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[Tags: breast expansion, lactation, breastfeeding, hyper-breasts, belly inflation] This is the third in a series that starts here: — Aren’t we a trio of likely individuals? Three women, each one with breasts more colossal than the last. A mute simpleton, a psychotic rapist (that’s me), and a woman whose tits have ballooned to the point she can no longer get out of bed. All three of us feeding each other a seemingly endless supply of breastmilk. What are these foul creatures that we’ve ourselves turned into? What supernatural power is even sustaining us like this? I can say one thing, it’s good that Ruth lives on the ground floor. The carpet in her bedroom is now so totally sodden with our collective breastmilk that it’s a wonder the floor hasn’t collapsed. Even after just that first day together after infecting Ruth we had already ruined this place beyond recognition. I still don’t understand the biology of it all. What is it that causes the three of us to produce this