a few bras or
what might pass for bras.  They both gathered up all of the clothes that
they had picked out up until that point and headed over to the large
changing room to start trying on a few of the items.

Terry wanted to try on some of the bras they found first so without any
hesitation she peeled herself out of the black mini-dress and picked up the
first bra that was a black silk half-bra.  At least that's what it looked
like when Terry tried to stuff her huge tits into it.  It fit well enough,
but the cups barely covered her pointed nipples.  Terry was unsure of it,
but Rosa gave it her 'thumbs-up' approval.  She then removed that bra and
continued to try on several others that ranged from lace to leather and
even one that appeared to be nothing more than tightly woven fish netting.
Terry didn't even bother to put that one on and tossed it aside much to
Rosa's disappointment.  Most of the bras fit her ample tits, but the
question of how well they covered up her constantly erect nipples became
the real issue.  After all of them were considered it became apparent that
none of the bras, with the exception of the leather one, could do a very
good job of concealing the pointed tips so they picked out two of the their
favorites and put them aside.  Then Rosa pulled out several of the latex
bras and handed them to Terry to try on next.

"This is a bra?" asked Terry questioningly as she held up the rubber
garment.  "How does it go on?"

"Here let me help you," said Rosa as she took the garment from Terry and
untangled it so it could be put on properly.  "Hold out your arms."

Rosa held the arm loops open for Terry to slip her arms through and then
she slid the garment up onto her torso.  She positioned the material on and
around Terry's breasts and chest and then walked around behind her to clasp
it together.  Instead of a clasp or hooks there was a plastic zipper that
Rosa was finally able to attach and then zip up all the way up Terry's
back.  The garment was basically a sleeveless shirt that was cut similarly
to a sports bra, but instead of having shoulder straps the material
gathered up around Terry's neck to form a collar of sorts.  The rubber
encircled her shoulder blades without covering much of Terry's back or
restricting her arm movements at all.  A band came around under her armpits
and wrapped around Terry's rib cage just under the bottom swell of her
breasts to form the basic support for her huge mammaries.  The material did
not cover Terry's chest, but instead formed a sort of sleeve that wrapped
tightly around the base of her breasts and held them up and pressed them
firmly together creating an incredibly deep and tight valley of cleavage.

Rosa stepped around to Terry's front again and began to pull and stretch
the sleeve of rubber that enveloped her huge tits until it was fitted more
comfortably and Terry's breasts were held up and positioned more naturally.
The effectiveness of the garment was twofold.  It not only held Terry's
heavy tits securely and supported them effectively, but it also squeezed
the firm flesh together to produce a very erotic sight of the older woman's
breasts being compressed and formed into one large bosom.  The overall look
of the garment added to the eroticism because it gave Terry the look of
dominatrix or at least someone involved in the BDSM lifestyle.  Rosa liked
how it molded Terry's tits and immediately sang her praises of the garment.

"Wow!  Now that looks fantastic on you!" pronounced Rosa proudly.

Terry turned to look at herself in the full-length mirror and gasped at her
reflection.  It appeared to her that she was wearing some kind of
sleeveless rubber shirt that had been cut open across the chest allowing
her breasts to be pushed through the tight opening.  The rubber material
itself was surprisingly comfortable and although it was slightly tight
around her protruding breasts the smooth latex was cool against her skin
and she actually liked how it felt.  Terry took a few steps towards the
mirror as her eyes traveled across every curve of her chest and the rubber
encasing it so tightly.  It was painfully obvious that this garment was not
intended to be used as a brassiere, but it did give her chest plenty of
support and fit fairly comfortably as well.

"Rosa?!  What is this thing?!" complained Terry nervously as she continue
to eye her bulging chest.  "This is not a bra!"

"Are you sure?  It looks like it's doing a pretty good job of holding up
your chest to me," responded Rosa calmly as her eyes drank in Terry's sexy
new look.

"This thing doesn't even cover my, my...nipples!" retorted Terry
emphatically as she stared at her engorged nipples.  "And look how it
squeezes my breasts together.  This just will not do at all!"

"Oh, Terry, you just don't have any fashion sense at all do you?"
challenged Rosa.

"What kind of sense does it take to realize that this thing is just, well,
obscene?!" responded Terry strongly.

"But nobody's going to see it because its going to be beneath a blouse or
dress or sweater or whatever, isn't it?" continued Rosa.  "So who cares
what it looks like as long as it does the job, am I right?"

Rosa stepped up behind Terry and reached around her torso to brazenly heft
both of Terry's tits with her hands as she appeared to be testing the
garment's effectiveness.  She lightly squeezed each tit and then allowed
her fingers to lightly trace all around the bulging flesh and dipped a
finger into the deep cleavage and dragged it up and down the valley
teasingly.

"But Rosa!  I just couldn't...It's just too...I, I..." stammered Terry
trying to refute Rosa's strange logic.

"Well, let's take this one off and put it off to the side for now and let's
see what this other one looks like," interrupted Rosa as she pulled her
hands away and undid the zipper in back.

Terry watched Rosa pull the rubber garment off of her chest and allowed her
to fit the next brassiere onto her chest like a mannequin detached from the
whole experience.  She watched as Rosa adjusted and pulled and squished and
molded her heavy breasts like she was a clay model as her young friend
fitted the new latex garment onto her torso.  When Rosa was finished and
stepped aside her eyes widened again when she saw her new look.  This new
bra basically looked and fit exactly like any sports bra except for the
most obvious difference that there were no cups to cover her jutting
breasts.  Instead her huge mounds were squeezed through two rubber sleeves
that encased just an inch or two of the base of her breasts and allowed the
majority of the flesh to bulge out lewdly.  The sleeves fit very snugly
around her breasts and although it did hold up and support her bosom
effectively the majority of her mounds were thrust up and off of her chest
creating a very erotic and strangely arousing sight to Terry's confused
mind.  Her breasts bulged and swelled under the pressure and her throbbing
nipples appeared to be pulsating under the strain.  The sleeves were
separated slightly which also pushed her breasts slightly apart and
actually made her chest expand and widen beyond the actual width of her
upper torso.

Rosa stepped around the silent woman and looked over her shoulder at the
incredible reflection of Terry's bulging breasts and found her eyes riveted
to the sexy display of flesh.  She was amazed at how transformed Terry
became from just wearing the simple garment because it was such a dramatic
difference from anything she had ever seen on the conservative woman
before.  Terry's tits simply ached for attention and as they swelled
noticeably they appeared to be ready to burst from the added pressure from
the snug rubber sleeves encasing them.  Without asking or waiting for any
response from the obviously stunned woman, Rosa reached around again and
gently cupped and caressed the bulging flesh testing its weight and
firmness.  She lightly gripped each tit and gently twisted her slender
fingers around their swollen mass as if she was checking their shape and
firmness.  After several minutes of this tender touching Rosa slid her
hands around to the very tips of Terry's mounds and captured both engorged
nipples in between her long fingers.  She stroked the long nubs back and
forth in the tight crevice of her soft fingers, and then clamped her
fingers closed and she began to twist her hands slightly and turn the
straining nipples like they were trapped in pliers.  When Rosa looked up at
Terry's expression she could see the lust building within her as her jaw
dropped slightly and her eyes remained riveted to the fingers toying with
her diamond-hard nipples.

"What do you think about this bra, Terry?  You can't tell me that it
doesn't lift and hold your large breasts better than anything we've tried
up until now," prodded Rosa softly into Terry's ear without allowing her to
respond.  "Don't you just love the way this one makes your breasts look?
They look so firm and so big and powerful and sexy, don't you think?  I
never realized just how beautiful your breasts were until now.  They really
are something to behold, don't you agree, Terry?"

Terry's eyes were boring holes into the amazing hands that were teasing and
twisting her swollen nipples so incredibly.  Her ears heard Rosa's voice,
but her mind could not register a response as it became overloaded by the
sexual stimuli that were now bombarding it hopelessly.

"Then it's settled, we're getting this one for sure!" commanded Rosa softly
as she tweaked Terry's nipples one last time before reluctantly removing
her hands from her heaving chest.  "Why don't we try on the matching
underwear?"

Terry could only stand and watch as Rosa bent down behind her and slipped
her fingers into the waistband of her own panties and quickly slid them
down and off of her long legs.  She saw Rosa pick up what looked like a
thong, also made of latex, and carefully lifted one foot at a time and
slipped them onto her legs.  With one smooth motion Rosa lifted the thong
up Terry's legs and then over her buttocks where she stretched the rubber
until it rested on top of her hips securely.  Terry could see and feel
everything that Rosa was doing, but she was powerless to assist her or move
in any way as Rosa adjusted and positioned the garment in and around her
crotch and ass.  Rosa even pushed her legs apart several inches so she
could have better access to her crotch and adjust the rubber material until
it covered her now dripping vagina.  The slick feeling of the cool rubber
sliding along the slick folds of her swelling labia was indescribable and
she gasped when Rosa repeatedly tugged on the material pulling it tightly
into the crevice of her firm ass cheeks.  As a final check for a proper
fit, she felt Rosa reach between her spread legs and trace her slender
fingers from the front pouch of the thong all the way along her sensitive
slit and through the deep cleavage of her quivering ass pressing the rubber
material firmly into her heated flesh.

"How does that feel?  Does it fit all right?" asked Rosa pointedly as she
peered around Terry's hip and gently placed her hands on the older woman's
thighs.

Terry was slowly falling under Rosa's spell again as her body reacted to
her subtle touch and the exquisite sensation of the rubber against her
swelling labia.  Her rational thoughts of propriety were quickly being
forced into her subconscious mind while her basic motor functions seemed to
be working on auto pilot as she just stood there like a statue and
helplessly looked on as Rosa played with her body and mind so perfectly.
She could barely register the incredibly sexy images that she saw standing
in the reflection in front of her.  Terry knew it was her standing there
practically naked and firmly encased in rubber, but she could not react to
the image other than to continue to become more sexually charged by it and
the constant caresses that Rosa's skilled hands were administering to
overly exposed skin.  Her breasts were bulging and straining and aching
like they never had before and she thought for sure that they would explode
before much longer under the pressure of the skin-tight, rubber harness
they were now encased in.

"Well, I think it looks great on you so why don't we get the matching set,
okay?" continued Rosa as if she knew that Terry was in agreement even
though she had not answered.  "And now that we've found the proper under
garments let's try on some of these other things as well."

Terry remained frozen and could only watch helplessly as Rosa pulled and
adjusted and fitted and molded one blouse after another onto her upper
body.  There were silk blouses, satin halter-tops, tight cashmere sweaters
and various pull-over tops that all fit her torso like a second skin and
molded to her thrusting breasts like paint.  They all shared one common
characteristic of showcasing Terry's huge chest to perfection, whether it
was because her nipples were prominently displayed through the thin, tight
material or because cavernous amounts of cleavage was so lewdly exposed.
Regardless Terry's mind was spinning further and further out of control as
she became bombarded with the incredibly sexy images of her voluptuous body
being primped and molded into such exotic and erotic clothing.

Rosa made every attempt to squeeze and fondle Terry's swollen tits whenever
she presented another top for the stunned woman to try on.  She completely
ignored the fact that Terry wasn't even really responding to her questions
or comments about one blouse to the next and she just continued to play
dress up with the older woman like she was her own life-size Barbie doll.
Rosa made sure to pay special attention to Terry's throbbing nipples and
never missed an opportunity to brush them incessantly with whatever
stimulating material she was holding.  She had to suppress a laugh several
times when Terry would gasp openly and her chest would jump from a
particularly sensitive pinch.

After many tops were fitted and chosen, Rosa then began to fit Terry with
various skirts, shorts and dresses.  As before all of the choices were form
fitting and short, very short, when it came to their overall style and
design.  She left Terry topless, other than the latex harness, while she
fitted the many bottoms over her quivering ass and shaking thighs.  Several
times Rosa had to reach up and grab Terry's hips firmly as the stunned
woman would occasionally lose her balance and threaten to topple to the
ground.  The one thing that Rosa took special notice of, however, was
Terry's particularly interesting reaction to any of the latex garments that
she tried on.  Each time Rosa slipped on a tight skirt or shorts Terry
would noticeably begin to react by breathing heavily and closing her eyes
as though she was experiencing something very powerful from the feel of the
material against her skin.  She figured it was something similar to how she
reacts whenever she wears leather and decided that she was going to get as
many of the latex items for Terry as she could find.

Rosa had just spent several minutes pulling on a super tight set of rubber
Capri pants when she had an idea to further push Terry over the edge.  Rosa
stood back and admired how Terry's taught ass cheeks were perfectly shaped
and displayed by the tight rubber.  The seam split her firm cheeks and
separated them beautifully to create an incredible painted-on effect as
they gripped Terry's legs and ass like a glove.  Rosa stepped closer and
placed her hands on Terry's rubber-encased thighs and then boldly slid them
down to her taught calves caressing the latex covered muscles lovingly.
She then began to slide her hands upward again over Terry's firm thighs
until her fingers spread out and brazenly cupped each of her plump mounds.
She continued to squeeze and caress Terry's rubber ass for several minutes
as she commented on how well the pants fit and looked on her.

"These pants are simply perfect for you Terry," cooed Rosa softly in
Terry's ear.  "They fit you so well and really show off your great shape,
don't you agree?"

Terry did not and could not answer the pointed question as she moaned
slightly from the incredible sensations that Rosa's hands on the tight
rubber were generating in Terry's heated ass flesh.  It was almost as if
the latex was somehow amplifying Terry's sense of touch as every movement
of Rosa's hands burned against her hot ass.  Terry loudly gasped and opened
her eyes as she felt Rosa's hand slip into the crevice of her cheeks and
slide up and down in between her buns as though she was trying to press the
rubber material even deeper into her ass than it already was.

"You seem to really like these pants Terry," continued Rosa sweetly.  "I
think I might just try on a pair for myself just to see how they feel."

Rosa then removed her hand from in between Terry's clenching ass and
proceeded to undo the buttons on her shorts and pulled them off of her
tanned ass and legs in one smooth motion.  She was only wearing a thin lace
thong and after only a moment of hesitation she pulled them off as well
exposing her bared ass to Terry's eyes in the reflection of the mirror.
Rosa calmly walked around the changing area and picked up a pair of latex
short-shorts and held them up for a moment as she inspected them briefly.
She then walked around in front of Terry and bent over at the waist to step
into the shorts and then she slowly, agonizingly slowly, pulled the
tight-fitting shorts up and up her lean legs and firm thighs.  When she got
to the bottom swell of her ass she had to tug and inch the shorts up and
over the plump flesh as she wiggled and jiggled her hips in an effort to
get the shorts over the smooth skin.  She looked up and was pleased to see
Terry's eyes half open, but riveted to her undulating ass as she attempted
to pull the tight shorts into place.  Rosa knew what she was doing all too
well and prolonged the process far longer than necessary even though it was
truly a bit of a struggle to get the tight shorts on.  Once the waistband
stretched up and onto her wide hips she continued to pull up on the shorts
until the material was firmly imbedded into the crack of her ample ass
cheeks and they were split deliciously forming two perfect half-moons.  The
latex Daisy-Dukes were so short that almost the entire bottom half of
Rosa's ass cheeks were left uncovered as they bulged free from the high-cut
leg openings.  The resulting effect was nothing short of lewd as Rosa stood
up and stuck her ass out deliciously as she turned and twisted in front of
Terry checking out the fit of the new shorts.

"Hmmmm, what do you think Terry?" asked Rosa innocently as she continued to
thrust her luscious ass out for her to see.  "Do you think they look good
on me?"

Terry's eyes never left Rosa's fabulous ass as they drank in every inch and
every pore of the young girl's incredibly arousing brown cheeks.

"Do you think they fit me properly?" continued Rosa tauntingly.  "Are they
too tight?  Can you check them for me please?"

Terry's mind somehow registered that last request and she felt herself
slowly step closer to Rosa as her eyes remained squarely on the beautiful
ass flesh perfectly displayed before her.

"Please get down and take a really close look and make sure that none of
the seams are straining too much," commanded Rosa softly.  "I wouldn't want
them to split and tear open right in front of everyone if I was walking
down the street."

Terry wordlessly agreed to Rosa's wish and knelt down behind her until her
face was directly in front of the smooth, rounded mounds of the young
girl's lewdly displayed ass.  Terry couldn't stop herself, and at the
moment she didn't want to, as her hands rose up on their own and placed
themselves directly onto Rosa's ass cheeks and gripped them gently.  She
gasped and held her breath momentarily as her fingers spread and then
gripped the exquisite flesh until after only a few moments she was
thoroughly squeezing and palming Rosa's ass at last.  It was easy to touch
the exposed portion of Rosa's buttocks because so much of it was bulging
out from underneath the incredibly short shorts and Terry easily traced her
fingers from flesh to rubber as they traversed Rosa's quivering cheeks.
Terry's hands and fingers continued to get bolder when she heard Rosa's
faint moans of approval and she brazenly kneaded the bronze flesh harder
and harder making sure to examine every square millimeter of the prized
flesh.

"Check the seam, Terry, and make sure that it is holding properly,"
encouraged Rosa as she bent over at the waist and leaned forward to brace
herself up against the back of a chair in front of her.  "Here, let me make
it easier for you to see."

Rosa's ass spread out even further and her cheeks separated as she bent
over allowing Terry to almost see directly into the smooth, tight crevice.
The latex was pulled tighter across her tan flanks and rode up an inch or
more into Rosa's crotch and ass crack displaying her charms even more
obscenely to Terry's mesmerized eyes.  Rosa looked into the reflection and
could see the building look of lust on Terry's face as she continued to
knead the wonderful ass presented to her so easily, but Rosa wanted more
and brazenly took two small steps backward until her butt was less than an
inch in front of Terry's flushed face.  She continued to spy on Terry and
grinned to herself when Terry's eyes grew wide when she realized just how
close she was to Rosa's rubber-clad ass.  Terry's hands hesitated for a
moment as her eyes focused on the incredible view swaying right in front of
her face.

"Can you see the seam, Terry?" asked Rosa innocently as she swiveled her
hips slightly causing her buttocks to undulate seductively.  "Get closer if
you need to."

Terry swallowed hard and whimpered to herself silently as she gripped both
cheeks firmly and spread Rosa's ass apart even further so she had a clear
view of the deepest recesses of the girl's rubber-encased vagina and ass.
She could not believe what she did next, but she couldn't stop herself
either as she leaned forward until her face was almost touching Rosa's skin
and her nose was nearly poking the young girl's anus.  She allowed her eyes
to take in all of Rosa's beauty as it was perfectly outlined and displayed
by the skin-tight latex that stretched over it so lewdly.  As her nose was
now closer to Rosa's, or for that matter any other woman's, private region
she began to take notice of the amazing scent that was now filling her
nostrils.  Rosa's vagina was more than aroused and was producing a heavenly
odor that permeated the thin rubber and wafted into Terry's nose like the
sweetest flower.  Terry found herself drawn to the scent and she inhaled
deeply several times as though she was trying to recall what the odor was
or where she had smelled it before, but failed to draw on any memories.
She did, however, find the scent to be strangely intoxicating and she
hovered there for several minutes allowing herself to become fully immersed
in the erotic scent.

Rosa could see Terry breaking down and slowly losing all resistance and
chose that very moment to take one more small step backward until she
pressed her ass firmly into Terry's stunned face.  She closed her eyes and
enjoyed the sensation of having Terry's face resting against her heated
flesh and moaned out loud.  Rosa was even more pleased when Terry did not
rush to remove her face, but in fact pressed her face even firmer into her
wide spread ass cheeks.

Terry was overcome with her lust and her head was swimming in the arousing
scent of Rosa's foaming vagina and although she was initially shocked to
feel Rosa's ass press into her face she suddenly did not want to disengage
from the delicious contact.  Instead she pressed herself firmly into Rosa's
supple cheeks and inhaled deeply as her hands gripped the brown flesh and
held it in place so she could better explore it up close.  Her nose was
rubbing up against the rubber seam pressed directly against Rosa's anus and
vagina and she slowly began to rub it and her face up and down the deep
crevice exploring it closer than she ever would've imagined she could.
Terry's flushed cheeks felt so hot against the young girl's flesh, but then
so cool as they traversed upward and glided across the latex covered
portion of her flanks.  The contrast was delicious and Terry continued to
press her face into Rosa's flesh and rub it up and down the full length of
her exposed bottom.  She could also make out the ridges and slit of Rosa's
engorged labia as she allowed her nose to rub along that tender spot as
well.  Terry became so engrossed with Rosa's bottom that she began to rub
her face and drag her soft lips all around the outer swells of the ample
buns sampling even more of the exquisite flesh that was being presented to
her.

Rosa was enjoying the attention so much that she began to involuntarily
undulate her hips and rub her ass against Terry's face for even firmer
contact.  She would clench and unclench her cheeks around Terry's nose and
squeeze her face momentarily as she continued to explore her bottom.  The
orgasm that was building up inside Rosa was more than she ever expected
from Terry, but she found herself becoming lost within her own lust and
moaned loudly.

Rosa's loud moan somehow broke through and pierced Terry's sub
consciousness and she suddenly realized where she was and what she was
doing.  She pulled her head back and opened her eyes and then quickly shook
herself out of her trance long enough to let go of Rosa's quivering ass
cheeks and sit back on her heels.  Terry was overcome with her own lust and
knew it, but she somehow found the strength to resist any further
temptation and sat back inhaling clean air in an attempt to clear her head.

"Is everything okay, Terry?" asked an exasperated Rosa as she suddenly
realized what was going on with Terry.

"Yes...I'm fine..." struggled Terry to answer as she continued to gather
her senses.

"Was the seam on the shorts okay?" continued Rosa in an effort to play off
the whole incident.

"What?  Oh, yes, the seam was good, I think," stammered Terry as she tried
to stand up on unsteady feet.

Rosa stood up as well and turned to look at Terry innocently and continue
with her rouse.  When she saw Terry turn toward her she froze suddenly as
her eyes immediately fell upon the incredible sight of Terry's bulging
tits.  It wasn't so much the sight of her tits as much as it was the white,
milky substance dripping profusely from her swollen nipples that caught her
attention.  She was taken so much by surprise at the sight that she luckily
did not react with the joy and broad smile that surely would've given her
away to Terry immediately.  It had begun.  Terry's tits were lactating and
producing so much milk now that they had filled to capacity before this
evening's late night session and her overall arousal must have triggered
them to start leaking unintentionally.

Terry was now standing on her own two feet and felt slightly light-headed
for some strange reason and her chest, particularly her engorged nipples
were throbbing incessantly.  As she looked up and turned to face Rosa she
noticed that the young girl was openly staring at her exposed chest with
the most peculiar look on her face.  Terry thought that to be very odd and
when her eyes looked up and noticed her reflection in the mirror behind
Rosa she too became entranced with what she saw.  She stood up straight and
tall and threw out her chest slightly as she took several steps closer to
the mirror in an attempt to get a better look at exactly what she couldn't
believe she saw.  What she saw was her full, swollen breasts heaving up and
down on her chest with every breath, and her long, thick, extended nipples
were dripping a white, milky substance.  As her eyes widened and focused on
her chest her mind began to reason together thousands of rational
explanations as to what was happening to her body before her very own eyes.
She slowly and robotically reached up with both hands and touched her wet
nipples and smeared the milky liquid all around her puffed-up areola as if
to test for sure that the liquid was indeed coming from within her breast.
And it was.  Terry then raised her dripping finger to her mouth and stuck
it inside her mouth so she could sample the liquid to determine exactly
what it was.  Her fears were solidified when her tongue told her that the
white liquid was in fact breast milk and it was indeed hers.

Rosa stood back in awe for several minutes just watching silently as Terry
figured out what was happening to her tits and realized that for whatever
reason her enlarged breasts were now producing milk.  She had waited so
long for this moment to arrive that she realized that she had no idea what
to do next.  All of the weeks of preparation, making sure Terry took her
medication, using the breast pump on her every night for 1-2 hours a
session, watching her tits slowly transform as the medication and treatment
worked its magic and then finally four days ago when they produced their
first few drops of sweet milk.  Rosa had become so wrapped up in the whole
process she did not really make any plans on what or how to deal with Terry
once her tits actually began to lactate.  Her mind started to work quickly
as she knew that Terry would certainly become unglued quickly once the
initial shock of realizing what was going on to her body began to wear off.
Then an idea hit her and Rosa began to formulate a brilliant strategy that
seemed almost flawless

"Terry?  What is that on your chest?" asked Rosa innocently.

Terry couldn't look at her, but just continued to gently cup her swollen
breasts as if she was attempting to feel the milk churning inside of them.

"Is that breast milk?" continued Rosa feigning shock at the very thought.
"Are your breasts lactating?!  Oh my goodness, I can't believe that!"

Terry's eyes began to water slightly as she looked up and returned Rosa's
concerned stare.

"Terry, my god, that must be why your breasts have been growing so much
lately.  They have begun to produce breast milk for some incredible
reason," reasoned Rosa as she thought out loud for Terry's benefit.  "It
must be because of the medication.  What else could it be?  I just don't
remember reading anything about the possibility of making your breasts
lactate as being a possible side affect."

"Rosa, what am I going to do now?" pleaded Terry anxiously as she fought
her emotions and kept herself from totally breaking down in the middle of
the clothing store.

"Terry, I, I, I don't know.  I'm not sure what to say really," replied Rosa
with concern in her voice.  "How could this have happened?"

"Rosa, please help me.  This is too embarrassing for me to even think
straight right now," begged Terry as she began to get emotional.

"There, there, sweetie everything is going to be all right.  Why don't you
just sit down here for a minute and let me think for a moment," Rosa
replied calmly as she held Terry gingerly and lead her over to the chair
and sat her down.  "We really need to talk to Dr. Cueva.  I'm sure she
would know what to do."

"Yes, we can call her right now!" implored Terry.

"No, I don't think this is the proper place to be talking about your
medical condition.  Who knows who might accidentally over hear and the
store will be opening soon and we don't want to find ourselves surrounded
by all kinds strangers while we're talking to the doctor," reasoned Rosa
carefully as she walked around behind Terry and caressed her shoulders
soothingly.  "What we really need to do is to get you out of here and home
before anyone can see you in this compromising condition, don't you agree?"

"Oh, yes, God yes!  We need to get out of here immediately!" exclaimed
Terry nervously as she attempted to stand up.

"Now hold on a second Terry.  I don't think it's going to be that easy,"
replied Rosa as she held Terry down in the chair firmly.  "For one thing
whatever you wear now is going to be instantly soaked through by your
dripping breasts and that is going to draw all kinds of attention from
anyone that we pass along the street.  No, first off we've got to figure
out a way to get your breasts to stop leaking so bad so we can get you
covered up properly without causing a scene when we go outside."

Rosa watched Terry's face for any sign of a reaction, but she could see
that her mind was too frazzled to think clearly yet.  Then Rosa thought of
a way to prod Terry into making a suggestion for a cure on her own.

"I wish my mother was here," pondered Rosa innocently.  "I'd bet that she
could think of something that would work."

"Your mother?" asked Terry nervously.

"Yes, my mother would surely know how to deal with this problem," assured
Rosa confidently.  "I probably shouldn't tell you this, but considering the
circumstances we are in right now, I don't think mother would object.
Terry, my mother suffers from a very rare disease that effects, well, it
makes her chest, her breasts I mean, you know, do what yours are doing."

Terry just winced as she suddenly thought about all of the times that she
had nursed from Carmen's amazing breasts and helped her out with her own
embarrassing problem.  She wasn't necessarily shocked to hear Rosa talk
about her mother's situation, but she was certainly nervous to let on just
how much she knew and exactly how far she went to help her mother.

"She's had this problem ever since she gave birth to me apparently,"
explained Rosa.  "The doctors said that there was no real medical cure to
stop her breasts from lactating other than performing some kind of
operation on them and mother didn't want any part of having someone cut
open her breasts and start messing around with her insides.  I know it's
probably a very simple and safe procedure, but mother is very superstitious
about certain things and she had never really felt comfortable around
doctors.  Dr. Cueva is the one exception and she gets advice from her
constantly and has been able to live with the problem all of these years.
And just a few years ago Dr. Cueva even found a very high-tech breast pump
for her to use that alleviated some of the discomfort she had experienced
for so many years with the traditional pumps she was using every day.  I
truly don't know what she would ever do if that pump ever broke because it
is very expensive and it would take several weeks to get a new one."

Rosa continued to watch Terry's face and got the nervous and embarrassed
reaction she was looking for when she made that last comment.  She could
see the wheels turning inside Terry's confused head and decided just to
give her a few minutes to suggest her own possible solution.

"Rosa?" started Terry nervously after several moments of silence.  "I guess
I should tell you something."

"What is it Terry?" asked Rosa.

"I, um, I already knew about your mother's, uh, well her condition,"
explained Terry shakily.

"Oh, really?  Did mother tell you about it?  How did you know because she
usually is very secretive about who she would talk to about such an
embarrassing situation?" prodded Rosa.

"Well, shortly after I arrived here, I guess that very thing happened and
that nice breast pump broke or something," started Terry nervously.  "She,
uh, I guess was suffering without it for a day or maybe it was a couple of
days, I'm not sure.  But anyway she was crying and I knew she was upset
about something and then that's when she told me about everything."

"Oh, I see," replied Rosa wearily.

"She was very upset, I could tell, and she didn't know what to do and no
one else was around," continued Terry.

"Where was I?!" demanded Rosa.

"You were gone with your friends, remember?  It was just a week or two
after I arrived and you left with your friends and it was just me and your
mother at the house," explained Terry.

"Oh, yes, now I remember," answered Rosa.  "So what did mother do?  Maybe
that's the answer to our problem.  What did she do without her breast
pump?"

"Rosa, well, this is kind of hard to explain and also kind of embarrassing
too," stammered Terry as she tried to think of any other way to avoid
telling Rosa about what she had been doing with her mother.

"It's okay Terry, I won't tell anyone, for God sake she is my mother,"
assured Rosa.

"Well, I think this is more embarrassing for me than it is for her,"
responded Terry meekly.

"Oh, okay, well, tell me what you did.  Your secret is safe with me,"
reassured Rosa as she continued to caress Terry's arms.  "I won't even let
mother know that you told me anything."

"Well, at first she didn't know what to do, but then she made a suggestion
that maybe if someone, like maybe me, could just, you know, nurse from her
breasts then, well, maybe that would be okay," explained Terry nervously.
"And I couldn't just sit there and watch her go through another obviously
uncomfortable, if not painful, day without at least trying to do whatever I
could.  So, I, well, I agreed to help her, to nurse from her and you know
expel the milk that way."

"Oh my god," replied Rosa in mock shock.  "You actually nursed from my own
mother's breasts?!"

"Rosa, it was the only thing either of us could think of to do," reasoned
Terry quickly.  "And it was your mother's suggestion to begin with and
since it would only be temporary, until she could get a new pump, I agreed.
That's all!  Please, Rosa, don't be upset with me.  I only did it to help
your mother."

Rosa had stopped caressing Terry's shoulders and arms and just stood there
silently for a minute or two feigning to be upset at Terry's admission.

"Well, that is some interesting news," began Rosa after a minute or so of
silence.  "You aren't still..."

"Oh, no, no, no, never, no more!" stuttered Terry quickly.  "She got her
new pump a month ago or so and has been using it ever since."

"Well, okay, but I'm not sure how telling me all of this is going to help
us out here and now," said Rosa.  "Mother is several hours away with
Theresa and I'm sure she took her pump with her, don't you think?"

"Yes, I'm sure she did, but..." continued Terry unsure of how her next
suggestion was going to go over.  "Maybe we could, you know, do the same
thing here so we could get home and call the doctor and try to figure out
what else to do."

"Are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?" asked Rosa with her
best acting performance to date.

"Well, yes, I guess I am," replied Terry meekly.  "Rosa, I can't think of
any other way to stop my breasts from leaking so much and believe me I
don't want to have to do this just as much as you."

"Terry, I, uh, I just don't know if..." responded Rosa as she continued the
award winning performance.

"Rosa, please help me?  Just this once and I'll never ask you to do
anything like this ever again, I promise!" pleaded Terry.  "I just don't
know what else to do!"

Rosa slowly walked around to stand directly in front of Terry and looked
down sympathetically at her pleading face.  She then reached down and
grasped both of Terry's hands and held them firmly while she knelt down in
front of her and laid their hands on Terry's lap.  Rosa tried to contain
her inner joy and looked into Terry's eyes with as little emotion as she
could muster.

"Terry, I think of you as my friend, a very good friend and you know that
I'd do anything for you, anything at all.  All you have to do is ask me,"
said Rosa with true kindness in her voice as she believed every word
herself.

"Oh, thank you, Rosa!  Thank you!" gushed Terry as she let go of Rosa's
hands and pulled her heads to her chest and embraced Rosa lovingly.

"So what should I do?  How do you do this properly?" asked Rosa innocently
as she pulled away from Terry's embrace and looked up at her with doe-like
eyes.  "It's been quite a while since I breast fed from mother.  I might be
a little rusty, if you know what I mean."

"Well, it's kind of easy really.  You just have to put your mouth around my
nipple and, you know, suck a little and then that's it, I guess," explained
Terry nervously.

"All right, here goes nothing," said Rosa as she inched forward until her
mouth was poised directly in front of Terry's dripping right nipple.

Rosa looked at the swollen nipple like it was the most precious thing in
the world at that moment.  Even though she had been sucking and nursing
from Terry's tits for many weeks now, it was nothing compared to the giant
step of doing it while Terry was actually awake and totally aware of what
she was doing.  Not to mention the fact that Terry was actually approving
of the whole thing.  This moment would be monumental in their relationship
and Rosa was going to make sure that everything went perfectly.

Rosa quickly closed the distance between her pouting lips and Terry's moist
nipple until she had fully engulfed the hard tip and sealed her mouth
around the hot flesh.  Rosa heard Terry gasp loudly as soon as her mouth
made contact with her breast.  She then started to slowly suck on the nub
and flick at it tentatively with the tip of her tongue.  Her suction
gradually increased just as her prodding tongue lapped and licked at the
stiff nipple causing the flow of milk to steadily stream out of the full
breast and into Rosa's hungry mouth.  Rosa held back her enthusiasm for a
few minutes and attempted to nurse from Terry's tit in as clinical of a way
as she could think of, but that didn't last long as her arousal was
building quickly from having succeeded with her seduction so perfectly.

Terry looked down at her exposed chest and watched in awe as Rosa sucked
and nursed from her huge, milk-producing breast like the most angelic child
she never had.  She knew that this was only being done out of pure
desperation, but she could not deny the fact that the incredible sensations
that were emanating from her milk-filled breast were something quite
unexpected.  Terry could actually feel the milk flowing through her breast,
through her swollen nipple and into Rosa's open mouth.  It was strange, but
at the same time very erotic and arousing beyond words.  The whole scene
was turning her on more than she could've ever thought possible as she
continued to watch as Rosa lapped at her nipple and drank her special milk.
When she looked over at her left breast she could see it starting to spray
the milk out from her turgid nipple as the pressure became too much for it
to be contained.

"Rosa, please, the other one," whispered Terry meekly.

Rosa opened her eyes and looked over at the other tit and saw the nipple
spraying it's prized liquid in all directions.  She released her lips from
Terry's left nipple and practically lunged at her right breast and clamped
her mouth around the leaking tip and began to suck voraciously.  The fresh
milk soon gushed forth and flooded her mouth as she sucked and prodded the
hard tip with her talented tongue.  She spent the next few minutes draining
that breast of its precious supply while she reached up with her left hand
and began to tweak Terry's left nipple.  Her fingers became moist almost
immediately as the nipple began to release more milk under the pressure
from her fingers as she pulled and stretched the hardened nub incessantly.
After another minute or two, and the milk flow began to subside somewhat,
Rosa began to alternate between both tits as she worked feverishly to drain
them both equally.  Her skillful hands were working Terry's breasts
expertly now as well as they began to pull on the huge mounds and
effectively milked them like a farm girl would milk a cow.

Terry's mind became clouded over, once again, and confused as Rosa
continued to nurse from her breasts and milk her flesh.  She was beginning
to build up to a very powerful climax, as the amazing sensations in her
chest seemed to amplify as Rosa increased her suction and began to attack
her diamond-like nipples with her incredible tongue.  Terry was beginning
to realize just how wonderful it felt to have her breasts treated in such a
manner, and also just how Carmen must've felt every time she nursed from
her large breasts.  After more than ten minutes of the exquisite nursing
she could sense that her breasts were emptying and that her milk was no
longer flowing, but she refused to stop Rosa from continuing out of the
sheer pleasure she was expecting from her impending orgasm.  She held
Rosa's head firmly onto her breast with one hand as she grabbed onto the
arm of the chair with her other hand for support as the orgasm quickly
overtook her and exploded within her womb like nothing that she had ever
experienced before.

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhh!" cried Terry as she was in the throws of the incredible
rush that continued on and on as several waves hit her in quick succession.

Rosa held onto Terry's tit for dear life as she felt the older woman begin
to stiffen and then thrash about as her climax was upon her.  She pulled
and twisted Terry's exposed nipple and bit down slightly onto the fleshy
nub in her mouth sending Terry into another series of incredible
sensations.  Rosa was amazed at how long Terry's climax lasted as her body
heaved and rocked back and forth for more than a few minutes.  She finally
relaxed somewhat as her orgasms subsided and her body attempted to recover
from the fantastic ride.  Rosa reluctantly disengaged herself from Terry's
nipple and then looked down at both tits with pride, as they were
noticeably smaller due to being completely drained of every drop of milk
they had churned out during the first half of the day.  Terry's nipples
were red and throbbing and swollen even more than they were before because
of Rosa's voracious attention.  She reached up and gently cupped both tits
and casually rubbed her thumbs back and forth across the still stiff
nipples, as she looked up past the mountainous flesh to see Terry open her
eyes finally and meet her gaze.

"I guess I did okay, because they aren't leaking any more," announced Rosa
proudly.

"Yes, thank you, Rosa," panted Terry breathlessly.  "I don't know what to
say."

"We should really get going now because we don't know how long your breasts
will stay dry and we've got a long way to go to get home," suggested Rosa
as she finally released Terry's tits all together and stood up.

"Yes, that's probably a good idea.  Let's get out of here before the owner
comes in and sees us like this," reasoned Terry as she quickly began to
come to her senses.

When Terry stood up she could feel just how wet her crotch had become from
her climax and it felt very strange because she was still tightly encased
in the latex pants and thong.  She knew she should change out of the
clothes, but she just couldn't risk letting Rosa become aware of the fact
that she had climaxed from her nursing.  Instead she just began to walk
around unsteadily and gather up all of the clothes that they had picked out
to purchase.  When she picked up the black mini-dress that she wore into
the shop Terry suddenly realized that her chest was completely exposed and
she was going to need a shirt to cover her breasts with.

"Oh my," gasped Terry as she hurriedly looked around for something to wear.

"What is it Terry?" asked Rosa as she stopped folding clothes and looked up
at Terry.

"I need to find something to cover up with.  My whole chest is still
exposed," replied Terry anxiously.

"Here, where this sweater top," said Rosa as she held up the tight,
cashmere sweater that Terry had tried on earlier.  "This will go good with
those pants."

"Great!  Thank you, Rosa!" exclaimed Terry mindlessly as she took the
sweater and pulled it over her head and upper body.

Terry was in such a hurry to gather their things together and get out of
the shop that she barely even considered to look at herself in the mirror
and see how she was dressed.  It was comical because the combination of the
latex pants and the skin-tight sweater top were far more revealing, and in
her words 'obscene', than the black mini-dress was.  The latex pants of
course looked like nothing more than shiny paint, and the sweater was so
tight that it perfectly outlined Terry's huge chest and made it look like a
large overstuffed pillow of some kind.  The deep v-neck also showed off her
deep cleavage like it was meant to be and just like Rosa loved it.

Rosa finished gathering up the clothes that they were purchasing and
realized that she too was only wearing the rubber hot pants and although
she was daring even those would be considered too much by the young girl.
She quickly pulled on a tight leather skirt that Terry was getting and then
looked over to see if Terry was ready to leave.  What she saw almost made
her laugh if she hadn't been immediately aroused by the incredible sight.
Terry looked absolutely scandalous in the tight outfit she was wearing.
Every curve and crevice was so clearly defined by the form-fitting clothes
that there was almost nothing left to the imagination.  She refrained from
mentioning anything to Terry and decided to just see what happened.

"Are you ready, Terry?" asked Rosa.

"Yes, I think we've got everything that we wanted," answered Terry as she
quickly looked over everything.

"All right, let's go," said Rosa as she motioned for Terry to lead the way
and exit the changing room.

They both entered the main floor of the boutique and made their way over to
the front counter, but did not see any sign of Esmerelda the owner.  Rosa
thought for a moment and then excused herself from Terry briefly as she
headed towards the curtains where she saw Esmerelda disappear earlier.
When she reached the curtains she quietly pulled them aside far enough to
peek her head through so she could have a look around.  What she saw almost
floored her, but she managed to suppress a gasp and remain undetected.  On
the other side of the room she saw Esmerelda kneeling on top of a large
dressmaking table with her face pressed firmly into the widespread crotch
of another half-dressed woman laying on her back in front of her.  It was
obvious that neither of the women were bothered by anything that Rosa and
Terry had been doing because they had been too pre-occupied with their own
pleasure activities to care.  Both of their bodies were covered in sweat as
they had apparently been going at it for sometime now, and it didn't look
like they wanted to be disturbed just yet.

Rosa smiled broadly as she pulled her head back and closed the curtains
again.  She made her way back to the front counter and then began to pull
off all of the price tags to the items that they were purchasing and placed
them on the counter.  Rosa then grabbed a piece of paper and wrote down all
of her credit card information and a little note instructing Esmerelda to
charge all of the items to her charge card.  She then continued to thank
Esmerelda for the use of her shop and promised to return soon.  After she
placed the note next to the pile of price tags she motioned for Terry to go
and they quietly left the shop and locked the door behind them.  Rosa
noticed on her watch that it was a little after noon so she hoped that
Esmerelda didn't get anyone else knocking on the front door and disturbing
her before her 'fitting' session was over.

Rosa and Terry then started to casually walk down the sidewalk and back
towards their car.  Terry was so relieved to be on her way home that she
didn't even notice the many stares and shocked expressions from the crowded
passersby that they came in contact with along the way.  Rosa, of course,
knew exactly what was going on and again took her time by stopping at
several window displays so as many people as possible could see and gawk at
Terry's lewdly displayed body.  Once they reached the car there was a
throng of men openly following them down the sidewalk ogling Terry's
perfect ass as it swayed to and fro with every step of her high heels.
Rosa laughed to herself as she thought to herself that everything that they
were so mesmerized by would soon be hers and hers alone.  Then she started
the car and headed for home where she was going to have to place an
interesting phone call to Dr. Cueva that Rosa still had the 20-minute ride
to plan out.