"Good morning Ladies and Gentlemen," Betty cheered as soon as he first rays of sunlight graced the shades of the bus, "I hope you all had a relaxing few hours! Maybe even our entertainers in the upper deck had some time to doze off, who knows? Time to stretch those muscles a bit. Rub that sleep off your eyes and get ready to play with those knockers! Grab your pair from each side and mash them together like this!"
Betty loved to entertain her fellow passengers. And the driver seemed to be fine with her taking over some of the announcer work, too. Gus smiled at her encouragingly as she got ready for the demonstration. She got hold of the white boobs dangling above the man to show everybody how to push those breasts together.
"Yes, just like that!" she encouraged the passengers, "Push them together hard! And now, slap those tips every so lightly. Like this!" she let her fingers clap against the hardening tips, "Repeat until those things are hard as rock. Need to wake up those girls, too!"
Everybody got busy with their personal pair and tried to get the nipples hard.
"Fantastic. Next, we'll gently slap the insides of those boobs until they sport this delicious shade of pink. Like this..." she landed the inside of her hand repeatedly on the soft flesh, "See how they blush?"
Alice groaned annoyed. What a way to wake up! She felt the stinging slaps on her dangling tits and cursed furiously. Driver's seat wasn't such a good choice after all. But all the others seemed to be in a very similar situation considering all the groaning and moaning behind her.
"Now lightly bite into those hard tips and let your teeth play with them. Make those little pokers fear your dangerous bites!"
The girls whimpered as sharp teeth sank into their breasts.
"No, no, be careful! Don't bite them off, please? Alright, now take those nubs and pull them down. Be gentle but firm. Pull!"
"Ouch, dammit!" cursed Erin, "Does this ever stop? My boobs are red and raw already!"
Lily moaned out loud as suddenly something bit into her bloated, swollen orbs. Those rings didn't help either. The rigid metal made her breasts only more sensitive! They felt like taut balloons ready to pop!
"Alright, that's it for now. Do you feel how relaxed your muscles are? Great way to start the day, isn't it? Let's give those girls a bit of rest. Of course, you can keep massaging them if you so wish, just don't overdo it. Those boobs are very sensitive!"
The driver grabbed the microphone and announced "Breakfast will be served shortly. Enjoy your meal!"
"Mr Sowee? May I bring your muesli and coffee?"
The young girl again. Richie nodded, brushing sleep from his eyes, "Certainly. A nice hot coffee is just what I need."
"Which pair do you want to use?"
"Let's stick to those chocolate ones. You can remove that teapot, too."
"Sure."
The girl removed the pot and tidied his place efficiently. Then, she returned with another steaming hot pot full of coffee and a large bowl of muesli which she both attached to the bloated, chocolate-colored breasts of May.
"Enjoy your breakfast, Sir!" she cheered as she vanished again.
Richie looked at the bowl full of dry muesli flakes. He would need plenty of milk to fill it. Smiling eagerly, he removed the clam from the taut breast above and started to knead the hard ball of flesh. White milk trickled down freely as the old man milked his personal breast for breakfast. What a joy.
May gasped happily as the pressure finally lessened. She had feared that her full breast would never be allowed to empty again, but now this kind man had taken action! She enjoyed the let-down as her body provided the sweet milk.
Richie watched his bowl slowly fill up. He really enjoyed tasting this promising meal. But first some coffee. He filled his cup, held it right below the other tit above the pot, opened the second clamp and expressed some milk from the little nipple. The eager man watched mesmerized as milk dribbled from both teats to provide him with food.
Meanwhile, Betty and Linda talked about how beautiful their assigned pairs where.
"Can't believe this. They are flawless! Look, if I pull them down there is no sign of stretch marks or anything!"
"They're probably 20 years or younger. I would kill for a set like that. Come on, let's compare. Look at my tits. If I pull like that...OUCH... see? My skin is far from THAT level of beauty. Getting old sucks! Big time!"
"Let's see if I can pull them so hard that we see some marks!" Betty giggled and grabbed the beautiful breasts with force.
"Nope! Still nice and shiny!"
"Oh come on, that's not fair!"
"I'm already sad the trip is over soon..."
"I hear you. Best investment ever. We should do this again, soon!"
"Ladies and Gentlemen. We will do one last bathroom break before we arrive at our destination. Guest break in about 10 minutes, performers in about 25 minutes."
Richie idly played with the bloated red balls above and wondered how this girl would ever get out of those holes again. His fingers brushed over the constricting metal rings and explored the odd shape her breast was forced into. Fascinating, truly fascinating. He pinched the small nipple, tickled the taut skin and mused about how the girl must feel.
Lily had very similar thoughts. She was happy that the trip was almost over and that she was still in one piece. The tickling on her buzzing boobs was kind of nice, and the strange heating sensation had finally subsided. She thought about the experience so far, thought about the mess she brought herself into. 200 bucks for getting her tits mauled and squeezed. True, it was mostly her own fault for being so cheap, but still...
Would she do it again? With bigger holes and that protective shirt? She wasn't sure. 200 bucks were an awful lot of money, and she just had to lie in that damp compartment to earn it, letting some weirdo play with her hooters...
"Hey, May! Was this your first trip?"
"Hmm?"
