Mind-Control step-in

write up Thirteen HuCow 's Delicious Milk

By mypenname3000

copyright 2019

Note : Thanks to Alex for Beta reading this !

The soma moved with easiness through the department store. It was excited to entrust its electric current span of scanty behind in this location. After the last one, cerise harlot, had made Delilah Andrew D. White into a unending virgin, the physical body wanted to try another word form of body modification. It had an idea for a delicious one. It was why the electric current span of panties looks so much like the white and contraband pattern of a dairy cow. There was a simpleton question written on the rear.

Got Milk River ?

The physical body was eager for this new fun. Mind-controlling girls gave it such a rush, but transforming them was just as a great deal fun. There were so many sinful things it could do with this magic. This game was exciting. It could n't hold off for that wonderful spate 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 den. The perfective girl to be transformed.

The shoppers in the huge box memory board paid no heed to the material body. It slipped between them, almost flowing like shadows. Nonde*********** and everyday apparition. Its true form was utterly alien, but they did n't see it as anything more than the background. Their eyes slid across the image to stare at what they really were here for.

All the stuff good spread out before them. The wealth of nations brought to their fingertips.

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

Not that the material body cared. It just wanted to satiate its own lecherousness for mischief.

The figure reached its terminus : the Junior Miss section. It was for lady friend who were ten to thirteen to shit at. Of form, its target was older than that. Not that she looked it. That 's what made her perfect tense. On a stand holding bras that were little Sir Thomas More than trainers, it draped the panties.

The physical body shuddered, eager for the fun to lead off. Then it flitted away. It moved through the shopping bunch, heading back towards the store 's automatic doors. The mist awaited. binding to its lair to watch the fun.

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

Abigail stag hated having to go to the Junior girl discussion section shop for her clothes. She was 19. Nineteen and four foot eleven ! She looked like a twelve-year-old girl and had the thorax to match. She barely qualified as an A-cup. She kept hoping and hoping her tit would mature, but nil seemed to exploit. Not any of the apocryphal theme she 'd gotten off the Internet— she 'd drunk wholly milk every day for a class and had goose egg to show for it—nor did the mesmerism from her friends.

She played with her pap when she masturbated.

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

She wanted them to be boastful. She 'd settle for a B-cup. Something more than the little mosquito bites she currently had. Something that would make her look anything close to her age.

Because of her childish build, she was suspicious of any guy who wanted to appointment her. They were always such pervs. The rest of the boys wanted girls with big breasts. immense schnoz. The type of alky sweaters pillows they could snuggle up to.

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

At nineteen, it was toilsome to observe believing that.

She sighed when she reached the bra incision. She hated having to range here. She could n't get anything sexy. She was n't even certain why she bothered. Like I need any funding, she thought. The merely thing that had developed were nipples. They were getting bigger. When they got hard, they were noticeable. And that just embarrassed her. At least a training bra helped to hide them.

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

"Got Milk River ?"she read, staring at the panties.

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

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

Panties in script, she marched up to the bank clerk. The chill coursed through her soundbox the entire time. The cashier felt it, too. They went through the question of her paying, but at no point had any barcode been scanned nor had any money been exchanged. After all, the panties were n't the store 's. They were Abigail 's. They were made for her. If anyone else took them, the event could be unpredictable.

A gymnastic exercise tutor had learned that.

Then Abigail was out the door and heading home with unknown estimate of bombastic mammaries, heavy udder, filling her young mind.

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Abigail hart




I stared down at my apartment breast and throw off my head. 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 than bulge. My pap had developed nicely, my areola wide, my nubs thick. When erect, they thrust out fairly far. There were girl my age, like Courtney, with tits much bigger who did n't experience nipples half my sizing. It was so unfair.

I 'd rather have small nipples and huge boob then the reverse.

"I 'm never going to get a boyfriend,"I muttered. I stared at myself in the mirror. I had no pelvic arch. I was n't even five groundwork tall. At 19, I 'd given up Bob Hope of gaining any to a greater extent height. I would forever be unretentive. My mother had 3 inch on me and D loving cup to iron boot. Why had genetic science abandoned me ?

I threw on my new brace of panties I 'd bought yesterday. The dairy farm cow formula on them was ... exciting. They made me tingle when I touched them. It ran all the way up to my boob. My mamilla. I could almost fantasize that if I put on these panties, I would mature huge tits. Just the turgid udders. Bigger than bivalent D 's. Then F-cups. Then G or maybe even in H-cups.

Maybe I 'd advance J-cups like that Japanese porn star.

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

I stepped into the panties and groaned as that chill raced up my thighs. I wiggled my hips, my figure electrified. So incredible. My mammilla hardened. The naughty itchiness formed in my twat. Huge mammaries danced in my psyche. Just the biggest, indulgent tit. It made me require to she-bop. To get out the knocker pump and finger my twat while stimulating my nipple.

But I had to get to my college.

I smoothed the black and albumen step-in over my hind end and then traced the girdle 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 bag just total of creamy milk.

Milk ?

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

I shook my head, putting that hopeless fantasy out of my brain. Even if I got pregnant and had a kid, how big would my boob 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 maven with those big, massive J-cups.

I thought her name was Hitomi J-cup.

Gosh, she was so prosperous.

I sighed, my fingers smoothing down the nominal head of the step-in. My nipples continued to tingle. I glanced down at them, fat and long, the perfect size nubs for adult female with big white meat. 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 short girl to wear.

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

At least my nipples were developed.

I shoved my wooden leg violently into my blue jean. I was just so fed up with that all. nineteen ! XIX and with the small-scale tits ever. I worked my pants up my thighs while shaking my head. All my friends had developed. I had to look on Jennifer and Courtney and genus 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 boys loved her.

I buttoned up my blue jean and zipped up my fly. I slipped on my mortise joint wind cone and popped my animal foot into my lawn tennis brake shoe. I snagged my bookbag and purse, made for certain I had my cadre phone, and then I was out of my bedroom. I grabbed a pop tart from the toaster and nibbled on as I headed out the front end door. The sun was bright, shining. I felt it warming my skin as I headed to the college, this tingling rippled around my nipples. I knew I should 've worn a bra. I was feeling the cloth of my shirt rubbing against my nubs. It was making me charge. 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 crumbs off my fingers, walking preceding adults who looked down at me. A lot of them were noticing me and shaking their fountainhead. angriness burned through me.

What ? Had they never seen a short char ?

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

I reached my college, the urban center buses dropping off some scholar, early college students driving their own machine or walking in like me. A flood of them was heading towards the front door. They were all taller than me. It was the worst. Everywhere I went, I was the inadequate individual. My feet smacked on the paving, 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 lucullan perspirer pup she always was showing off. She wore a top so tight that it molded to her tits. On top of that, she had a plunging neckline that went so low it showed off a tip of the lace of her bra.

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

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

Everyone was looking at me. It made the tingling in my nipple worse. I felt so hard and throbbing right now. I could just feel the cloth of my purple t-shirt molding to them. Teasing my nubs. Everyone stared at me. They had to hump that I was aroused.

My cheek burned as I stalked through the school.

"Uh, you know your leaking,"said David Bruce. He was a marvellous guy, over six feet, so he loomed over me. He had brown haircloth and a soul patch on his Kuki-Chin. He was on the basketball squad, a bighearted guy. My heart fluttered a footling. He had a heavy smile and this sort of dashing face in his eyes.

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

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

I stared down at my dresser and ...

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

"I have breasts,"I gasped. They were small, little more than budding pitcher. But they were handsome than they were when I left my family. They were proper A-cups."Bruce, I have breasts."

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

Those two dustup flashed in my mind. I had milk. Breast milk.

tingle raced out of my step-in. My hands grabbed the hem of my shirt and yanked it up my torso. Right there in the hallway, not caring that former students 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 axilla, exposing my new breasts. I gazed at them in awe. They had a shape to them, a buoyant steadiness. And there, beading from my nipples, was white milk.

"Deliverer, your lactating,"he groaned.

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

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

other bookman were watching as the tall Bruce knelt down. Even kneeling he had the height to reach my breasts. I groaned as his work force gripped my sides. Then his lips nuzzled into my nipple. I gasped as he latched onto my decently nub. He sealed his mouth about my fat nipple, his sassing pressing warm against my areola.

He suckled.

quiver raced through my dead body as I felt the Milk squirting out of my nipple into his mouth. I groaned, my hands balling tight. It felt so amazing. My nipple felt connected straight to my pussy. My cunt clenched as a good deal as my fists, drinking in the charge superstar of my Milk River squirting out of my nub.

He suckled again, groaning as he tasted my breasts milk. A foul thrill ran through me. Thomas More cream beaded on my former nub. I swept up my digit across my mamilla as Bruce nursed. He groaned with hungriness as he feasted on my creamy treat. I held up my finger glistening with the chopper drop.

I brought it to my mouth.

I groaned as I thrust my finger into my mouth. I tasted my creamy breast milk. It was sweeter than cow 's milk. neat, I popped my digit out of my oral fissure. My natural language ran over the ceiling of my mouth as I savored the flavor. It had a melony aftertaste. Something almost like cantaloupe. I groaned, smacking my lips.

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

I nodded."Oh, please keep suckling."

Around us, our mate classmates were watching. Bruce sucked my left nipple back into his sass, latching onto that fat nub. I groaned as he suckled, my milk squirting into his mouth. Both his custody slid up my eubstance to cup my breasts.

He kneaded and massaged my little mound. I gasped as a flow of white shot from my aright nipple and soared over his shoulder to splash wastefully on the level. I shuddered, my cunt growing hotter and hotter as he suckled. This felt so amazing.

He squeezed my tits again, the current squirting harder into his mouth while my veracious nipple erupted with more of my white cream. This time, I cupped my hand before my right tit and savored the hot Milk River splashing against my skin. I shuddered at the sight of my creamy treat pooling in the palm of my hand. I brought it up to my rima oris, eager to smack Thomas More of it.

I sucked it into my mouth, the wonderful dainty bursting to life across my taste buds.

So sweet.

I licked at my palm, loving every trace I could find. My former hand was already covering my nipple, getting drenched as he squeezed again, my nipple squirting. string of beads of hot milk ran across my hand. I quickly brought it up to my mouth, licking and lapping and savoring my creamy goody. I could n't squander a single drop of it.

It was too good.

I trembled, my pelvic arch wiggling as he kneaded my titty and nursed from me. My twat was on flaming. I kept licking sassy cream off my palm tree, switching my helping hand, loving it. I groaned, the frisson racing from my pussy, maybe from my scanty. They surged up and up to my tit to make me into a toothsome human cow. I shuddered, my creamy treat flooding Robert I 's mouth.

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

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

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

I shrugged, not for sure what to say. Then I stared down at my tits and gasped. The input around me faded as I stared at my breasts. Milk was squirting wastefully from my properly tit as I shuddered at the sight of my boobs. They were self-aggrandising than A-cups now.

They were B-Cups.

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

Bruce suckled and then groaned. For once, I did n't feel that naughty quiver caused by the milk squirting out of my nipple. He popped his mouthpiece off, shaking his head. Then he darted over to my the right way nipple. He latched on and suckled hard. I gasped as a hot squirt of milk flooded his mouth. But when he nursed a second sentence, nothing.

"You drained me,"I moaned, staring at my round, perky knocker. They were unbelievable and now had volume. A fantastic physical body. As Bruce popped his lips off my pap and released my tits, I shuddered. I cupped them for a moment, kneading them.

"Those are a nice distich of boobs,"said Anthony, a tall, Black guy with a trim head word."Damn fine tits. I never noticed you have those before, Abigail."

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

I shook my read/write head, pulling down my shirt. I had dead no idea how this had happened. Could it be because of the panty ? Just because I said that marvelous question printed on the back, Got milk ? It was so anserine. Neither step-in nor saying a phrase could ingest turned me into a human being dairy cow. They would n't stimulate my tits to swell and grant me creamy Milk River for all the boy to enjoy.

I groaned as I slid my shirt over my tits. With them swelled up, the purpleness fabric squeezed even tighter around my mammaries. The cotton-poly blend hugged to those big breasts and my difficult mammilla, and the hem no longer went down past the waistband of my blue jean. It just touched it. Barely keeping my stomach covered.

I felt amazing as I strolled forward. My pussycat was juicy. If I did n't have a class to get to, I would do something about it. My breasts had a marvellous bounce to them as I moved through the residence hall. My classmates were staring at me.

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

I was a woman. I was nineteen and finally had tits. Nice, round B-cups. I felt them bouncing and jiggling with my every stride, moving with this perky firmness. My nipples 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 mamilla with hunger. I could see it in their center. Nate with his ear expanders and his man bun, Ken with his goatee of blonde hair, and volition while pushing up his glasses. They all stared at me. They all enjoyed the side of my tits.

I finally had melons. Hooters. Delicious perspirer puppies. Sure, they were n't the vainglorious, but they were such an improvement. I felt like a million one dollar bill as I headed into my first class. My professor, Mr. Abernathy, blinked at the sight of my mamilla. He had this hungry flavour in his eyes as I sat down in the figurehead row. I grinned at him, arching my cover to thrust out my new breasts at him.

I could separate he loved my babies.

It was so hard not to trifle with my nipples during class. I just wanted to tweak them. To touch them. They kept tingling as the fabric of my T-shirt caressed them. I loved how my titty moved. My snatch was hot, making me squirm which made my bosom jiggle all the time. Poor Mr. Abernathy kept stumbling through his lecture. He was paying more attending 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 next class, a group of guy wire hovering around me. They were so cunning. They were all staring at me, talking and elbowing each other, muttering about how I 'd nursed David Bruce. They were all so amazing. I loved it. I had this rattling leap to my step, making my boobies bounce for all the delight of the son. I had never felt better about myself in my life.

I was a human being cow and loved it.

I entered my next form and there was Susan Anthony. He was sitting in the binding, his head turning over to see at me. His heart flicked up and down my design. The Joseph Black guy rubbed his hand across the shaved promontory."Are you 're tits a little bigger than they were ?"

I glanced down and groaned in delight. They did seem bigger. They looked like they were C-cups now. A little fuller, small rounder. I could tell by the minuscule funnies of cutis between the prat of my T-shirt and the waistband of my jeans, proving that I 'd grown in volume.

"I guess that must imply your milk 's coming in again,"he said."You 're getting wet around the nipples."

I grinned, seeing the small white billet growing where my hard essence pressed into the T-shirt 's material."shot 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 wonderful tilt to them. Milky whitened beaded on both pink nubs."Of course of action I do."I flicked my eyes up and down his strapping var.."You got anything for me ?"

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

"Well, it has its reinforcement,"I said, cupping my soaker C-cup titties. I shook them at him, a disgusting smile on my sassing. My pussy clenched, my juices soaking the dairy-cow-pattern panties.

His nighttime hands took my own hand 's station. He squeezed my bosom. I shuddered, loving the way his sullen finger massaged my boobs. He gave them both a commodity squeezing, causing my Milk River to squirt out and splash his chest. The little droplets soaked into his greenish jersey, a bit of cream astragal on the impress logo.

"Damn, you 're just a squirter."

I blushed, knowing what he meant. I was n't that a great deal of a virgin."fountainhead, you just take a shit me wet."

His centre flicked down to my genitalia."Abigail, I bet you are."

Anthony leaned down and he sucked on my left teat. I groaned as his dark backtalk sealed about my fat, pink nub. He suckled and my wonderful Milk River flowed into his mouth. I groaned as his hands slid down my breadbasket. His fingers stroked down in the mouth and low-toned, teasing me.

I gasped as his digit brushed my umbilicus and dipped into the little divot. I groaned as he swirled around inside of it, teasing me. Then he went depress. His fingerbreadth traveled down and down and down until he reached the waistband of my blue jean. He stroked across the denim, his hand brushing my fastener.

pushover !

I groaned as he shoved his mitt into my pants. My fly rasped opened, the zipper moving downward. I shuddered, his nerve hollowing as he suckled hard. My milk squirted into his hungry backtalk, sending trembles shooting down to my cunt. His fingers dipped into the girdle of those naughty step-in. He slid through my bush.

Went lower.

I gasped as he cupped my Virgo the Virgin slit. I felt his middle finger sliding up and down my wet twat. I shuddered, this delight rippling through me. Everyone was watching as he fingered my virgin goofball, sending such naughty joy rippling through me.

My arms went around his head, cradling the sexy blackamoor guy to my one shot breasts. I closed my eyes, loving him breast feeding at my teat. He stroked me. His finger moved up and down, teasing my labia. His touch coaxed out my little button from its hood. I gasped as it burst with sparks from the low gear time he touched me.

I gasped in joy, shuddering as he rubbed that little bud for a moment. His finger's breadth danced along as he suckled. My milk squirted into his rima oris. He nursed with such hunger. I trembled, my juices soaking his digits.

"Yes, yes, drink it all down,"I panted."It 's so thoroughly for you. Ooh, drink my milk. It 'll induce 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 clock time he nursed, pleasance jolted down to my puss. My cunt clenched, drinking in the lightning while sparks flared from my clit. The two different whizz mixed and swirled inside of my cunt.

"Damn, those teat are amazing,"groaned Tim.

"Yeah,"will croaked.

"Wow, Abigail 's teat are freehanded than mine,"whimpered Courtney.

"Tell me about it,"said Janiqua, my Black 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 teat were growing Buckminster Fuller. They were expanding as he nursed. It was a insidious change, but I could just see their heighten increment. They were round and full, heavy. I could find the shifting in my military posture as I adjusted myself to the increased weight of my mammaries.

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

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

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

I whimpered, my nipple throbbing. Anthony 's fingers slid up and down my pussy. I felt my orgasm building and building. Everyone was staring at me as he nursed from my growing udder. He sucked hard on my pap, feasting on my milk.

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

Anthony popped his mouth off my give nipple and darted over to the right wing. He rubbed at my clit, sparks bursting through me. I whimpered, my rightfulness nipple superfluous medium from waiting to be drained. It burst with pleasure as my Milk River squirted into his sassing. Anthony groaned as he swallowed that wonderful treat.

I stroked his bald-shaved pass. I caressed him, loving the look of his thick brim wrapped around my pap. The total of suck he created was incredible. My juice flowed out of me. I whimpered and groaned.

"Oh, yes,"I panted.

His thumb started rubbing at my clit while his fingers massaged my labia. He ran up and down the folds of my pussy, teasing me. It was unbelievable. So vivid. I just knew I was going to burst. I was going to give such an amazing orgasm.

I loved being a human being dairy cow. I loved nursing sexy bozo. Anthony suckled with such hunger. His left hand grabbed my right tit, squeezing. I felt my Milk squirting out of my nipple and into his rima oris with such force.

I gasped, the pleasure swelling inside of me. I could n't remove much More of this. His ovolo rubbed my clit. His oral cavity nursed at my nipple. His fingers caressed my labia. They danced up and down my slit, brushing my virginal membrane. He stroked all my juicy bits.

"Anthony !"I howled.

"Oh, yes, that 's unbelievable !"

I came.

My succus gushed out, bathing his helping hand. riffle of joy flowed through my trunk. He kept sucking. breast feeding. My nipples throbbed and ached, sending more undulation of rapture flooding through my body. The bliss poured over my mind, drowning my thoughts.

It was incredible. superstar burst before my centre. My caput tossed from side to side, my black hair dancing about my shoulders. My left breast swayed, moving with a heavy weightiness. I gasped, Anthony kneading my tit, milking me as he suckled.

My clit throbbed and ached beneath his massaging thumb.

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

My boob were even bigger now. I had to have Double D 's now. I now had tits as big as my mother. I groaned and gasped, the pleasure reaching that wonderful top of ecstasy. I hit it as he suckled out the hold up of my chest 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 give birth something for me, Anthony,"I moaned as his hand slid out of my panties.

He held up his fingerbreadth, soaked in my juices. I smelled a sweet scent ; my own arousal. I shuddered as he popped his fingerbreadth into his mouth, sucking up my former cream.

My naughty cream.

I trembled as I shoved down my shirt over my large perspirer puppies. My t-shirt was so tight. It rode up, showing off my omphalus now. I groaned, my titty constrained, the material 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 enceinte breasts jiggling and swaying with my every movement. I sat down and smiled as I watched them leaping at the bottom of my vision. These were everything I wanted. Maybe they would maturate prominent and I would get my J-cups. I struggled to center on the example, to get my education, but all I could intend about was milk.

Creamy, white, dulcet breast milk. I could find the delight slowly filling my breast. I was generating more and more. My massive udder were getting fix to nurse more boys. They needed it. They had to drink my wonderful pleasure. So incredible. I would give them all my creamy treats.

I could n't wait.

I kept my work force clasped tight together throughout the deterrent example. It was hard not to wiggle. I was getting hot and activated again, too. Getting fingered while nursing Antonius was amazing. I would birth to take a firm stand that all the boys do things to please me to get my milk.

I bit my lower lip, my T-shirt feeling tighter and tighter. When I looked down, I knew my tits were bigger. They were swelling and swelling, becoming those massive bag that I craved. Soon, they would be big enough to wet-nurse permanently. Every boy or man would enjoy my Milk River as lots as they wanted.

Lactophiles would adore me.

I bit my humiliated lip in anticipation.

Soon social class was over. I stood up quickly just so my tits would bounce up and down. My t-shirt was riding up higher and higher as they grew bigger and grown. It was turning into a belly shirt. Soon, would it even be able-bodied to constrain my tits ?

Would I even need a shirt ?

I sauntered through the student residence, my coxa swaying. My waist was a piffling curvier, too. Little more womanly. I might be short, but no girl in my college had tits grown than me now. The boys swarmed around me. They were staring at my breast, looking for that firstly signaling of wetness. They were aegir for my Milk River to fully descend back in. They wanted to nurse from me.

It was so incredible. I had such a immense smile on my face as I entered my next category. My tits bounced and jiggled, my nipples aching. Throbbing. They were filling up with all that yummy Milk River. All the delectation for the boys to savour. Nursing them all would be unbelievable.

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

His eyes flicked down to my boobs. He licked his lips."Got milk for me ?"

"You just said the magic words,"I moaned. I thrust up my jersey, exposing my knocker. They were definitely F-cups now. Large and soft, my tit finally sized right field for them. Nate stared at my big tatas with thirstiness as I threw my jersey to the base.

It was just in the way. v

I sauntered up to him, my pap jiggling. He turned in his nates, athirst. I gasped as he seized my right knocker and swallowed my mammilla. His whiskers rubbed against my silky flesh in my sensitive areola. I whimpered at the rasping sensation.

I shivered as he suckled.

My breast milk fired into his sass. It splashed as he suckled and nursed with violence. My toes curled. My kitty clenched. Such a wicked and sluttish undulation of pleasure crack through me. It was unbelievable. Just what I craved. What I needed. I groaned, biting my depleted lip as the pleasure swelled and swelled inside of me.

I needed to be touched so bad.

My hips wiggled as he suckled, my Milk River squirting into his lip. I whimpered and then gasped as Tim came up. He latched onto my early breast, 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 enthusiasm. I whimpered, my toes curling as both my teat throbbed. My milk squirted into their hungry mouthpiece. I whimpered, staring down at my breasts.

I watched them grow. They went from F-cups to H-cups. I quivered, just two steps away from what I wanted to be. My white meat were heavy now. They were full of so much Milk. The two male child were so athirst, suckling on me. I shuddered, wiggling my hips. My pussy 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 grinning on his sassing."Why are you shaking that ass ?"

I nodded my head, whimpering."Being a homo dairy cow is so hot. Makes my pussy so wet. Would you be so sort ... ? 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 words, but my panties tingled around me. I needed to be devoured. My virgin pussy needed more than just fingers. Ken groaned, licking his lips and brushing those golden curls surrounding his mouth.

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

"Yes,"I moaned.

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

"red cent, you 're wearing the right hand sort of panties, are n't you ?"said Ken."I ca n't wait to try your milk."

"I 'll have enough for everyone,"I moaned, knowing it to be dependable. I could feel it filling my knocker faster than the two male child could nurse it out. My human being udders would just have enough creamy treats for all the boys. I quivered, trembling as Ken dragged down my panties, exposing my ass and pussy to everyone.

"Damn, she might feature the height of a little fille, but that stooge is age,"groaned Ken.

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

I shuddered as Ken kissed down the curve of my stern and dipped between my second joint. He nuzzled into my pussycat. I gasped, his tongue flicking across my virgin cunt. He brushed my folds and caressed my maidenhead. I quivered, my nipples throbbing and aching. Milk squirted from them as the two boys gulped it down with such hungriness.

I trembled, my climax building and building.

Ken squeezed my croupe as he fluttered his tongue up and down my snatch. Ken licked up my juices. I could feel them dripping out of me, another sweet and creamy treat for the son to delight. He brushed my clit, sparks bursting from it just like cloud nine zapped from my tit. I groaned, loving every moment of this. My toes curled in my horseshoe, my kitty-cat clenching rich 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 whisker trembling about my raw shoulder joint."Oh, Ken, you 're going to get so much Milk River. Just make me cum. Lick my cunt and make me explode."

"You 're going to drown me in your pussy cream, and then I 'm going to suckle all the Milk River out of your tit,"he growled.

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

I had three boys suckling on me. Both my mamilla and my clit throbbed and ached. They all sent such marvellous sparks of pleasure shooting through me. My nipples spurted their Milk River into the two son'hungry mouths. They gulped it down, their strong hands kneading my growing tits.

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

I was coming closer and confining to my orgasm. Ken 's goatee rasped against my slit lips through my bush. His tongue fluttered against my virgin plication, pressing on my Hymen. He lapped up my sweet cream while the two other boys nursed on my sweet milk. They gulped it down with such hunger. They were swelling my breasts larger and expectant.

I just knew I would put on J-cups.

I would stimulate those big pinhead just like I wanted. luscious udder. 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 ! shuffle me cum and then you get to take Nate 's lieu. Just hold on licking me. I need an orgasm. It 's so hot nursing you sexy boys."

"I ca n't look to make you cum,"groaned Mark Anthony. The tall, Black guy was grinning at me. I did n't have intercourse 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 button again. He sucked hard, his goatee rubbing against my pussy rim. I shuddered, trembling. Both my nipples throbbed while Tim sucked at the same time. My Milk squirted into their mouths, sending dual jolts of lightning zapping down to my slit. My virginal twat became electrified. I gasped, the stream of seventh heaven rushing through me.

I came.

My pussy convulsed and spasmed. I felt my juices gushing out of me. They flowed, spilling into Ken 's hungry mouthpiece. He licked and lapped up my sweet cream while my chest Milk continued to flow into Nate 's and Tim 's thirsty maws. I shuddered, the sparks zapping through my mind.

Stars danced before my eyes.

I shuddered, my entire trunk convulsing. My hands grabbed my lowering white meat, squeezing out my milk into Nate 's and Tim 's suckling mouth. I whimpered, my head shaking. It was so estimable. So wonderful.

"shuffle that HuCow slut cum !"Susan B. Anthony shouted.

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

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

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

Nate ripped his mouth off my teat. Some of my creamy Milk had spilled down into his dark goatee. He grinned at me, nodding."I 'll swap, Ken."

Ken ripped his mouth from my slit. His hands gave my ass a final squeeze then he rose."Her snatch is all yours."

I shuddered, Tim still suckling with such thirst on my early tit. He gulped down my milk as Ken moved around me.

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

A zip fastener rasped behind me.

"Oh, Nate is going for that cunt,"Anthony cheered."Go for it, fellow. hoot !"

"Booyah !"Nate shouted.

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

actualisation hit me.

He was about to pop my cherry. He was about to really make me cum, earning him the right to drink all my creamy breast Milk River. I shuddered, my organic structure on fire.

"Yes, son have to fuck me to imbibe my bosom milk !"I moaned.

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

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

Nate thrust.

I groaned, my mamilla both bursting with Muriel Sarah Spark of joy as my hymen stretched and stretched. Pain flared, meeting the electrifying bliss flowing from my nipples. I trembled. Then my cherry popped. His cock slammed to the hilt in me. My eyes widened I was suddenly filled with a Brobdingnagian dick.

My first turncock ever.

I gasped and moaned, swiveling my hips. I squeezed my cunt around that nonplus cock. Nate groaned, his paw squeezing my hips. I was bent over to harbor both Ken and Tim, my ass jab out behind me.

Nate drew back his hips and then plunged into me again. He slammed his shaft hard into my cunt. I gasped at the force of his dick burying to the hilt in me. His crotch smacked into my rear end, making my butt-cheeks jiggle. My big udders rippled, moving as the two hungry boy 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 love me. Oh, yes, fuddle my milk by fucking me hard. Make me explode !"

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

"You have to fuck a HuCow hard !"growled Anthony."You just pound her cunt. And other places."

I shuddered, wanting to come up those other places.

My tit 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 monolithic J-cups. I trembled, whimpering. Every thrusting of Nate 's prick and suckle of those hungry lip brought me stuffy and closer to that wonderful orgasm.

My deflowered cunt clenched down hard on the big dick thrusting into me. It slammed into my profoundness, enceinte clod smacking into my clit. Sparks of pleasure joined the electrifying jolts zapping from my nipples. Milk squirted again and again into those athirst male child'backtalk. I groaned, swaying. I was getting closer and closer to exploding.

It was so intense to be fucked. Nate 's cock reached so rich in me. He plundered my snatch. He grunted and groaned, his hand squeezing my pelvis. I undulated them, stirring my juicy cuckoo around his big dick. The harder he thrust into my cunt, the more of my milk seemed to eject out of my nipples.

The more creamy treat I delivered to my hungry boys.

"Oh, yes, fuck me hard. I want to contribution all my Milk River with you ! You 're going to get big and strong and turn such aphrodisiac men. Ooh, yes, fuck me, Nate. I need to cum."

He suddenly seized my blackened tomentum and yanked my head back. I gasped, loving his dominance. He fucked me hard. His powerful strokes rammed to the hilt in my pussy. I trembled, my pussy clenching down on him. champion burst before my eyes. It was so vivid. Just amazing. I whimpered, squeezing down hard on his dick. This marvellous pleasure built and built and built inside of me.

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

It was what I needed. I exploded.

My kitty-cat convulsed and writhed about Nate 's tool. He grunted, fucking into my spasming depths. Waves of hot passion flooded through my organic structure. The upsurge of delight was electrified by the zapping delight shooting from my mammilla. Both boys suckled as my orgasmic bliss swept through my mind. I screamed out in rapture, buckling hard.

"screw !"Nate grunted.

"Cum in me !"I howled."Flood me with all that come. Yes ! I 'm a homo dairy cow ! I need your cum flooding my cunt !"

Nate slammed into me and erupted. His hot jizz flooded into my impair twat. I groaned as he pumped that marvelous cream into me. I shuddered, the Milk River squirting from my mammilla into Ken 's and Tim 's hungry mouthpiece. I whimpered, a Wave of delight sweeping through my body as my pussy milked Nate 's erupting dick.

He groaned, squeezing my hips as he pumped Sir Thomas More and more of his hot spunk into me. I loved it. I was a naughty, human being dairy cow who needed all the terrific cream to oversupply my body I could handle. I whimpered, the pleasure melting my intellect.

It was incredible.

"piece of tail,"groaned Nate."You 're up, Tim. You got to make her cum to pay for that scented milk you 've been drinking.

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

Tim popped his back talk off my pap and groaned,"I want you to sit on my dick."He licked his lips, milk staining them."Sit on my dick and ride me. Then I can keep nursing you."

I nodded, groaning as he sat down on a chair, shoving the desk away from him. He unzipped his jeans and shove them down, lifting his rump up from the seat. His cock stretched out his sloshed honkey underwear. The fruit of the Loom came off side by side. There he was, his big gumshoe unveiled. My cum-filled slit clenched.

Ken kept suckling as I moved. He shoved the desk further out of the way so he could keep suckling. I straddled Tim, lowering my pussycat down to his dick. His lips engulfed my teat before I sank down on him. Once again, I would give two boys the creamy goody they loved. I shuddered, my pussy brushing his dick 's tip.

Then I was sliding down him. I impaled my cunt down his pecker. Tim groaned around my mammilla. He suckled harder as my kitty-cat engulfed his cock. I gasped, my cunt 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-eyed.

I let out a wanton moan.

workforce seized my heading, turning me. I gasped to see the nerdy Will thrusting his dick at my mouth. Before I knew it, I was suckling on his cock. I nursed on him like the two boy nursed on my heavy titmouse. My kitty-cat squeezed around Tim 's thick cock. 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 shaft in my mouth.

volition groaned, his hands gripping my head as he fucked his dick in and out of my mouth. He had this uncivilised look behind his meth. He grunted and panted, eager to earn the right to suckle from my bag. I cupped his formal, massaging them as he plunged his cock over and over into my mouth. drivel ran down my Kuki-Chin as I suckled.

The phone of nursing echoed around me. Ken, Tim, and I were all making those naughty sounds. Both my nipples throbbed and ached in the boy'mouths, Ken 's goatee rasp against my ring of color. I shuddered, my pussy clenching down around Tim 's dick.

My slit gripped him. I held his marvellous cock as I worked up and down his shaft. The feel of him in me drove me to just ride him. To just enjoy every in of his dick in me. I would cum on his dick. I would explode on that loggerheaded cock. I groaned, wiggling my hip.

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

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

I worked my pussycat up and down Tim 's cock faster and faster as my excitement ballooned.

A cock pressed between my butt-cheeks. It was covered in something slippery. lube. Out of the recession of my eye, I could see Mark Anthony. I shuddered as the lightlessness guy brought his rooster to my asshole. My nineteen-year-old body quivered. I was about to be sodomized. To be double-penetrated.

I would have gumshoe in all of my holes. I would breastfeed and entertain at all three of the boys'cocks. I would enjoy them.

I sucked so hard on Will 's dick as Anthony 's blockheaded rooster pressed against my virgin arsehole. My sphincter muscle stretched and stretched and stretched. I shuddered, squirming on Tim 's lance as that pitch blackness cock popped into my asshole. I groaned throaty pleasure, moaning around will 's prick.

I shuddered, Susan Anthony 's thick dick plunging profoundly and rich into my bowels. This rattling passion met the silky delight in my pussy. The two different frictions merged and melted together, driving me towards another perplex orgasm. My nipples burst with galvanising delight, my milk squirting into Tim 's and Ken 's hungry mouths.

"Will and I will deluge you with cum, HuCow slut,"growled Susan B. Anthony as he bottoms out in my bowel."Goddamn, you 're fucking tight. You 're just a little dairy slut, are n't you ?"

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

Anthony chuckled as he drew back his dick. My gut clenched around his girth, the friction intense."That 's what I thought. You cum so hard. I 'm going to fill your asshole with my ointment and then suckle all that sugariness, sweet Milk River out of your tits."

"Yes,"volition groaned, his cock plunging concentrated and fast in and out of my mouthpiece."That sounds hot ! Do that to her !"

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

My hips danced, stirring my snatch and cocksucker around Tim and Marcus Antonius 's big dick. They worked in and out of my holes. Two different, amazing frictions. The silky friction in my pussy and the velvety delight from my bunghole. They swelled inside of me, forming a fantastic storm fed by the electricity shooting from my nipples.

more and more drool ran down my chin. I squeezed my oculus shut, construction and edifice towards that climax. I was so close. Anthony fucked me operose, driving his dick trench into my asshole. His crotch smacked into me. His musket ball thudded into my flesh over and over. I shuddered, my eyes fluttering as this amazing bliss built inside of me. The violent storm grew.

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

My climax exploded through me.

The storm swept through my body. My prick and pussy writhed about the two gumshoe. Howling confidential information of raptus swept through me. Zapping bolts of lightning electrified my mind. My nipple squirted even more milk into Tim 's and Ken 's hungry mouth. I gulped down my treat as I squealed around Will 's dick.

"screw, yes !"the nerd groaned. Then his salty pick flooded my mouth.

I groaned as the jizz spilled through my rima oris, swirling around my teeth. I gulped it down, my tongue massaging the bottom of his putz. to a greater extent and more than of his boy-cream flooded my mouthpiece. I savored every drop. I reveled in this grand moment. It was incredible. Amazing. I never wanted to discontinue. I felt so light-headed as this delicious pleasure rippled through my body.

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

The disgraceful guy fired his jizz into my asshole. Spurt after wonderful spurt of his cum flooded me. son cheered around me, all aegir to taste my Milk. To have sex their cocks in and out of my sass and pussy and asshole. To give me their salty cum. I wanted it all.

I gulped down every cliff of will 's jizz while my asshole and pussy milked Tim and Anthony dry.

Anthony ripped his dick out of my arse. He seized me under my armpits and hauled me off Tim 's shaft. He pulled my huge udders away from the two boys'thirsty mouths. I gasped, suddenly pressed onto a desktop.

Cum ran out of my puss and prick as Anthony leaned over and latched onto my nipple topping my J-cup tit. Will took the other one, suckling hard as the succeeding boy stepped up to love my pussy.

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

I was their dairy homo cow. My bag were complimentary for any boy or man to use. All they had to do was give me their jizz and draw me cum.

It worked out best for all of us.

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The human body chortled in pleasure at the results of its newest pair of scanty. It had turned that flat-chested girl into a lactating slut.

It had a different idea for its future pair. Not something so radical. Something fun. Something that would be sheer. To drop it off would be a endangerment in of itself. It would have to venture into a new locating. It would demand all of its conjuration to keep back from being discovered. It would be a stranger.

Trespassing. That was grievous for its variety. If it were caught ...

But it would be worth it.

It stroked the couplet of panties, loving the invention. They were all total darkness, cut narrow in the front and tail, the waistband only strings. It had some dainty lace decorating the front. Two lyric were printed in bright, gold letters on the back. Daring letters.

TOP BITCH.

The human body smiled as it picked up the panties and marched to the mist.

To be continued in the next story of Mind-Controlling panty ...