Tiffany had been dragged along with her friends to Hoovores. They said it was a fun alternative to HOOTERS saying it was funny to see people feed themselves to or be snagged up by one of the waitresses. Their group of six had just been seated.
They all laughed as they looked around. During their meal, hostess' would devour patrons. Patrons would ask to be devoured, all in different ways. Some went the regular route like food. Others into the impressive boobs and others up the asses like a butt plug. Some even went into the vagina to be melted down into cum.
 After eating their food, their hostess came up to them with a bill. Her name was Stephanie. She had a large bosom and a decent ass. Her breasts pressed against her shirt. She had a short bob cut with reddish brown hair that went to her neck.
"Alright guys, here's the bill." Stephanie spoke calmly.
The group paid, but as they got up to leave, Stephanie rested a hand upon Tiffany's shoulder, "not you honey."
The busty waitress pointed to the bottom of the bill. There at the bottom, were these words, 'all groups with 5 or more persons will incur an automatic waitress fee. One member to feed their hostess.'
Tiffany looked up and around at her friends. All looked back and shrugged before turning and leaving.
Stephanie adjusted her glasses, "ooh, tough break. Anyways are you a tit's or ass girl?"
Tiffany looked back, her eyes questioningly, "ummm, tit's?"
"Perfect! I haven't had someone in my right boob today!" Stephanie started to pull up her overstretched shirt.
Tiffany became mesmerized by the bounce of the woman's boobs. The left breast much larger than the right, as if it was more full. The nipple was leaking some milk, the white cream dribbling down the red bumps before rolling over the soft skin until it fell to the floor. Tiffany looked up, just as Stephanie reached and grabbed the back of her head.
"Wait no , PLESSMMMHHHH" Tiffany's head was forced up against the dry nipple on the woman's right side.
She struggled as Stephanie's grip was tight and her face was enveloped in the soft and pillowy flesh of the bosom. Just as Tiffany felt she was about to pass out, the nipple opened abnormally wide, her head fitting in, soon to be followed by her own, much smaller breasts.
"There there, don't worry hun, I'll take good care of you." Stephanie tried to sooth her unwilling prey.
Usually most people who come to Hoovores understood that they might be on the menu for their hostess, but every once in awhile, like Tiffany's case, they rather not be vored. With her meal tucked away, halfway, Stephanie grabbed the tight little butt of the scrawnier woman and pulled.
*schlup*
With a splatter of breast milk, the hard part was done and only Tiffany's legs stuck out. The waitress let them dangle, allowing her boob to slowly have its way with its meal.
"Hello, welcome to Hoovores!" Stephanie cheerfully spoke approaching a group of new customers to take the old ones' table.
The new group looked at the now calves and feet that hung from the half covered nipple of their waitress, flailing about before Stephanie's boob pulled them in. The waitress smiled and gestured her new guests to a table.
"MMMMHHMMMM" Tiffany's screams for help were muffled.
She could here the muffled happenings of the restaurant as she sat in a bath of warm milk. Curled up in the fetal position, constantly struggling to get out, Tiffany was getting tired. The warmth of the creamy liquid making her calm.
"There, much better? A nice milk bath really calms you down doesn't it?" Stephanie stroked her boob as she was walking back into the kitchen with an order.
Tiffany, now looking around at her situation, now realized that her clothes had been stripped and her skin was now soft. The heat of the cream unbearable as it melted her, yet didn't hurt. It felt rather nice.
"I don't want to to be milk" Tiffany protested weakly.
A few tears started to roll down her cheeks, melty as the flesh was starting to drip off.
Stephanie, now tired of carrying around a whole person on her chest, went to heft if up onto the counter, taking a break.
*RRRCCNNCCHH*
With a crunch and a few snaps, the force of her boobs crushed the mushy person inside, letting only some bones make indents in her otherwise smooth bosom.
"Well, at least it ended quick. Sorry about your friends leaving you dear. I bet you'll taste lovely when I squeeze you into a few bottles tonight." Stephanie caught her breath.
As her shift finished, Stephanie's body continued to mulch Tiffany's corpse into her sweet creamy milk. That and the other patron who was in her left breast. Getting home, Stephanie was about to do what she typically did with those turned into breast milk. On the counter were ten 2 gallon milk jugs. Setting the first two on the floor, she bent over, some of her milk dripping onto the floor. After aligning her nipples to the top of the bottles, she started to rub and squeeze her oversized tits.
*Schluurlllscchh*
Immediately, streams of milk flowed from the mammary glands. She continued to rub and pinch her teet to continue the flow.
"AAAHHH, that's much better." The hostess spoke feeling the relief of the weight slowly leaving her chest.
After filling the first batch, Stephanie quickly changed out, her boobs still leaking. Then she repeated the process until 8 full bottles and 2 that were a quarter full had been produced. Lifting one of the nearly empty ones, she took a sip, the milk Tiffany had been turned into.
"AHHHH" She wiped her lips of a drop, "Good and creamy, I think I'll keep a bottle, maybe two." Sealing the bottles of milk which were once two people.
The next day, Stephanie stopped by the local market to sell her breast milk on the way into work. The workers there always happy to see her and her ever growing bosom.