Mind-Control Panties

Story baker's dozen HuCow 's Delicious Milk

By mypenname3000

right of first publication 2019

Note : Thanks to Alex for beta reading this !

The physical body moved with comfort through the department storehouse. It was excited to go away its current pair of panties behind in this positioning. After the last one, Cherry bawd, had made Delilah White into a perpetual virgin, the figure wanted to try another form of body qualifying. It had an idea for a pleasant-tasting one. It was why the electric current pair of panties looks so a good deal like the white and black convention of a dairy cow. There was a simple question written on the rear.

Got Milk ?

The figure was eager for this new fun. Mind-controlling young lady gave it such a surge, but transforming them was just as a lot fun. There were so many loathly things it could do with this magic. This game was exciting. It could n't await for that terrific Rush that imposing its will on its target would bring.

It could n't hold off for the girl to try on these panties. She was just perfect for it. It had found her, peering through the mist that fell from the waterfall in its lair. The everlasting female child to be transformed.

The shoppers in the vast box store paid no paying attention to the material body. It slipped between them, almost flowing like tincture. Nonde*********** and unremarkable shadows. Its true form was absolutely unknown, but they did n't see it as anything more than the setting. Their centre slid across the pattern to gaze at what they really were here for.

All the material good spread out before them. The riches of nation brought to their fingertips.

They had no melodic theme how rosy they were. They took it all for granted.

Not that the figure cared. It just wanted to satiate its own lust for mischief.

The figure reached its destination : the junior Miss section. It was for girls who were ten to thirteen to tell on at. Of course of instruction, its prey was older than that. Not that she looked it. That 's what made her perfect. On a rack holding bras that were little more than trainers, it draped the step-in.

The figure shuddered, eager for the fun to begin. Then it flitted away. It moved through the shopping gang, heading back towards the stock 's automatic doors. The mist awaited. Back to its lair to watch the fun.

It trembled in prediction. It could feel its quarry coming skinny and closer to the section.

Abigail Hart hated having to go to the Junior Miss segment shop for her apparel. She was XIX. XIX and four base eleven ! She looked like a twelve-year-old girl and had the chest of drawers to tally. She barely qualified as an A-cup. She kept hoping and hoping her tit would produce, but cipher seemed to work. Not any of the apocryphal ideas she 'd receive off the Internet— she 'd sot wholly Milk River every day for a class and had zip to show for it—nor did the suggestions from her supporter.

She played with her mammilla when she masturbated.

She secretly bought a breast pump and placed it over her footling buds, hoping the suction would grow them.

She wanted them to be bigger. She 'd settle for a B-cup. Something more than the niggling mosquito bites she currently had. Something that would get her looking at anything close to her age.

Because of her infantile flesh, she was suspect of any guy who wanted to appointment her. They were always such pervs. The rest of the boys wanted female child with big bosom. huge schnozzle. The type of dipsomaniac sweater pillows they could snuggle up to.

It was n't fair. Her mother was n't flat-chested. Her female parent had titmouse. Her mother would just say,"Abigail, you 'll unfold one day. You 'll see. You got to be patient. You 're a late bloomer."

At nineteen, it was arduous to prevent believing that.

She sighed when she reached the bra section. She hated having to browse here. She could n't get anything sexy. She was n't even sure enough why she bothered. Like I need any support, she thought. The only affair that had developed were nipples. They were getting bigger. When they got hard, they were noticeable. And that just embarrassed her. At to the lowest degree a grooming bra helped to shroud them.

She slouched up to the display, gazing at the ***********ions and ...

"Got milk ?"she read, staring at the panties.

She grabbed them, studying at the dairy farm cow pattern on them. She frowned, her fingers sliding over the letters. A prickling rippled through her. Thoughts of buying a new bra were abandoned.

Why do I need a bra ? she thought to herself.

Panties in hand, she marched up to the teller. The tingle coursed through her body the integral time. The cashier felt it, too. They went through the apparent movement of her paying, but at no level had any barcode been scanned nor had any money been exchanged. After all, the pantie were n't the store 's. They were Abigail 's. They were made for her. If anyone else took them, the resultant role could be unpredictable.

A gymnastic exercise charabanc had learned that.

Then Abigail was out the door and heading home with strange ideas of large mammaries, large bag, filling her young mind.

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Abigail Moss Hart




I stared down at my flat chest and shook my head teacher. Every morning, I hoped that something would happen.

That there would be some amount of growth that would 've happened overnight. They were barely more than bumps. My nipple had developed nicely, my areola panoptic, my nubs thick. When erect, they thrust out fairly far. There were girls my age, like Courtney, with tits much bigger who did n't have teat half my size. It was so unfair.

I 'd rather give small mamilla and huge tits then the reverse.

"I 'm never going to get a boyfriend,"I muttered. I stared at myself in the mirror. I had no hips. I was n't even five substructure tall. At nineteen, I 'd given up hope of gaining any More height. I would forever be short. My mother had 3 inches on me and D cup to boot. Why had genetics abandoned me ?

I threw on my new pair of scanty I 'd bought yesterday. The dairy cow pattern on them was ... exciting. They made me tingle when I touched them. It ran all the way up to my knocker. My mammilla. I could almost fantasy that if I put on these step-in, I would acquire huge tits. Just the expectant udders. Bigger than replicate D 's. Then F-cups. Then G or maybe even in H-cups.

Maybe I 'd gain J-cups like that Japanese porno star.

God, she must be as tall as me, and she had monumental boob. I could be like her. In my dreams, I was.

I stepped into the step-in and groaned as that prickling raced up my thighs. I wiggled my hips, my flesh electrified. So incredible. My tit hardened. The blue itch formed in my pussy. Huge mammaries danced in my brain. Just the biggest, flaccid boobs. It made me desire to jack off. To get out the chest pump and finger my twat while stimulating my nipple.

But I had to get to my college.

I smoothed the bootleg and white panties over my rump and then traced the cincture around to the front. They fit perfectly. I kinda liked the look. Like I was a dairy cow. I could be a human cow with big udders just full of creamy milk.

Milk ?

Why did I think of that ? What was with these panty ?

I shook my head, putting that hopeless fantasy out of my mind. Even if I got fraught and had a kid, how big would my tits even get ? Go up a size of it ? I might finally be an A-cup in Sojourner Truth. I would never be like that porn whiz with those big, massive J-cups.

I thought her gens was Hitomi J-cup.

Gosh, she was so lucky.

I sighed, my finger smoothing down the front of the pantie. My teat continued to tingle. I glanced down at them, fat and long, the everlasting sizing core for woman with big boob. It was like they were taunting me. I hissed in frustration and grabbed my preparation bra. I lifted it up and an infuriated fire burned in my belly. It was something for a niggling fille to fatigue.

Blood boiling, I threw it down in snarling foiling and grabbed the shirt I was going to wear. It was a purple baby doll t-shirt with a V-neckline. I pulled it over my head and wiggled it around my slender body. Another thing a twelve-year-old would wear, but it fit me. My nipples poked at the front man, and I did n't care for once.

At least my nipples were developed.

I shoved my legs violently into my denim. I was just so fed up with that all. Nineteen ! Nineteen and with the minor titmouse ever. I worked my trouser up my thigh while shaking my head. All my friends had developed. I had to catch Jennifer and Courtney and Melissa and Beverly and Janiqua all grow tits. They all got excited as they went from A-cups to B-cups and some went to C-cups. Courtney even made it to a D-cup.

All the son loved her.

I buttoned up my jeans and zipped up my fly. I slipped on my ankle socks and popped my feet into my tennis shoes. I snagged my bookbag and handbag, made sure I had my electric cell phone, and then I was out of my sleeping room. I grabbed a pop cocotte from the wassailer and nibbled on as I headed out the front door. The sun was bright, shining. I felt it warming my skin as I headed to the college, this tingling rippled around my tit. I knew I should 've worn a bra. I was feeling the material of my shirt rubbing against my heart. It was making me energise. I was getting wet.

Gosh, that was embarrassing.

I finished off my pop tart before I was halfway to my school. I sucked a few scum bag off my finger's breadth, walking past adults who looked down at me. A lot of them were noticing me and shaking their head. anger burned through me.

What ? Had they never seen a curt woman ?

I was four metrical unit eleven. I mean, I was n't terribly short.

I reached my college, the city buses dropping off some scholar, early college students driving their own car or walking in like me. A flood of them was heading towards the forepart door. They were all taller than me. It was the worst. Everywhere I went, I was the shortest person. My feet smacked on the sidewalk, my purse swinging off my shoulder, my bookbag bouncing behind me. A few of the students smiled at me. Then they frowned and stared at my t-shirt.

"Abigail !"Courtney greeted when she saw me. She blinked"Um, are you okay ?"

"I 'm just mad,"I said, walking past her and those lush jumper puppies she always was showing off. She wore a top so taut that it molded to her tits. On top of that, she had a plunging neckline that went so low it showed off a hint of the lace of her bra.

Her bra had lacing ! And probably a pretty bow, too.

"wait, Abigail,"she called after, I was just so wild. I marched into the chief building and ignored her and her big mammaries.

Everyone was looking at me. It made the tingles in my nipples worse. I felt so hard and throbbing right now. I could just feel the material of my purple tee shirt mould to them. Teasing my nubs. Everyone stared at me. They had to know that I was aroused.

My impertinence burned as I stalked through the school.

"Uh, you know your leaking,"said Sir David Bruce. He was a marvellous guy, over six feet, so he loomed over me. He had brown hair and a individual patch on his chin. He was on the basketball game team, a big guy. My meat fluttered a footling. He had a great smiling and this kind of dashing feeling in his eyes.

"Uh, what was that ?"I asked, this throaty purr entering my voice. I shifted. Did he like my big nipples ?

"Yeah, I mean, your leaking,"he said.

I stared down at my chest and ...

"What the fudge !"I gasped. I hated that I could n't swear properly which only added to the fact that mass must think I was a child. Right now, I did n't care. There were two growing wet spots centered around my nipples. They were leaking. I blinked at seeing a bit of white beading through my shirt clinging to my bosom ...

"I have breasts,"I gasped. They were small, little more than budding mound. But they were braggart than they were when I left my house. They were proper A-cups."Robert the Bruce, I have breasts."

"That 's not all you got,"he said."You got milk."

Those two words flashed in my mind. I had Milk River. knocker milk.

chill raced out of my step-in. My hands grabbed the hem of my shirt and yanked it up my torso. rightfield there in the hallway, not caring that other student were passing us, I stripped. I pulled my shirt up and up, the wet fabric peeling away from my fat nipples. I bunched my shirt up beneath my armpit, exposing my new boob. I gazed at them in awe. They had a shape to them, a buoyant soundness. And there, beading from my nipples, was flannel milk.

"Jesus, your lactating,"he groaned.

"I am,"I muttered."It 's like I 'm a ... homo cow."My gaze shot up."Would you like a penchant ?"

"Yeah, why not,"he said."I 've never tried human Milk before."

other students were watching as the grandiloquent Sir David Bruce knelt down. Even kneeling he had the height to touch my titty. I groaned as his hands gripped my incline. Then his lip nuzzled into my nipple. I gasped as he latched onto my correctly nub. He sealed his mouthpiece about my fat nipple, his lips pressing warm against my areola.

He suckled.

Tingles raced through my trunk as I felt the milk squirting out of my mamilla into his mouth. I groaned, my hands balling tight. It felt so amazing. My nipple felt connected straight to my twat. My cunt clenched as much as my fists, drunkenness in the exciting sensation of my milk squirting out of my nub.

He suckled again, groaning as he tasted my breasts milk. A prankish shudder ran through me. More ointment beaded on my other nub. I swept up my finger across my nipple as Robert the Bruce nursed. He groaned with hunger as he feasted on my creamy goody. I held up my digit glistening with the pearly drop.

I brought it to my mouth.

I groaned as I thrust my finger into my mouth. I tasted my creamy bosom milk. It was sweeter than cow 's Milk River. Clean, I popped my figure out of my mouth. My spit ran over the roof of my mouth as I savored the smack. It had a melony aftertaste. Something almost like cantaloupe vine. I groaned, smacking my lips.

Bruce popped his sassing off my nipple and groaned,"It 's goodness, is n't it ?"

I nodded."Oh, please keep suckling."

Around us, our buster schoolmate were watching. Bruce sucked my left nipple back into his mouth, latching onto that fat nub. I groaned as he suckled, my milk squirting into his mouth. Both his deal slid up my trunk to cup my breasts.

He kneaded and massaged my little knoll. I gasped as a stream of white scene from my right hand nipple and soared over his articulatio humeri to slosh wastefully on the floor. I shuddered, my slit growing hotter and hotter as he suckled. This felt so amazing.

He squeezed my tits again, the stream squirting harder into his rima oris while my decently mammilla erupted with more of my white cream. This time, I cupped my handwriting before my right tit and savored the hot milk splashing against my skin. I shuddered at the sight of my creamy goody pooling in the palm of my script. I brought it up to my mouth, eagre to taste more of it.

I sucked it into my mouth, the wonderful treat bursting to living across my mouthful buds.

So Sweet.

I licked at my laurel wreath, loving every suggestion I could find. My other manus was already covering my nipple, getting drenched as he squeezed again, my mammilla squirting. string of beads of hot milk ran across my manus. I quickly brought it up to my mouth, licking and lapping and savoring my creamy treat. I could n't waste a single drop of it.

It was too good.

I trembled, my rosehip wiggling as he kneaded my bosom and nursed from me. My twat was on fire. I kept licking sassy ointment off my medallion, switching my hands, loving it. I groaned, the chill racing from my pussy, maybe from my step-in. They surged up and up to my tits to make me into a delicious homo cow. I shuddered, my creamy delicacy flooding Bruce 's mouth.

"Are her tit getting bigger ?"a girl asked.

"I think they are,"muttered a guy named Tim.

"red cent,"Courtney said as she arrived."That 's why you were getting wet around your nipples. You 're lactating !"

I shrugged, not sure enough what to say. Then I stared down at my nipple and gasped. The comment around me faded as I stared at my bosom. Milk was squirting wastefully from my right nipple as I shuddered at the ken of my dope. They were bigger than A-cups now.

They were B-Cups.

They had a rotundity to them. A perkiness they lacked before. I shuddered, my pussy on ardor. I was in the middle of the hallway with half of my college staring at me, otherwise, I 'd do something about my horny scabies. I would masturbate.

Robert I suckled and then groaned. For once, I did n't feel that naughty tingling caused by the Milk River squirting out of my nipple. He popped his mouth off, shaking his headspring. Then he darted over to my compensate tit. He latched on and suckled hard. I gasped as a hot squirt of milk flooded his mouth. But when he nursed a second prison term, nothing.

"You drained me,"I moaned, staring at my rung, buoyant boob. They were unbelievable and now had book. A wonderful embodiment. As Robert the Bruce popped his lips off my nipple and released my tits, I shuddered. I cupped them for a moment, kneading them.

"Those are a gracious pair of boobs,"said Marcus Antonius, a tall, Black guy with a shaved pass."tinker's dam very well tits. I never noticed you have those before, Abigail."

"Because she did n't have nipple before,"Courtney said."Damn, I would n't have thought that lactating would cause them to bloom so fast. How did you do it, Abigail ?"

I shook my head, pulling down my shirt. I had utterly no idea how this had happened. Could it be because of the panties ? Just because I said that wonderful interrogation printed on the back, Got Milk ? It was so foolish. Neither panties nor saying a phrase could have turned me into a human being dairy cow. They would n't cause my tits to well up and give me creamy milk for all the boys to enjoy.

I groaned as I slid my shirt over my tits. With them swelled up, the purple fabric squeezed even crocked around my mammaries. The cotton-poly blending hugged to those big white meat and my hard mammilla, and the hem no longer went down past the waistband of my denim. It just touched it. Barely keeping my venter covered.

I felt amazing as I strolled forward. My pussy was juicy. If I did n't receive a division to get to, I would do something about it. My chest had a wonderful bounce to them as I moved through the lobby. My class fellow were staring at me.

For once, they could tell I was n't a lilliputian girl.

I was a woman. I was nineteen and finally had knocker. Nice, round B-cups. I felt them bouncing and jiggling with my every stair, moving with this chirpy firmness. My mammilla throbbed and tingled, such joy rippling through me.

I smiled at everyone who noticed my new mammaries. Especially the guys. They were staring at my titmouse with thirst. I could see it in their eyes. Nate with his ear expanders and his man bun, Ken with his goatee of blonde hair, and Will while pushing up his glasses. They all stared at me. They all enjoyed the side of my tits.

I finally had melons. motor horn. Delicious sweater pup. Sure, they were n't the biggest, but they were such an improvement. I felt like a million dollar as I headed into my first social class. My professor, Mr. Abernathy, blinked at the sight of my tits. He had this athirst looking at in his optic as I sat down in the front row. I grinned at him, arching my back to hurtle out my new white meat at him.

I could tell he loved my babies.

It was so hard not to toy with my nipples during class. I just wanted to pick off them. To touch them. They kept tingling as the material of my T-shirt caressed them. I loved how my tits moved. My kitty was hot, making me squirm which made my breast jiggle all the time. poor Mr. Abernathy kept stumbling through his speech. He was paying more attention to my tatas then on what he was supposed to be teaching us.

That made me feel like a million bucks.

I headed to my future grade, a chemical group of guys hovering around me. They were so cute. They were all staring at me, talking and elbowing each other, muttering about how I 'd nursed Robert the Bruce. They were all so puzzle. I loved it. I had this marvellous bounce to my step, making my boobies leap for all the delight of the male child. I had never felt better about myself in my life.

I was a human being cow and loved it.

I entered my following class and there was Anthony. He was sitting in the backrest, his head turning over to take care at me. His optic flicked up and down my flesh. The pitch blackness guy rubbed his helping hand across the shaved fountainhead."Are you 're tits a little bigger than they were ?"

I glanced down and groaned in delight. They did seem liberal. They looked like they were C-cups now. A short fuller, small rounder. I could separate by the little cartoon strip of skin between the tush of my t-shirt and the waistband of my jeans, proving that I 'd grown in volume.

"I guess that must think of your Milk River 's coming in again,"he said."You 're getting wet around the nipples."

I grinned, seeing the little white spots growing where my hard nubs pressed into the t-shirt 's fabric."Guess so."

"So, you got any milk for me."

Got ... milk ...

I ripped up my shirt right there before his desk. My C-cup titties bounced out with this marvelous sway to them. Milky Elwyn Brooks White beaded on both ping nubs."Of course I do."I flicked my middle up and down his welt kind."You got anything for me ?"

"Think I got something for you,"Susan Anthony said."I 'm seeing how your squirming. Sharing that creamy milk got ta be quite the chore."

"Well, it has its rewards,"I said, cupping my dipsomaniac C-cup boob. I shook them at him, a wicked smile on my lips. My kitty-cat clenched, my succus soaking the dairy-cow-pattern panties.

His night hands took my own paw 's piazza. He squeezed my titty. I shuddered, loving the way his nighttime fingers massaged my dummy. He gave them both a trade good squeeze, causing my milk to squirt out and spatter his chest. The little droplets soaked into his dark-green t-shirt, a bit of cream bead on the publish logo.

"hoot, you 're just a squirter."

I blushed, knowing what he meant. I was n't that much of a virgin."Well, you just make me wet."

His eyes flicked down to my crotch."Abigail, I bet you are."

Anthony leaned down and he sucked on my left wing nipple. I groaned as his dark lips sealed about my fat, pink nub. He suckled and my wonderful milk flowed into his sass. I groaned as his handwriting slid down my abdomen. His fingerbreadth stroked lower and lower, teasing me.

I gasped as his finger brushed my belly button and dipped into the fiddling divot. I groaned as he swirled around inside of it, teasing me. Then he went glower. His finger traveled down and down and down until he reached the sash of my jeans. He stroked across the denim, his hand brushing my fastener.

SNAP !

I groaned as he shoved his paw into my pants. My fly rasped opened, the zip moving downward. I shuddered, his cheeks hollowing as he suckled hard. My milk squirted into his thirsty rima oris, sending trembles shooting down to my cunt. His fingers dipped into the waistband of those juicy panties. He slid through my bush.

Went lower.

I gasped as he cupped my virgin pussy. I felt his center finger's breadth sliding up and down my wet scratch. I shuddered, this delight rippling through me. Everyone was watching as he fingered my Virgin goofball, sending such juicy delight rippling through me.

My weaponry went around his head, cradling the sexy lightlessness guy to my round breasts. I closed my center, loving him nursing at my pap. He stroked me. His digit moved up and down, teasing my labia. His impact coaxed out my little clitoris from its hood. I gasped as it burst with sparks from the initiative time he touched me.

I gasped in delight, shuddering as he rubbed that footling bud for a moment. His finger danced along as he suckled. My Milk River squirted into his lip. He nursed with such hunger. I trembled, my juices soaking his digits.

"Yes, yes, drink it all down,"I panted."It 's so good for you. Ooh, pledge my milk. It 'll make you even stronger."

He sucked with force out. His lips engulfed more and more of my areola. My Milk River fired into his mouth. Every time he nursed, pleasure jolted down to my pussy. My cunt clenched, drinking in the lightning while sparks flared from my clit. The two different sense experience mixed and swirled inside of my cunt.

"darn, those pap are amazing,"groaned Tim.

"Yeah,"Will croaked.

"Wow, Abigail 's titmouse are prominent than mine,"whimpered Courtney.

"William Tell me about it,"said Janiqua, my lightlessness friend."And are they getting bigger ? I think they 're becoming D-cups."

I shuddered and opened my eye. I groaned in delight as I stared down. My titmouse were growing Melville W. Fuller. They were expanding as he nursed. It was a subtle change, but I could just see their enhanced growth. They were round and full, heavy. I could feel the shifting in my posture as I adjusted myself to the increased weight unit of my mammaries.

"I 'm growing big udder,"I groaned in delight."I am becoming a human dairy farm cow !"

"Go Abigail !"cheered Courtney."You 're so favorable. I wish I had big, lactating titties."

"She 's got some lush tatas,"another guy groaned."damn, Marcus Antonius, you 're lucky."

I whimpered, my mammilla pounding. Marcus Antonius 's finger slid up and down my pussy. I felt my climax building and building. Everyone was staring at me as he nursed from my growing udder. He sucked hard on my nipple, feasting on my milk.

I gasped as I ran dry. Luckily, I had two tits.

Mark Antony popped his oral fissure off my impart teat and darted over to the right. He rubbed at my clit, sparks bursting through me. I whimpered, my right-hand mamilla extra sensitive from waiting to be drained. It burst with pleasure as my Milk River squirted into his mouth. Anthony groaned as he swallowed that wonderful treat.

I stroked his bald-shaved principal. I caressed him, loving the feel of his thick lips wrapped around my tit. The measure of suction he created was unbelievable. My juices flowed out of me. I whimpered and groaned.

"Oh, yes,"I panted.

His pollex started rubbing at my button while his fingers massaged my labia. He ran up and down the faithful of my twat, teasing me. It was incredible. So acute. I just knew I was going to burst. I was going to have such an awe-inspiring orgasm.

I loved being a human being dairy farm cow. I loved nursing aphrodisiacal guys. Anthony suckled with such thirst. His left hand grabbed my right tit, squeezing. I felt my Milk River squirting out of my nipple and into his mouth with such force.

I gasped, the pleasance swelling inside of me. I could n't strike much more than of this. His pollex rubbed my clit. His lip nursed at my mammilla. His fingers caressed my labia. They danced up and down my scratch, brushing my maidenhead. He stroked all my naughty bits.

"Susan Brownell Anthony !"I howled.

"Oh, yes, that 's incredible !"

I came.

My succus gushed out, bathing his helping hand. rippling of delight flowed through my soundbox. He kept sucking. nursing. My mammilla throbbed and ached, sending more undulation of rapture flooding through my consistency. The seventh heaven poured over my head, drowning my thoughts.

It was incredible. champion burst before my eyes. My caput tossed from side to position, my blackamoor hair dancing about my shoulders. My left breast swayed, moving with a laborious weightiness. I gasped, Anthony kneading my tit, milking me as he suckled.

My clit throbbed and ached beneath his massaging thumb.

"Yes, yes, Mark Antony !"I moaned."waste pipe my milk ! Drain me dry !"

My titty were even bigger now. I had to own doubling D 's now. I now had tits as big as my mother. I groaned and gasped, the delight reaching that wonderful pinnacle of ecstasy. I hit it as he suckled out the finis of my boob milk. I groaned, a final shudder racing through me. Then I was panting. Gasping. I shook my head, dizzy from the pleasure.

"Oh, yes, you did have something for me, Anthony,"I moaned as his hand slid out of my panties.

He held up his fingers, soaked in my juice. I smelled a honeyed scent ; my own arousal. I shuddered as he popped his finger into his mouth, sucking up my other cream.

My naughty cream.

I trembled as I shoved down my shirt over my great jumper puppy. My t-shirt was so tight. It rode up, showing off my bellybutton now. I groaned, my titmouse constrained, the cloth stretched over them. It was perfect. I loved it. I hoped they would get bigger.

J-cups, here I come !

heaving, I thrust up my jeans. I headed to my seat, my vauntingly white meat jiggling and swaying with my every movement. I sat down and smiled as I watched them bounce at the bottom of my vision. These were everything I wanted. Maybe they would grow bigger and I would get my J-cups. I struggled to center on the example, to grow my instruction, but all I could think about was milk.

Creamy, white, Sweet breast milk. I could feel the delight slowly filling my tits. I was generating More and more. My monolithic bag were getting ready to nurse more male child. They needed it. They had to drink my marvelous delight. So incredible. I would give them all my creamy treats.

I could n't wait.

I kept my manus clasped tight together throughout the lesson. It was hard not to wiggle. I was getting hot and excited again, too. Getting fingered while nursing Anthony was amazing. I would possess to insist that all the boys do things to please me to get my milk.

I bit my abject lip, my t-shirt look tighter and tighter. When I looked down, I knew my tits were large. They were swelling and swelling, becoming those monolithic udders that I craved. Soon, they would be big enough to nurse permanently. Every boy or man would enjoy my milk as much as they wanted.

Lactophiles would adore me.

I bit my dispirited lip in anticipation.

Soon family was over. I stood up quickly just so my bosom would ricochet up and down. My t-shirt was riding up higher and higher as they grew vainglorious and prominent. It was turning into a belly shirt. Soon, would it even be capable to stiffen my titty ?

Would I even need a shirt ?

I sauntered through the dormitory, my hips swaying. My waist was a picayune curvier, too. Little More womanly. I might be brusk, but no girl in my college had nipple bigger than me now. The boys swarmed around me. They were staring at my tits, looking for that starting time sign of wetness. They were aegir for my milk to fully fare back in. They wanted to harbour from me.

It was so incredible. I had such a Brobdingnagian smile on my font as I entered my following course of study. My tits bounced and jiggled, my mamilla aching. Throbbing. They were filling up with all that yummy Milk. All the delectation for the boys to enjoy. Nursing them all would be incredible.

Nate glanced at me. He had these thick air expanders in his rim, stretching out his lobes. His long hair's-breadth was tied up in a man bun, and he had a goatee encircling his lips. What would he feel like when he nursed on my nipple ?

His eyes flicked down to my titty. He licked his lips."Got Milk River for me ?"

"You just said the conjuration words,"I moaned. I thrust up my t-shirt, exposing my tits. They were definitely F-cups now. Large and soft, my nipples finally sized rightfield for them. Nate stared at my big tatas with thirstiness as I threw my T-shirt to the trading floor.

It was just in the way. v

I sauntered up to him, my teat jiggling. He turned in his rear end, hungry. I gasped as he seized my justly chest and swallowed my nipple. His face fungus rubbed against my silky pulp in my sensitive areola. I whimpered at the rasping sensation.

I shivered as he suckled.

My breast milk fired into his oral cavity. It splashed as he suckled and nursed with forcefulness. My toes curled. My pussy clenched. Such a wicked and luxuriate wave of delight shooting through me. It was incredible. Just what I craved. What I needed. I groaned, biting my lower lip as the pleasure swelled and swelled interior of me.

I needed to be touched so bad.

My hips wiggled as he suckled, my milk squirting into his mouth. I whimpered and then gasped as Tim came up. He latched onto my other bosom, leaning over to suckle with Nate. I groaned, holding both their head to my tits.

They were both so hungry. They both suckled with such exuberance. I whimpered, my toes curling as both my nipples throbbed. My milk squirted into their thirsty mouth. I whimpered, staring down at my breasts.

I watched them spring up. They went from F-cups to H-cups. I quivered, just two stair away from what I wanted to be. My boob were ponderous now. They were full of so much Milk. The two son were so hungry, suckling on me. I shuddered, wiggling my articulatio coxae. My kitty-cat was just on fire.

"damn, you look like you need something, Abigail,"Ken said.

I looked behind me to see the blonde guy with his own goatee. He had a big, boyish smiling on his lip."Why are you shaking that ass ?"

I nodded my head, whimpering."Being a human dairy cow is so hot. Makes my puss so wet. Would you be so kind ... ? I promise to nurse you when they 're done. You just have to eat me out. I need to cum."

I could n't believe I was saying those watchword, but my scanty tingled around me. I needed to be devoured. My Virgo the Virgin pussy needed more than just fingers. Ken groaned, licking his lips and brushing those gilt curlicue surrounding his mouth.

Then he fell to his knees behind me."I 'll make you cum hard, Abigail !"

"Yes,"I moaned.

I cradled both Nate and Tim to my tits as Ken yanked down my jeans. He ripped them off my rump and down my thighs. They bunched around my ankle, my pussy clenching in anticipation. Every suckle from the two hunks nursing on me sent delight shooting down to my pussy.

"damn, you 're wearing the right form of panties, are n't you ?"said Ken."I ca n't look to try your milk."

"I 'll have enough for everyone,"I moaned, knowing it to be true. I could feel it filling my boob faster than the two boy could give suck it out. My human udders would just own plenty creamy treat for all the male child. I quivered, trembling as Ken dragged down my panties, exposing my ass and pussy to everyone.

"Damn, she might consume the tallness of a slight miss, but that butt is mature,"groaned Ken.

I whimpered as he kissed my prat, his rasping whiskers feeling as nice as Nate 's goatee did on my areola and tit.

I shuddered as Ken kissed down the bender of my rump and dipped between my thighs. He nuzzled into my cunt. I gasped, his tongue flicking across my virgin slit. He brushed my folds and caressed my Hymen. I quivered, my nipples throbbing and aching. Milk squirted from them as the two boys gulped it down with such thirst.

I trembled, my orgasm building and building.

Ken squeezed my rump as he fluttered his spit up and down my prick. Ken licked up my succus. I could finger them dripping out of me, another confection and creamy treat for the male child to enjoy. He brushed my clitoris, sparks bursting from it just like bliss zapped from my nipples. I groaned, loving every moment of this. My toes curled in my place, my kitty clenching deep inside.

I needed to be penetrated. I needed to be fucked.

"Oh, yes, yes, any boy that pleases me will get my milk,"I moaned, my black hair trembling about my nude berm."Oh, Ken, you 're going to get so a lot milk. Just ready me cum. punch my pussy and make me explode."

"You 're going to drown me in your kitty pick, and then I 'm going to lactate all the milk out of your titmouse,"he growled.

I gasped as he sucked on my clit, nursing on that bud.

I had three son suckling on me. Both my tit and my clit throbbed and ached. They all sent such terrific sparks of pleasance shooting through me. My nipples spurted their milk into the two boys'hungry sassing. They gulped it down, their solid manus kneading my growing tits.

They were up I-cups now. I was almost there.

I was coming closer and faithful to my orgasm. Ken 's goatee rasped against my pussy lips through my George Bush. His tongue fluttered against my virgin crease, pressing on my hymen. He lapped up my sweet cream while the two other boys nursed on my sweet-scented Milk River. They gulped it down with such hunger. They were swelling my breasts larger and larger.

I just knew I would clear J-cups.

I would have those big boobies just like I wanted. Delicious udders. They would be perfect. Just amazing. I whimpered, trembling as I hurtled towards that wonderful moment.

'' Oh, yes, yes !"I moaned, my pussy so hot. So wet."Ken ! make me cum and then you get to take Nate 's berth. Just maintain licking me. I need an climax. It 's so hot breast feeding you sexy boys."

"I ca n't hold off to build you cum,"groaned Anthony. The tall, inkiness guy was grinning at me. I did n't screw when he had arrived, but he stared at me with such hunger.

"You 'll get your chance !"I moaned."You 'll all get your chance !"

Ken latched onto my clit again. He sucked hard, his goatee rubbing against my puss lip. I shuddered, trembling. Both my nipples throbbed while Tim sucked at the Lapp time. My Milk River squirted into their lip, sending threefold jolts of lightning zapping down to my slit. My Virgo the Virgin fathead became electrified. I gasped, the currents of seventh heaven rushing through me.

I came.

My puss convulsed and spasmed. I felt my juices gushing out of me. They flowed, spilling into Ken 's athirst mouth. He licked and lapped up my unfermented cream while my knocker Milk continued to run into Nate 's and Tim 's hungry maws. I shuddered, the Spark zapping through my mind.

lead danced before my eyes.

I shuddered, my entire body convulsing. My hands grabbed my laboured breasts, squeezing out my Milk River into Nate 's and Tim 's suckling mouths. I whimpered, my head shaking. It was so good. So wonderful.

"brand that HuCow slut cum !"Anthony shouted.

"Goddamn, I ca n't wait to establish our human being dairy cow explode !"the nerdy will groaned.

"Yeah, make her cum, then you can drink in her delicious, creamy milk. I ca n't wait to milk her bag !"

"Yes !"I moaned."Ken, it 's your routine. Nate, Nate, you have to wee me cum now. You 've already had your treat."

Nate ripped his back talk off my pap. Some of my creamy Milk had spilled down into his dark goatee. He grinned at me, nodding."I 'll trade, Ken."

Ken ripped his mouth from my kitty. His paw gave my ass a final squeeze play then he rose."Her cunt is all yours."

I shuddered, Tim still suckling with such hunger on my other nipple. He gulped down my milk as Ken moved around me.

I gasped at the sight of his blond goatee soaked in my juices. My pussy cream had utterly drenched him. I could smack it, a sweet aroma, but unlike from the delectable cream that squirted from my nipples. I groaned as he darted in and kissed me. I shuddered, tasting my cunt.

A zipper rasped behind me.

"Oh, Nate is going for that twat,"Anthony cheered."Go for it, dude. damn !"

"Booyah !"Nate shouted.

Just as Ken broke the osculation with me, I felt something pressing into my pussy. It was n't a lip. It was n't a finger. It was thickly. Spongy. I gasped as it slid up my puss rim to my hymen. I threw a tone behind me to see Nate standing.

realization hit me.

He was about to pop my cherry. He was about to really get to me cum, earning him the right to toast all my creamy bosom milk. I shuddered, my body on fire.

"Yes, boys have to lie with me to booze my titty milk !"I moaned.

Every boy in the classroom cheered their excitement. It was a price they were all more than willing to pay to pledge my milk.

Ken latched onto my nipple, suckling hard. His gravelly goatee rasped against my areola and soft tit. I shuddered, wiggling my pelvic girdle and rubbing my hot pussy into the tool 's tip nudging me. I was so eager to lose my virginity. I hugged both Ken and Tim to my boob, loving as they suckled on my udders.

Nate thrust.

I groaned, my teat both bursting with sparkle of pleasure as my hymen stretched and stretched. painfulness flared, meeting the electrifying blissfulness flowing from my tit. I trembled. Then my cherry tree popped. His cock slammed to the hilt in me. My eyes widened I was suddenly filled with a immense dick.

My low cock ever.

I gasped and moaned, swiveling my rosehip. I squeezed my slit around that amazing cock. Nate groaned, his hand squeezing my hips. I was bent over to give suck both Ken and Tim, my ass jab out behind me.

Nate drew back his hips and then plunged into me again. He slammed his tool hard into my snatch. I gasped at the force of his dick burial to the hilt in me. His fork smacked into my croupe, making my butt-cheeks jiggle. My big udders rippled, moving as the two thirsty boys nursed at them.

"Yes, yes, this is what I need !"I howled."This is how I need you boys to pay. This is how you 'll eff me. Oh, yes, wassail my milk by fucking me hard. Make me explode !"

"That 's how you treat a human dairy cow !"panted Will.

"You have to love a HuCow hard !"growled Mark Anthony."You just pound her puss. And other places."

I shuddered, wanting to rule those other places.

My teat throbbed and ached with more intensity. Being filled with Nate 's cock made nursing my two boys even better. I hugged them to my big tits, loving as they swelled them towards being massive J-cups. I trembled, whimpering. Every knife thrust of Nate 's peter and suckle of those hungry oral cavity brought me finisher and closer to that wonderful orgasm.

My deflowered cunt clenched down hard on the big dick thrusting into me. It slammed into my profoundness, weighed down nut smacking into my clit. Sparks of pleasure joined the electrifying jolts zapping from my nipples. Milk River squirted again and again into those thirsty boys'mouths. I groaned, swaying. I was getting tight and closer to exploding.

It was so vivid to be fucked. Nate 's stopcock reached so mystifying in me. He plundered my bitch. He grunted and groaned, his handwriting squeezing my hips. I undulated them, stirring my juicy twat around his big dick. The harder he thrust into my cunt, the more of my Milk seemed to squirt out of my nipples.

The more creamy dainty I delivered to my athirst boys.

"Oh, yes, fuck me tough. I want to share all my milk with you ! You 're going to get big and warm and become such sexy men. Ooh, yes, fuck me, Nate. I need to cum."

He suddenly seized my total darkness fuzz and yanked my head back. I gasped, loving his dominance. He fucked me hard. His powerful accident rammed to the hilt in my pussy. I trembled, my pussy clenching down on him. superstar burst before my eye. It was so intense. Just amazing. I whimpered, squeezing down hard on his pecker. This marvelous joy built and built and built inside of me.

Both boys suckled at the like prison term just as Nate slammed into me.

It was what I needed. I exploded.

My twat convulsed and writhed about Nate 's pecker. He grunted, fucking into my spasming depths. Wave of hot passion flooded through my consistency. The rush of pleasure was electrified by the zapping delight shooting from my nipples. Both male child suckled as my orgasmic walking on air swept through my mind. I screamed out in raptus, buckling hard.

"Fuck !"Nate grunted.

"Cum in me !"I howled."Flood me with all that germ. Yes ! I 'm a human being dairy cow ! I need your cum flooding my slit !"

Nate slammed into me and erupted. His hot jizz flooded into my spoil pussy. I groaned as he pumped that marvellous cream into me. I shuddered, the milk squirting from my nipples into Ken 's and Tim 's thirsty mouths. I whimpered, a undulation of pleasure sweeping through my soundbox as my kitty-cat milked Nate 's erupting dick.

He groaned, squeezing my hip as he pumped Thomas More and more of his hot heart into me. I loved it. I was a naughty, human dairy cow who needed all the wonderful cream to flood my body I could treat. I whimpered, the pleasure melting my mind.

It was incredible.

"Fuck,"groaned Nate."You 're up, Tim. You got to pretend her cum to pay for that dessert Milk River you 've been drinking.

"Yes !"I gasped as Nate ripped his dick out of my pussy.

Tim popped his mouth off my mammilla and groaned,"I want you to sit on my dick."He licked his sass, milk staining them."Sit on my dick and rally me. Then I can keep back nursing you."

I nodded, groaning as he sat down on a chairman, shoving the desk away from him. He unzipped his blue jean and jostle them down, lifting his rump up from the rump. His cock stretched out his tight honkey underclothes. The Fruit of the Loom came off succeeding. There he was, his big putz unveiled. My cum-filled pussy clenched.

Ken kept suckling as I moved. He shoved the desk further out of the way so he could hold on suckling. I straddled Tim, lowering my pussy down to his cock. His backtalk engulfed my nipple before I sank down on him. Once again, I would reach two boys the creamy delicacy they loved. I shuddered, my pussy brushing his dick 's tip.

Then I was sliding down him. I impaled my cunt down his dick. Tim groaned around my nipple. He suckled harder as my pussy engulfed his cock. I gasped, my bitch clenching down on him. My pussy was almost sucking on his dick as he nursed at my nipple. It was incredible. I leaned back, my mouth opening wide.

I let out a wanton moan.

helping hand seized my head, turning me. I gasped to see the nerdy Will thrusting his dick at my sassing. Before I knew it, I was suckling on his cock. I nursed on him like the two boys nursed on my heavy tits. My pussy squeezed around Tim 's compact hawkshaw. I groaned, reveling in the feel of his shaft. I slid up and down him, my pussy clinging to him, the friction incredible.

I moaned around that dick in my mouth.

volition groaned, his mitt gripping my head as he fucked his dick in and out of my oral cavity. He had this fantastic look behind his looking glass. He grunted and panted, tidal bore to earn the right to wet-nurse from my udders. I cupped his balls, massaging them as he plunged his cock over and over into my back talk. drool ran down my chin as I suckled.

The sounds of nursing echoed around me. Ken, Tim, and I were all making those juicy sounds. Both my nipples throbbed and ached in the son'mouths, Ken 's goatee rasping against my areola. I shuddered, my pussy clenching down around Tim 's dick.

My pussy gripped him. I held his wonderful cock as I worked up and down his rotating shaft. The feel of him in me tug me to just ride him. To just enjoy every in of his dick in me. I would cum on his dick. I would set off on that thick cock. I groaned, wiggling my rose hip.

Behind me, I heard somebody pant in surprised delight. It was Courtney, moaning,"Oh, you 're so golden, Abigail."

I did n't know why I was lucky. Did she mean because I had my big, grueling tits ? I could just tell they were J-cups now. After Nate had cum in me, after the boys at breastfeed my tits, they had swelled into such a marvelous, massive size.

I worked my pussy up and down Tim 's cock faster and faster as my turmoil ballooned.

A hammer pressed between my butt-cheeks. It was covered in something slippery. lubricant. Out of the box of my eye, I could see Susan Brownell Anthony. I shuddered as the Black guy brought his dick to my asshole. My nineteen-year-old body quivered. I was about to be sodomized. To be double-penetrated.

I would have cock in all of my hollow. I would suckle and harbor at all three of the boys'cocks. I would enjoy them.

I sucked so hard on will 's dick as Anthony 's thick cock pressed against my vestal asshole. My anatomical sphincter stretched and stretched and stretched. I shuddered, squirming on Tim 's slam as that Black prick popped into my motherfucker. I groaned throaty joy, moaning around testament 's prick.

I shuddered, Anthony 's thick dick plunging recondite and deep into my bowels. This wonderful heat met the silky delectation in my snatch. The two different detrition merged and melted together, driving me towards another dumbfound orgasm. My mammilla burst with electric delight, my milk squirting into Tim 's and Ken 's athirst mouths.

"Will and I will flood you with cum, HuCow slut,"growled Susan Brownell Anthony as he bottoms out in my bowels."Goddamn, you 're fucking tight. You 're just a niggling dairy farm jade, are n't you ?"

I moaned a throaty,"Yes,"around Will 's dick.

Anthony chuckled as he drew back his dick. My bowels clenched around his girth, the clash intense."That 's what I thought. You cum so severe. I 'm going to fill your asshole with my cream and then wet-nurse all that mellisonant, sweet milk out of your tits."

"Yes,"Will groaned, his shaft plunging voiceless and fast in and out of my mouthpiece."That sounds hot ! Do that to her !"

It was incredible. I was pleasing all the boys I could.

My hip joint danced, stirring my cunt and motherfucker around Tim and Anthony 's big pecker. They worked in and out of my muddle. Two unlike, amazing frictions. The sleek friction in my cunt and the velvety delight from my asshole. They swelled inside of me, forming a marvellous storm fed by the electrical energy shooting from my nipples.

More and more drool ran down my Chin. I squeezed my centre shut, construction and edifice towards that climax. I was so close. Anthony fucked me arduous, driving his hawkshaw deep into my asshole. His crotch smacked into me. His balls thudded into my flesh over and over. I shuddered, my center fluttering as this amazing bliss built inside of me. The storm grew.

I slammed down Tim 's turncock. He groaned as his cum fired into my pussy.

My orgasm exploded through me.

The storm swept through my consistence. My asshole and cunt writhed about the two dicks. Howling winds of ecstasy swept through me. Zapping thunderbolt of lightning electrified my judgement. My mamilla squirted even more Milk River into Tim 's and Ken 's thirsty backtalk. I gulped down my delicacy as I squealed around testament 's dick.

"shtup, yes !"the swot groaned. Then his salty emollient flooded my mouth.

I groaned as the jizz spilled through my mouth, swirling around my teeth. I gulped it down, my tongue massaging the arse of his rooster. More and to a greater extent of his boy-cream flooded my sass. I savored every drop-off. I reveled in this fantastic consequence. It was incredible. Amazing. I never wanted to blockade. I felt so airheaded as this Delicious delight rippled through my body.

Anthony drove his dick oceanic abyss into my asshole."God fucking darn, HuCow sluts are amazing !"

The black guy fired his jizz into my arsehole. jet after wonderful spurt of his cum flooded me. Boys cheered around me, all eager to taste my Milk. To fuck their hammer in and out of my mouth and pussy and son of a bitch. To give me their salty cum. I wanted it all.

I gulped down every drop of testament 's jizz while my shit and pussy milked Tim and Mark Anthony dry.

Anthony ripped his dick out of my asshole. He seized me under my axilla and hauled me off Tim 's cock. He pulled my huge udder away from the two son'thirsty mouths. I gasped, suddenly pressed onto a desktop.

Cum ran out of my pussy and asshole as Anthony leaned over and latched onto my mammilla topping my J-cup tit. Will took the former one, suckling hard as the future boy stepped up to fuck my pussy.

The boys used me. They fucked me over and over and over again. Each one gave me such a terrific orgasm and spurt after spurt of their hot jizz. Then they got to lactate from my nipple. They latched onto my J-cup bosom and suckled milk from my udder. It was grand. I groaned, savoring every moment that they were using me. It just felt so right.

I was their dairy man cow. My udder were give up for any boy or man to use. All they had to do was give me their jizz and make me cum.

It worked out best for all of us.

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The soma chortled in delectation at the consequence of its newest pair of pantie. It had turned that flat-chested little girl into a wet-nurse slut.

It had a different musical theme for its next dyad. Not something so free radical. Something fun. Something that would be bluff. To throw it off would be a peril in of itself. It would experience to venture into a new location. It would need all of its conjuration to keep on from being discovered. It would be a stranger.

Trespassing. That was dangerous for its kind. If it were caught ...

But it would be deserving it.

It stroked the pair of panties, loving the figure. They were all lightlessness, cut narrow in the figurehead and rear, the waistband only strings. It had some dainty lace decorating the presence. Two word were printed in bright, gold letter on the back. Daring letters.

TOP BITCH.

The design smiled as it picked up the panty and marched to the mist.

To be continued in the next tale of Mind-Controlling scanty ...