A Small Dilemma (Size Corp #2) - Sex Stories

A Small Dilemma (Size Corp #2)

Emma sat in the observation room and frowned, rubbing her forehead. She flicked through the papers she'd gone through with the test subject only an hour beforehand, and shook her head.

"She swore she wasn't lactating beforehand. Look, her signature is right here." Emma said.

"She must have been. This was only a single dose; for her height, weight and age, she shouldn't have grown much larger than bowling balls." Laura, one of Emma's best and oldest friends and the lead scientist behind one of Size Corps' most popular pill divisions, the lactation inducers, was as baffled as Emma was.

Laura had shoulder-length hair that was currently dyed neon blue, with a stud in her nose and several piercings in both ears. Under her white lab coat she wore ripped black jeans that showed hints of her pale white thighs, and a black shirt representing a band Emma had never heard of. Size Corp had only briefly bothered trying to enforce their strict dress code on Laura before giving up; her expertise and raw talent being far too valuable for them to risk losing. They both looked at the test subject on the other side of the glass.

The curvy redhead was sitting against the wall, legs stretched out straight in front of her, her face contorted in an expression of pleasure. Two massive breasts, easily a beanbag in size each, rested on her lap and pale, engorged nipples sprayed milk onto the floor in front of her. Emma looked down at her relatively new basketball-sized breasts. That was me ...

... only a week ago. She thought.

Laura leaned forward and pressed a button on the table in front of her, turning on her microphone.

"Sandy? This is Laura, head scientist behind the lactation inducers." She waved at Sandy.

"Emma here tells me you've put in writing that you weren't naturally lactating before this experiment. Can you confirm that this is correct?"

Sandy flushed red. Milk continued to spray from her breasts, which were swelling bigger by the second.

"I - I mean, not lactating lactating." She groaned.

Laura raised an eyebrow at Emma and turned back to the window.

"Elaborate." Laura said flatly.

"I - I was for a while. My girlfriend was really into it and well... so was I. So I induced, and it worked. But my supply was drying up, and I didn't know what to do. I saw the ad online and..." she trailed off into a moan.

Laura looked at Emma. Emma shrugged.

"She signed it! What am I meant to do, test-milk every candidate?"

Laura looked at Emma, then at her chest. "I get the feeling you're doing enough... test-milking at home." She said, teasingly.

Emma flushed red. When she had returned to work this week, it had been painfully obvious she'd been enjoying some pills from the lab on her own time.

She wasn't surprised there hadn't been repercussions, however. If Size Corp fired everyone who came in one day looking suspiciously bigger or smaller than they had the day before, they would have no staff left. She thought. She looked at Laura, ...