The car pulled into the driveway in the afternoon heat. Devika watched from the bedroom window as a tall, bulky man stepped out. He was big - broad shoulders, thick arms, heavy build. This was Raghav, Arav's cousin. He was three years older than Arav and had a reputation as a playboy.

Devika turned to look at herself in the mirror. The red saree clung to her body. The blouse was tight, straining against her huge boobs. The lactation pills that aarav gave had worked fast. Her boobs were now swollen to twice their normal size, heavy and tight, constantly leaking milk that made damp spots on the fabric. Her nipples were dark and prominent, pressing against the thin material. The saree was draped low on her hips, showing off her round ass.