Jump into the Deep End (Revisioned) #2

(Patreon version is identical to the dA one. The angles have not changed either, so it's only the story that has been added.)

You could see this as my entry to the 'breastmilk barista' meme, but it fits so nicely for the scene I was going for!

So to note,  #1 was a 'flashback' from 2 years ago. And #2 here is around the same size as the original two scenes, from before she met Liam.

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“Welcome to Coffee Jitters! How can I help you?” Millie said to the new customer that arrived and was nervously looking away. He didn’t look older than 25, but definitely of age. He had a scrawny build.

“U-uhmm.. a… ah… a c-c-cappuccino please!” He got out while his eyes were focused on the menu board on the left.

“Sure thing hun! One moment please.” She carefully turned around with each step. It was a necessity when her centre of mass was continuously shifting forwards. And because Millie most definitely did not want to break something in the shop, again.

As she was taking care of the guy’s cappuccino, Millie felt some eyes that no-doubt were gazing down on her impressive buttocks. Due to the varying levels of milk, her diet was all over the place. Not to mention that she didn’t really have the room nor capability to exercise. So it was only a matter of time before she would gain some weight, and most of it went to her thighs. Like with her bust it was something Millie was proud of, up to a certain point.

With how far her bust extended out, she had to lean into the counter without also shoving the machines or spilling onto her apron. That, as well as other incidents related to her absolute size was what she hated the most. The frequency of those incidents only increased as the months went by, as her bust line showed no signs of stopping.

Millie turned around with a fresh cup of coffee in her hand. With a plate she set it beside the cash register. “That’ll be 3,99.”

His eyes sprung wide open. He was a deer in headlights, the lights being the growing wet spots on her chest. He tried to clear his throat, attempting to come up with the words to warn her.

“Hmmm? Is there something wrong?” She twirled a tablet pen between her fingers as she waited for his response. A pen was the only way she’d quickly reach the dashboard without leaning in too far or her bust shoving the monitor off the counter.

“M-milk! I- fuck.. I mean… your…” He mumbled on even after Millie was clearly aware of what he was trying to say. It wasn’t the first time she leaked while working, often it seemed random when it happened. She scoffed it off as leaning too much into the counter moments before.

She took a deep sigh, her colleague was on a break for another half an hour. And she knew that ignoring it wouldn't work either. Just thinking about the embarrassment of the mopping that ensued made her face red.

Millie glanced over at the door, before slyly looking at the mumbling guy. It is pretty quiet, I wonder if I can sneak one in with him… She contemplated for but a moment.

“Would you… care to help me for a moment?” She said, pouting her plump lips. His mouth dropped wide open in a moment of awe. When the initial shock settled, he nodded his shaking head.

“Perfect~” With an eye on him, she briskly walked through the back door holding it open for him. Might as well have some fun if this is going to be the last time. Millie thought to herself.

The guy gulped immediately upon seeing the very beginning of her cleavage being revealed as she unbuttoned her shirt. Fortunately for him, Millie couldn’t exactly reach the buttons further down. She made that point adamantly clear by leaning her bust into him. Pinned against the wall, all he could see was her bust on either side. He was going nowhere.

“Care to unbutton the rest for me, hun?”