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Part 1 here. BDSM erotica, fictional characters over 18.
"Continue what you're doing," Jeff told her, peering over her shoulder.
It was the hour he had designated for homework, and she had been taking notes on an assigned text for one of her courses. Typically he left her alone with her studying but he hadn't been able to resist approaching her just now.
He knew why, too. He had just received a text message from his friend, Bernard, with a brief video clip of Bernard's wife Jillian, who had given birth not too long ago. Bernard had texted the recording with only a brief caption: "Meet my new cow."
He had already viewed the two minute clip several times: Jillian was positioned with her head and wrists locked in a wooden pillory at a height that ensured she remained bent over, her pendulous breasts projecting beneath her upper body. Bernard's big hands fondled the milk-heavy globes with the casual roughness of an owner touching his property, before he seized the turgid nipples and began tugging repetitively, compelling fine jets of milk to arc through the air.
Damn, that was hot! He couldn't wait to see Daphne in a similar state, couldn't wait to give her the same treatment.
Even though she still had fifteen minutes left to her hour of homework, he hastened to her side. She was naked under the silly, sexy apron that was her uniform for completing household chores; the garment hardly prevented him from reaching in and lifting out her breasts one at a time until they pushed down on the neckline.
Daphne's breasts were of a good size. Plump, perky, full. They would get bigger though, once he induced lactation in her. He'd been doing more research and been in contact with some other knowledgeable aficionados and he was confident he could accomplish the task with the right treatment plan of hormone shots and supplements.
Once she started lactating, all he had to do was maintain a schedule of milking her regularly, and her body would keep producing milk. The female body was a miracle. The more he milked her, the more productive her body would be. He was vastly entertained by fantasies of taking Daphne out to dinner for a date, with full, hurting boobs, and having her experience a letdown in public, the slow leaking of milk staining her top, spreading rapidly as her nipples leaked.
This excited him so much that he couldn't resist giving her sweet nipples a rather ferocious squeeze. These buds would change too.
"Suck Daddy's cock now," Jeff directed hoarsely, pushing down his pants.
He gripped her braid as her hot mouth engulfed him. She sucked him for all she was worth, submissive and worshipful, as Jeff lost himself in fantasies of the near future. Daphne had no clue all that the major life changes that were in store for her. This would only be the beginning.
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Part 1 here. BDSM erotica, fictional characters over 18.
"Continue what you're doing," Jeff told her, peering over her shoulder.
It was the hour he had designated for homework, and she had been taking notes on an assigned text for one of her courses. Typically he left her alone with her studying but he hadn't been able to resist approaching her just now.
He knew why, too. He had just received a text message from his friend, Bernard, with a brief video clip of Bernard's wife Jillian, who had given birth not too long ago. Bernard had texted the recording with only a brief caption: "Meet my new cow."
He had already viewed the two minute clip several times: Jillian was positioned with her head and wrists locked in a wooden pillory at a height that ensured she remained bent over, her pendulous breasts projecting beneath her upper body. Bernard's big hands fondled the milk-heavy globes with the casual roughness of an owner touching his property, before he seized the turgid nipples and began tugging repetitively, compelling fine jets of milk to arc through the air.
Damn, that was hot! He couldn't wait to see Daphne in a similar state, couldn't wait to give her the same treatment.
Even though she still had fifteen minutes left to her hour of homework, he hastened to her side. She was naked under the silly, sexy apron that was her uniform for completing household chores; the garment hardly prevented him from reaching in and lifting out her breasts one at a time until they pushed down on the neckline.
Daphne's breasts were of a good size. Plump, perky, full. They would get bigger though, once he induced lactation in her. He'd been doing more research and been in contact with some other knowledgeable aficionados and he was confident he could accomplish the task with the right treatment plan of hormone shots and supplements.
Once she started lactating, all he had to do was maintain a schedule of milking her regularly, and her body would keep producing milk. The female body was a miracle. The more he milked her, the more productive her body would be. He was vastly entertained by fantasies of taking Daphne out to dinner for a date, with full, hurting boobs, and having her experience a letdown in public, the slow leaking of milk staining her top, spreading rapidly as her nipples leaked.
This excited him so much that he couldn't resist giving her sweet nipples a rather ferocious squeeze. These buds would change too.
"Suck Daddy's cock now," Jeff directed hoarsely, pushing down his pants.
He gripped her braid as her hot mouth engulfed him. She sucked him for all she was worth, submissive and worshipful, as Jeff lost himself in fantasies of the near future. Daphne had no clue all that the major life changes that were in store for her. This would only be the beginning.
Thanks for reading! Support my writing by leaving a comment or buying my books ❤️