The Blond Religious Girl #2
A Very Kinky Fetish

Author: Simplex (simplex992000@yahoo.com) 
Title: The Blond Religious Girl: A Very Kinky Fetish
Summary: The ongoing adventures of an oversexed but proper and
very overly endowed young woman nicknamed BRG.
Keywords: MF (x3), FF, huge breasts, Fb, first, cons, lactation,
          adult breastfeeding


1.  A Very Kinky Fetish

	It was a warm spring afternoon. Flavia Fruma, commonly 
known as BRG (standing for 'Blond Religious Girl') was 
sitting on the couch in the small cozy white house where 
she lived with Mr. Harvey.  Mr Harvey's head was in her 
lap, facing her, and the blouse of BRG' skin-tight blue 
dress was open wide.  Mr. Harvey had his mouth on her left 
breast, her right breast flowing heavy and large against 
his chest and shoulder.  He was sucking hungrily on her 
left nipple, pressing his bronzed face deep into the soft 
bulging snowy-white flesh of BRG's breast.
He sucked hungrily, staring up at BRG, his mouth 
working hard but simply, loving the warmth of her body 
against his.  BRG stared down at him with her huge sky blue 
eyes, tender and soft with love and arousal.  
	"Goodness, Mr. Harvey, you really like for me to nurse 
you."
	Mr. Harvey barely pulled away from her nipple, her 
huge soft breast still pressed hard against his face, 
flowing over it, like a huge soft pillow of warm jello. 
	"Mama..."
	BRG blushed hard.  Mr. Harvey said it softly, 
whimpering, without a smile.  He needed her to nurse him, 
wanted to feast off her big ivory breasts.
	"Oh Mr. Harvey."
	He kept sucking for some time.  BRG's hand traced down 
to his waist and began to stroke his cock.  Her dainty soft 
hand grabbed Mr. Harvey's ample thick cock, pulling on it 
softly.  Her fingers played on it, stroking, she stroked it 
with her finger tips and then grasped it softy.  Then she 
stroked the sensitive cockhead with her fingertips as she 
had to the meaty thick shaft.  
	Mr. Harvey closed his eyes and groaned, still sucking 
at her breast.  
	"I'm sorry I have no milk for you, my baby." Cooed 
BRG.  Her pussy was sopping and she was getting so aroused, 
she was squirming and her hips were bucking against Mr. 
Harvey as he lay on her lap, hardly moving, his mouth 
opened wide over her nipple, pressed deep into the 
mountainous curved wall of her enormous breast.
BRG leaned back, and brought her free hand to her 
chest.  She held up her right breast, hefting up the heavy 
boob.
	"Come baby, mama needs this one done now."
	Mr. Harvey scooted down and moved on her lap, now 
taking in her right breast, licking the nipple.  
	"OH MR. HARVEY!" BRG screamed suddenly in orgasm, 
bending backwards into the couch, panting hard.  When she 
had recovered, Mr. Harvey was still sucking her breast.  
She looked down at him, her face sweaty, eyes thickly 
lidded with passion.
	Her hand went back to his cock.  BRG wanted it but Mr. 
Harvey was so loving his nursing experience, he just let it 
be hard.  
	"Mama needs this, baby."
	Mr. Harvey pulled his face away from her chest and 
looked up at her.  
	"You need me to lie on you mama, put it inside you?"
	"Yes baby."  
	BRG had never played a kinky game like this before and 
pretending to be 'mama' to a 'young boy' was not something 
that had ever occurred to her before.  But she was so horny 
from Mr. Harvey's loving and long attentions to her hanging 
round breasts, she eagerly played along with him.
Mr. Harvey climbed up between her legs as BRG leaned 
against the couch.  He mounted up on her with a whimper, 
clearly acting as if he was a young boy.  BRG's hands were 
on his hips, giding him to her.  
	"Mama!"
	"Mama needs you, baby"
	BRG's dress was open wide and hanging uselessly off 
her shoulders and now her skirt was bunched up around her 
waist.  Mr. Harvey lowered down on her, pusing his cock 
against her pussy, it pushed through her heavily-haired 
thick golden bush. 
	BRG reached under him, guiding his long thick cock to 
her pussy.  She whined as she opened her pussy lips wide 
and smeared the cock up and down the sopping wet opening.
	"Mama! Mama!"
	"Oh Mr. Harvey... baby."  BRG wanted to tell him to fuck 
her like a man, but she realized it would upset his game 
and she didn't want to hurt his feelings.
	Mr. Harvey leaned into her, his hands resting on the 
couch at the sides of her thick blond curly hair.  He 
grunted loudly and cried out as he pushed his cock up 
inside her.  BRG opened her legs wide, her hands on his 
waist, pulling him in to her.  BRG's thick curvy round 
thighs spread and opened for him, milkly smooth and soft 
and warm.
	"Ohhh OHHH!" Mr. Harvey groaned and cried out, fucking 
her fast, thrusting his large cock in BRG's wet pussy.  BRG 
was so ready for his dick, she squeeked under him.
	"Goodness!" she cried out with each of his hard 
thrusts.  Mr. Harvey was lost in his fantasy, fucking her 
desperatley, even innocently, fucking her and whimpering 
softly.
	"Oh Mama, it feels so good!"
	"Baby's so big... give it to mama real good" cooed BRG, 
playing along.  
	He looked down at her under him, into her big blue 
eyes staring up at him.  He began to bounce on her, ramming 
his cock into her pussy.  He slammed into her, pushing her 
into the couch, curling her up as he fucked BRG back into 
the couch cushions.
	"Oh Mr. Harvey! Goodness!" cried out BRG.  This was 
more like it, she loved to be fucked good and hard, 
brutally.  BRG believed her pussy existed only to be 
stabbed with cock.
	Mr. Harvey panted through his teeth, spraying BRG's 
freckly face with spittle.  Grunting deep and with each 
thrust, lurching up into her hard, pushing her into the 
couch and curling her up.  Suddenly he went stiff all over, 
rigid and paralyzed. 
	"OH BRG!"
	"EEEEEEEEEE"  BRG had opened her mouth to scream back 
for him but at that moment her next orgasm hit her and she 
just screamed loudly, sweetly, in her high pitched innocent 
voice.  A sweet simple cry of pure release. 
	Her chest was heaving, her big breasts jiggling and 
swishing from side to side.  Her blue eyes were shut and 
her mouth was too as she swallowed the copious amounts of 
drool that welled up in it.  Mr. Harvey's voice caught in 
his throat as his cock exploded deep inside her.  
	BRG felt the long thick hard dick explode in her.  The 
cum splattering against her pussywalls and cervix.  The 
twitching and thrashing as the massive monster emptied 
inside her.  Mr. Harvey groaned and moaned as his dick 
found release in the warm sopping wet pussy of BRG.  It 
felt to both of them like a great snake between them, 
thrashing and thumping around.  Mr. Harvey lay on BRG for 
some time, their sweaty bodies sticking to each other with 
drying sweat.
	Oh Mr. Harvey, let me up so I can start dinner."
	Mr. Harvey reluctantly rolled off BRG, kissing her 
breasts and her lips.  His hands grabbed at her round bold 
ass.   BRG bounced up and dressed, then moved to the 
kitchen.  She stood for a moment in thought.  The telephone 
was on a wall in the little cozy but loudly wallpapered 
kitchen.  She looked back toward the living room in thought 
then blushed heavily.  Then she picked up the telephone.
	"Hello, Dr. Dingle's office?  I need to make an 
appointment to see the doctor, when is he free?"

2.	The Doctor Is In


	BRG hopped happily into the doctor's office a few days 
later for her appointment.  The receptionist eyed her 
coldly as all the men in the room spun around and openly 
oggled the gorgeous blond voluptious beauty standing before 
them.  She was wearing her usual tight blue dress that 
showed off her sculpted hourglass figure.  
	"Hi, I have an appointment with Dr. Dingle, please."
	"Have a seat." 
	The receptionist glared at her.  BRG went and sat down 
and thumbed through the magazines in the office.  One was a 
science magazine announcing to everyone that a new 
breakthrough in aircraft engines would mean no more 
propellor airplanes.  Another news magazine had an article 
from a famous owner of a computer company stating that we 
would never ever ever need more than 512K of RAM.  
	"Gosh, where do they find these ancient magazines for 
doctor's offices?" wondered BRG out loud, flipping through 
them, her large breasts jiggling energetically as her arms 
moved, turning the pages.
	"Ms. Fruma?"
	Dr. Dingle's nurse was a peroxide blond, very tall and 
thin, and fast approaching the far side of middle age.  She 
loved to leave her nurses outfit unbuttoned practically to 
her naval, but the rounded pert glories underneath had long 
ago begin to dry and age so that now her chest had the look 
of well tanned leather.  
	BRG shot up and scooted into the open door to the 
examination rooms.  The nurse weighed BRG and took her 
blood pressure.  Then she led her into a small consultation 
room with an old-fashioned metal gurney on it.  BRG sat on 
the gurney and it squeeked under her.
	"Ok, dear, the Doctor will be right with you!"
	"Thank you!"
	Doctor Dingle had been BRG's doctor for most of her 
life.  He had watched her grow up, her hips flaire out and 
her two massive breasts erupt from her chest almost 
overnight while her waist stayed seemingly right where it 
was when she was nine years old.  He was quite old now, his 
hair grey.  He had a big hooked nose and deep set eyes, and 
he had long thick mutton-chop sideburns like what were 
popular dozens of years before BRG was born.  Like most 
men, seeing her caused his aged cock to stir and pound in 
his underwear.  However, he truly felt he was too old for 
her and would probably be laughed at, or worse, if he ever 
tried to flirt with her or anything.
	Dr. Dingle came into the examination room and glanced 
up from his clipboard, over his glasses, taking in BRG's 
curvy form, looking up and down her body, thick, but all in 
the right places.  
	"Hello, Ms. Fruma, what brings you to me today?"
	"Oh Dr. Dingle, everyone calls me BRG!"
	"Well, if you insist.  I see your blood pressure and 
pulse is normal, are you sick?"
	"Oh no, Dr. Dingle, I was just wondering..."
	Dr. Dingle started to examine BRG, professionally that 
is.  He used a scope to look in her ears, held down her 
tongue with a tongue-depresser and made her say 'awww', 
shined a light in her eyes.  In short, did all those things 
that doctors normally do.
	"You seem to be in remarkably good shape!"  Dr. Dingle 
added the last comment in a breathy tone as being near her 
warm soft flesh was starting to arouse him.
	"Thank you doctor!  I was wondering if there was any 
way to make my breasts start to produce milk."
Dr. Dingle startled for a moment.
	"That is a very unusual request, BRG.  Why do you want 
to start producing milk?"
BRG blushed.  She ran her hands softly over her large 
soft hanging breasts under her sheer blue dress.
	"I want to have milk for my lovers.  They love me to 
suckle them and I want to feed them."
By this time, Dr. Dingle's hands had joined BRG's and 
were examining her breasts, touching them, squeezing.  Dr. 
Dingle felt his cock getting so hard in his slacks.  He 
knew he was crossing a very important patient-doctor line 
but he, like most other men in town, longed to touch BRG's 
curvy body.
	"Well, there are ways.  Open your dress so I can 
examine your breasts..."
	BRG blushed fiercely and looked up innocently at Dr. 
Dingle with her huge sky-blue eyes.  She may act sweet and 
innocent but she knew she was making the older doctor so 
horny for her and it was turning her on.  Dr. Dingle had 
taken care of her for years and was there when she was 
terribly sick on many occasions.  BRG felt no problem 
rewarding him with the body he had kept healthy for so many 
years.
	BRG slowly unfastened the tiny hooks in the invisible 
seam at the front of her dress.  One by one they came 
undone, slowly showing more of her silken blemishless body, 
more of her deep cleavage, looking like some cavernous 
shadowy alpine mountain valley as her dress opened up.
	Dr. Dingle swallowed hard as she opened her dress 
fully and slid it down off her shoulders, her head cocked 
to one side and her eyes softly regarding him.  It hung 
uselessly off her, bunched up around her tiny waist.  His 
hands, now shaking, rubbed on her breasts through her bra.  
BRG swifly reached behind her and unclasped it.  Her 
breasts surged forward and spilled over her soft and 
slightly bulging belly.  Her nippes were bright pink and 
the areolae around were pale and big as silver dollars 
around.  
	"Well, BRG, lactation can be induced with almost any 
woman, really.  This can be done by regularly... stimulating... 
the nipples several times a day.  With a breast pump or... by 
orally sucking on them."
	By this time there were beads of sweat on the aged 
doctor's brow.  BRG smiled sweetly.  
	"I could also prescribe dopamine, this is a milk-
inducing drug. But if you have headaches or cramping, you 
must stop at once."
	"Is it really dangerous?"
	"It works, but if you have bad side effects, then of 
course you must not take it anymore.  In theory, it is 
possible to induce lactation by... sucking on them alone."
	"May I have the prescription?"
	"Well, BRG, your breasts are already very large.  
Producing milk may cause them to get even larger.  Are you 
sure you want the extra weight?"
	"Yes." 
	Dr. Dingle was now massaging her breasts quite hard, 
squeezing them, pulling up on them.  He was making BRG move 
on the gurney with his squeezing, making the old gurney 
squeek under her. BRG's head tilted down, watching his 
knarled old but well-experienced hands working over her 
soft breastflesh.  Her own breathing became heavy.
	"Yes, I am sure.  Can't you just imagine sucking these 
breasts.  Imagine feeding on them.  Having my milk for your 
breakfast..."
	At this point, Dr. Dingle completley lost it and 
leaned down and started sucking on BRG's left nipple.  He 
groaned as he pushed his face into BRG's breast, making her 
squeek as he had greying stubble on his chin and jaws. 
His hands slid up her thick firm thighs, sliding up 
the skirt of her dress.  BRG was wearing no panties.
	"Doctor Dingle!" cooed BRG, "That's my skirt!"
	"Oh Flavia, Oh BRG, I want... I can't stop..."
	"Its ok.  I know you need me.  Take me good doctor 
Dingle."
	Dr. Dingle pushed up against BRG, sliding the old 
gurney against the wall, it squeeked loudly.  He buried his 
face in BRG breasts and she held his head against her 
chest, stroking his hair.  He reached down under his white 
exam coat and quickly dropped his trousers and underwear.  
BRG reached down to help him out, taking hold of his cock.  
Dr. Dingle's cock was quite a bit shorter than Mr. 
Harvey's but it was very thick.  BRG never had felt a cock 
as thick as his, it was gnarled like an old branch, blunt, 
and it was pulsing in her hand.  BRG spread her thighs 
wide, pulling up her dress and looked sideways at Dr. 
Dingle.
	"Goodness!  Its so big and thick!"
	Dr. Dingle crawled up on the gurney with BRG.  BRG lay 
back, spreading her legs wide, holding her feet in the air, 
her hands on her legs, holding them open for the doctor.  
Her always wet pussy was ready for him and she was 
breathing hard, panting, as Dr. Dingle licked her neck and 
breasts, kissing her, roaving all over her body with his 
mouth.  
	He lay on top of her with a moan and reached under to 
push his thick blunt cock into her pussy.  It took a few 
good thrusts to worm his thick hard stubby dick up her.  
BRG whimpered and panted, head turned to one side, up on 
her elbows, bending back into the doctor.  She grunted 
loudly, animalistically as he fucked her, undulating under 
him, thrusting her hips up to meet his thrusts, moving her 
body to make her thick curly blond hair and huge breasts 
wave and move.  
	"Oh! OH! SHIT!" Dr. Dingle arched back, his old thick 
body grinding and moving on top of BRG, making the gurney 
squeek in steady sounds.  BRG panted, head turned to one 
side, looking sideways at the doctor with heavily lidded 
eyes.  His thick energetic cock was rubbing her pussy so 
good, especially when he arched back, pushing his dickhead 
into the front wall of her pussy, she knew she would cum 
good when he did.
	"OH! OH GODDESS!" screamed Dr. Dingle.  BRG turned and 
looked up at him.  She knew at once what that meant.  Long 
ago, the country they now lived in was once ruled by a 
shadowy and mysterious figure named Princess Zowie.  No one 
really knew her origion or even what ultimatley became of 
her.  She was said to have unworldly beauty and strange 
powers.  After her time people began to worship her in 
earnest, now elevated to "Goddess Zowie."  Zowie Worship 
was widespread and benign, although no one really knew its 
extent.  However, it was said she would appear to her 
luckiest worshippers and allow them to partake of her for 
as long as they wished.  
	Dr. Dingle arched way back over BRG, his eyes rolling 
back in his head, face red with arousal.  His mouth was 
open and all his flesh looked like it was shaking.  
"OH GODDESS! OH GODDESS! OH GODDESSS!" screamed the 
middle age doctor.  
	BRG cried out, squeeking and panting.  She was trying 
not to cum to quick.  He was fucking her so good, pumping 
her so masterfully and grabbing her ass, she was letting 
the orgasm build as his thick cock forced her pussy open 
deliciously.  BRG screamed, putting her hands in her hair, 
squirming and bucking under Doctor Dingle.  The doctor was 
now on all fours, pulling back and fucking into the young 
hot big-breasted blond.  He had pulled back off her so that 
the only part of his body touching hers was his thick cock 
in her pussy.  His body stiffened and his screams of 
pleasure stuck in his throat.  A thick rivelet of drool 
dripped from his mouth and on to BRG's breast.  
	BRG felt his cock explode in her.  His stubby but 
thick meat squirted for some time as he leaned paralyzed 
over her, croaking in glutteral sounds.  BRG's orgasm 
washed over her and she bucked her hips back up into him 
hard, fucking him back furiously.  Her teeth were clenched 
and sweat beaded up on her forehead.  BRG wrapped her legs 
around his thick waist, pulling him down on her with her 
hands.  Dr. Dingle collapsed on her panting, bawling out 
moans as he struggled for breath.  BRG panted, face 
strained with passion almost to the point of pain, spitting 
through clenched teeth as her breath heaved in and out of 
her body.
	"BRG, I'm sorry..." 
	"Its ok.  Its ok, I wanted it too.  I wanted to let 
you have me!"
	Dr. Dingle kissed BRG's lips and BRG kissed him back 
passionatley, licking at the doctor's mouth with her tongue 
as he pulled away.
	"Have you ever seen the Goddess?" asked BRG sweetly.
	Dr. Dingle looked up and down BRG.
	"I have now."
BRG rolled her eyes and laughed.
	"I'm not the Goddess, silly!  So, can I have that 
perscription?"
	"Oh yes. Yes, let me just write that up for you."
	Dr. Dingle got up off of BRG awkwardly, carefully 
climbing down off the steel gurney.  He put back on his 
clothes and examination coat.  BRG slipped her dress back 
on.  Dr. Dingle didn't look at her, it seemed he was 
embarrased.
	"Doctor, don't feel guilty, it was so good.  You made 
me cum so hard."
	"But I'm married..."
	"When's the last time she's let you have sex?"
	"Well... its been a while."
	"You may have sex with me whenever I come in to see 
you."
	"Promise?"
	BRG kissed Dr. Dingle's lips again, and again licked 
at him softly as she pulled back.
	"Have your nurse arrange reoccuring appointments for 
my 'medical problem' if you want."  BRG blushed and 
giggled.  Seducing and enslaving the older doctor had made 
her feel so good, she wanted to play the game some more.
	"You're the Goddess, aren't you?" Dr. Dingle was now 
staring at BRG very intently and it was unnerving to BRG.
	"NO!  And stop thinking that, or you can't have me.  
I'm me!  Girls don't like you thinking that they're someone 
else."
	Dr. Dingle finished writing out BRG's perscription and 
handed it to her.  
	"Sorry, BRG.  Its just that you're so fantastic..."
	BRG and Dr. Dingle kissed some more before the both 
left the exam room.  BRG went to the pharmacy and picked up 
her perscription, putting it in her purse, she saw it was 
time to go to work.  BRG had a little job at a local store 
to help her earn enough tuition for the Art Institute she 
wanted to attend.

3.	The Perils of Tiffany

	BRG stood behind a cash register at the Spend-and-Take 
General grocery store.  She was wearing a red vest over her 
dress with shiny buttons and her nametag on it.  Her friend 
Tiffany was next to her at the other register.
	"Say, BRG, I gotta go talk to Mr. Bott about my 
schedule."
	Tiffany was a very young short pretty girl. She had 
blazing red hair that she usually wore pulled back in a 
tight bun.  Her tiny nose was turned upward quite a bit and 
her brow was arched and high over her eyes giving her red 
eyebrows a curved half-circle appearance.  Her eyes were 
large and green although they were slitted and narrow.  
	They seemed to bend down at the tips giving her a slightly 
sad or helpless look.  All in all, she had a very pretty 
face and many men took notice of it.
	Her body was thin on top, small pert breasts bulged 
proudly off her young chest.  Her slender body gave way at 
her hips which were huge and flared outwards.  More than 
one man at the store remarked that her body was built 
perfectly for bearing children.  
	"Sure, Tiff, don't be long, I haven't had my break 
yet."
	"Oh, that's in a few minutes yet, BRG!"
	"Hey, I covered for you!" 
	"Ok, ok, I wont be long!"
	But Tiffany was a long time.  It had been some ten 
minutes and lines at the front were starting to lengthen.  
Rebecca Chowder, the immediate supervisor of the cashiers 
and a short stubby woman with a build and attitude that 
would make a grizzly bear swallow in fear, came hauling up 
to the front.  Bellowing and roaring like a commander in 
the heat of battle, Rebecca quickly surveyed the 'rush' of 
customers wanting to be checked out and began to bark out 
orders to her 'troops.'
	"BRG! Where's Tiffany?"
	"She said she had to go talk to Mr. Bott."
	Rebecca rolled her eyes in a knowing way.
	"God, not again.  Beth, you take over BRG's register.  
BRG, will you go find Tiffany and tell her to get her large 
babymaking butt up here?"
	"Yes, Rebecca!"
	"I don't got time to leave to get her," Mumbled 
Rebecca, "plus I'm damn well not going to interrupt another 
of that Bott's little conferences.  Sick bastard."

	BRG quickly ran to the back of the store and through 
the double doors into the stockroom.  Turning right down an 
isle between heavily loaded shelves, she came to the 
personnel office.  The door was cracked open.  BRG thought 
she heard something, a soft moaning and a man breathing 
very hard.  Alarmed, she peaked through the door.  
	There was Tiffany, stripped to the waist, her pants 
and underwear hanging from one of her ankles.  She was 
sitting on Mr. Bott who had his pants pulled down around 
his ankles, large white underwear also down.  Mr. Bott had 
a very fat face and a fat stomach, his face was not 
attractive to BRG and he had a pudgy big round nose.  His 
hair was salt and pepper shaded and always seemed to be 
slicked back with a couple of cups of Bryllcreme.  
Obviously he had not seen the ad on isle four that "a dab 
will do ya" and used far far to much.
	BRG peaked in the cracked door in shock.  She would 
never have suspected that Tiffany would let the aged 
letcherous Mr. Bott fuck her.  Many a time he had come up 
and greasily drawled "If there's anything I can ever do for 
you, BRG, just come and talk to me" at her, trying to make 
a personal connection with her with a line that totally 
failed in its objective.  It was the only time BRG ever 
really felt sick to her stomach at work.
	Now here was the milk-skinned unblemished red-head 
Tiffany riding his stubby aging cock, plumped with blood 
and veiny.  She was cooing and moving in circles on him, 
wimpering softly and lovingly for him as his meaty sausage-
fingered hands grasped her waist and pounded her flairing 
round hips up and down on his dick.  Up and down she went, 
her upper body moving in circles softly, arching back, her 
red hair was loose and flowed down all the way to the crack 
of her butt.  Her pert breasts, tipped with puffy 
impossibly pink nipples bobbed up and down rapidly.
	BRG never realized she had such long hair, and it was 
red as blood.  The contrast against her paper-white pale 
skin was startling.  BRG had never thought of another woman 
as sexually attractive before but as Mr. Bott fucked 
Tiffany, BRG watched Tiffany and took in her reactions.  
Tiffany's skin was so smooth and unmarked by anything, she 
looked like a vintage porcellain doll.  BRG's knees buckled 
and trembled, her puss flowing with wetness as she watched 
Mr. Bott's cock slamming in and out of Tiffany's tiny pink 
pussy, his hands now grabbing her ass, digging into her 
buttcheeks.
	Mr. Bott panted through his clenched teeth, grunting 
at her, staring at her with fierce eyes, spittle flying out 
of his mouth and on Tiffany's oval high-cheekboned face.  
Her green eyes were shut tight but her mouth was opened in 
an oval O as she mewed and whimpered for her letcherous 
boss.  BRG was suddenly overcome with jealousy.  She hated 
the sight and it made her sick that this old evil letcher 
was touching Tiffany.  BRG's fists clenched.  She kicked 
open the door.
	"Do you really like doing that with him!" she 
screamed, looking at Tiffany.
	Mr. Bott's eyes opened wide as BRG's voice echoed 
through the stockroom.  He flung Tiffany off him and fought 
to get back into his clothes, his cock unsatisfied.  
	Tiffany flew off, skittering backwards, her arms 
windmilling as she tried to catch her balance.  BRG caught 
her from behind.  Her face turned to BRG and quickly moved 
through shock to a look of focused cunning.
	"No, I don't, BRG.  But its good for getting a raise." 
She turned to Mr. Bott and looked upon him with contempt.  
	"He's so bad at fucking anyway, I don't consider it actual 
sex."
	Mr. Bott sputtered and tried to talk.
	"Of course, now it looks like two of us need a raise 
now, eh Bott?" chimed Tiffany, still standing there naked.
Mr. Bott glared and nodded.
	"You seem to have me at a disadvantage.  But I'm sure 
I'll be able to pay you back for it in time." He growled, 
quickly storming off into the store.  He went to the 
bathroom where he masterbated himself.
	Meanwhile, BRG realized what she did and her freckly 
pink face blushed hard.  She had felt such an upwelling of 
rage seeing Mr. Bott with Tiffany.  They had been friends 
for some time but she had never felt that way before.
She was brought out of her reveries by a soft hand 
touching her face.
	"BRG, are you ok?"
BRG turned to Tiffany, staring into her eyes.  
	"BRG, I don't usually... I mean, I don't even like guys... 
I mean, you are always so naïve, I didn't know how to tell 
you that I..."
	BRG slid forward and kissed her on the lips.  BRG 
grabbed Tiffany hard, squeezing the small redhead into 
herself, pulling Tiffany's naked body hard against her own 
large breasts.  Their mouths slurped on each other making 
delicious sounds of smacking.  BRG's pink tongue sought out 
Tiffany's.  Their heads moved in circles as they mashed 
their lips together.  Wanting little whimpers and soft 
silent moans filled the room.
	"You're so beautiful, Tiffany." Moaned BRG.
	"I thought you were straight" gasped Tiffany, kissing 
at BRG's face and neck.  Tiffany's face was flushed with 
passion, her big green eyes shut softly, her blazing red 
eyebrows standing out sharply from her ghost white eyelids.
	"I.. I am.. I don't know what I'm doing, I get this 
feeling from you."
	"Should we stop?" cooed Tiffany.
	BRG did not answer, but squeezed Tiffany even tighter, 
grinding her against her body.  Tiffany's small hands slid 
up and pushed against BRG's massive breasts and slid down 
under her skirt, touching her as they kept kissing 
passionatley.
	"BRG, they're so big..." cooed Tiffany, her hands 
pushing softly into BRG's massive breasts.  BRG pulled back 
slightly and opened her blouse, pulling it open slowly and 
carefully to expose her deep cleavage and massive hanging 
tits.  She was wearing no bra.  Tiffany's hands slid in the 
blouse, softly caressing BRG's soft warm acres of 
breastflesh.  
	Suddenly BRG pushed Tiffany back on the meeting table 
in the room, spreading her legs wide.  BRG pulled up her 
own skirt and mounted between Tiffany's legs and began to 
rub her pussy on Tiffany's.  Tiffany slid back, going limp 
on the table, staring up at BRG with soft glassy eyes.  BRG 
rubbed her thickly furred blond pussy against Tiffany, she 
was so desperate to fuck, she didn't know how she should 
fuck another girl, but she wanted Tiffany so badly.  
	"Take me, BRG" cooed Tiffany
	BRG rubbed against Tiffany, up and down, sweating.  
She had long ago stopped thinking about what she was doing.  
She now rubbed her swollen pussy against Tiffany's sweet 
pink slit.  Her pussyfur was as thick as BRG's and BRG's 
golden pussy curls mixed with Tiffany's blazing red pubes.  
BRG cried out and moaned loudly, rubbing her pussy and clit 
harder and harder against Tiffany.  BRG's massive hanging 
fat tits rubbed and shook against Tiffany's pert breasts 
which heaved up and down with Tiffany's hard breathing.
Tiffany leaned up and kissed BRG, she squeezed BRG's 
big breasts hanging out her open her blouse, kneeding them.  
	BRG buried her face in Tiffany's neck as she lurched on 
her, screaming louder and louder.  BRG thudded up an down 
over Tiffany, kicking with her legs, pushing Tiffany hard 
against the table so she slid along it.
	"Yes, baby... yes baby... I'm yours" cooed Tiffany back in 
BRG's ear.  
	BRG responed by bawling back and groaning loudly, her 
body shaking and quivering, sweat was pouring off both 
their faces.  BRG's cries brought Tiffany to the edge as 
well as the feeling of their pussies rubbing together.
"Lets cum together baby, take your Tiffany, take..."
BRG pulled back and stared down at Tiffany.  She had 
never felt like this before.  For a moment she knew how the 
men who fucked her felt when they towered over her, ready 
to empty their cum inside her sweet pussy.  She understood.  
All BRG wanted to do was fuck Tiffany, fuck her hard, claim 
her and mark her as her own property.  The wave of savage 
possessive want gave way to her own orgasm as her eyes 
rolled back in her head.  
	"No, no, look in my eyes baby" cooed Tiffany.  BRG 
fought back and looked into Tiffany's big green heavily-
lidded eyes.  They were so full of passion, she could feel 
Tiffany giving herself totally.  BRG leaned down and 
covered Tiffany's mouth with her own, eyes locked together, 
as their orgasms flooded through both their bodies.  Grunts 
and barks choked in their throats.  They could only lay 
together for a few minutes.
	"Goodness..." cooed BRG.
	"We need to get back to work!" said Tiffany, quickly 
redressing.  BRG quickly adjusted herself, not knowing what 
to say.
	"Tiffany..." she said, staring at the floor.  Tiffany 
quickly kissed her cheek. 
	"Shh, don't bother about it now.  Its cool."
	"Tiffany!" cried out BRG, grabbing the redhead girl 
and kissing her passionatley.
	Tiffany finished their kiss and ran back to the front.  
The rest of the day passed normally.  Mr. Bott had told 
Rhonda Chowder that the pair had been feeling ill and had 
taken a break in the back.  For all his threats, the man 
was scared shitless of being discovered fucking one of his 
employees.  
	BRG kept staring over at Tiffany all day.  Her long 
blood red hair up in a bun now.  Her flaring hips covered 
but BRG knew her warm spreading thighs and furry puss were 
in there.  Her feelings didn't confuse her.  She didn't 
consider herself a lesbian now, she had just fallen in love 
with Tiffany.  Then again, she had also fallen in love with 
Mr. Harvey and Noobie and Doctor Dingle.  Maybe it would be 
best of she left Tiffany alone.
	"BRG?" 
	BRG looked up.  She was sitting on the bench outside 
the store after work.  Tiffany was standing before her.  
She stood up and kissed Tiffany warmly on the lips, she 
didn't care if anyone saw.  Tiffany pulled back gently and 
stroked at BRG's massive round breasts through her blue 
vertically striped blouse.
	"Please forgive me." Tiffany said.
	"For what?"
	"Fucking The Bott."
	"Goodness, why should I have to forgive you for that?"
	"Because I belong to you now." 

4.	BRG Has Got It Going On

	It had been a few days since BRG had been to see Dr. 
Dingle.  He had given her some drugs that should induce 
lactation and she had begun to take them.  She had not 
noticed any of the ill side-effects the doctor had said 
might happen but she was now beginning to have soreness in 
her huge soft breasts.  It made her cry out loud when Mr. 
Harvey squeezed them and sucked on them when he eagerly 
fucked her over and over in their bed at night.
As she lay under Mr. Harvey, working so hard on top of 
her, bouncing on her belly and slamming his eager cock into 
her hot massive breasted body, her huge milky smooth soft 
tits flopped and jiggled wildly.  She whimpered and cried, 
loving her pussy filled with a large thick pulsing cock, 
dumping cum into her over and over.  BRG nursed Mr. Harvey 
in the morning, knowing her breasts would soon begin to 
produce milk for him.  He would lay his head in her lap, 
her massive fat breast in his face.  Looking up at her 
bright blue eyes, he would reach out for a hanging raindrop 
shaped breast and begin to suck on her precious pink 
nipple.
	This is what BRG's reveries were of as she lay on the 
bed on her day off.  She had been very tired and she hoped 
it was only because she had worked overtime lately and had 
been spending time with Tiffany after work.  Suddenly there 
was a knock on the door.  BRG got up and quickly zipped up 
her blue striped dress and straightened herself out.  She 
opened the door to find a young blond teenager standing on 
the doorstep.  He seemed shocked to find himself face to 
face with BRG and his breath caught in his throat.
	"Um hi, I'm Tommy from down the street.  Mr. Harvey 
said he would pay me to come over and mow the lawn." 
	Tommy blurted out his phrase, his eyes staring fixedly 
on BRG's massive round bosom.  
	"Oh sure Tommy, I remember you." Said BRG happily.  
She fished in her pocket and brought out some money.
	"Here's your money, is that enough?" cooed BRG.
Tommy was a young scrawny teen although he had not yet 
fully matured so maybe he would get larger.  As of right 
now he was practically a boy and his head barely came up to 
BRG's neck so that he would have to look up to her face.  
Not that he was doing that at all right now, his eyes were 
still glued to her perfectly shaped round breasts, bulging 
under her dress like perfectly shaped gargantuan fat 
raindrops.
	Tommy nodded as BRG smiled warmly at him.  He took the 
money and pushed it in his pocket.  BRG glanced down and 
noticed the growing bulge in Tommy's pants.  Her face 
blushed and she swayed her body just a little to make her 
large breasts swing back and forth gently, causing the 
fabric of her dress bulge and move.
	"Do a good job now!" cried BRG softly as she turned 
around and walked back into the house slowly, swishing her 
round heart-shapped ass at Tommy.  She looked back over at 
him over her shoulder and smiled, reaching down and closing 
the door.  Tommy stood there for a moment, his young cock 
aching.  He went and started the lawn mower, his dick hard 
in his pants, hard as steel.  It stayed that way for some 
time as he pushed the lawn mower up and down in rows, in a 
daze, thinking of BRG.
	BRG meantime had walked to her bedroom and slipped off 
her dress.  She opened the front seamless zipper slowly, 
the dress popping open and peeling away from her curvy body 
like a banana peel.  Her huge breasts, free, barely sagged, 
bobbing to the sides of her body proud and defiant to 
gravity.  Her waist pinched in somewhat but was still 
thick, BRG's hands slid over her belly which was growing 
more pronounced these days.  As BRG also used birth control 
that she got from Dr. Dingle, she knew it was too much good 
food living with Mr. Harvey.
	"I'm going to have to start doing pushups or something." 
Mused BRG as she slid on a pair of pink panties (she had 
not been wearing any) and a thin negligee, white with 
little pink hearts, which clung tightly over her breasts 
and flaring hips.  
	"Time for a little nap..." yawned BRG, she had been 
feeling sleepy and layed down on the large king sized bed 
in her bedroom.  She listened to the sounds of the 
lawnmower and drifted off to sleep.  
	Tommy, meanwhile, had been doing a good job with the 
lawn and had been getting closer and closer to the back of 
the house.  His mind was still full of BRG.  He kept 
thinking of all the things the older boys had told him 
about girls and all their own sex fantasies; and then he 
imagined doing those things with BRG.  He passed a window 
and casually glanced in to see BRG laying on her bed.
	"Oh wow, its her bedroom window!" cried out Tommy, 
outloud but meaning to think to himself.  He put the 
lawnmower on idle and crept up to get a better look.  
BRG was laying on her side, turned away from the 
window, so all Tommy could see was her heart-shaped hard 
ass, ivory white, gleaming snowy in the half-light of the 
bedroom.  Her back was covered with the negligee and her 
waist curved in like the middle of an hourglass.  He could 
still see the huge mounds of breastflesh from behind her as 
they lay on top of each other, piled up, on the side of BRG 
facing away from him.  
	Tommy was panting hard, trying to climb up to get a 
better look.  His tennis shoes were scraping against the 
wall as he tried to climb up.  The sound of scraping must 
have disturbed BRG as she turned on her back, moaning in 
her sleep.  
	Now Tommy could see the full expanse of BRG's massive 
breasts, laying slightly to her sides under the tight 
negligee, her huge nipples pushing against the fabric.  One 
of her legs crooked up and a full tuft of golden blond 
pussy hair shot out of her panties on each side of the 
crotch.  
	"Oh fuck!" moaned Tommy, reaching for his crotch with 
one hand.  Unfortunatley this made him loose his grip on 
the thin window seal.  He scrabbled madly but still fell 
backwards on the muddly flowerbed below.  A scream of 
surprise ripping out of him as he fell on his butt in a 
suprisingly deep and cold pile of mud.  
	"Huh? Who's there?" snorted BRG out of her sleep as 
her head shot upright and she pulled herself up to sitting 
position.  She looked around a bit, rubbing sleep out of 
her eyes.  The lawnmower had cut out by now on its own and 
all was silent.  BRG got up and staggered to the window and 
threw it open, sticking her head - and her huge hanging 
bosom - outside.  There was Tommy, pushed up against the 
wall, trying to hide, covered in mud.
	"Tommy! I hope you weren't peaking at me!" cried out 
BRG in a voice more full of surprise than of anger.
	"No! Um. I mean, no, I was just... I couldn't help it.  
I mean..." stammered Tommy, standing up fully, staring right 
at BRG's breasts.  The massive round mammaries were now 
half exposed under the tight negligee and the parts that 
were covered left nothing to the imagination.  As she was 
leaning down a bit, he could look right down her deep dark 
cavernous cleavage.  It looked black as night down there, 
so dark that sunlight never got down that far.  
	"Tommy... Aren't you a little young for girls?" smiled 
BRG, shaking her finger at him.  
	"Heck no, I'll be fourteen next week!  Plus I really 
like you a lot, I think about you a lot when I come over 
here to mow the lawn" blurted out Tommy, blushing.
BRG smiled and tried not to laugh.  Tommy probably got 
horny looking at every and any woman or girl he crossed 
paths with.  The idea of BRG being his one and only was 
silly to say the least. 
	"Well, that's very sweet Tommy, but it is not nice at 
all to peek in at people through windows!"
	"Yes, Ma'am." Tommy answered honestly, feeling 
sheepish and embarrased at having peaked, he did feel he 
had done something wrong.  BRG picked up on this 
immediatley.
	"Come inside so I can talk to you about this." Said 
BRG, smiling, closing the window.  
	"Okay!" said Tommy, running as fast as he could for 
the front door.  He stood in front of it for just a moment 
when BRG opened it, still in her panties and tight 
negligee.  She motioned Tommy to come in and closed the 
door.  She led him away from the windows of the living room 
near the hallway to the back rooms.
	"Now Tommy, I'm going to let you look at me as long as 
you want, but you must promise not to be a nasty voyeur 
anymore.  I don't want you turning out to be a boy who is 
bad to women."
	Tommy could hardly believe his ears.  
	"I promise!" cried out Tommy.
	"Good."  BRG put her hands to her breasts and pushed 
them together, holding them up, offering them toward Tommy.
	"Now get a good look, and promise me you'll be a good 
nice boy."
	"I promise! I promise!" panted Tommy as he looked down 
into BRG's cleavage.  She kept moving her huge soft breasts 
together in front of his face, smiling at him, putting on a 
show for him.  Tommy's face turned red from arousal, his 
mouth opened in a small 'o' as he began to breathe hard.  
His hand wandered down to his crotch and he began to 
absentmindedly rub it.  
	"You've started to touch yourself..." whispered BRG 
hoarsely, getting closer to Tommy. She was starting to get 
aroused.  Tommy was being so sweet and inoffensive.  She 
was expecting him to act like a typical boy and treat her 
like an object, giving her orders what to do, trying to get 
sex out of her through gile and debate.  
	"I must really turn you on, huh?" said BRG so softly 
she sounded like a voice on the wind.
	"Oh BRG, I'm in love with you!" whined Tommy.
BRG smiled hard again.  She didn't believe Tommy could 
be in love with her, but he was being so sweet, taking what 
she was offering and not trying to get more through 
trickery or cajoling. BRG moved her arms around Tommy and 
pulled him to her, hugging him tightly and warmly.
	"You poor boy, I think you'd better come with me to 
the bedroom where you peeked at me."
	"Oh BRG!" whimpered Tommy, his hands came up and 
cupped BRG's huge breasts as he nuzzled his face into her 
chest, her thick curly golden hair burying his head.  BRG 
pulled away from him slowly. 
	"Come on, my room's down here." She said. BRG was 
starting to get aroused too, by now, her puss was juicing 
up, her pussyhair becoming damp.  Her eyes were heavily 
lidded and her freckled cheeks were reddening. 
She turned and walked toward her bedroom and Tommy 
followed.  Tommy reached down and unzipped his pants on the 
way, letting them fall and stepping out of them.  As he 
followed BRG into her bedroom, he slipped his shirt off and 
quickly pulled his underwear down as he gazed at BRG's 
round ass in front of him.  
	"You took off your clothes on the way!" said BRG in 
mock surprise as she turned around and found herself facing 
Tommy naked.  "Did you do that to show me this big dick?" 
BRG's hands cupped Tommy's young cock.  He was so 
young he didn't even have pubic hair yet and his hard stiff 
cock, although it would probably grow larger, was hardly 
four inches stiff now.  But BRG wanted to encourage Tommy 
and reward him for his sweetness.
	"Such big balls, like apples" cooed BRG as both her 
hands now caressed Tommy's cock and balls.  Her dainty 
hands slid over his dick, her palm scraping across his 
cockhead, sliding back his cock's hood to expose the tip.  
She cupped his boyballs and warmed them with her palms.  
Tommy put his hands on her shoulders as she did this, 
panting hard, breathing ragged fast breaths.  Standing very 
still, letting BRG caress his cock.  
	"I guess I better get naked too, huh?" said BRG, 
standing before him.  There was sweat on her brow and now 
her chest was reddening and getting damp from arousal.  Her 
pussy was flowing.
	"Yes!" cried out Tommy happily.
BRG stared at him as she pulled up her negligee, 
exposing her huge zepplin like tits, capped with big bright 
pink nipples and round pink areolae that covered almost all 
the rounded ends of her breasts.  She lifted her negligee 
over her head and shook her thick curly hair as she pulled 
it off her.  
	Tommy was awestruck staring at her massive breasts, a 
rivelet of drool came down unchecked out of the corner of 
his mouth.  BRG kept standing upright, pushing out her 
chest, as her thumbs hooked under the corner of her panties 
and she slid them over her round waist; they dropped to the 
floor and she kicked them off her food.
	Tommy pushed into her suddenly, wrapping his arms 
around her, pulling her to him tightly.  He was groaning 
loudly as he rubbed his face into her breasts, kissing and 
licking his small young mouth all over them.  
	"Tommmmmy..." moaned BRG as the boy began to make love 
to her.  He kissed her as BRG leg him back to the bed, 
laying back on it.  Tommy quickly climbed up on top of her.  
Panting hard, a look of desperate hunger on his face.  He 
slid between her legs, practically kicking them open, 
flopping down on her belly heavily.
	"Gosh, you get right to the point!" giggled BRG.
	"I want you now!  I must have you!" cried out Tommy, 
pushing up by his arms to look down at BRG under him.  
Their eyes looked into each others for awhile.  
BRG slid her hand down, finding Tommy's young but 
fiercely hard cock.  She brought it up to her pussy, 
rubbing it through her thick pussyfur.  Tommy was grunting, 
paralyzed over her, the feeling overcoming him and making 
him unable to move.  It was clear to BRG that Tommy had 
never done anything like this before.  He really wanted to 
though.
	"OH OH OH!" Tommy screamed and jerked spasmodically as 
BRG put his cock inside her pussy.  Her other hand wrapped 
around his round young ass and pushed as she helped the 
cock inside her.  
	"That's right Tommy, put it inside.  Inside... now 
thrust easily" moaned BRG.  Tommy responded by squirming on 
her, shaking, thrusting, moving wildy on her belly, tearing 
whimpers of pleasure from BRG.  He was rubbing up hard and 
pushing against her clit, shaking and rubbing, driving BRG 
crazy.
	"Easy Tommy, Easy... make it last." Cooed BRG as she lay 
back, letting Tommy take her any way he wanted.  Tommy just 
kept himself propped up by his arms, in a push-ups 
position, thrusting into BRG.  His staring sightless and a 
big curving smile frozen on his face.  He grunted and 
moaned wordless sounds of pleasure as his cock jabbed again 
and again in BRG's wet pussy.  She was so sloppy wet now 
that his cock slid in and out easily, too easily, and BRG 
cried out every time his dick came out totally.  
	"Take me, Tommy, take me!"  Tommy began to see-saw on 
her, whimpering and moaning louder and louder.  BRG was 
grunting by this time, moaning and swallowing her saliva as 
she felt her orgasm building.  
	"OHGAWDOHBRGOHPLEASE WAHHHH" screamed Tommy suddenly, 
arching over her, thrusting and trying to climb inside her 
with his cock, his legs scrambling between her thighs.  
"Oh Tommy!" moaned BRG lovingly.  Tommy came and came, 
squirting cum inside BRG's sopping wet pussy.  The young 
teen, half-laughing, half-crying, feeling total release 
inside the hot huge tittied blond girl. 
	BRG clung to him, rocking him on her, side to side, as 
her own orgasm washed over her.  She bit her lip and 
screamed a long warbling cry as Tommy collapsed on her, 
panting and spent.  Tommy lay there for some time.  
	"Oh BRG, Oh BRG..." he groaned over and over again.  His 
young cock didn't even get soft and he lay with it inside 
her still.  BRG breathed deeply, a huge smile on her face, 
as she clung to the boy, wrapping her arms around him.  
	"I liked that, Tommy.  Now go finish mowing the lawn 
and we'll make love some more after you're done." Whispered 
BRG as she kissed Tommy's face sweetly.
	"I love you BRG!" cried out Tommy.
	"I believe you." Said BRG.  She now did feel Tommy was 
genuinely in love with her.  And as such, she planned to 
give herself to him whenever he needed her. 
They kissed and hugged some more then Tommy fucked her 
again, this time with BRG sitting up on top of him.  BRG's 
huge breasts bouncing as she rode the teen-boy underneath 
her, her hands up and in her hair.  After Tommy had cum 
inside her, he leaned up and started to suck on one of her 
huge round beautifully hanging tits.  
	"BRG, you have milk!"
	"What?!?" said BRG surprised.
	"Milk! Oh its so sweet"
	BRG blushed hard as the young teen fed on her tits.  
	The perscription had worked and now BRG would have milk for 
her lovers.  Later she would feed her milk to Mr. Harvey 
too, later that evening, as Tommy finally finished the lawn 
mowing.

THE END

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