Milky kink blog

One of my fantasies is a huge speculum like thing. Like that medieval "pear", so four metal pieces, but open on top so you can look inside the hole.

And then of course put it in your cunt and open it. Wider. Wider. Wider. Until your cunt flesh is straining and about to tear.

Then leave it in like that. Hours. But don't just leave it in. Reach in and massage the cunt flesh. Oil it, maybe. Use the time for it to relax, adapt, stretch. Until it's not about to tear anymore.

Then... Wider. Wider. Leave it in again. Massage, oil, massage. Wait.

The prudish woman ends up being cursed in two ways - a compulsion to wear clothing that shows cleavage / an inability to hide her breasts completely, but also cursed that the more people stare at her breasts the larger they become.

When she had walked out the front door that morning, the deep neckline of Zoey's shirt had purely been a compulsion from her curse. Now, even if the curse had been lifted, there was no way she'd be able to cover herself up. She crossed her arms over her swelling bustline, barely covering a fraction of her swelling tits.

"H-hey! Stop it! Look away! It's rude to stare!!!"

For her entire life, Zoey had tried to blend into the background. She was quiet and didn't particularly enjoy attention, but that made her feel rather isolated. When she saw how women far bustier than her basked in the attention that their tits brought them, she couldn't help feeling resentful. That's what led her to her outburst, calling that goth woman all sorts of names she now regretted—and some she still didn't.

A few short days was all it took for her tits to reach a critical size where people simply couldn't stop staring. Some in lust, some in disgust. As frustrated as Zoey was, she couldn't truly blame them. Her tits swelled outward, filling, inflating, making their presence even more known. If she had only limited her insults to the size of the goth woman's tits, but she had to call her a bimbo and a slut, too. So instead of merely growing larger breasts, her tits were overly perky and firm, filling up as if they were implants!

She didn't want this. She never wanted this kind of attention, but now everyone was looking at her, gawking at her, whispering about the kind of person that would willingly choose to get such obscene implants, but she didn't! They weren't! She—

A sudden flash of light snapped Zoey out of her spiral. She looked up just in time to see some person in the crowd lowering their phone. By the time she realized what was happening, the picture of her spherical bimbo tits had already been posted and the views were rolling in. The growing accelerated, splitting her shirt open and exposing her tits entirely.