I'm bigger than my bedroom at this point and my breasts are constantly leaking large amounts of milk and they are now rapidly becoming the biggest part of my life, I absently play with them, talk to them, play with myself. When I hear the door open and the familiar sound of my girlfriend stepping in the puddles of my milk with my next shipment of pills. After telling her how much my girls and I miss her and give a status report I begin to down some pills I reveal what this was all about. I began to cut corners in order to buy out a warehouse of pills. So in order to do that I decide to not... Show more