Mind-Control pantie

news report Thirteen HuCow 's Delicious Milk

By mypenname3000

right of first publication 2019

Note : Thanks to Alex for genus Beta reading this !

The figure moved with rest through the section store. It was excited to leave its current pair of pantie behind in this location. After the finish one, Cherry Tart, had made Delilah Patrick Victor Martindale White into a perpetual virgin, the figure wanted to try another form of consistency modification. It had an thought for a scrumptious one. It was why the current pair of step-in looks so a lot like the white and fateful convention of a dairy farm cow. There was a wide-eyed motion written on the rear.

Got Milk ?

The figure was eager for this new fun. Mind-controlling girls gave it such a charge, but transforming them was just as much fun. There were so many wicked things it could do with this magic. This game was exciting. It could n't hold off for that wonderful rush that imposing its will on its objective would bring.

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

The shoppers in the Brobdingnagian box memory paid no regard to the figure. It slipped between them, almost flowing like phantom. Nonde*********** and routine phantasma. Its dead on target contour was utterly alien, but they did n't see it as anything Sir Thomas More than the scope. Their eyes slid across the frame to gaze at what they really were here for.

All the textile goods spread out before them. The wealth of nations brought to their fingertips.

They had no estimation how golden they were. They took it all for granted.

Not that the trope cared. It just wanted to overeat its own lustfulness for mischief.

The figure reached its name and address : the Junior Miss incision. It was for girls who were ten to thirteen to rat at. Of class, its aim was older than that. Not that she looked it. That 's what made her perfect tense. On a rack holding bras that were little more than trainers, it draped the panties.

The bod shuddered, aegir for the fun to set about. Then it flitted away. It moved through the shopping crowd, heading back towards the memory 's reflexive doors. The mist awaited. vertebral column to its lair to find out the fun.

It trembled in expectation. It could feel its fair game coming closer and closer to the section.

Abigail Hart hated having to go to the Junior Miss section shop for her wearing apparel. She was 19. Nineteen and four foot eleven ! She looked like a twelve-year-old girl and had the dresser to match. She barely qualified as an A-cup. She kept hoping and hoping her breasts would acquire, but zilch seemed to function. Not any of the apocryphal mind she 'd fix off the Internet— she 'd toast whole milk every day for a twelvemonth and had nil to show for it—nor did the hypnotism from her champion.

She played with her mammilla when she masturbated.

She secretly bought a breast ticker and placed it over her little buds, hoping the suction would acquire them.

She wanted them to be bigger. She 'd settle for a B-cup. Something more than the petty mosquito bites she currently had. Something that would make her flavor 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 tit. vast snoot. The type of lush sweaters pillows they could nestle up to.

It was n't honest. Her mother was n't flat-chested. Her mother had tits. 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 hard to keep believing that.

She sighed when she reached the bra section. She hated having to pasture here. She could n't get anything sexy. She was n't even sure why she bothered. Like I need any backup, she thought. The only when 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 cover them.

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

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

She grabbed them, studying at the dairy farm cow normal on them. She frowned, her finger's breadth sliding over the varsity letter. A tingle rippled through her. idea 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 cashier. The chill coursed through her dead body the integral time. The cashier felt it, too. They went through the apparent motion of her paying, but at no point had any barcode been scanned nor had any money been exchanged. After all, the pantie were n't the entrepot 's. They were Abigail 's. They were made for her. If anyone else took them, the results could be unpredictable.

A gymnastic exercise double-decker had learned that.

Then Abigail was out the door and heading domicile with strange ideas of large mammaries, heavy udder, filling her Brigham Young mind.

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Abigail Hart




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

That there would be some total of growing that would 've happened overnight. They were barely more than bumps. My nipples had developed nicely, my areolas astray, my essence thick. When erect, they thrust out fairly far. There were young woman my age, like Courtney, with titmouse much bigger who did n't get nipples half my size. It was so unjust.

I 'd rather take pocket-size tit and huge teat 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 foot tall. At nineteen, I 'd given up Hope of gaining any Thomas More tallness. I would forever be short. My mother had 3 in on me and D loving cup to boot. Why had genetics abandoned me ?

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

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

God, she must be as tall as me, and she had massive titmouse. I could be like her. In my pipe dream, I was.

I stepped into the panty and groaned as that tingle raced up my thighs. I wiggled my coxa, my flesh electrified. So incredible. My teat hardened. The juicy itch formed in my snatch. Huge mammaries danced in my mind. Just the large, softest boobs. It made me desire to masturbate. To get out the white meat pump and finger my snatch while stimulating my nipple.

But I had to get to my college.

I smoothed the black and white pantie over my croupe and then traced the waistband around to the front. They fit perfectly. I kinda liked the smell. Like I was a dairy cow. I could be a human cow with big udders just full phase of the moon of creamy milk.

Milk ?

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

I shook my headspring, putting that hopeless fantasy out of my mind. Even if I got pregnant and had a kid, how big would my bosom even get ? Go up a size ? I might finally be an A-cup in truth. I would never be like that porn mavin with those big, massive J-cups.

I thought her name was Hitomi J-cup.

Gosh, she was so prosperous.

I sighed, my fingerbreadth smoothing down the front man of the step-in. My nipples continued to tingle. I glanced down at them, fat and long, the pure size nubs for cleaning woman with big boob. It was like they were taunting me. I hissed in foiling and grabbed my training bra. I lifted it up and an infuriated fire burned in my belly. It was something for a little female child to fall apart.

Blood boiling, I threw it down in snarling frustration and grabbed the shirt I was going to wear upon. It was a purple sister doll t-shirt with a V-neckline. I pulled it over my headland and wiggled it around my slender torso. Another thing a twelve-year-old would bust, but it fit me. My mammilla poked at the front line, and I did n't like for once.

At to the lowest degree my teat were developed.

I shoved my leg violently into my jeans. I was just so fed up with that all. nineteen ! 19 and with the diminished tits ever. I worked my pants up my thighs while shaking my head. All my friends had developed. I had to follow Jennifer and Courtney and Melissa and Beverly and Janiqua all grow titmouse. 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 male child loved her.

I buttoned up my denim and zipped up my fly. I slipped on my ankle joint sock and popped my feet into my tennis place. I snagged my bookbag and pocketbook, made indisputable I had my electric cell 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 doorway. 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 material of my shirt rubbing against my gist. It was making me wind up. I was getting wet.

Gosh, that was embarrassing.

I finished off my pop cyprian before I was halfway to my schoolhouse. I sucked a few stinker off my finger's breadth, walking past adult who looked down at me. A lot of them were noticing me and shaking their heads. wrath burned through me.

What ? Had they never seen a short woman ?

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

I reached my college, the urban center buses dropping off some scholar, former college students driving their own cars or walking in like me. A torrent of them was heading towards the front room access. They were all taller than me. It was the risky. Everywhere I went, I was the unretentive individual. 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 sweater puppies 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 hint of the lacing of her bra.

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

"waiting, Abigail,"she called after, I was just so angry. I marched into the master building and ignored her and her big mammaries.

Everyone was looking at me. It made the frisson in my pap worse. I felt so gruelling and throbbing right now. I could just feel the material of my purple t-shirt border to them. Teasing my core. Everyone stared at me. They had to know that I was aroused.

My cheek burned as I stalked through the school.

"Uh, you know your leaking,"said Robert I. He was a magniloquent guy, over six feet, so he loomed over me. He had brown hair and a someone plot of land on his chin. He was on the hoops team, a handsome guy. My heart fluttered a little. He had a great grin and this sort of dashing flavor in his eyes.

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

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

I stared down at my pectus and ...

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

"I have breasts,"I gasped. They were small, little more than budding agglomerate. But they were bighearted 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 idea. I had milk. Breast milk.

Tingles raced out of my panties. My hands grabbed the hem of my shirt and yanked it up my torso. rightfulness there in the hall, not caring that other 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 axillary fossa, exposing my new knocker. I gazed at them in awe. They had a anatomy to them, a buoyant resolution. And there, beading from my nipples, was white milk.

"Saviour, your lactating,"he groaned.

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

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

Other student were watching as the tall Bruce knelt down. Even kneeling he had the tallness to make my breasts. I groaned as his deal gripped my incline. Then his sassing nuzzled into my nipple. I gasped as he latched onto my right nub. He sealed his mouth about my fat mamilla, his backtalk pressing warm against my areola.

He suckled.

Tingles raced through my trunk as I felt the milk squirting out of my pap into his mouth. I groaned, my hands balling tight. It felt so amazing. My nipple felt connected straight to my cunt. My slit clenched as a good deal as my fists, drinking in the exciting sensation of my milk squirting out of my nub.

He suckled again, groaning as he tasted my breasts milk. A wicked tremor ran through me. more than pick beaded on my other nub. I swept up my digit across my mammilla as Bruce nursed. He groaned with hunger as he feasted on my creamy treat. I held up my finger 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 boob milk. It was sweeter than cow 's Milk River. Clean, I popped my fingerbreadth out of my lip. My spit ran over the roof of my mouth as I savored the flavor. It had a melony aftertaste. Something almost like cantaloupe. I groaned, smacking my lips.

Robert I popped his back talk off my pap and groaned,"It 's good, is n't it ?"

I nodded."Oh, delight proceed suckling."

Around us, our fellow classmates were watching. Bruce sucked my left nipple back into his rima oris, latching onto that fat nub. I groaned as he suckled, my Milk River squirting into his mouth. Both his helping hand slid up my consistency to cup my breasts.

He kneaded and massaged my little mounds. I gasped as a watercourse of gabardine guessing from my right pap and soared over his shoulder joint to splash wastefully on the floor. I shuddered, my snatch growing hotter and hotter as he suckled. This felt so amazing.

He squeezed my tits again, the flow squirting harder into his oral fissure while my right mamilla erupted with Thomas More of my Edward Douglas White Jr. cream. This clock time, I cupped my hand before my powerful tit and savored the hot milk splashing against my pelt. I shuddered at the sight of my creamy kickshaw pooling in the palm of my hand. I brought it up to my mouth, tidal bore to try more of it.

I sucked it into my back talk, the tremendous delicacy bursting to life-time across my tasting buds.

So sweet.

I licked at my medallion, loving every trace I could ascertain. My early hand was already covering my nipple, getting drenched as he squeezed again, my tit squirting. pearl of hot Milk River ran across my hand. I quickly brought it up to my mouth, licking and lapping and savoring my creamy dainty. I could n't squander a bingle drop of it.

It was too good.

I trembled, my hip wiggling as he kneaded my boob and nursed from me. My twat was on flack. I kept licking fresh cream off my palm, switching my hands, loving it. I groaned, the thrill racing from my pussy, maybe from my step-in. They surged up and up to my tits to make me into a delicious human cow. I shuddered, my creamy treat flooding Robert the Bruce 's mouth.

"Are her tits getting bigger ?"a female child asked.

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

"hoot,"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 tits and gasped. The commentary around me faded as I stared at my tit. Milk was squirting wastefully from my rectify nipple as I shuddered at the sight of my dumbbell. They were bigger than A-cups now.

They were B-Cups.

They had a roundness to them. A archness they lacked before. I shuddered, my pussycat on ardor. I was in the middle of the hallway with one-half of my college staring at me, otherwise, I 'd do something about my horny itchiness. I would masturbate.

Bruce suckled and then groaned. For once, I did n't feel that racy tingle caused by the milk squirting out of my nipple. He popped his back talk off, shaking his head. Then he darted over to my right pap. He latched on and suckled hard. I gasped as a hot pip-squeak of Milk River flooded his mouth. But when he nursed a arcsecond metre, nothing.

"You drained me,"I moaned, staring at my unit of ammunition, perky mamilla. They were incredible and now had volume. A wonderful shape. As Bruce popped his brim off my nipple and released my tits, I shuddered. I cupped them for a moment, kneading them.

"Those are a nice distich of bosom,"said Antonius, a tall, Black guy with a plane headland."Damn ok tits. I never noticed you have those before, Abigail."

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

I shook my head, pulling down my shirt. I had dead no idea how this had happened. Could it be because of the panties ? Just because I said that marvelous question printed on the back, Got Milk River ? It was so dopy. Neither panties nor saying a idiomatic expression could have turned me into a human dairy cow. They would n't cause my tits to tumesce and give me creamy Milk for all the male child to enjoy.

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

I felt amazing as I strolled forward. My pussy was juicy. If I did n't have a family to get to, I would do something about it. My bosom had a wonderful bounce to them as I moved through the halls. My classmate were staring at me.

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

I was a woman. I was 19 and finally had tits. Nice, round B-cups. I felt them bouncing and jiggling with my every step, moving with this perky firmness. My tit 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 titty with hunger. I could see it in their eyes. Nate with his ear expanders and his man bun, Ken with his goatee of blonde whisker, and volition while pushing up his meth. They all stared at me. They all enjoyed the incline of my tits.

I finally had melon. Hooters. Delicious sweater puppies. Sure, they were n't the biggest, but they were such an improvement. I felt like a million bucks as I headed into my first course. My professor, Mr. Abernathy, blinked at the great deal of my tits. He had this hungry look in his eyes as I sat down in the front end row. I grinned at him, arching my back to thrust out my new white meat at him.

I could severalise he loved my babies.

It was so hard not to act as with my nipples during course. I just wanted to tweak them. To pertain them. They kept tingling as the textile of my tee shirt caressed them. I loved how my tits moved. My pussy was hot, making me wriggle which made my bosom jiggle all the time. poor Mr. Abernathy kept stumbling through his talk. He was paying Thomas 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 family, a radical of guy hovering around me. They were so cute. They were all staring at me, talking and elbowing each other, muttering about how I 'd nursed Bruce. They were all so amazing. I loved it. I had this wonderful saltation to my footprint, making my boobies bounciness for all the joy of the boy. I had never felt better about myself in my life.

I was a human cow and loved it.

I entered my next class and there was Antonius. He was sitting in the rear, his headway turning over to expect at me. His eye flicked up and down my figure. The Black guy rubbed his paw across the shaved headland."Are you 're tits a footling bigger than they were ?"

I glanced down and groaned in delight. They did seem vainglorious. They looked like they were C-cups now. A little fuller, little rounder. I could tell by the little airstrip of tegument between the buttocks of my t-shirt and the waistband of my jeans, proving that I 'd grown in volume.

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

I grinned, seeing the little albumen pip growing where my grueling essence pressed into the jersey 's material."Guess so."

"So, you got any Milk River for me."

Got ... milk ...

I ripped up my shirt right there before his desk. My C-cup boob bounced out with this wonderful rock to them. Milky White person beaded on both pink pith."Of course I do."I flicked my eye up and down his strapping physique."You got anything for me ?"

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

"Well, it has its payoff,"I said, cupping my luxuriant C-cup bosom. I shook them at him, a terrible grin on my lips. My pussy clenched, my succus soaking the dairy-cow-pattern panties.

His iniquity bridge player took my own hand 's plaza. He squeezed my tits. I shuddered, loving the way his dark fingerbreadth massaged my pinhead. He gave them both a in force squeeze, causing my milk to squeeze out out and slush his chest. The little droplets soaked into his dark-green t-shirt, a bit of cream beadwork on the printed logo.

"tinker's dam, you 're just a squirter."

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

His center flicked down to my private parts."Abigail, I bet you are."

Mark Antony leaned down and he sucked on my left nipple. I groaned as his dark lips sealed about my fat, pink nub. He suckled and my howling Milk flowed into his mouth. I groaned as his work force slid down my breadbasket. His fingers stroked downcast and low, teasing me.

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

cinch !

I groaned as he shoved his paw into my pants. My fly rasped opened, the zipper moving downward. I shuddered, his boldness hollowing as he suckled hard. My milk squirted into his hungry mouthpiece, sending shake shooting down to my cunt. His fingerbreadth dipped into the waistband of those naughty panties. He slid through my bush.

Went lower.

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

My subdivision went around his head, cradling the aphrodisiacal Negro guy to my round breasts. I closed my heart, loving him nursing at my pap. He stroked me. His finger's breadth moved up and down, teasing my labia. His tint coaxed out my slight clit from its toughie. I gasped as it burst with electric arc from the first time he touched me.

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

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

He sucked with military force. His rim engulfed more and more of my ring of color. My Milk fired into his mouth. Every fourth dimension he nursed, delight jolted down to my snatch. My bitch clenched, drinking in the lightning while light flared from my clit. The two different sensations mixed and swirled interior of my cunt.

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

"Yeah,"volition croaked.

"Wow, Abigail 's knocker are bigger than mine,"whimpered Courtney.

"Tell me about it,"said Janiqua, my blackness booster."And are they getting bounteous ? I think they 're becoming D-cups."

I shuddered and opened my eyes. I groaned in delight as I stared down. My tits were growing fuller. They were expanding as he nursed. It was a subtle alteration, but I could just see their enhance growth. They were stave and to the full, heavy. I could feel the shifting in my 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 dairy cow !"

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

"She 's got some alcoholic tatas,"another guy groaned."darn, Anthony, you 're lucky."

I whimpered, my tit throbbing. Susan B. Anthony 's digit slid up and down my snatch. I felt my orgasm building and edifice. 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.

Anthony popped his mouth off my impart nipple and darted over to the right. He rubbed at my button, sparks bursting through me. I whimpered, my the right way mamilla redundant sensitive from waiting to be drained. It burst with pleasure as my milk squirted into his mouth. Anthony groaned as he swallowed that wonderful treat.

I stroked his bald-shaved pass. I caressed him, loving the feel of his duncical lips wrapped around my nipple. The measure of suck he created was incredible. My juices 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 cunt, teasing me. It was incredible. So intense. I just knew I was going to explode. I was going to stimulate such an awing orgasm.

I loved being a human dairy cow. I loved nursing sexy guy cable. Susan Brownell Anthony suckled with such hunger. His left mitt grabbed my proper tit, squeezing. I felt my milk squirting out of my nipple and into his sassing with such force.

I gasped, the pleasure swelling inside of me. I could n't take much to a greater extent of this. His thumb rubbed my clit. His mouth nursed at my nipple. His fingerbreadth caressed my labia. They danced up and down my slit, brushing my Hymen. He stroked all my spicy bits.

"Anthony !"I howled.

"Oh, yes, that 's incredible !"

I came.

My juices gushed out, bathing his mitt. Ripples of pleasure flowed through my body. He kept sucking. nursing. My teat throbbed and ached, sending more waves of raptus flooding through my body. The bliss poured over my mind, drowning my thoughts.

It was incredible. Stars burst before my eyes. My forefront tossed from side to face, my black hairsbreadth dancing about my shoulders. My leftfield breast swayed, moving with a great weightiness. I gasped, Antony 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 tits were even bighearted now. I had to have look-alike D 's now. I now had bosom as big as my mother. I groaned and gasped, the pleasure reaching that tremendous pinnacle of go. I hit it as he suckled out the hold up of my breast milk. I groaned, a net shudder racing through me. Then I was panting. Gasping. I shook my forefront, dizzy from the pleasure.

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

He held up his fingerbreadth, soaked in my succus. I smelled a sweet scent ; my own foreplay. I shuddered as he popped his finger's breadth into his mouth, sucking up my former cream.

My naughty cream.

I trembled as I shoved down my shirt over my tumid sweater puppy. My t-shirt was so fuddled. It rode up, showing off my omphalus now. I groaned, my titty constrained, the textile stretched over them. It was gross. I loved it. I hoped they would get bigger.

J-cups, here I come !

Panting, I thrust up my jeans. I headed to my prat, my large boob 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 focus on the lesson, to originate my education, but all I could think about was milk.

Creamy, white, sweet white meat milk. I could experience the delight slowly filling my nipple. I was generating more and more. My massive bag were getting prepare to harbour more boys. They needed it. They had to drink my terrific delight. So unbelievable. I would give them all my creamy treats.

I could n't wait.

I kept my bridge player clasped tight together throughout the example. It was hard not to wiggle. I was getting hot and arouse again, too. Getting fingered while nursing Mark Antony was amazing. I would take in to insist that all the son do affair to please me to get my Milk River.

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

Lactophiles would adore me.

I bit my lower lip in anticipation.

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

Would I even need a shirt ?

I sauntered through the halls, my hips swaying. My waist was a little curvier, too. Little more than womanly. I might be short, but no girl in my college had tits bigger than me now. The male child swarmed around me. They were staring at my tits, looking for that showtime sign of wetness. They were eager for my milk to fully number back in. They wanted to nurse from me.

It was so unbelievable. I had such a vast smiling on my look as I entered my future course. My pap bounced and jiggled, my mamilla aching. Throbbing. They were filling up with all that yummy milk. All the joy for the male child to enjoy. Nursing them all would be incredible.

Nate glanced at me. He had these thick air expanders in his lips, stretching out his lobes. His long tomentum 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 bosom. He licked his lips."Got milk for me ?"

"You just said the magic 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 right hand for them. Nate stared at my big tatas with hunger as I threw my jersey to the floor.

It was just in the way. v

I sauntered up to him, my boob jiggling. He turned in his posterior, hungry. I gasped as he seized my rightfulness breast and swallowed my nipple. His whiskers rubbed against my silken flesh in my sensitive areola. I whimpered at the rasping mavin.

I shivered as he suckled.

My tit milk fired into his rima oris. It splashed as he suckled and nursed with force. My toes curled. My pussy clenched. Such a yucky and wanton wave of pleasure shot through me. It was unbelievable. Just what I craved. What I needed. I groaned, biting my humble 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 other breast, leaning over to suckle with Nate. I groaned, holding both their point to my mammilla.

They were both so hungry. They both suckled with such enthusiasm. I whimpered, my toes curling as both my tit throbbed. My milk squirted into their hungry mouths. 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 breasts were intemperate now. They were to the full of so much milk. The two boy were so hungry, suckling on me. I shuddered, wiggling my rose hip. My twat 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 grin on his lips."Why are you shaking that ass ?"

I nodded my head, whimpering."Being a human dairy cow is so hot. shuffling my pussy 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 think I was saying those give-and-take, but my panties tingled around me. I needed to be devoured. My virgin pussy needed more than just fingerbreadth. Ken groaned, licking his lips and brushing those golden Robert Floyd Curl Jr. surrounding his sass.

Then he fell to his human knee 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 dungaree. He ripped them off my rump and down my second joint. They bunched around my ankle joint, my pussy clenching in anticipation. Every suckle from the two lump nursing on me sent pleasure shooting down to my pussy.

"Damn, you 're wearing the right field sort of pantie, are n't you ?"said Ken."I ca n't waitress to try your milk."

"I 'll throw enough for everyone,"I moaned, knowing it to be true. I could sense it filling my tits faster than the two son could suckle it out. My human udders would just have got enough creamy treats for all the male child. I quivered, trembling as Ken dragged down my panties, exposing my ass and puss to everyone.

"damn, she might have the height of a piddling fille, but that butt is fledged,"groaned Ken.

I whimpered as he kissed my rump, his rasping whiskers feeling as courteous as Nate 's goatee did on my ring of color and tit.

I shuddered as Ken kissed down the curve of my rump and dipped between my thighs. He nuzzled into my pussy. I gasped, his tongue flicking across my Virgo slit. He brushed my folds and caressed my hymen. I quivered, my nipples throbbing and aching. milk squirted from them as the two male child gulped it down with such thirst.

I trembled, my orgasm building and building.

Ken squeezed my seat as he fluttered his tongue up and down my slit. Ken licked up my juice. I could feel them dripping out of me, another Sweet and creamy delicacy for the boys to enjoy. He brushed my clit, sparks bursting from it just like seventh heaven zapped from my nipples. I groaned, loving every bit of this. My toes curled in my shoes, 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 naked shoulders."Oh, Ken, you 're going to get so often milk. Just throw me cum. Lick my pussy and realise me explode."

"You 're going to submerge me in your pussy ointment, and then I 'm going to nurse all the milk out of your pap,"he growled.

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

I had three boys suckling on me. Both my nipples and my button throbbed and ached. They all sent such wondrous sparks of pleasance shooting through me. My nipples spurted their Milk into the two boys'thirsty oral cavity. They gulped it down, their strong paw kneading my growing tits.

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

I was coming closer and closer to my orgasm. Ken 's goatee rasped against my puss lips through my bush. His tongue fluttered against my Virgo the Virgin sheepfold, pressing on my hymen. He lapped up my sweet cream while the two former boys nursed on my sweet milk. They gulped it down with such hunger. They were swelling my breast larger and magnanimous.

I just knew I would gain J-cups.

I would consume those big booby just like I wanted. Delicious udders. They would be unadulterated. Just amazing. I whimpered, trembling as I hurtled towards that wonderful moment.

'' Oh, yes, yes !"I moaned, my slit so hot. So wet."Ken ! Make me cum and then you get to take Nate 's post. Just keep licking me. I need an orgasm. It 's so hot nursing you sexy boys."

"I ca n't wait to make you cum,"groaned Antonius. The tall, blackamoor guy was grinning at me. I did n't know when he had arrived, but he stared at me with such thirst.

"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 twat brim. I shuddered, trembling. Both my pap throbbed while Tim sucked at the same metre. My milk squirted into their back talk, sending three-fold jolts of lightning zapping down to my slit. My Virgo twat became electrified. I gasped, the stream of bliss 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 mouth. He licked and lapped up my angelic cream while my breast milk continued to flux into Nate 's and Tim 's athirst maws. I shuddered, the electric discharge zapping through my mind.

star danced before my eyes.

I shuddered, my entire body convulsing. My men grabbed my grueling breasts, squeezing out my Milk into Nate 's and Tim 's suckling mouths. I whimpered, my head word shaking. It was so honest. So wonderful.

"Make that HuCow slut cum !"Anthony shouted.

"Goddamn, I ca n't expect to make our human being dairy cow explode !"the nerdy testament groaned.

"Yeah, make her cum, then you can drink her Delicious, creamy Milk River. I ca n't hold back to milk her udder !"

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

Nate ripped his backtalk off my mammilla. Some of my creamy milk had spilled down into his black goatee. He grinned at me, nodding."I 'll switch, Ken."

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

I shuddered, Tim still suckling with such thirst on my early nipple. 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 smell it, a unfermented fragrance, but dissimilar from the delectable cream that squirted from my mammilla. I groaned as he darted in and kissed me. I shuddered, tasting my cunt.

A zip rasped behind me.

"Oh, Nate is going for that cunt,"Anthony cheered."Go for it, gallant. damn !"

"Booyah !"Nate shouted.

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

fruition 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. I shuddered, my body on fire.

"Yes, male child have to have it off me to drink my breast milk !"I moaned.

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

Ken latched onto my nipple, suckling hard. His rough in goatee rasped against my ring of color and piano tit. I shuddered, wiggling my rosehip and rubbing my hot pussy into the stopcock 's tip nudging me. I was so eagre to drop off my virginity. I hugged both Ken and Tim to my tits, loving as they suckled on my udders.

Nate thrust.

I groaned, my nipples both bursting with sparks of pleasure as my hymen stretched and stretched. painful sensation flared, meeting the electrifying cloud nine flowing from my nipples. I trembled. Then my cherry tree popped. His cock slammed to the hilt in me. My eyes widened I was suddenly filled with a huge dick.

My commencement peter ever.

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

Nate drew back his hip and then plunged into me again. He slammed his cock hard into my kitty-cat. I gasped at the power of his dick burying to the hilt in me. His crotch smacked into my rump, 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 love me. Oh, yes, drink my milk by fucking me hard. attain me explode !"

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

"You have to hump a HuCow hard !"growled Anthony."You just Ezra Pound her twat. And other places."

I shuddered, wanting to find oneself those former places.

My nipples throbbed and ached with more intensiveness. Being filled with Nate 's peter made nursing my two boy even better. I hugged them to my big tits, loving as they swelled them towards being massive J-cups. I trembled, whimpering. Every drive of Nate 's pecker and suckle of those hungry mouths brought me nigher and closer to that wonderful orgasm.

My deflowered cunt clenched down hard on the big dick thrusting into me. It slammed into my depths, heavy balls smacking into my clit. Sparks of pleasure joined the electrifying jolts zapping from my pap. Milk squirted again and again into those hungry male child'mouth. I groaned, swaying. I was getting closer and closer to exploding.

It was so vivid to be fucked. Nate 's tool reached so inscrutable in me. He plundered my cunt. He grunted and groaned, his hand squeezing my hips. I undulated them, stirring my juicy goofball around his big dick. The harder he thrust into my puss, the to a greater extent of my Milk seemed to squirt out of my nipples.

The more creamy treat I delivered to my hungry boys.

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

He suddenly seized my black tomentum and yanked my head back. I gasped, loving his authorisation. He fucked me laborious. His powerful cerebrovascular accident rammed to the hilt in my cunt. I trembled, my twat clenching down on him. Stars fit before my middle. It was so intense. Just amazing. I whimpered, squeezing down hard on his dick. This wonderful pleasure built and built and built inside of me.

Both boys suckled at the Saami sentence just as Nate slammed into me.

It was what I needed. I exploded.

My puss convulsed and writhed about Nate 's cock. He grunted, fucking into my spasming deepness. waving of hot passion flooded through my torso. The Rush of pleasure was electrified by the zapping delight shooting from my nipples. Both son suckled as my orgasmic bliss swept through my mind. I screamed out in rapture, buckling hard.

"Fuck !"Nate grunted.

"Cum in me !"I howled."flood lamp me with all that seed. Yes ! I 'm a man dairy cow ! I need your cum flooding my slit !"

Nate slammed into me and erupted. His hot jizz flooded into my deflowered cunt. I groaned as he pumped that marvellous cream into me. I shuddered, the milk squirting from my nipples into Ken 's and Tim 's hungry mouths. I whimpered, a wave of pleasance sweeping through my body as my puss milked Nate 's erupting dick.

He groaned, squeezing my hip as he pumped to a greater extent and Sir Thomas More of his hot spunk into me. I loved it. I was a naughty, man dairy cow who needed all the fantastic pick to deluge my body I could care. I whimpered, the pleasure melting my intellect.

It was incredible.

"nookie,"groaned Nate."You 're up, Tim. You got to make her cum to pay for that sweetness milk you 've been drinking.

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

Tim popped his mouth off my tit and groaned,"I want you to sit on my dick."He licked his sass, milk staining them."Sit on my dick and hinge on 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 squeeze them down, lifting his rump up from the seat. His cock stretched out his tight honkey underwear. The yield of the Loom came off next. There he was, his big prick unveiled. My cum-filled kitty 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 snatch down to his dick. His brim engulfed my nipple before I sank down on him. Once again, I would apply two boys the creamy treat they loved. I shuddered, my pussy brushing his hawkshaw '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 peter. I gasped, my cunt clenching down on him. My cunt was almost sucking on his tool as he nursed at my tit. It was incredible. I leaned back, my mouth opening wide of the mark.

I let out a wanton moan.

Hands seized my fountainhead, turning me. I gasped to see the nerdy Will thrusting his prick at my mouth. Before I knew it, I was suckling on his cock. I nursed on him like the two son nursed on my heavy pap. My pussy squeezed around Tim 's thick shaft. I groaned, reveling in the feel of his shaft. I slid up and down him, my twat clinging to him, the clash incredible.

I moaned around that dick in my mouth.

Will groaned, his hands gripping my head as he fucked his dick in and out of my mouth. He had this wild spirit behind his glasses. He grunted and panted, eagre to earn the right to suckle from my udder. I cupped his balls, massaging them as he plunged his cock over and over into my mouth. Drool ran down my chin as I suckled.

The sounds of nursing echoed around me. Ken, Tim, and I were all making those racy sounds. Both my teat throbbed and ached in the boy'sassing, Ken 's goatee rasp against my areola. I shuddered, my pussy clenching down around Tim 's pecker.

My bit gripped him. I held his wonderful cock as I worked up and down his irradiation. The feel of him in me drove me to just depend upon him. To just savour every inch of his pecker in me. I would cum on his dick. I would explode on that thick hammer. I groaned, wiggling my hips.

Behind me, I heard mortal gasp in surprised delight. It was Courtney, moaning,"Oh, you 're so lucky, Abigail."

I did n't bang why I was lucky. Did she mean because I had my big, backbreaking mamilla ? I could just differentiate they were J-cups now. After Nate had cum in me, after the boys at suckled my titty, they had swelled into such a wonderful, massive size.

I worked my cunt up and down Tim 's putz faster and faster as my upheaval ballooned.

A cock pressed between my butt-cheeks. It was covered in something slippery. lube. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Anthony. I shuddered as the Shirley Temple Black guy brought his turncock to my asshole. My nineteen-year-old consistence quivered. I was about to be sodomized. To be double-penetrated.

I would make tool in all of my fix. I would nurse and lactate at all three of the boy'cocks. I would enjoy them.

I sucked so toilsome on Will 's hawkshaw as Susan Brownell Anthony 's thick pecker pressed against my virgin mother fucker. My anatomical sphincter stretched and stretched and stretched. I shuddered, squirming on Tim 's shaft as that Black cock popped into my bastard. I groaned throaty pleasure, moaning around volition 's son of a bitch.

I shuddered, Anthony 's thick dick plunging deeper and deeper into my bowels. This wonderful oestrus met the silky pleasure in my cunt. The two unlike detrition merged and melted together, driving me towards another astonishing coming. My mamilla burst with electric automobile delight, my milk squirting into Tim 's and Ken 's hungry mouths.

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

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

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

"Yes,"testament groaned, his cock plunging knockout and fast in and out of my mouth."That sounds hot ! Do that to her !"

It was incredible. I was pleasing all the male child I could.

My pelvis danced, stirring my twat and asshole around Tim and Anthony 's big dicks. They worked in and out of my muddle. Two different, pose frictions. The silky rubbing in my snatch and the velvety delight from my asshole. They swelled inside of me, forming a fantastic storm fed by the electricity shooting from my nipples.

More and more drool ran down my Kuki-Chin. I squeezed my middle shut, building and building towards that climax. I was so close. Anthony fucked me hard, driving his hawkshaw deep into my asshole. His crotch smacked into me. His balls thudded into my anatomy over and over. I shuddered, my middle fluttering as this vex bliss built inside of me. The storm grew.

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

My climax exploded through me.

The storm swept through my body. My asshole and pussy writhed about the two dicks. Howling winds of ecstasy swept through me. Zapping bolt of lightning of lightning electrified my mind. My nipple squirted even more milk into Tim 's and Ken 's athirst mouthpiece. I gulped down my treat as I squealed around Will 's dick.

"Fuck, yes !"the nerd groaned. Then his salty emollient flooded my mouth.

I groaned as the jizz spilled through my mouth, swirling around my tooth. I gulped it down, my tongue massaging the freighter of his tool. Sir Thomas More and more of his boy-cream flooded my back talk. I savored every driblet. I reveled in this wonderful import. It was unbelievable. Amazing. I never wanted to stop. I felt so dizzy as this pleasant-tasting pleasance rippled through my body.

Anthony drove his hawkshaw deep into my asshole."God fucking shit, HuCow slattern are amazing !"

The nigrify guy fired his jizz into my dickhead. Spurt after wonderful spirt of his cum flooded me. Boys cheered around me, all eager to taste my milk. To eff their cock in and out of my mouth and pussy and asshole. To give me their salty cum. I wanted it all.

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

Susan Brownell Anthony ripped his tool out of my bastard. He seized me under my armpits and hauled me off Tim 's prick. He pulled my huge udders away from the two male child'athirst oral cavity. I gasped, suddenly pressed onto a desktop.

Cum ran out of my kitty-cat and shit as Susan B. Anthony leaned over and latched onto my nipple topping my J-cup tit. Will took the other one, suckling hard as the next boy stepped up to love my pussy.

The male child used me. They fucked me over and over and over again. Each one gave me such a marvellous orgasm and spurt after squirt of their hot jizz. Then they got to breastfeed from my tits. They latched onto my J-cup breasts and nursed milk from my udders. It was grand. I groaned, savoring every mo that they were using me. It just felt so right.

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

It worked out best for all of us.

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The figure chortled in pleasure at the results of its New couplet of pantie. It had turned that flat-chested girl into a lactate slut.

It had a different idea for its next twain. Not something so radical. Something fun. Something that would be bold. To strike down it off would be a risk in of itself. It would have to speculation into a new location. It would call for all of its thaumaturgy to keep back from being discovered. It would be a stranger.

Trespassing. That was severe for its sort. If it were caught ...

But it would be worth it.

It stroked the pair of scanty, loving the design. They were all black, cut narrow in the front and butt, the sash only strings. It had some dainty lace decorating the front. Two Good Book were printed in bright, atomic number 79 letters on the spinal column. hardiness letters.

TOP BITCH.

The figure smiled as it picked up the pantie and marched to the mist.

To be continued in the next taradiddle of Mind-Controlling step-in ...