You weren't unknown through the cul-de-sac. In fact, you were quite the sight to behold. Some of the neighborhood boys had even taken to giving you... less-than-innocent nicknames whenever you were out and about. At first it was jogging in the morning, your massive hips swinging to-and-fro, squeezed into a pair of tight pants that were clearly much too small for your frame. Your sports bra doing nothing to rein in the gigantic, jiggling juggs that bounced on your chest, each one so incredibly big that they could have had their own zip code. Each.

But then something changed. No one was exactly sure what. It was a barbeque, you were bedecked in a sundress, your body, pristine as ever, drew the eyes of every man, woman, and child. And there, in the middle of your chest, were two wet spots. You gasped and ran off before anyone could notice... But that was just the beginning. Soon, your gargantuan melons were leaking on your morning jog. At the grocery store. At PTA. Everywhere. And nothing could seem to get them to stop...

It was embarrassing, sure. To not be able to do the things that you wanted to do because of your lactation. To wear clothes that you didn’t want to wear. To constantly send your milk down the drain as you pumped it into the sink every night. You managed to hide it, but just barely. But most of all, it was the constant beratements of your husband. He called you fat, he called you a pig. Said you were probably pregnant. Again. And while he hadn’t always been such a sour man, he was never a ray of sunshine. But ever since you started lactating, it had just gotten worse. You tried to love him, you really did. But it was just so… impossible. And when he came home with lipstick on his collar and locked himself in the bedroom, leaving you to sleep on the couch, you knew that your marriage was just a dead-end road.

Which was why you even started to… look. Your eyes started to wander to the younger men who seemed obsessed with you… for any number of reasons. You were gorgeous. Your face the picture of health and not barely a day over thirty, despite the fact that you were pushing thirty-eight. You liked to think that you weren’t mean or rude, a bit bland since you had entered the matrimonial vows, but certainly not boring.

But then there was your body. And even you knew that was the reason. You were… different, from other women. No matter how much you exercised, you just couldn’t drop the cup size. Your breasts were far too large. Your husband had constantly told you to get a reduction, but that kind of surgery was so… plastic. You were positive you could get your size down. But you never could. Now, they sat the size of large, fat, overripe pumpkins on your chest, constantly swelling from the milk that burgeoned in your teats. Your plump, ripe buttocks was also an issue. Sometimes your husband would snort in disgust and insist that pig had eaten his wife. And you thought he wouldn’t be wrong. Despite the fact that your waist was trim and slim, you had a shelf of a butt, like two volleyballs smuggled in your pants every day. Your hourglass figure was straight out of a cartoon. You knew why everyone stared at you. It was shameful.

But that was about to change. Someone, somewhere had to find you attractive… And with your husband working on a ‘big project’ (named after his secretary) you were determined to find your prince charming. A freak who wanted you as much as you wanted them. Milk be damned.

Hello DPP! Today I am looking to explore something for our more dairy-loving denizens. An older woman who has a sudden influx of milk dripping from her breasts, quite the mystery, no? And as we all know, milk makes boners grow big and strong... Well, I'll see myself out after that awful pun.

Sizeplay

So, any good prompt will clearly lay out what is expected in the prompt itself. This is really important to a cohesive partnership that both parties understand what the other likes. As for me, I really, really enjoy sizeplay and mild forms of hyperplay. By this, I mean exaggerated sexual assets, mainly breasts, cocks, balls, asses... And while I definitely enjoy things beyond the normal range, I much prefer to PUSH the bounds of reality, rather than BREAK them. So basically, becoming immobile is a no-go for me. This is an incredibly important factor when it comes to my roleplays. This is a non-negotiable kink that I would like to include. While I can respect that there are many people who are not into this, I very much am. This is an element of the roleplay that I like to make very clear because I tend to run into people who like to gloss over the sizeplay requirements of my roleplays. This is, with no exceptions, NON-NEGOTIABLE. Larger-than-life sizes is a requirement for this roleplay. While there are limits, as there are to anything, the MINIMUM would be breasts the size of basketballs, at least. Seriously. While immobility is too much, just coming in and saying ‘I have G cups’ is meaningless, as breasts can be so varied and unique that bra sizes just don’t really depict the dimensions, the weight, the look or anything, really. Not to mention the fact that conventional bra sizes just aren’t going to work in a sizeplay-based roleplay, considering how often we’re going above and beyond what is possible in reality. And it is going to be an important element for description and detail as well. How our large, oversized sex organs interact with the world is a fundamental part of how I like to roleplay. So just telling me to imagine the size is not acceptable or specifically ignoring the sizeplay aspect of the prompt will result in a block.

I also happen to love things like:

• Voyeurism
• Cheating
• Skimpy outfits
• Ball play
• Cum play
• and much more!

Though none of this is required, I very much appreciate it to be included in this sort of thing!

Description and Detail

Now, I know that this is a writing subreddit, and that this isn't really necessary, but I do like to clarify that I try to include as much detail in our stories as possible, which I will go into below. I'm a firm believer that even the most mundane scenario can be interesting and sexy if it's fleshed out in the right way. And the more decadent the description, the better!

In terms of length I am not the best writer. I wouldn't even call myself good. I can barely string a sentence together, quite frankly. But despite that I adore detail and description. Specifically about our bodies! Every single wiggle, jiggle, flex, even the minor inconveniences of moving around or fitting into clothes really turns me on and is super fun. I really like to go all out, and write multiple paragraphs per response, though it can definitely vary depending on the situation. Sometimes you gotta take longer, sometimes one sensual paragraph is all you need! But regardless, detail and description is incredibly important to me, probably the most important thing, quite frankly. Of course, this also counts grammar and spelling, but mistakes are a part of life, so don't expect me to be a big stickler about that.

While I certainly am not a fan of forcing out a certain number of paragraphs or words from my partner (dynamic writing is always going to be necessary… Sometimes things need to slow down or speed up, or have a conversation or revel in ornate beauty.), but I myself tend to write 5-6 (or 3-4 large, bulky) paragraphs. And I very much like to focus on the specific details and concrete elements in addition to story, dialogue and action. In fact, I would much rather prefer a more mundane story if the details are so much more fleshed out, but I think that I’m in the minority there. Regardless, I won’t hold anyone to absolutely, always write a certain amount, but any writing that we do share should at least have effort contained within it.

Scene and Scenario

For this particular scene, I would like to focus on, obviously: lactation. It doesn’t really matter how you start milking, but I would very much like the story to facilitate because of this lactation. While I’m NOT looking an adult-nursing-relationship, I do like the idea of milk being a primary driver in the story. Maybe a younger man helps with your ‘situation’ and can’t help but start to fall in love with you as well. Or a neighbor, concerned that you’re constantly disappearing from events and gatherings comes to check on you and finds out. Or you could be the one pursuing me; an older woman seducing the neighbor. And these are just the boring ideas! There are a lot of places to go with this, and I would love to see what we can come up with!

In case my post history doesn't make it particularly obvious, I LOOOVE MILFs and MILF-related things. While it's not strictly required that we play a MILF setting, I would definitely appreciate it. Of course I'm always willing to hear out my partner's ideas and the setting is always up in the air. Want scintillating sci-fi? Sure! Fickle for fantasy? Sign me up! A modern-day romp? Absolutely! I'm more than open to any ideas that my partners have.

Partner

Speaking of partners... While I don't mind sexual exploits, obviously, I would appreciate someone who is interested in forming a bit of a relationship. Not an intimate one, but perhaps someone to talk to OOC and get to know. Nerds preferred but everyone is accepted! Of course, an attention to detail and a preference for enormous cocks and breasts is also firmly in my wheelhouse. And while knowing your IRL name or your location is not something that I'm interested in, I would like for us to be... well... Pen pals. It's nice to have someone to talk to. But this is low priority, so don't worry too much about it.

Romance

This roleplay does have romance elements. I am not a big fan of noncon or CNC, and I would like for our characters to develop a relationship outside the sex. So if you’re looking for a oneshot or a quickie, or just looking to bang out sex scene after sex scene, this probably won’t be for you. I enjoy roleplaying characters and bringing them together and seeing if they click or not!

Limits

Everyone has things that they're not willing to do, including myself. I prefer to not include any sort of rape, heavy BDSM, extreme pain, gore, bathroom play, necro, vomit, weight gain, or vore. I also reserve the right to say no if I'm not fully comfortable with something that we want to play. I also believe this right should extend to my partners as well, so please, feel free to let me know if you're not 100% on board with something.

What I'm NOT Looking For

I know, I know. It's so... Ugh to talk about this sort of thing. But it must be done. I am NOT looking for someone who is only interested in the setting or idea. A lot of the enjoyment of roleplaying (in my opinion) stems from the moment-to-moment graphicness. And while I'm not expecting Melville, I really don't want a twitter thread.

I would also like to reiterate again: this roleplay has sizeplay elements. This is non-negotiable. So please, don't message me with: 'i have DD hows that for big ;)'. And then get upset that it's not. Because it isn't. And I hate to sound like that, but when one gets enough of those, one has to start giving fair warning.

The End of the Prompt

And that's the end. Ugh, looking back on it now, it's so unwieldy. I'm sure no one is interested in reading all this. But, in case someone is, thank you! And if you've made it this far... well, I don't have any prizes or gifts... Just letting you know that I hope you have a wonderful day.