Cupping his now bare breasts, Jon was struck by simultaneously conflicting feelings. The huge tight breasts felts deliciously round and smooth to his hands, but the breasts themselves felt painful and bloated.
'Alright, how do you milk these things?' Jon wondered.
Going into the bathroom, Jon leaned over the sink and tried to use the technique he'd seen used on cartoon cows. Grabbing his hanging nipples, he tried pulling on them. The immediate result was pain, but no milk. Resting with his hands on the sink, he watched as slow drops of milk formed and dripped from his hanging nipples. Thinking that maybe he could simply speed up this process, Jon placed both hands around one of his mammoth breasts and tried gently squeezing. To his surprise and delight, this produced a solid stream of milk. Squeezing harder resulted in pain, but no more milk. With a little experimentation, Jon found the optimal pressure and spent the next twenty minutes coaxing a slowly diminishing stream of milk from his right breast.
Standing up, Jon looked at himself in the mirror. Not only was he a guy with huge tits, but one was rock hard and jutting way out, while the other was softer and rounder and tended to sag. Sighing, Jon bent back over the sink and spent another twenty minutes squeezing milk from his left breast. Finally, tired and sore Jon was once again symetrical, if somewhat saggy.
Rumaging threw his dresser, Jon was surprised to find a selection of bra's. After several aborted attempts, Jon was satisfied that he had one on that would control his bounce, if not his now very pronounced jiggle, and called Karyn for a rematch.
