Chapter 33: Allison and Co. Make it home.
Allison enjoyed watching the bus patrons, the sight of the limbless girl with the leaking tits was especially arousing to her. Watching her squirm with all her breasts on display, milk nearly squirting from all six of her nipples and drenching the flesh of the bus floor. Her wriggling was as adorable as it was arousing.
Katherine rested her weary head on Allison's cheek, she rose their shared body from the firm breast cushion and trotted over towards the seat beside the limbless girl. With a red face she peered up into the underside of Amy and the rest of her breasts. She tried to hide herself underneath the bangs of her disheveled red hair.
"Hi there cutie" Allison introduced herself. However from her towering vantage point, the limbless woman was unable to see her face from below the bottom of her trio of breasts. Only able to take in the wide hips attached to the smooth hairless calves leading to a pair of strong looking graceful hooves. Her face grew crimson at the sight of Allison's bare crotch, proud stallion-hood on display for all to see, even sheathed as it was.
"Um Hi..." said the limbless girl uncertainly. Her three rows of breasts, each the size of volleyballs continued to leak their milk. Waterfalls of white cream flowed down her torso, over her other breasts and leaking onto the firm flesh of the bus woman interior. Allison licked her lips, her mouth suddenly dry. She settled down on one of the seats besides her, reveling in the sensation of sitting atop one of the large nipples of the bus. She used one of her left hands to gently move Katherine's snoozing face to the side, and stare lustfully at the limbless girl.
"My Name is Allison... whats yours?" She spoke with a sultry accent.
"Terry... but my wife calls me Terra," Terry spoke, finally able to see Allison's face for the first time. Allison frowned, but quickly brought back her smile.
"Oh you're married then? I'm sorry... I couldn't really tell," She spoke. Terra suddenly smirked.
"Yeah, well... no hands means no ring, however that doesn't mean I cant have my wedding band converted into a piercing," Terry explained, having become quickly comfortable no matter her current predicament.
"Oh...I don't see any nipple piercings... where then... oh!" Allison understood. Causing Terry to blush with a rather warm smile on her face.
"Heh... it was my wife's idea really... she insisted. And well... clogging one of these udders isn't really ideal for me," Terry said, using her head to gesture downwards toward her crotch.
“He-he, clever... I uh, couldn't help but notice a rather substantial problem your having there,” Allison observed, her eyes roaming over the three sets of milk covered cleavage. Terry for her part just grimaced.
“Yeah, ripped right through one of my favorite shirts. I told my wife I needed to be milked before she placed me on the bus, but being the sap I am told her it'd be no problem if she left early. Now I'm backed up pretty well... and only getting worse... ugh... if they don't get proper attention soon the doctor says I'd probably end up growing another cup size in each again... which is the last thing I need. It takes nearly two hours to pump me dry as it is!” Terry exclaimed, as she continued to lactate profusely. Allison nodded, making Katherine mumble in her sleep.
“Well... my parents own a farm and we have some equipment specifically for that problem... if you want I could carry you to my place for a bit and get you sorted out,” Allison offered. Terry mulled it over for a moment.
“I don't know, the bus lady usually drops me off at my house for me... I wouldn't want to hassle you for a ride back and my wife would be worried sick...” Terry muttered.
“Don't worry about it. We can give her a call when we get to my place and we'll make sure you get drained good and well,” Allison butted in. Eager to get her hands on Terry's luscious tits.
“You know what, alright... it's getting more than a bit uncomfortable,” Allison smiled greedily.
“Don't worry, we'll get you taken care of. In fact we're already here. This is my stop. Don't worry, you'll be in good hands.”
Allison reached forward with all four limbs, taking care to cradle the limbless woman's sides gently. When she picked her up however she noticed a detail she hadn't seen before, the large rear attached to Terry's voluptuous hips was actually another pair of bloated milk filled breasts. The large nipples on each breast-cheek dribbled steadily. Terry noticed Allison gaping at her backside and spoke up.
“Yeah, those are the most troublesome... no matter how much we milk em, they produce more and more and don't ever seem to stop. I'm cursed forever with a gigantic booty,” Terry giggled, snuggling up into Allison's firm grasp. Her head resting against the medicine ball sized middle breast.
“Hey there shorty... what brings you to my part of the woods?” Amy spoke up suddenly, causing Terry to gasp in shock. Staring directly into the plump lips upon Allison's middle breast.
“Oh... uh sorry I didn't know you were there. It's nice to meet you miss...?” Terry questioned her tits, Allison just took in the sight of someone having a conversation with her breasts.
“I'm Amy, but you can call me whatever... as long as I can call you adorable!” Amy gushed, bobbing up and down and rubbing her sensitive tit flesh against Terry's head and shoulders. Terry blushed while Allison enjoyed the sensations. Amy and Terry continued to talk while the bus headed towards their destination.
“We're here!” Allison announced.
“Oh?” Terry didn't even notice when the left the bus, finding themselves in a semi-rural part of the neighborhood. She had been having a rather enjoyable conversation with Amy.
Terry was carried down the path, passing small crops, farming equipment and the family farm house. They arrived at the large barn in the middle of the clearing and opened the door. The smell of hay, horses, cows and chickens wafted throughout the air.
“We have a phone line attached to the barn, lets head to the workbench and call your wife. I'll hold the phone for you.” Allison offered, carrying them to a corner of the barn that was set aside for more office like work as well as tools and equipment for maintenance. After Terry made the call, Allison was interrupted by a buzzing in her ear. Keeping the phone to Terry's head she turned to her right as Katherine had finally started to awake.