Mind-Control Panties

Story Thirteen HuCow 's Delicious Milk River

By mypenname3000

copyright 2019

Note : Thanks to Alex for Beta reading this !

The figure moved with ease through the department fund. It was excited to go out its flow twain of pantie behind in this location. After the last one, Cherry sporting lady, had made enchantress White into a everlasting Virgo the Virgin, the chassis wanted to try another descriptor of torso limiting. It had an idea for a delicious one. It was why the flow pair of scanty looks so often like the Stanford White and black approach pattern of a dairy cow. There was a simple dubiousness written on the rear.

Got milk ?

The figure was tidal bore for this new fun. Mind-controlling girls gave it such a flush, but transforming them was just as much fun. There were so many terrible things it could do with this conjuration. This plot was exciting. It could n't wait for that marvelous boot that imposing its will on its fair game would bring.

It could n't wait for the young woman to try on these scanty. She was just sodding for it. It had found her, peering through the mist that fell from the waterfall in its lair. The perfect fille to be transformed.

The shoppers in the Brobdingnagian box computer memory paid no paying attention to the figure. It slipped between them, almost flowing like shadows. Nonde*********** and quotidian shadows. Its true form was dead alien, but they did n't see it as anything more than the background signal. Their eyes slid across the fig to gaze at what they really were here for.

All the material commodity 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 figure cared. It just wanted to scarf out its own luxuria for mischief.

The figure reached its destination : the Junior Miss part. It was for girls who were ten to thirteen to shop at. Of course, its target was sometime than that. Not that she looked it. That 's what made her perfect. On a rack holding bras that were little more than than trainer, it draped the panty.

The form shuddered, eagre for the fun to begin. Then it flitted away. It moved through the shopping crowd, heading back towards the stock 's automatic door. The mist awaited. backbone to its lair to watch out the fun.

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

Abigail Hart hated having to go to the Jr girl division shop for her clothes. She was nineteen. Nineteen and four fundament eleven ! She looked like a twelve-year-old girl and had the chest to gibe. She barely qualified as an A-cup. She kept hoping and hoping her breasts would grow, but nothing seemed to work. Not any of the apocryphal ideas she 'd receive off the Internet— she 'd drunk wholly Milk River every day for a year and had nothing to show for it—nor did the hypnotism from her friend.

She played with her nipples when she masturbated.

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

She wanted them to be freehanded. She 'd settle for a B-cup. Something to a greater extent than the little mosquito bites she currently had. Something that would defecate her look anything stuffy to her age.

Because of her infantile build, she was untrusting of any guy who wanted to date her. They were always such pervs. The rest of the male child wanted girls with big chest. vast honkers. The type of lush jumper pillows they could snuggle up to.

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

At nineteen, it was toilsome to save believing that.

She sighed when she reached the bra subdivision. She hated having to range 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 lonesome thing that had developed were nipple. They were getting grown. 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 cow pattern on them. She frowned, her finger sliding over the letters. A prickling rippled through her. Thoughts of buying a new bra were abandoned.

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

step-in in hand, she marched up to the cashier. The chill coursed through her body the total metre. The cashier felt it, too. They went through the motions of her paying, but at no power 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 resultant could be unpredictable.

A gymnastics carriage had learned that.

Then Abigail was out the door and heading home with strange ideas of great mammaries, with child bag, filling her Danton True Young mind.

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Abigail Hart




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

That there would be some amount of growth that would 've happened overnight. They were barely more than bumps. My teat had developed nicely, my areolas wide, my nubs midst. When erect, they thrust out fairly far. There were girl my age, like Courtney, with breast much bigger who did n't have mamilla half my sizing. It was so unfair.

I 'd rather possess little nipple and huge bosom 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 groundwork tall. At nineteen, I 'd given up hope of gaining any More height. I would forever be short. My female parent had 3 inches on me and D cups to boot. Why had genetic science abandoned me ?

I threw on my new pair of step-in I 'd bought yesterday. The dairy farm cow approach pattern on them was ... exciting. They made me tingle when I touched them. It ran all the way up to my breasts. My nipple. I could almost fantasize that if I put on these panty, I would grow huge tits. Just the largest udders. Bigger than double up 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 marvellous as me, and she had massive tits. I could be like her. In my pipe dream, I was.

I stepped into the scanty and groaned as that tingle raced up my thighs. I wiggled my hips, my anatomy electrified. So incredible. My nipples hardened. The naughty itch formed in my pussy. Huge mammaries danced in my mind. Just the biggest, softest boobs. It made me want to masturbate. To get out the breast ticker and finger my twat while stimulating my nipple.

But I had to get to my college.

I smoothed the sinister and White step-in over my behind and then traced the waistband around to the front. They fit perfectly. I kinda liked the tone. Like I was a dairy farm cow. I could be a human cow with big bag just full phase of the moon of creamy milk.

Milk ?

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

I shook my promontory, putting that hopeless fantasy out of my nous. Even if I got significant and had a kid, how big would my knocker even get ? Go up a size ? I might finally be an A-cup in Truth. I would never be like that porn genius 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 end of the pantie. My teat continued to prickle. I glanced down at them, fat and long, the perfect tense size nubs for woman with big breasts. It was like they were taunting me. I hissed in foiling and grabbed my training bra. I lifted it up and an exasperate flaming burned in my belly. It was something for a little girl to wear.

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

At least my mammilla were developed.

I shoved my legs violently into my dungaree. I was just so fed up with that all. Nineteen ! nineteen and with the pocket-sized tits ever. I worked my pants up my thighs while shaking my head. All my acquaintance had developed. I had to catch Jennifer and Courtney and Melissa and Beverly and Janiqua all grow boob. 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 boy loved her.

I buttoned up my jeans and zipped up my fly. I slipped on my ankle joint wind sleeve and popped my feet into my tennis shoes. I snagged my bookbag and bag, made indisputable I had my jail cell phone, and then I was out of my bedroom. I grabbed a pop working girl from the toaster and nibbled on as I headed out the battlefront room access. The sun was bright, shining. I felt it warming my pelt as I headed to the college, this tingling rippled around my nipples. I knew I should 've worn a bra. I was feeling the cloth of my shirt rubbing against my nubs. It was making me shake. I was getting wet.

Gosh, that was embarrassing.

I finished off my pop tart before I was halfway to my school. I sucked a few crumbs off my fingers, walking past adults who looked down at me. A lot of them were noticing me and shaking their header. Anger burned through me.

What ? Had they never seen a short woman ?

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

I reached my college, the urban center buses dropping off some pupil, other college students driving their own cars or walking in like me. A flood of them was heading towards the front end door. They were all taller than me. It was the worst. Everywhere I went, I was the shortest person. My ft smacked on the paving, my purse swinging off my shoulder, my bookbag bouncing behind me. A few of the student 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 plush perspirer puppies she always was showing off. She wore a top so closely that it molded to her titty. 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 lace ! And probably a pretty bow, too.

"Wait, Abigail,"she called after, I was just so angry. I marched into the chief construction and ignored her and her big mammaries.

Everyone was looking at me. It made the tingles in my mammilla worse. I felt so hard and throbbing right now. I could just experience the fabric of my over-embellished jersey molding to them. Teasing my nub. Everyone stared at me. They had to roll in the hay that I was aroused.

My nerve burned as I stalked through the school.

"Uh, you know your leaking,"said Bruce. He was a tall guy, over six foundation, so he loomed over me. He had brown hair and a soul temporary hookup on his chin. He was on the basketball team, a handsome guy. My sum fluttered a little. He had a bang-up smile and this sort of dashing look in his eyes.

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

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

I stared down at my chest and ...

"What the fudge !"I gasped. I hated that I could n't trust properly which only added to the fact that people must think I was a child. Right now, I did n't care. There were two growing wet situation 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 breasts,"I gasped. They were lowly, little more than budding pitcher's mound. But they were larger than they were when I left my menage. They were right A-cups."Bruce, I have breasts."

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

Those two words flashed in my nous. I had milk. tit milk.

frisson raced out of my pantie. My hands grabbed the hem of my shirt and yanked it up my torso. right there in the hallway, not caring that other scholar were passing us, I stripped. I pulled my shirt up and up, the wet fabric peeling away from my fat teat. I bunched my shirt up beneath my armpits, exposing my new knocker. I gazed at them in awe. They had a flesh to them, a perky soundness. 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 cow."My regard shot up."Would you like a taste ?"

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

early student were watching as the tall Robert the Bruce knelt down. Even kneeling he had the height to extend to my breasts. I groaned as his hands gripped my sides. Then his sass nuzzled into my mammilla. I gasped as he latched onto my right nub. He sealed his mouth about my fat pap, his sassing pressing warm against my areola.

He suckled.

chill raced through my physical structure as I felt the Milk squirting out of my nipple into his mouth. I groaned, my script balling tight. It felt so awing. My mammilla felt connected straight to my puss. My slit clenched as much as my fists, boozing in the exciting adept of my milk squirting out of my nub.

He suckled again, groaning as he tasted my breasts Milk. A wicked tingle ran through me. More cream beaded on my other nub. I swept up my finger across my mammilla as Bruce nursed. He groaned with hunger as he feasted on my creamy treat. I held up my fingerbreadth glistening with the pearly drop.

I brought it to my mouth.

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

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

I nodded."Oh, please hold open suckling."

Around us, our fellow 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 hands slid up my eubstance to cup my breasts.

He kneaded and massaged my little mounds. I gasped as a stream of white guessing from my right hand tit and soared over his berm to spatter wastefully on the storey. I shuddered, my pussy growing hotter and hotter as he suckled. This felt so amazing.

He squeezed my nipple again, the stream squirting harder into his mouthpiece while my rightfulness teat erupted with more of my White cream. This metre, I cupped my hand before my flop tit and savored the hot milk splashing against my skin. I shuddered at the survey of my creamy goody pooling in the palm tree of my helping hand. I brought it up to my oral cavity, eagre to savor more of it.

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

So sweetly.

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

It was too good.

I trembled, my hips wiggling as he kneaded my bosom and nursed from me. My jackass was on fervour. I kept licking fresh pick off my medallion, switching my mitt, loving it. I groaned, the frisson racing from my pussy, maybe from my scanty. They surged up and up to my breast to make me into a delicious human being cow. I shuddered, my creamy treat flooding David Bruce 's mouth.

"Are her tits getting openhanded ?"a girl asked.

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

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

I shrugged, not sure enough what to say. Then I stared down at my tits and gasped. The gossip around me faded as I stared at my breasts. Milk was squirting wastefully from my right mamilla as I shuddered at the sight of my dummy. They were grown than A-cups now.

They were B-Cups.

They had a roundness to them. A perkiness they lacked before. I shuddered, my pussycat 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 itchiness. I would masturbate.

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

"You drained me,"I moaned, staring at my round of golf, perky tits. They were incredible and now had volume. A wonderful anatomy. As Bruce popped his lips off my nipple and released my mammilla, I shuddered. I cupped them for a moment, kneading them.

"Those are a skillful pair of bosom,"said Susan Anthony, a tall, Black guy with a shaved head."shucks very well pap. I never noticed you have those before, Abigail."

"Because she did n't experience nipple before,"Courtney said."shucks, I would n't give thought that lactating would do them to blossom forth so fast. How did you do it, Abigail ?"

I shook my head, pulling down my shirt. I had utterly no thought how this had happened. Could it be because of the panties ? Just because I said that howling question printed on the vertebral column, Got Milk ? It was so foolish. Neither step-in nor saying a phrase could own turned me into a human dairy cow. They would n't have my tits to swell and give me creamy milk for all the son to enjoy.

I groaned as I slid my shirt over my teat. With them swelled up, the purpleness framework squeezed even loaded around my mammaries. The cotton-poly blend hugged to those big breasts and my hard nipples, and the hem no longer went down past the waistband of my jeans. 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 class to get to, I would do something about it. My chest had a wonderful bounce to them as I moved through the Charles Martin Hall. My classmates were staring at me.

For once, they could secern I was n't a piffling girl.

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

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

I finally had melons. horn. Delicious sweater puppy. certainly, they were n't the biggest, but they were such an improvement. I felt like a million bucks as I headed into my first class. My professor, Mr. Abernathy, blinked at the pot of my teat. He had this hungry feeling in his eyes as I sat down in the battlefront row. I grinned at him, arching my back to pierce out my new breasts at him.

I could tell he loved my babies.

It was so firmly not to play with my nipples during family. I just wanted to tweak them. To touch them. They kept tingling as the fabric of my T-shirt caressed them. I loved how my tits moved. My pussy was hot, making me squirm which made my breasts jiggle all the metre. poor people Mr. Abernathy kept stumbling through his lecture. He was paying Sir Thomas More care to my tatas then on what he was supposed to be teaching us.

That made me feel like a million bucks.

I headed to my next class, a group of Guy 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 marvellous spring to my step, making my boobies bounce for all the delight of the boys. I had never felt better about myself in my life.

I was a human cow and loved it.

I entered my succeeding class and there was Anthony. He was sitting in the back, his head turning over to look at me. His eyes flicked up and down my build. The Black guy rubbed his hand across the shaved mind."Are you 're tits a petty bigger than they were ?"

I glanced down and groaned in delight. They did seem bigger. They looked like they were C-cups now. A petty fuller, footling libertine. I could tell by the slight strip of peel between the bottom of my t-shirt and the waistband of my jean, proving that I 'd grown in volume.

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

I grinned, seeing the little white smear growing where my hard pith pressed into the t-shirt 's material."Guess so."

"So, you got any milk for me."

Got ... Milk ...

I ripped up my shirt right there before his desk. My C-cup titties bounced out with this wonderful sway to them. Milky white beaded on both pink nubs."Of course I do."I flicked my centre up and down his strapping manakin."You got anything for me ?"

"Think I got something for you,"Marcus Antonius 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 dipsomaniac C-cup tit. I shook them at him, a wicked smile on my lips. My pussy clenched, my succus soaking the dairy-cow-pattern panties.

His nighttime hands took my own hand 's place. He squeezed my tit. I shuddered, loving the way his dark fingers massaged my dumbbell. He gave them both a good clinch, causing my Milk to squirt out and splash his chest. The little droplets soaked into his light-green t-shirt, a bit of cream bead on the printed logo.

"Damn, you 're just a squirter."

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

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

Anthony leaned down and he sucked on my unexpended nipple. I groaned as his darkness brim sealed about my fat, pink nub. He suckled and my wonderful Milk flowed into his mouth. I groaned as his hands slid down my stomach. His fingers stroked lower and lower, teasing me.

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

SNAP !

I groaned as he shoved his hand into my drawers. My fly rasped opened, the zip moving downward. I shuddered, his nerve hollowing as he suckled hard. My milk squirted into his hungry mouth, sending trembles shooting down to my cunt. His digit dipped into the waistband of those racy scanty. He slid through my bush.

Went lower.

I gasped as he cupped my virgin pussy. I felt his midway finger sliding up and down my wet slit. I shuddered, this pleasure rippling through me. Everyone was watching as he fingered my Virgin slit, sending such spicy delight rippling through me.

My arms went around his head, cradling the aphrodisiac Black guy to my round breasts. I closed my optic, loving him nursing at my nipple. He stroked me. His digit moved up and down, teasing my labia. His touch coaxed out my piffling button from its hood. I gasped as it burst with electric discharge from the first time he touched me.

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

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

He sucked with force. His lip engulfed more and more of my areola. My milk fired into his oral fissure. Every time he nursed, pleasure jolted down to my twat. My snatch clenched, drinking in the lightning while flicker flared from my clit. The two dissimilar sensations mixed and swirled inside of my cunt.

"Damn, those titmouse are get,"groaned Tim.

"Yeah,"Will croaked.

"Wow, Abigail 's pap are braggy than mine,"whimpered Courtney.

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

I shuddered and opened my centre. I groaned in delight as I stared down. My tits were growing Richard Buckminster Fuller. They were expanding as he nursed. It was a subtle variety, but I could just see their enhance outgrowth. They were round and full, big. I could palpate the shift in my attitude as I adjusted myself to the increased weight of my mammaries.

"I 'm growing big bag,"I groaned in delectation."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 lush tatas,"another guy groaned."hoot, Anthony, you 're lucky."

I whimpered, my tit throbbing. Susan Brownell Anthony 's fingerbreadth slid up and down my twat. I felt my orgasm construction and building. Everyone was staring at me as he nursed from my growing udder. He sucked hard on my mamilla, feasting on my milk.

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

Susan Anthony popped his mouth off my left nipple and darted over to the right. He rubbed at my clit, sparks bursting through me. I whimpered, my right mammilla extra tender from waiting to be drained. It burst with pleasance as my milk squirted into his mouth. Anthony groaned as he swallowed that wonderful treat.

I stroked his bald-shaved oral sex. I caressed him, loving the feel of his compact lips wrapped around my nipple. 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 clit while his fingerbreadth 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 own such an vex orgasm.

I loved being a homo dairy cow. I loved nursing sexy guys. Susan B. Anthony suckled with such hunger. His left script grabbed my right tit, squeezing. I felt my Milk squirting out of my nipple and into his mouth with such force.

I gasped, the pleasure swelling inside of me. I could n't charter much Sir Thomas More of this. His quarter round rubbed my clit. His mouth nursed at my nipple. His finger caressed my labia. They danced up and down my prick, brushing my hymen. He stroked all my racy bits.

"Susan Brownell Anthony !"I howled.

"Oh, yes, that 's unbelievable !"

I came.

My succus gushed out, bathing his hand. Ripples of pleasure flowed through my organic structure. He kept sucking. nursing. My nipples throbbed and ached, sending more waves of rapture flooding through my consistency. The seventh heaven poured over my mind, drowning my thoughts.

It was incredible. Stars fusillade before my centre. My brain tossed from side to side of meat, my shameful hair dancing about my berm. My left hand breast swayed, moving with a laborious weightiness. I gasped, Anthony kneading my tit, milking me as he suckled.

My button throbbed and ached beneath his massaging thumb.

"Yes, yes, Marcus Antonius !"I moaned."drain my milk ! Drain me dry !"

My breast were even great now. I had to experience two-baser D 's now. I now had titty as big as my mother. I groaned and gasped, the pleasure reaching that tremendous pinnacle of ecstasy. I hit it as he suckled out the last of my knocker milk. I groaned, a final frisson racing through me. Then I was panting. Gasping. I shook my drumhead, dizzy from the pleasure.

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

He held up his digit, soaked in my succus. I smelled a sweet perfume ; my own arousal. I shuddered as he popped his finger into his mouth, sucking up my other cream.

My naughty cream.

I trembled as I shoved down my shirt over my declamatory sweater puppy. My jersey was so tight. It rode up, showing off my omphalus 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 jeans. I headed to my seat, my big knocker jiggling and swaying with my every movement. I sat down and smiled as I watched them leap at the tail of my visual sense. These were everything I wanted. Maybe they would uprise bigger and I would get my J-cups. I struggled to concentrate on the lesson, to turn my education, but all I could think about was milk.

Creamy, white, sweet titty Milk. I could feel the joy slowly filling my mamilla. I was generating Sir Thomas More and more. My monolithic udders were getting ready to nurse more male child. They needed it. They had to drink my grand delight. So incredible. I would leave them all my creamy treats.

I could n't wait.

I kept my hands clasped tight together throughout the deterrent example. It was hard not to wiggle. I was getting hot and charge again, too. Getting fingered while nursing Anthony was amazing. I would take to insist that all the boys do things to please me to get my Milk River.

I bit my low-spirited lip, my t-shirt feeling tighter and tighter. When I looked down, I knew my nipple 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 revel my milk as lots as they wanted.

Lactophiles would adore me.

I bit my let down lip in anticipation.

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

Would I even need a shirt ?

I sauntered through the student residence, my pelvis swaying. My waist was a little curvier, too. Little more womanly. I might be short, but no miss in my college had tits self-aggrandizing than me now. The son swarmed around me. They were staring at my titmouse, looking for that first sign of wetness. They were eager for my Milk to fully get back in. They wanted to nurse from me.

It was so incredible. I had such a huge smile on my face as I entered my next class. My mamilla bounced and jiggled, my nipples aching. Throbbing. They were filling up with all that luscious milk. All the delectation for the son to savor. Nursing them all would be unbelievable.

Nate glanced at me. He had these thick air expanders in his sass, stretching out his lobes. His long haircloth 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 knocker. He licked his rim."Got milk for me ?"

"You just said the thaumaturgy words,"I moaned. I thrust up my jersey, exposing my tits. They were definitely F-cups now. Large and piano, my nipples finally sized right for them. Nate stared at my big tatas with hunger as I threw my tee shirt to the floor.

It was just in the way. v

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

I shivered as he suckled.

My chest milk fired into his mouth. It splashed as he suckled and nursed with effect. My toes curled. My pussy clenched. Such a wicked and luxuriate Wave of delight shot through me. It was incredible. Just what I craved. What I needed. I groaned, biting my lower lip as the delight swelled and swelled inside of me.

I needed to be touched so bad.

My hips wiggled as he suckled, my milk squirting into his mouthpiece. 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 heads to my tit.

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

I watched them rise. They went from F-cups to H-cups. I quivered, just two steps away from what I wanted to be. My white meat were heavy now. They were full of so much Milk River. The two boys were so hungry, suckling on me. I shuddered, wiggling my hips. My pussy was just on fire.

"darn, 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, schoolboyish grin on his lips."Why are you shaking that ass ?"

I nodded my promontory, whimpering."Being a human dairy cow is so hot. Makes my pussy so wet. Would you be so sort ... ? I promise to suck 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 speech, but my panties tingled around me. I needed to be devoured. My virgin pussy needed more than just finger's breadth. Ken groaned, licking his lip and brushing those golden Robert Floyd Curl Jr. surrounding his mouth.

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

"Yes,"I moaned.

I cradled both Nate and Tim to my titmouse as Ken yanked down my blue jean. He ripped them off my seat and down my thigh. They bunched around my ankle, my pussy clenching in expectation. Every suckle from the two hunk nursing on me sent pleasure shooting down to my pussy.

"Damn, you 're wearing the justly sort of panty, are n't you ?"said Ken."I ca n't wait to try your milk."

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

"tinker's dam, she might have the height of a piffling girlfriend, but that rear end is suppurate,"groaned Ken.

I whimpered as he kissed my rump, his rasping whiskers feeling as Nice 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 virgin cunt. He brushed my fold and caressed my hymen. I quivered, my nipples throbbing and aching. Milk squirted from them as the two boys gulped it down with such thirst.

I trembled, my orgasm building and building.

Ken squeezed my rump as he fluttered his tongue up and down my slit. Ken licked up my succus. I could experience them dripping out of me, another sweet and creamy delicacy for the boys to enjoy. He brushed my button, sparks bursting from it just like bliss zapped from my nipples. I groaned, loving every mo of this. My toes curled in my shoes, my pussy 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 raw berm."Oh, Ken, you 're going to get so a great deal milk. Just pass water me cum. Lick my pussy and realize me explode."

"You 're going to drown me in your puss cream, and then I 'm going to breastfeed all the milk out of your boob,"he growled.

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

I had three boys suckling on me. Both my nipples and my clit throbbed and ached. They all sent such tremendous electric arc of pleasure shooting through me. My nipple spurted their milk into the two male child'hungry mouths. They gulped it down, their strong hands kneading my growing tits.

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

I was coming closer and closer to my orgasm. Ken 's goatee rasped against my pussy back talk through my bush. His tongue fluttered against my Virgo fold, pressing on my hymen. He lapped up my sweet ointment while the two other son nursed on my sweet Milk River. They gulped it down with such hunger. They were swelling my breasts larger and larger.

I just knew I would gain J-cups.

I would let those big dummy just like I wanted. yummy bag. They would be perfect. Just amazing. I whimpered, trembling as I hurtled towards that wonderful moment.

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

"I ca n't wait to give you cum,"groaned Anthony. The tall, Shirley Temple 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 pussy backtalk. I shuddered, trembling. Both my teat throbbed while Tim sucked at the Sami prison term. My milk squirted into their mouths, sending dual jolts of lightning zapping down to my cunt. My Virgo goofball became electrify. I gasped, the flow of walking on air rushing through me.

I came.

My kitty-cat convulsed and spasmed. I felt my succus gushing out of me. They flowed, spilling into Ken 's hungry rima oris. He licked and lapped up my sweet emollient while my white meat milk continued to flow into Nate 's and Tim 's hungry maws. I shuddered, the flicker zapping through my mind.

lead danced before my eyes.

I shuddered, my full body convulsing. My hands grabbed my ponderous knocker, squeezing out my milk into Nate 's and Tim 's suckling mouth. I whimpered, my chief shaking. It was so right. So wonderful.

"Make that HuCow slut cum !"Mark Antony shouted.

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

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

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

Nate ripped his lip off my nipple. Some of my creamy Milk River had spilled down into his dark goatee. He grinned at me, nodding."I 'll swop, Ken."

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

I shuddered, Tim still suckling with such hunger 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 succus. My pussy cream had utterly drenched him. I could smell it, a sweet aroma, but unlike from the delicious ointment that squirted from my nipple. I groaned as he darted in and kissed me. I shuddered, tasting my cunt.

A zipper rasped behind me.

"Oh, Nate is going for that cunt,"Marcus Antonius cheered."Go for it, fop. Damn !"

"Booyah !"Nate shouted.

Just as Ken broke the kiss with me, I felt something pressing into my pussy. It was n't a oral cavity. It was n't a fingerbreadth. It was duncical. Spongy. I gasped as it slid up my slit rim to my hymen. I threw a face 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 field to imbibe all my creamy breast Milk River. I shuddered, my dead body on fire.

"Yes, boys have to fuck me to wassail my knocker Milk !"I moaned.

Every boy in the schoolroom cheered their fervor. It was a Leontyne Price they were all more than leave to pay to drink my milk.

Ken latched onto my pap, suckling tough. His bumpy goatee rasped against my areola and soft tit. I shuddered, wiggling my hips and rubbing my hot puss into the cock 's tip nudging me. I was so aegir to lose my virginity. I hugged both Ken and Tim to my tits, loving as they suckled on my udders.

Nate thrust.

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

My first cock ever.

I gasped and moaned, swiveling my hips. I squeezed my snatch around that get cock. Nate groaned, his hand squeezing my hips. I was bent over to nurse both Ken and Tim, my ass thrust out behind me.

Nate drew back his hips and then plunged into me again. He slammed his cock hard into my pussy. I gasped at the force of his dick burying to the hilt in me. His fork smacked into my rump, making my butt-cheeks jiggle. My big udders rippled, moving as the two hungry 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, pledge my Milk by fucking me hard. Make me burst forth !"

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

"You have to fuck a HuCow hard !"growled Anthony."You just British pound sterling her snatch. And early places."

I shuddered, wanting to notice those other places.

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

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

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

The more creamy treat I delivered to my hungry boys.

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

He suddenly seized my Black person hair and yanked my head back. I gasped, loving his dominance. He fucked me firmly. His right stroking rammed to the hilt in my cunt. I trembled, my slit clenching down on him. Stars fit before my heart. It was so acute. 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 Same time just as Nate slammed into me.

It was what I needed. I exploded.

My pussy convulsed and writhed about Nate 's cock. He grunted, fucking into my spasming depths. Waves of hot passion flooded through my torso. The hurry of pleasure was electrified by the zapping joy shooting from my tit. Both son suckled as my orgasmic bliss swept through my mind. I screamed out in exaltation, buckling hard.

"Fuck !"Nate grunted.

"Cum in me !"I howled."flood lamp me with all that come. Yes ! I 'm a human 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 wonderful emollient into me. I shuddered, the milk squirting from my mamilla into Ken 's and Tim 's hungry mouths. I whimpered, a undulation of pleasance sweeping through my body as my pussy milked Nate 's erupting dick.

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

It was incredible.

"shtup,"groaned Nate."You 're up, Tim. You got to make her cum to pay for that sweet 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 lips, milk staining them."Sit on my dick and ride me. Then I can hold on nursing you."

I nodded, groaning as he sat down on a chair, shoving the desk away from him. He unzipped his jean and squeeze them down, lifting his rump up from the seat. His cock stretched out his miserly whitey underclothes. The fruit of the Loom came off following. There he was, his big dick unveiled. My cum-filled pussy clenched.

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

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

I let out a wanton moan.

hired man seized my head, turning me. I gasped to see the nerdy volition thrusting his putz at my oral cavity. Before I knew it, I was suckling on his cock. I nursed on him like the two male child nursed on my heavy bosom. My pussy squeezed around Tim 's midst dick. I groaned, reveling in the spirit of his calamus. I slid up and down him, my pussy clinging to him, the rubbing incredible.

I moaned around that dick in my mouth.

Will groaned, his hands gripping my top dog as he fucked his dick in and out of my mouth. He had this wild look behind his glasses. He grunted and panted, eagre to realize the right hand to suckle from my bag. I cupped his balls, massaging them as he plunged his cock over and over into my mouth. tarradiddle ran down my chin as I suckled.

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

My puss gripped him. I held his wonderful cock as I worked up and down his shaft. The smell of him in me push me to just ride him. To just enjoy every inch of his shaft in me. I would cum on his hawkshaw. I would explode on that thick cock. I groaned, wiggling my hips.

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

I did n't sleep together why I was favorable. Did she have in mind because I had my big, punishing nipple ? I could just secernate they were J-cups now. After Nate had cum in me, after the male child at suck my tits, they had swelled into such a rattling, massive size.

I worked my pussy up and down Tim 's stopcock faster and faster as my exhilaration ballooned.

A rooster 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 Black guy brought his turncock to my bastard. My nineteen-year-old dead body quivered. I was about to be sodomized. To be double-penetrated.

I would have peter in all of my holes. I would lactate and nurse at all three of the boy'cock. I would relish them.

I sucked so hard on Will 's dick as Antony 's thickheaded cock pressed against my virginal shit. My sphincter stretched and stretched and stretched. I shuddered, squirming on Tim 's shaft as that Black cock popped into my asshole. I groaned throaty pleasure, moaning around will 's prick.

I shuddered, Anthony 's midst dick plunging deeper and cryptic into my bowels. This wonderful heat met the silky delight in my kitty-cat. The two dissimilar friction merged and melted together, driving me towards another amaze climax. My teat burst with electric delight, my milk squirting into Tim 's and Ken 's thirsty mouths.

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

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

Mark Anthony chuckled as he drew back his dick. My gut clenched around his cinch, the friction intense."That 's what I thought. You cum so surd. I 'm going to satisfy your cocksucker with my cream and then suck all that sweetness, odoriferous milk out of your tits."

"Yes,"will groaned, his cock plunging intemperately and flying in and out of my oral fissure."That sounds hot ! Do that to her !"

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

My pelvic arch danced, stirring my snatch and asshole around Tim and Mark Antony 's big dicks. They worked in and out of my holes. Two different, amazing rubbing. The silky friction in my cunt and the velvety delight from my asshole. They swelled inside of me, forming a wonderful storm fed by the electrical energy shooting from my nipples.

more and Thomas More drool ran down my chin. I squeezed my center shut, construction and building towards that climax. I was so close. Anthony fucked me heavily, driving his dick deep into my asshole. His crotch smacked into me. His ball thudded into my flesh over and over. I shuddered, my eyes fluttering as this astonishing cloud nine built inside of me. The storm grew.

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

My sexual climax exploded through me.

The storm swept through my body. My mother fucker and slit writhed about the two dicks. Howling idle words of rapture swept through me. Zapping bolts of lightning electrified my head. My teat squirted even more Milk River into Tim 's and Ken 's hungry mouth. I gulped down my dainty as I squealed around will 's dick.

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

I groaned as the jizz spilled through my mouth, swirling around my teeth. I gulped it down, my tongue massaging the bottom of his cock. Thomas More and more of his boy-cream flooded my mouth. I savored every cliff. I reveled in this wonderful import. It was incredible. Amazing. I never wanted to cease. I felt so woozy as this luscious pleasure rippled through my body.

Anthony drove his hawkshaw deep into my mother fucker."God fucking damn, HuCow slattern are amazing !"

The pitch blackness guy fired his jizz into my whoreson. spirt after wonderful jet of his cum flooded me. Boys cheered around me, all aegir to taste my milk. To fuck their cocks in and out of my mouth and pussy and SOB. To give me their salty cum. I wanted it all.

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

Susan Anthony ripped his hawkshaw out of my asshole. He seized me under my armpits and hauled me off Tim 's turncock. He pulled my huge bag away from the two boy'hungry mouths. I gasped, suddenly pressed onto a desktop.

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

The boys used me. They fucked me over and over and over again. Each one gave me such a wonderful coming and spurt after spurt of their hot jizz. Then they got to breastfeed from my tits. They latched onto my J-cup chest and nursed milk from my udder. It was marvelous. I groaned, savoring every bit that they were using me. It just felt so right.

I was their dairy human being cow. My bag were detached for any boy or man to use. All they had to do was give me their jizz and throw me cum.

It worked out in force for all of us.

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The physical body chortled in delectation at the solvent of its newest duet of panties. It had turned that flat-chested girl into a lactating slut.

It had a unlike idea for its next brace. Not something so radical. Something fun. Something that would be sheer. To drop it off would be a endangerment in of itself. It would feature to venture into a new locating. It would need all of its conjuration to keep from being discovered. It would be a stranger.

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

But it would be worth it.

It stroked the pair of panties, loving the invention. They were all black, cut narrow in the front and rear, the waistband only strings. It had some treat lace decorating the strawman. Two news were printed in bright, atomic number 79 varsity letter on the binding. Daring letters.

TOP BITCH.

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

To be continued in the succeeding tale of Mind-Controlling step-in ...