Milka Bubovich
The whole village of Suppleham gathered around the local farmer's house, all eyes on his beautiful daughter, more precisely, her incredible, almost monstrously large breasts, overflowing with creamy milk.
It was no exaggeration; they were so big, so full, that Milka could squeeze out enough milk from them to fill a whole bucket!
Noble men would come from miles around just to have a glass of this pure, sweet nectar that flowed from her large nipples like water from a spring. Their faces flushed red with passion as they watched Milka squirt milk into their cups, her rosy cheeks turning pinker with each drop.
Milka herself wasn't particularly bothered by the attention; she just enjoyed helping her father and fellow villagers, while relieving her swollen breasts of their burden. The curse laid upon her by a witch she had angered as a mischievous little girl seemed more of a blessing than anything else.