The next week we were inmy OB/GYN's office. She was delighted to help us. She prescribed somedrugs for me and told me to do some exercises. She also t...ld me to use abreast pump. The doctor said I might get milk within a month, but thatit might take 3 months, which at this point would work out almostperfectly as my Mom was 6 months along and now really showing. She alsoexplained that my breasts would get bigger and to make sure I change mybra accordingly. She said my breasts will feel full and. I stepped back and looked at her - she looked fabulous. A simple black mini dress and heels - she looked good enough to eat and I planned on doing just that as soon as I got her home. When we got home all I could think about was getting her into the bedroom, but she stopped me and said she had to talk to me first."Did you mean it when you said you would never give me up? I mean really mean it?"Without hesitation I said "Yes' I really meant it. There is absolutely nothing you could do that would. Her knickers were of the same material and fitted round her slim hips and cocered her mound well. What was noticeable about her underwear was a dark patch that showed just how wet she was. Sara’s underclothes were much more sheer they were see through and clearly meant to be shown off. Her nipples were bright pink and standing on end and poking through her net like bra. She too was busily leaking her juices through her knickers which nid nothing to hide her ginger brush. The two women. Wendy got out a set of black underthings, and Istood still as they laced me into a waist cincher that pulled inmy body by at least six inches."I can't breathe," I gasped out, and they laughingly told me thatall girls had to suffer at least a little for fashion. I couldbarely sit as they pulled on sheer black nylons and attached thegarters to hold them up. Frilly black panties followed, andfinally a strapless black bra, that was underwired andpadded. The tops of my new breasts were pushed up.