Sasha was hesitant, as she eyes the odd machine. Her small, yet observant eyes looked around the room, and hoped that she could decorate it a little, as it seemed rather dull. Her gigantic breasts weighed against her back, hardened nipples poking through the fabric of the white shirt she had been provided with.<br/><br/>Giving a soft sigh, she tugged her shirt off, giant breasts feeling large and oddly swollen. Sitting down in the soft chair she had been provided with, she straightened her back and locked herself into the odd contraption, which began to suckle after she turned it on. Not expecting the sudden burst of motion, she moaned loudly, before gasping at the noise she had given.<br/><br/>Still, the rhythmic tug on her nipples and breasts caused soft whimpers and moans to leave her soft lips, which were parted slightly. A soft flush washed over her face.