Leche
𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭 : Ushiji
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Leche
𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭 : Ushiji
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Good news, test subjects!
The new hucow formula is guaranteed to add at least 5 cup sizes to anyone who takes it, and multiplies lactation capabilities accordingly too! Potential downsides? Wellll.... mmmm... you moooight lose some cognitive function.
*wet spots start appearing on my top as my bra snaps*
Uh... ignore that.
Still thinking about all the stories where someone is at a cafe and asks for a "iced latte with breast milk"
I like to imagine just asking someone that and them going "uh sorry we don't serve that here" and suddenly feeling a weight in their chest as it starts to grow and fill, and it gets so large that it burst thru their shirt and starts dripping with milk. Now they got to fulfill the order, I mean, they have to milk their breasts anyways, might as well get some extra money out of it.
Plus charging extra for straight from the tap
And all this money enough to ignore their chest is getting heavier and milker even with all the new customers asking for requests
Oh well
I wonder if they're hiring...
Being strapped to a table where researchers keep poking and measuring and teasing you until you get wet and flustered. They bring out a baster full of strange goo and shove it inside you, pushing every ounce of the cold thick fluid inside. It takes a little under an hour for your belly to start getting big, your stomach muscles keep tightening as if to fight against the expansion happening inside. Your observers watch apathetically and bring forth a cold metal tray to place between your legs. As your body continues to change, you wriggle and pull against the restraints but they hold you down and keep taking measurements, keep rubbing and stimulating your body. You lose sight of your toes as the mountain of your belly thrusts upwards, jagged with veins and growing transluscent with some unnatural color. You never even conciously push but you hear the splat of eggs hitting the tray, one after the other. They keep growing inside you and overflowing out onto the tray as gloved hands stroke you into orgasm again and again.
recent crocs/gators
I've long been enamored with this idea: Of someone miserably pregnant, but whenever they grouse about it, their breeder is quick to remind them, they literally asked for this — in the throes of passion, they begged to have as many babies put in them as possible. They got exactly what they asked for, and there's no backing out now~
Bonus points if it was recorded, so it can be played back to their embarrassment~
She said she was your biggest fan.
Your substance abuse issues were a matter of public knowledge, but, to be fair, so were every other rock musicians’. So maybe things were a little worse now, after you blew off your 5th gig in a row to pass out in your dealers apartment, but you were still holding it together. You definitely did NOT need to go sober.
That being said, it was remarkably easy for an obsessive stalker to catch you completely alone and already unconscious. You didn’t even realize what was happening until she pulled you from the trunk of her car. You made some weak gesture towards escape and she tased you into a whimpering, twitching mess on the floor. She draped you in a hoodie and supported you in your half-stumble up the stairs to her apartment. You looked like any other couple coming home after a night out. No one could even see the taser pressed to the small of your back.
ふたけっと36新刊『ミルクぱにっく』です。 牛娘さんとふたなりさんのイチャラブ短編です。 オリジナルふたなり百合です。よろしくお願いいたします。
Forced lactation?? Forced lactation tonight? How's forced lactation tonight sound? No choice but to swell up and ache until someone relieves your udders? Drippy milky tits/chest?? Humiliated by your own body filling with milk? Forced lactation tonight? ????
lactation as bondage, or better, body horror. knowing that once your tits are full, they'll never be empty again. sure, if you can survive the ache, the engorgement, the pain, your milk might dry up after a few weeks. but no matter what, you'll have been permanently changed. you'll never forget that throbbing ache of being full, or the blissful release of being milk. you'll always have that humiliating memory of leaking in front of your friends. and worse, you'll know that it would be so, so easy for it to start again. one slip up, one too many minutes spent playing with your nipples, and you'll be back to dripping milk at the slightest suggestion. because once your tits have made milk, they will Always be able to make milk again. you will have been fundamentally changed into someone with the threat of your udders swelling with milk one day, no matter what you do.
The idea of having a friends with benefits type relationship with the monster in your closet or the monster under your bed is so hot to me.
Waking up in the middle of the night to feel the tentacles of the thing under your bed creeping up your leg and pushing at your holes, falling back to sleep with a satisfied smile as you feel it slip inside of you.
Getting ready for bed and hearing the closet door creak and knowing that in moments you will be bent over the bed and filled with its cock, fucked senseless and left dripping with its cum as you pull the covers over you.
Getting up in the morning and casually suckling on a tentacle as you get dressed, feeling it writhe and throb and twitch inside your mouth and knowing you’re making the monster happy.
I have ideas. So many ideas.
Love this 🥛🥛🥛
Selling my milk to buy more bovine growth supplements to make more milk so I can sell more milk to buy more supplements to,,,,
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Cow print, like if you agree, reblog to be turned into a milk machine,
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Being cock drunk is REAL and it CAN happen and I REALLY REALLY THOUGHT it was just a cute little idea like lol what if taking dick could make you totally stupid and forget everything you know OTHER than dick. But no it's very very real and makes you say very very depraved shit
(Rosalina’s Supernova Breasts by Merellden on DeviantArtから)