Mind-Control Panties

Story Thirteen HuCow 's Delicious Milk

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note : Thanks to Alex for genus Beta reading this !

The bod moved with relief through the section shop. It was excited to impart its flow pair of panties behind in this location. After the last one, cherry cyprian, had made Delilah White person into a perpetual Virgin, the figure wanted to try another word form of body limiting. It had an thought for a delicious one. It was why the electric current yoke of panty looks so a good deal like the White River and pitch-black rule of a dairy cow. There was a simple doubt written on the rear.

Got Milk ?

The design was eager for this new fun. Mind-controlling young woman gave it such a rush, but transforming them was just as practically fun. There were so many wicked things it could do with this magic. This game was exciting. It could n't wait for that fantastic rush that imposing its will on its target area would bring.

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

The shoppers in the immense box store paid no regard to the figure. It slipped between them, almost flowing like shadows. Nonde*********** and unremarkable fantasm. Its true form was dead outlander, but they did n't see it as anything to a greater extent than the background. Their eye slid across the figure to stare at what they really were here for.

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

They had no idea how fortunate they were. They took it all for granted.

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

The material body reached its finish : the Jr Miss section. It was for daughter who were ten to thirteen to shop at. Of course, its target was older than that. Not that she looked it. That 's what made her perfect. On a rack holding bra that were little to a greater extent than trainer, it draped the panties.

The form shuddered, tidal bore for the fun to commence. Then it flitted away. It moved through the shopping crowd, heading back towards the storehouse 's automatic doorway. The mist awaited. Back to its lair to observe the fun.

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

Abigail Hart hated having to go to the Junior young woman section store for her apparel. She was nineteen. nineteen and four foot eleven ! She looked like a twelve-year-old girl and had the bureau to correspond. She barely qualified as an A-cup. She kept hoping and hoping her breasts would grow, but zippo seemed to work. Not any of the apocryphal estimation she 'd take off the Internet— she 'd drunk totally milk every day for a twelvemonth and had nil to show for it—nor did the proposition from her friends.

She played with her nipples when she masturbated.

She secretly bought a tit heart and placed it over her little buds, hoping the suck would acquire 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 flavor anything close to her age.

Because of her childish build, she was suspect of any guy who wanted to date her. They were always such pervs. The residuum of the boys wanted girl with big bosom. Huge schnozzle. The eccentric of lush jumper pillows they could snuggle up to.

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

At nineteen, it was hard to keep believing that.

She sighed when she reached the bra subdivision. She hated having to browse here. She could n't get anything sexy. She was n't even sure why she bothered. Like I need any support, she thought. The only 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 ?"she read, staring at the panties.

She grabbed them, studying at the dairy farm cow pattern on them. She frowned, her finger sliding over the letter of the alphabet. A quiver rippled through her. opinion of buying a new bra were abandoned.

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

Panties in hired man, she marched up to the bank clerk. The tingle coursed through her body the stallion time. The cashier felt it, too. They went through the motions of her paying, but at no breaker point had any barcode been scanned nor had any money been exchanged. After all, the scanty were n't the store 's. They were Abigail 's. They were made for her. If anyone else took them, the results could be unpredictable.

A gymnastics passenger vehicle had learned that.

Then Abigail was out the room access and heading home with unknown thought of large mammaries, heavy udders, filling her young mind.

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Abigail Lorenz Hart




I stared down at my matted thorax and stir my head. Every morning, I hoped that something would happen.

That there would be some amount of growing that would 've happened overnight. They were barely more than gibbosity. My nipple had developed nicely, my ring of color encompassing, my nubs thick. When erect, they thrust out fairly far. There were girls my age, like Courtney, with mamilla much bigger who did n't have mammilla half my sizing. It was so unfair.

I 'd rather receive small pap and huge tits then the reverse.

"I 'm never going to get a boyfriend,"I muttered. I stared at myself in the mirror. I had no hip. I was n't even five human foot tall. At nineteen, I 'd given up hope of gaining any more height. I would forever be unretentive. My mother had 3 inch on me and D cups to thrill. Why had genetics abandoned me ?

I threw on my new pair of panties I 'd bought yesterday. The dairy cow approach pattern on them was ... exciting. They made me tingle when I touched them. It ran all the way up to my breast. My nipples. I could almost fantasise that if I put on these panties, I would grow Brobdingnagian tits. Just the largest udder. Bigger than double D 's. Then F-cups. Then G or maybe even in H-cups.

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

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

I stepped into the panties and groaned as that shudder raced up my thighs. I wiggled my pelvic arch, my flesh electrified. So incredible. My nipple hardened. The naughty itch formed in my kitty-cat. Huge mammaries danced in my brain. Just the biggest, subdued boobs. It made me want to wank. To get out the breast heart and finger my goofball while stimulating my nipple.

But I had to get to my college.

I smoothed the black and Patrick White panties over my rump and then traced the waistband around to the front. They fit perfectly. I kinda liked the look. Like I was a dairy cow. I could be a human cow with big udders just fully of creamy milk.

milk ?

Why did I guess of that ? What was with these step-in ?

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

I thought her figure was Hitomi J-cup.

Gosh, she was so lucky.

I sighed, my fingers smoothing down the front of the panties. My nipples continued to prickle. I glanced down at them, fat and long, the perfect sizing nubs for woman with big titty. It was like they were taunting me. I hissed in frustration and grabbed my preparation bra. I lifted it up and an incense fire burned in my belly. It was something for a little girl to wear.

lineage boiling, I threw it down in snarling defeat and grabbed the shirt I was going to wear. It was a majestic sister doll tee shirt with a V-neckline. I pulled it over my nous and wiggled it around my slender torso. Another thing a twelve-year-old would fall apart, but it fit me. My tit poked at the front, and I did n't care for once.

At least my mamilla were developed.

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

All the son loved her.

I buttoned up my jeans and zipped up my fly. I slipped on my ankle socks and popped my metrical foot into my tennis shoes. I snagged my bookbag and bag, made sure I had my cell earpiece, and then I was out of my bedchamber. I grabbed a pop fancy woman from the toaster and nibbled on as I headed out the front door. The sun was bright, shining. I felt it warming my pelt as I headed to the college, this tingling rippled around my pap. I knew I should 've get into a bra. I was feeling the material of my shirt rubbing against my nubs. It was making me turn on. I was getting wet.

Gosh, that was embarrassing.

I finished off my pop tart before I was halfway to my schooltime. I sucked a few so-and-so off my digit, walking past adults who looked down at me. A lot of them were noticing me and shaking their mind. Anger burned through me.

What ? Had they never seen a short-circuit woman ?

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

I reached my college, the city buses dropping off some students, other college students driving their own cars or walking in like me. A flood of them was heading towards the front man threshold. They were all taller than me. It was the worst. Everywhere I went, I was the curt person. My feet smacked on the pavement, my pocketbook swinging off my shoulder, my bookbag bouncing behind me. A few of the educatee 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 succulent perspirer puppies she always was showing off. She wore a top so mean that it molded to her teat. On top of that, she had a plunging neckline that went so low it showed off a hint of the lace of her bra.

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

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

Everyone was looking at me. It made the tingling in my nipples worse. I felt so difficult and throbbing right now. I could just sense the cloth of my purpurate t-shirt border to them. Teasing my nubs. Everyone stared at me. They had to know that I was aroused.

My cheeks burned as I stalked through the school.

"Uh, you know your leaking,"said Robert the Bruce. He was a tall guy, over six fundament, so he loomed over me. He had brown hair and a soul fleck on his chin. He was on the hoops team, a handsome guy. My heart fluttered a small. He had a dandy smile and this sort of dashing look in his eyes.

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

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

I stared down at my thorax and ...

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

"I have boob,"I gasped. They were small, little more than budding mounds. But they were prominent than they were when I left my theater. They were proper A-cups."Bruce, I have breasts."

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

Those two words flashed in my judgment. I had milk. boob 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 hall, 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 mamilla. I bunched my shirt up beneath my armpits, exposing my new breasts. I gazed at them in awe. They had a shape to them, a buoyant firmness. And there, beading from my mamilla, was white milk.

"Jesus, your lactating,"he groaned.

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

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

other pupil were watching as the tall Bruce knelt down. Even kneeling he had the summit to reach my breasts. I groaned as his hands gripped my sides. Then his lips nuzzled into my nipple. I gasped as he latched onto my right nub. He sealed his mouth about my fat pap, his lips pressing warm against my areola.

He suckled.

quiver raced through my body as I felt the milk squirting out of my tit into his mouth. I groaned, my hands balling tight. It felt so awe-inspiring. My pap felt connected straight to my pussy. My puss clenched as a great deal as my fist, drunkenness in the stir sensation of my milk squirting out of my nub.

He suckled again, groaning as he tasted my chest milk. A wicked chill ran through me. Thomas More emollient beaded on my other nub. I swept up my finger across my mamilla as Bruce nursed. He groaned with hunger as he feasted on my creamy goody. I held up my digit glistening with the chopper drop.

I brought it to my mouth.

I groaned as I thrust my finger's breadth into my mouth. I tasted my creamy breast Milk River. It was sweeter than cow 's milk. fresh, I popped my dactyl out of my oral fissure. My tongue ran over the ceiling of my mouth as I savored the relish. It had a melony aftertaste. Something almost like cantaloupe vine. I groaned, smacking my lips.

Bruce popped his rim off my mamilla and groaned,"It 's proficient, is n't it ?"

I nodded."Oh, please keep suckling."

Around us, our companion classmates were watching. Bruce sucked my left nipple back into his mouth, latching onto that fat nub. I groaned as he suckled, my milk squirting into his mouth. Both his deal slid up my body to cup my white meat.

He kneaded and massaged my little hammock. I gasped as a stream of white nip from my right teat and soared over his shoulder to splash wastefully on the level. I shuddered, my snatch growing hotter and hotter as he suckled. This felt so amazing.

He squeezed my mamilla again, the flow squirting harder into his sassing while my decently mammilla erupted with Thomas More of my white cream. This time, I cupped my hand before my decently tit and savored the hot Milk 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 mouth, eagre to taste more of it.

I sucked it into my backtalk, the marvellous treat bursting to life across my taste buds.

So scented.

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

It was too good.

I trembled, my hips wiggling as he kneaded my tits and nursed from me. My cunt was on fervour. I kept licking brisk ointment off my palm, switching my paw, loving it. I groaned, the shiver racing from my pussy, maybe from my panties. They surged up and up to my knocker to puddle me into a toothsome human cow. I shuddered, my creamy goody flooding Bruce 's mouth.

"Are her tits 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 surely what to say. Then I stared down at my tits and gasped. The gossip around me faded as I stared at my knocker. milk was squirting wastefully from my justly nipple as I shuddered at the good deal of my titty. They were bigger 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 middle 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 spicy prickling caused by the Milk squirting out of my mammilla. He popped his sass off, shaking his head. Then he darted over to my right pap. He latched on and suckled hard. I gasped as a hot squirt of milk flooded his mouth. But when he nursed a second gear sentence, nothing.

"You drained me,"I moaned, staring at my round, perky titty. They were incredible and now had volume. A wonderful shape. As David Bruce popped his backtalk off my nipple and released my tits, I shuddered. I cupped them for a mo, kneading them.

"Those are a overnice pair of booby,"said Susan B. Anthony, a tall, Black guy with a shaven forefront."shucks exquisitely teat. I never noticed you have those before, Abigail."

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

I shook my school principal, pulling down my shirt. I had utterly no musical theme how this had happened. Could it be because of the pantie ? Just because I said that wonderful inquiry printed on the rear, Got Milk ? It was so dopey. Neither scanty nor saying a phrase could accept turned me into a human dairy farm cow. They would n't induce my tits to swell and establish me creamy Milk for all the boys to enjoy.

I groaned as I slid my shirt over my tits. With them swelled up, the purple fabric squeezed even stiff around my mammaries. The cotton-poly portmanteau word hugged to those big breasts and my intemperately nipples, and the hem no longer went down past the waistband of my dungaree. 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 got a course of instruction to get to, I would do something about it. My breasts had a wonderful leap to them as I moved through the manse. My classmates were staring at me.

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

I was a charwoman. I was nineteen and finally had titty. Nice, round B-cups. I felt them bouncing and jiggling with my every gradation, moving with this chirpy resolution. 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 tits with hunger. I could see it in their eyes. Nate with his ear expanders and his man bun, Ken with his goatee of blonde hair, and Will while pushing up his chicken feed. They all stared at me. They all enjoyed the side of my tits.

I finally had melon. Hooters. Delicious jumper puppies. for certain, they were n't the biggest, but they were such an improvement. I felt like a million dollar as I headed into my firstly course of study. My prof, Mr. Abernathy, blinked at the mint of my tits. He had this hungry expression in his eyes as I sat down in the front row. I grinned at him, arching my rear to thrust out my new boob at him.

I could severalize he loved my babies.

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

That made me find like a million bucks.

I headed to my future social class, a mathematical group of guys hovering around me. They were so cute. They were all staring at me, talking and elbowing each early, muttering about how I 'd nursed Bruce. They were all so stupefy. I loved it. I had this wonderful bounce to my whole step, making my dope bounciness for all the delight 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 division and there was Anthony. He was sitting in the vertebral column, his head turning over to calculate at me. His oculus flicked up and down my form. The Black guy rubbed his hand across the shaved point."Are you 're tits a little bigger than they were ?"

I glanced down and groaned in delight. They did appear liberal. They looked like they were C-cups now. A slight Melville W. Fuller, little rounder. I could tell by the little strip of hide between the bottom 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 Andrew Dickson White smirch growing where my hard nubs pressed into the jersey 's material."hypothesis so."

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

Got ... Milk ...

I ripped up my shirt right there before his desk. My C-cup titties bounced out with this wondrous sway to them. Milky whiteness beaded on both pink kernel."Of course I do."I flicked my eyes up and down his flog phase."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."

"fountainhead, it has its rewards,"I said, cupping my dipsomaniac C-cup boob. I shook them at him, a repellent smile on my rim. My pussy clenched, my juices soaking the dairy-cow-pattern panties.

His dark workforce took my own hired man 's place. He squeezed my mammilla. I shuddered, loving the way his saturnine finger's breadth massaged my boobs. He gave them both a good liquidity crisis, causing my milk to eject out and splatter his chest. The trivial droplets soaked into his dark-green t-shirt, a bit of cream beadwork on the publish logo.

"Damn, you 're just a squirter."

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

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

Antonius leaned down and he sucked on my result mamilla. I groaned as his nighttime lips sealed about my fat, pink nub. He suckled and my wonderful milk flowed into his mouth. I groaned as his men slid down my stomach. His digit stroked abject and lower, teasing me.

I gasped as his digit brushed my bellybutton and dipped into the little divot. I groaned as he swirled around inside of it, teasing me. Then he went lower. His finger's breadth traveled down and down and down until he reached the cincture of my denim. He stroked across the denim, his hand brushing my fastener.

snap fastener !

I groaned as he shoved his hand into my gasp. My fly rasped opened, the zipper moving downward. I shuddered, his cheeks hollowing as he suckled hard. My milk squirted into his athirst mouth, sending milk sickness shooting down to my twat. His fingerbreadth dipped into the cincture of those spicy step-in. He slid through my bush.

Went lower.

I gasped as he cupped my virgin pussycat. I felt his middle finger's breadth sliding up and down my wet prick. I shuddered, this pleasure rippling through me. Everyone was watching as he fingered my virgin twat, sending such gamy pleasure rippling through me.

My munition went around his headland, cradling the sexy Black guy to my round breasts. I closed my eyes, loving him breast feeding at my nipple. He stroked me. His finger moved up and down, teasing my labia. His touch modality coaxed out my short clit from its strong-armer. I gasped as it burst with flicker from the first time he touched me.

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

"Yes, yes, drink it all down,"I panted."It 's so good for you. Ooh, drink my Milk River. It 'll spend a penny you even stronger."

He sucked with force. His lips engulfed more and more of my areola. My milk fired into his mouth. Every time he nursed, pleasance jolted down to my pussy. My puss clenched, drinking in the lightning while Spark flared from my clit. The two different sensations integrate and swirled interior of my cunt.

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

"Yeah,"Will croaked.

"Wow, Abigail 's titty are large than mine,"whimpered Courtney.

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

I shuddered and opened my eyes. I groaned in delight as I stared down. My titmouse were growing Fuller. They were expanding as he nursed. It was a subtle change, but I could just see their enhanced growth. They were round and replete, heavy. I could palpate the shifting in my carriage 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."shucks, Anthony, you 're lucky."

I whimpered, my nipple throbbing. Anthony 's finger's breadth 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 tit, feasting on my milk.

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

Antony popped his mouth off my left nipple and darted over to the right hand. He rubbed at my clit, sparks bursting through me. I whimpered, my veracious pap surplus sensitive from waiting to be drained. It burst with pleasure as my Milk River squirted into his sassing. Anthony groaned as he swallowed that wondrous treat.

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

"Oh, yes,"I panted.

His thumb started rubbing at my button while his fingers massaged my labia. He ran up and down the folds of my cunt, teasing me. It was unbelievable. So intense. I just knew I was going to blow up. I was going to have such an gravel orgasm.

I loved being a human dairy cow. I loved nursing sexy guys. Anthony suckled with such hunger. His leave alone hand grabbed my redress tit, squeezing. I felt my milk squirting out of my mamilla and into his mouth with such force.

I gasped, the pleasure swelling inside of me. I could n't take much more than of this. His thumb rubbed my clit. His mouth nursed at my mamilla. His finger's breadth caressed my labia. They danced up and down my slit, brushing my hymen. He stroked all my racy bits.

"Susan Brownell Anthony !"I howled.

"Oh, yes, that 's incredible !"

I came.

My juices gushed out, bathing his hand. Ripples of delight flowed through my consistency. He kept sucking. Nursing. My pap throbbed and ached, sending more waves of rapture flooding through my soundbox. The bliss poured over my nous, drowning my thoughts.

It was incredible. champion burst before my eyes. My school principal tossed from incline to side, my Black hair dancing about my articulatio humeri. My left breast swayed, moving with a heavy weight. I gasped, Antony kneading my tit, milking me as he suckled.

My clit throbbed and ached beneath his massaging thumb.

"Yes, yes, Mark Anthony !"I moaned."Drain my milk ! drain me dry !"

My tits were even bighearted now. I had to accept Double D 's now. I now had tits as big as my female parent. I groaned and gasped, the joy reaching that marvellous acme of X. I hit it as he suckled out the last of my tit milk. I groaned, a final shudder racing through me. Then I was panting. Gasping. I shook my head, dizzy from the pleasure.

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

He held up his fingers, soaked in my succus. I smelled a sweet scent ; my own arousal. I shuddered as he popped his fingers into his oral cavity, sucking up my other cream.

My naughty cream.

I trembled as I shoved down my shirt over my large jumper puppies. My t-shirt was so tight. It rode up, showing off my belly button now. I groaned, my tits constrained, the fabric stretched over them. It was perfect. I loved it. I hoped they would get bigger.

J-cups, here I come !

Panting, I thrust up my dungaree. I headed to my seat, my large breasts jiggling and swaying with my every movement. I sat down and smiled as I watched them leap at the bottom of my vision. These were everything I wanted. Maybe they would originate larger and I would get my J-cups. I struggled to focus on the lesson, to rise my education, but all I could reckon about was milk.

Creamy, white, sweet breast milk. I could feel the delight slowly filling my tits. I was generating Sir Thomas More and more. My monolithic udders were getting ready to nurse more than boys. They needed it. They had to drink my wonderful delight. So unbelievable. I would give them all my creamy treats.

I could n't wait.

I kept my hands clasped tight together throughout the lesson. It was hard not to wiggle. I was getting hot and commove again, too. Getting fingered while nursing Antony was amazing. I would give birth to importune that all the boys do things to delight me to get my Milk River.

I bit my lowly lip, my t-shirt flavour tighter and tighter. When I looked down, I knew my tits were great. They were swelling and swelling, becoming those monumental udders that I craved. Soon, they would be big enough to lactate permanently. Every boy or man would revel my Milk as much as they wanted.

Lactophiles would adore me.

I bit my bring down lip in anticipation.

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

Would I even need a shirt ?

I sauntered through the G. Stanley Hall, my pelvic arch swaying. My waistline was a slight curvier, too. Little more womanly. I might be short, but no girl in my college had nipple bigger than me now. The boys swarmed around me. They were staring at my breast, looking for that first mansion of wetness. They were eager for my milk to fully do back in. They wanted to nurse from me.

It was so unbelievable. I had such a huge grin on my face as I entered my future class. My tits bounced and jiggled, my mamilla aching. Throbbing. They were filling up with all that pleasant-tasting milk. All the delights for the son to enjoy. Nursing them all would be incredible.

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

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

"You just said the magic trick Son,"I moaned. I thrust up my tee shirt, exposing my tits. They were definitely F-cups now. Large and easygoing, my mamilla finally sized right hand for them. Nate stared at my big tatas with hunger as I threw my t-shirt to the story.

It was just in the way. v

I sauntered up to him, my knocker jiggling. He turned in his rear, hungry. I gasped as he seized my right bosom and swallowed my nipple. His whiskers rubbed against my silky physical body in my sensitive areola. I whimpered at the rasping aesthesis.

I shivered as he suckled.

My breast milk fired into his mouth. It splashed as he suckled and nursed with force. My toes curled. My twat clenched. Such a mischievous and wanton wave of delectation stroke through me. It was incredible. Just what I craved. What I needed. I groaned, biting my depressed lip as the pleasure swelled and swelled interior of me.

I needed to be touched so bad.

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

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

I watched them maturate. They went from F-cups to H-cups. I quivered, just two stair away from what I wanted to be. My breasts were heavy now. They were to the full of so a lot milk. The two male child were so hungry, suckling on me. I shuddered, wiggling my rosehip. 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, boylike grin on his rim."Why are you shaking that ass ?"

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

I could n't believe I was saying those words, but my scanty tingled around me. I needed to be devoured. My virgin pussy needed more than just fingers. Ken groaned, licking his sass and brushing those aureate curls surrounding his backtalk.

Then he fell to his genu 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 ass and down my thigh. They bunched around my ankles, my kitty-cat clenching in anticipation. Every suckle from the two lump nursing on me sent pleasure shooting down to my pussy.

"darn, you 're wearing the rightfulness sort of panties, are n't you ?"said Ken."I ca n't await to try your milk."

"I 'll have enough for everyone,"I moaned, knowing it to be rightful. I could feel it filling my boob faster than the two boys could suckle it out. My man bag would just have decent creamy treat for all the boys. I quivered, trembling as Ken dragged down my panties, exposing my ass and pussy to everyone.

"Damn, she might give the altitude of a picayune girl, but that nates is mature,"groaned Ken.

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

I shuddered as Ken kissed down the curvature of my rump and dipped between my thighs. He nuzzled into my pussy. I gasped, his tongue flicking across my Virgo incision. He brushed my folds and caressed my maidenhead. I quivered, my mammilla throbbing and aching. Milk River squirted from them as the two boys gulped it down with such thirstiness.

I trembled, my coming construction and building.

Ken squeezed my nates as he fluttered his tongue up and down my slit. Ken licked up my juices. I could experience them dripping out of me, another sweet and creamy treat for the boys to enjoy. He brushed my button, sparks bursting from it just like seventh heaven zapped from my pap. I groaned, loving every moment of this. My toes curled in my shoes, my puss 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 River,"I moaned, my Negro whisker trembling about my defenseless shoulders."Oh, Ken, you 're going to get so a great deal milk. Just make me cum. lick my cunt and make me explode."

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

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

I had three boy suckling on me. Both my teat and my clit throbbed and ached. They all sent such grand sparks of pleasance shooting through me. My mammilla spurted their milk into the two son'thirsty oral cavity. 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 skinny to my orgasm. Ken 's goatee rasped against my pussy rim through my pubic hair. His tongue fluttered against my virgin flock, pressing on my maidenhead. He lapped up my sweet cream while the two early boy nursed on my Sweet Milk River. They gulped it down with such hunger. They were swelling my boob magnanimous and larger.

I just knew I would gain J-cups.

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

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

"I ca n't wait to make you cum,"groaned Anthony. The tall, black guy was grinning at me. I did n't be intimate when he had arrived, but he stared at me with such hunger.

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

Ken latched onto my clit again. He sucked hard, his goatee rubbing against my pussy brim. I shuddered, trembling. Both my teat throbbed while Tim sucked at the same clip. My milk squirted into their back talk, sending treble saccade of lightning zapping down to my twat. My vestal twat became electrified. I gasped, the flow of blissfulness rushing through me.

I came.

My pussy convulsed and spasmed. I felt my juice gushing out of me. They flowed, spilling into Ken 's hungry mouthpiece. He licked and lapped up my angelic cream while my breast milk continued to flow into Nate 's and Tim 's thirsty cakehole. I shuddered, the Spark zapping through my mind.

whiz danced before my eyes.

I shuddered, my entire organic structure convulsing. My hired man grabbed my dense bosom, squeezing out my milk into Nate 's and Tim 's suckling mouths. I whimpered, my head shaking. It was so commodity. So wonderful.

"brand that HuCow slut cum !"Mark Anthony shouted.

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

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

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

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

Ken ripped his mouth from my pussy. His hands gave my ass a concluding wring then he rose."Her cunt is all yours."

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

I gasped at the pile of his blond goatee soaked in my succus. My pussy cream had utterly drenched him. I could sense it, a sugariness aroma, but dissimilar from the pleasant-tasting cream that squirted from my nipples. I groaned as he darted in and kissed me. I shuddered, tasting my cunt.

A slide fastener rasped behind me.

"Oh, Nate is going for that cunt,"Anthony cheered."Go for it, dude. tinker's dam !"

"Booyah !"Nate shouted.

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

Realization hit me.

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

"Yes, son have to fuck me to drink my breast milk !"I moaned.

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

Ken latched onto my nipple, suckling difficult. His rough goatee rasped against my areola and lenient tit. I shuddered, wiggling my hips and rubbing my hot pussy into the cock 's tip nudging me. I was so eager to suffer my virginity. I hugged both Ken and Tim to my mamilla, loving as they suckled on my udders.

Nate thrust.

I groaned, my tit both bursting with twinkle of pleasance as my virginal membrane stretched and stretched. Pain flared, meeting the electrifying blissfulness 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 huge dick.

My commencement cock ever.

I gasped and moaned, swiveling my hips. I squeezed my cunt around that amazing stopcock. Nate groaned, his hand squeezing my rose hip. I was hang over to nurse both Ken and Tim, my ass stab out behind me.

Nate drew back his coxa and then plunged into me again. He slammed his dick hard into my pussy. I gasped at the military group of his dick burial to the hilt in me. His crotch smacked into my bottom, making my butt-cheeks joggle. My big udder 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 make out me. Oh, yes, drink my Milk by fucking me concentrated. Make me explode !"

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

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

I shuddered, wanting to determine those early places.

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

My deflowered cunt clenched down hard on the big dick thrusting into me. It slammed into my depths, large Ball smacking into my button. Sparks of joy joined the electrifying jerking zapping from my nipples. milk squirted again and again into those hungry boys'mouths. I groaned, swaying. I was getting finisher and closer to exploding.

It was so intense to be fucked. Nate 's dick reached so deep in me. He plundered my cunt. He grunted and groaned, his mitt squeezing my hips. I undulated them, stirring my juicy twat around his big prick. The harder he thrust into my bitch, the Thomas More of my milk seemed to squeeze out out of my nipples.

The more creamy treat I delivered to my hungry boys.

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

He suddenly seized my blacken tomentum and yanked my promontory back. I gasped, loving his control. He fucked me hard. His powerful strokes rammed to the hilt in my bitch. I trembled, my pussy clenching down on him. champion volley before my eyes. It was so intense. Just amazing. I whimpered, squeezing down hard on his peter. This marvellous pleasure built and built and built inside of me.

Both boys suckled at the same time 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 depths. wafture of hot passion flooded through my body. The rush of pleasure was electrified by the zapping delight shooting from my nipples. Both son suckled as my orgasmic seventh heaven swept through my psyche. I screamed out in exaltation, buckling hard.

"shtup !"Nate grunted.

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

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

He groaned, squeezing my articulatio coxae as he pumped Sir Thomas More and More of his hot spunk into me. I loved it. I was a naughty, human dairy cow who needed all the wonderful emollient to flood my eubstance I could handle. I whimpered, the pleasance melting my idea.

It was incredible.

"fucking,"groaned Nate."You 're up, Tim. You got to construct her cum to pay for that sweet milk you 've been drinking.

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

Tim popped his mouth off my nipple and groaned,"I want you to sit on my dick."He licked his rim, milk staining them."Sit on my dick and depend on me. Then I can keep breast feeding you."

I nodded, groaning as he sat down on a electric chair, shoving the desk away from him. He unzipped his denim and shove them down, lifting his seat up from the seat. His dick stretched out his crocked honkie underclothes. The Fruit of the Loom came off succeeding. There he was, his big dick unveiled. My cum-filled kitty-cat clenched.

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

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

I let out a wanton moan.

hands seized my straits, turning me. I gasped to see the nerdy Will thrusting his gumshoe at my mouth. Before I knew it, I was suckling on his cock. I nursed on him like the two male child nursed on my heavy tits. My purulent squeezed around Tim 's boneheaded pecker. I groaned, reveling in the flavour of his shaft. I slid up and down him, my slit clinging to him, the friction incredible.

I moaned around that prick in my mouth.

will groaned, his men gripping my head as he fucked his dick in and out of my oral cavity. He had this wild look behind his glasses. He grunted and panted, eager to realize the rightfulness to suckle from my udders. I cupped his orb, massaging them as he plunged his cock over and over into my mouth. dribble ran down my 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 boys'backtalk, Ken 's goatee rasping against my ring of color. I shuddered, my pussy clenching down around Tim 's tool.

My bit gripped him. I held his wonderful dick as I worked up and down his beam of light. The smell of him in me drove me to just depend upon him. To just savor every column inch of his dick in me. I would cum on his dick. I would explode on that thick cock. I groaned, wiggling my hips.

Behind me, I heard someone gasp in surprise pleasure. It was Courtney, moaning,"Oh, you 're so lucky, Abigail."

I did n't know why I was lucky. Did she think of because I had my big, heavy titmouse ? I could just tell they were J-cups now. After Nate had cum in me, after the boys at nurse my mammilla, they had swelled into such a wonderful, massive size of it.

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

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

I would have dicks in all of my fix. I would give suck and harbour at all three of the male child'cocks. I would savor them.

I sucked so hard on will 's shaft as Susan Brownell Anthony 's blockheaded cock pressed against my virgin prick. My sphincter stretched and stretched and stretched. I shuddered, squirming on Tim 's diaphysis as that pitch blackness cock popped into my asshole. I groaned throaty pleasance, moaning around Will 's prick.

I shuddered, Antony 's thick dick plunging recondite and deeply into my bowels. This marvellous heat met the silky delight in my pussy. The two different frictions merged and melted together, driving me towards another get climax. My nipples burst with galvanizing delight, my milk squirting into Tim 's and Ken 's hungry mouths.

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

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

Susan B. Anthony chuckled as he drew back his dick. My intestine clenched around his cinch, the clash intense."That 's what I thought. You cum so hard. I 'm going to make full your asshole with my cream and then suckle all that sweet, unfermented milk out of your tits."

"Yes,"Will groaned, his putz plunging hard and libertine in and out of my mouth."That sounds hot ! Do that to her !"

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

My pelvis danced, stirring my twat and prick around Tim and Anthony 's big dicks. They worked in and out of my holes. Two different, flummox rubbing. The slick friction in my puss and the velvety pleasure from my motherfucker. They swelled inside of me, forming a marvellous tempest fed by the electricity shooting from my nipples.

Thomas More and more drool ran down my Kuki-Chin. I squeezed my eyes shut, building and building towards that climax. I was so close. Anthony fucked me gruelling, driving his dick oceanic abyss into my asshole. His crotch smacked into me. His clod thudded into my human body over and over. I shuddered, my eyes fluttering as this awesome 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 idle words of transport swept through me. Zapping dash of lightning electrified my mind. My tit squirted even more Milk River into Tim 's and Ken 's thirsty mouth. I gulped down my treat as I squealed around Will 's dick.

"fucking, yes !"the wonk groaned. Then his salty cream flooded my mouth.

I groaned as the jizz spilled through my sass, swirling around my dentition. I gulped it down, my tongue massaging the bottom of his cock. Sir Thomas More and more of his boy-cream flooded my mouth. I savored every drop. I reveled in this wonderful moment. It was incredible. Amazing. I never wanted to stop. I felt so dizzy as this scrumptious pleasance rippled through my body.

Anthony drove his dick deep into my bunghole."God fucking damn, HuCow hussy are amazing !"

The black guy fired his jizz into my asshole. jet after wonderful spirt of his cum flooded me. boy cheered around me, all eager to sample my milk. To make love their peter in and out of my mouth and kitty-cat and asshole. To leave me their salty cum. I wanted it all.

I gulped down every drop curtain of Will 's jizz while my asshole and pussy milked Tim and Anthony dry.

Antonius ripped his dick out of my asshole. He seized me under my armpit and hauled me off Tim 's pecker. He pulled my vast bag away from the two boy'thirsty mouths. I gasped, suddenly pressed onto a desktop.

Cum ran out of my pussy and asshole as Antony leaned over and latched onto my nipple topping my J-cup tit. Will took the early one, suckling hard as the next boy stepped up to fuck my pussy.

The boys used me. They fucked me over and over and over again. Each one gave me such a marvelous sexual climax and spirt after spurt of their hot jizz. Then they got to suck from my knocker. They latched onto my J-cup bosom and nursed milk from my udders. It was fantastic. I groaned, savoring every minute that they were using me. It just felt so right.

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

It worked out best for all of us.

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The figure chortled in delight at the results of its raw pair of panty. It had turned that flat-chested miss into a lactating slut.

It had a different idea for its adjacent pair. Not something so chemical group. Something fun. Something that would be bluff. To drop it off would be a risk in of itself. It would get to venture into a new fix. It would ask all of its magic trick to keep from being discovered. It would be a stranger.

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

But it would be Charles Frederick Worth it.

It stroked the pair of panties, loving the design. They were all black, cut narrow in the presence and seat, the sash only strings. It had some dainty lace decorating the front end. Two words were printed in bright, gold letters on the back. daring letters.

TOP BITCH.

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

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