That night, Valerie couldn't stop thinking about the business man's proposal. Should she really meet him tomorrow? Or would her vile body once again chase away someone that had claimed to like her? If only she would know in advance!
After a few rough, sleepless hours, Valerie was back at work with TeamScience.
"It's working! Oh my god, Gordon, it's working! Look at those fantastic tits!"
"What?"
"Check the nipples! See the white fluid? We made it!"
"We sure did! Let's see how much we can squeeze out of them with the regular method. Here, take the pump and get going! If we were right, this should yield only a few drops."
Valerie's groans were muffled by the ball gag. The pull on her poor nipple was so strong and so enduring that she instantly pitied all the poor nursing mothers out there. And the terribly strong suction didn't stop either but went on and on.
"Give them 10 more minutes. After that, let's proceed to phase 2."
Valerie had no idea what phase 2 meant nor did she want to find out. She just wanted to get out of her box!
"You were right, Diane, only a few drops."
"Good, then let's see if the trigger impulse works as expected. May I?"
"Sure, go ahead!"
Valerie heard a loud, sickening slap as her right breast exploded in pain. Only seconds later, her left tit joined in and stung terribly.
"There! See? She's leaking! And now..."
The poor girl winced as her nipples were cruelly squeezed shut by an invisible pair of fingers.
"One... Two... Three...Four...Five... Alright, that should be enough. And voila, no milk!"
"Like magic! Oh god, we will be millionaires!"
"We will be, but we need to be thorough. Let's book those monsters for a few more weeks to do some additional testing. Also, we need to keep them on the medication to see if there are any adverse effects with higher doses. But damn, does this look good!"
"Alright, more lotion then. Won't she be in pain though?"
"We have talked about this already, Gordon! Progress doesn't come without sacrifices. It's just a pair of tits, who cares if they feel a bit uncomfortable for the next few months! Get the lotion on them, I'll work on the report."
Valerie wanted to scream, wanted to tell them that her boobs already hurt enough, but there was no way she could communicate. And so she endured another painful massage until her box was finally moved away.
It got worse and worse the next few days. Valerie could barely move without causing searing hot pain in her boobs. Whenever they jiggled a bit, she wanted to scream, and whenever someone touched her breasts, she wanted to go ballistic. But she had her commitments and so she decided to tough it out.
The few customers that had experienced her wares before quickly noted that her boobs were even bigger, even better than before. And although the poor girl complained whenever someone squeezed them, they did not hold back for the most part.
But only the business man managed to break the seal in his session. He was in a bad mood from the beginning and slapped her bloated boobies for several minutes until his temper had calmed a bit.
