The small room was lit mostly from the glow of the computer screen. Lizz was trying to hack into a pharmaceutical company’s servers- she was an IT person by day, but hacked into different places for another source of income. Today, her target was B&M Labs, a mid-sized company that her client wanted to know more about.

She was currently operating a run time in an attempt to get a password for the server instead of getting in the hard way. Lizz sat, waiting for it to finish, guessing passwords to pass the time. After a few minutes, she had exhausted all the ones she could think of. Luckily, the run time finished quickly after that. She read the result: “Milky 80085”.

“Are you joking right now? What kind of nonsensical password is that?” She entered it anyway, and to her amusement it worked. She started browsing for different files that her client would be interested in. Unknown to her, the password triggered a secondary defense for the system. It was impossible for her to notice as her computer speakers emitted a faint high-pitched—too high for anyone to hear—audio signal.

Lizz sifted through file folders, oblivious to what was happening to her. Her decently sized C cup breasts were slowly pushing out against her thin cotton shirt as they grew larger. Her boobs steadily grew while she sat looking at her computer screen. “Nothing here seems to be anything useful. Where are the files I want?” Lizz sat up, her plumping nipples rubbing along her shirt. “God damn that feels good,” she said, bringing her hands up to tease her nipples. She froze as she immediately noticed her breasts were bigger than she remembered.

“Why are my tits so big?!” she nearly shouted. She became more alarmed as she noticed something else. “Not just big… getting bigger?! How are my boobs growing?!” By now they had surpassed E cups, too large to fit in her hands.

“Please stop growing, I was completely happy with my Cs,” Lizz pleaded. Her alarm started to slowly fade as she realized how good her swelling tits felt. She absentmindedly started to massage them as they continued to plump up. Growing larger and larger, Lizz’s breasts also started to feel full.

Soon, Lizz was completely lost in the feelings of her burgeoning boobs. Everything else became background noise as she kept playing with her tits, which by now were approaching the size of her head. “Keep growing,” she whimpered. Her breasts’ fullness came to a point, and Lizz’s shirt was soaked as her boobs erupted with milk, the speed of their growth increasing. She screamed in pleasure as her hands moved from massaging and playing with her tits to milking herself.

Lizz’s ballooning boobs slipped out of her shirt as they grew too large for it to cover them. One hand followed her nipples and continued its motions. The other slid down inside her panties, her milk-coated fingers pushing into her wet pussy. Her milk flowed down her body as her breasts eagerly expressed it, covering her in the white liquid. The audio signal from her computer stopped, but she couldn’t notice it. Even if she could have, she wouldn’t have cared.

The growth of her breasts slowed and stopped once the audio signal ended. Lizz continued to milk and finger herself, awaiting a mind-blowing climax. She hit it, her body tightening and releasing as the intense orgasm shook through it. Her arms went limp and hung by her sides afterwards, having expended most of her energy in her climax. There was still a trickle of milk from her thick nipples as she lay there motionless.

Finally, she regained enough energy to sit up, and Lizz felt the weight of her boobs shift, coming into contact with her thighs. “Oh shit,” she said, “How big have my tits gotten?” She stood up and stumbled her way into the bathroom, her knees still slightly weak from her orgasm. Lizz blinked as she turned the lights on and turned to face the mirror. What she saw astounded her.

“Fuck, dude, these are gigantic,” Lizz said as she observed the huge bulk of her breasts. They were bigger than she ever imagined boobs could get, at least as big as basketballs. Their tremendous bulk covered her torso with breast flesh at least a foot thick and over a foot wide. The bottom of her tits was lower than her crotch. To top them off, her once cute nipples had fattened considerably, the shot glass sized nubs still leaking milk slightly.

“How did this happen?” she asked no one as she walked back to her computer. She saw a new window open on it. The styling of it indicated it was part of the B&M server. All it said was “ENJOY YOUR MILKY BOOBS.”

As she watched, Lizz noticed the text switch between “MILKY BOOBS” and “MILKY 80085.”