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All I want for Christmas is my two front

You notice a warm, wet feeling where your arm is pressing the horse blanket to your two oversized female breasts. Looking beneath the blanket, you see drops of milk forming at the tips of your large, thumb-sized nipples. With your udder now drained, you can feel the milk your body is producing flowing into your already-basketball-sized mammary glands, and as you watch in stunned silence, you can see them gradually growing before your eyes. You smile sheepishly at the farmer, and tell him that perhaps you're not quite done with his milking machine yet, after all.


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