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Daphne's ancestors had all been champion dairy cows. Looking through the photo albums, seeing her mother and grandmother struggling with massive breasts that hung down to their knees, she never had any intention of following in their hoofsteps. She had gone through high school never getting any larger than a double F-cup bra. Her fate was written in her genes. When she got pregnant, she discovered just what it meant to be a champion milk cow. Her breasts grew noticeably every day, growing heavier, fuller, pushing up from her swelling belly. By the time she was three months along, she could no longer find bras that fit, but she was nowhere near big enough to wear her mother's custom support bras.

She was not happy when her mother and grandmother both told her she was much bigger than they had been during their first pregnancy, and that she might be setting some new records as her breasts continued to develop. Her breasts swelled so full, she had to rub lotion on them to soothe the burning of her stretching skin. Her nipples grew absurdly. In the third trimester, they began to leak. Most of the time it was just a drip, but in the morning when she first woke up, they were at their fullest. She just had to think about it, and they would let go unexpectedly and hose down whatever was in front of her. She began to understand that her career had been decided for her a long time ago.

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Daphne's ancestors had all been champion dairy cows. Looking through the photo albums, seeing her mother and grandmother struggling with massive breasts that hung down to their knees, she never had any intention of following in their hoofsteps. She had gone through high school never getting any larger than a double F-cup bra. Her fate was written in her genes. When she got pregnant, she discovered just what it meant to be a champion milk cow. Her breasts grew noticeably every day, growing heavier, fuller, pushing up from her swelling belly. By the time she was three months along, she could no longer find bras that fit, but she was nowhere near big enough to wear her mother's custom support bras.

She was not happy when her mother and grandmother both told her she was much bigger than they had been during their first pregnancy, and that she might be setting some new records as her breasts continued to develop. Her breasts swelled so full, she had to rub lotion on them to soothe the burning of her stretching skin. Her nipples grew absurdly. In the third trimester, they began to leak. Most of the time it was just a drip, but in the morning when she first woke up, they were at their fullest. She just had to think about it, and they would let go unexpectedly and hose down whatever was in front of her. She began to understand that her career had been decided for her a long time ago.