As the large Harvester thrust up into me one more time, caressing my walls with its rod, I grudgingly fed it another (this time rather small) meal. The creature's rod still felt great to my altered insides, but I just didn't have much left to give in terms of that special, specific energy it fed off of. I could tell the harvester was done when it shifted uncomfortably in place and started to go limp. It aimed me down towards the ground and allowed me to slide off of its appendage naturally. I crumpled to the grass and lie sprawled out on my back. Every once in awhile those Harvesters on my boobs would suck extra hard, and I was almost certain it was supposed to feel painful, but something the Harvesters did to me replaced any of that pain with pleasure. I looked down at myself and noticed that, strangely, my breasts had gotten... larger? That couldn't be right.<br/><br/>I furrowed my eyebrows and watched as my boobs jounced up and down in a way they never could before because they were previously too small. "These stupid creatures are incessant." I thought, propping myself up on my elbows in disbelief that they were still going. "Why haven't they latched off yet?! The other Harvester did." I was starting to get panicked. It looked to me like my boobs were getting<i>almost</i>imperceptibly bigger with each passing moment. "What were they trying to do to me??" I crawled onto my hands and knees as the Harvesters Began squeezing and sucking even harder than before. I desperately wanted them to come off. "My boobs aren't supposed to be this big!" I called. Soon, I was involuntarily writhing and wiggling as these Harvesters pulled ruthlessly on my enlargened tits. It was like my head was on a swivel, looking in all different directions. Maybe it was my body's way of trying to distract me from the sensations I was feeling. Eventually, I sat up on my haunches just like I had when this rape first started. "Euh, why are my breasts so heavy?" I whined. I slowly groped myself, and my breasts were nearly as sensitive as my clit... well, maybe as sensitive as my clit before the alteration. I accidentally moaned quite loudly into the open campus.<br/><br/>I had a pretty good idea of what I had to do to make this stop. I had to lactate, but I didn't like the prospect of it. I'd never produced milk before. Regardless, I began squeezing and massaging my breasts, timidly at first, but then the Harvesters nursed me even more cruelly. I had no choice but to speed up to stop this crazy sensation as fast as possible. I played with my breasts, massaging them to the pumping of the harvesters and shaking my head "no" all the while. I was so embarrassed. My whole life leading up to this point had been normal, and now these things stripped all that away from me over the course of several hours. My body didn't even belong to me. It belonged to those monsters whenever they demanded it. "Wh-why...? Why me?" I called to nobody in particular. I was just looking for someone to blame. All of this thought and self-loathing took place in the short moment that my sensations were building up, and finally, the non-stop suckling led to an immense tingling sensation in my nipples. Everything was so numb down there I could hardly tell what was going on, but one thing was for sure, I felt a relief in my breasts, and it felt extremely good. I definitely would've orgasmed again if I hadn't already cum, like, 800 plus times. I peered down at myself and breathed out a thankful sigh, glad that it was over.<br/><br/>"Huh..." I thought, breathing kind of heavily, "that wasn't so bad at all. Probably the least horrible thing so far... except, now my breasts were going to be however many times bigger than before..." I wondered if this alteration would be permanent like I wondered about the other alterations being permanent.