#k: lactation

[modx-reborn]

Kinktober day 1: Lactation with Dream

Oh yeah did I mention that I am doing them in my preferred order? Not the list's order.

No? Welp lets go!

Minors DNI!

It was something you knew could happen, after all your dear sweet partner had something of an obsession with your chest, always mouthing and latching to one of your nipples the moment you had your shirt off, regardless of if it was sexual or not they were their lips wrapped around your nipple stiff or not, and now... 

Now here you are, awkwardly cupping your chest and watching as your ever-unhinged partner pushed that damned smile mask away from his face and narrowed his eyes at you. Between your fingers dripped the evidence of what his little obsession had made your body do, milky off white dripping from between the cracks of your fingers and leaking down your fingers, he had suckled his way into having you lactate, it was awkward and left your chest tight as pressure built till you were as you are now. 

Leaking. 

Sure dream hadn't wanted this initially, but now that he was looming over you pulling your hands away tongue tracing along the path your milk had taken, swirling his tongue around each finger, there was nothing about this he wouldn't love. Now when he pressed his lips to your chest he could have more of you, taste something that was wholly his doing, something that was all him and all for him. 

"Honey, is there something you want to tell me? Or maybe you'd prefer I drink it from you-" bending at his knees slightly, lets him press his cheek to your collarbones, staring up at you between flicking his gaze to where you were still leaking,"-cause I'm damn sure this isn't how I left you this morning..." 

This morning... This morning was one that you would never forget, you had woken up to dream latched to your chest, as usual, one hand rolling and playing with the nipple he wasn't suckling the skin around where he was playing felt tight but you had thought nothing of it, brushing it away as he had been prone to suckle and tug at your chest in your sleep, having told you it was great for him to watch your sleepy face twist as he played with you. 

Even as you had whined and tried to push him away, there was no way you would have been able to move him, the weight of his body pressed against you and the feeling of his cock hard in his sleep pants as he rutted against your thigh, grunting as he feels your weak attempt at pushing him away. 

The morning had ended with your chest littered with hickies and imprints of his teeth, his cum splattered across the expanse of your torso as he panted and smiled down at you, sweeping away from you to head out with nothing more than a smile and a peck on the cheek. It was when you tried to bathe, hands gently trying to clean away the mess he had left that you had started leaking, the barest brush of your fingers had been the trigger. 

Hours later and you had still been leaking, shirts dragging against your nipples awkwardly, wet patches blooming as you soaked through the material. 

If Dream had been unable to leave your chest alone before, there was no way he would even stop now that you were leaking, now that there was something new for him to take from you, something new to devour. And by how he was hunched over against your body, letting heated puffs of air brush against your skin as a warning before he was latching just as he had this morning, there was no getting to the bedroom before he would take this oh so much further than just suckling. 

[darlinglittletoy]

Oh, you'd be gorgeous hooked up to a milking machine for hours, wouldn't you? Such a pretty slut, you'd get milked dry and then some. Maybe you can even take a good knot breeding up that ass of yours! Wouldn't that be lovely? Milked and bred and used for the pleasure of others

yes yes yes!!! yes that would be very very lovely 😵‍💫😵‍💫🤤🤤

[darlinglittletoy]

You deserve to be bred until you're bulging, then to have those sweet tits of yours milked dry. Mm, not sure if it would be more fun to squeeze those milky teats to let the milk spray, to suck you well, or to find you a nice milking machine... guess we'll just have to try each method of ensuring those tits are properly drained, slut. and, of course, you wouldn't have permission to cum unless your sweet master allows you to. better hold it all in, and I do hope that you get incredibly stuffed with piss, cum, and whatever amount of puppies got bred into that lovely womb of yours.

fuck fuck fuck please

milking machines are so fucking hot… uncaring mechanical overstimulation 😍😍😍

[darlinglittletoy]

dumb little cow, best to be milked with those little udders tugged and stretched out all rough.... maybe I'll be lucky enough to breed another calf into that needy cunt of yours.... keep you nice and docile, kept in place with a few nice slaps as I condition you deeper and deeper into being nothing but some leaky cattle to be used. again and again and again....

mhmm mhmm!!!! yes please yes pleaseeeee

i’m just a dumb little dairy cow and i need to be full of milk and calves 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[darlinglittletoy]

i just discovered that i can suck my own nipples and now i’m nonstop fantasizing about drinking milk from myself

[modx-reborn]

Mod I'm fuckef outta my mind on a schoolies and can j pls request simpbur with a mommy and lactation kink please, like he's so needy :(((. Also fucling love you, you hot milf/dilf.

Stay sexy

-🍄

I wanted to be a dilf but accept the milf 👑. Thank you, 🍄.

(Also plz don't die at schoolies, I like all my anons.)

Gods he was cute like this, sprawled out on your bed curls slipping through your fingers as he mouths at your chest, knowing full well that he will not get anything from you but whining so sweetly that you also wished you could give him what he wanted. There was nothing in the world that you wouldn't give to hear him murmur more at you as you play with his hair, cooing at him as you pull him away.

"Look at mommies pretty little boy, so eager and sweet for me, gonna keep you right here. After all, good boys get to stay right here, right where you want to be, and you are a good boy aren't you honey? Aren't you?"

The whine you receive in return is adorable. wide brown eyes blinking slowly as he shifts how he mouths at you, normally content t lay across your lap and suckle like that but something from the change shifts, like a tingle or a drip you feel it, and he tastes it.

You were actually lactating.

Good lord if that did not drive Simpbur further into his whiny, needy state. Even going as far as wrapping his arm around you and pressing you back into the mattress, straddling your hips as he squishes the soft skin around your nipples, eyes blown wide as he watched the first watery off white drops seep over his fingers.

[modx-reborn]

We’re back with cow hybrid!reader because god has abandoned us. Ok, listen, hear me out, some lactation shit with some country boy Sam- I’ve read some shit bestie and like Reader hooked up to some machines milking her while simultaneously being fucked, by machine or Sam 👀👀 -💫

Y'all really did see me say I'm fine with writing it and just whole ass brought it, huh? Nice.

There was some humour to be had as a cow hybrid that works a farm, well helps work a farm, the actual land belongs to Sam, the warden and local creeper hybrid that had started up these plots as a way to get away from the stress he faced on a day to day basis at his main workplace. But you were glad to help out, after all, it gave you free access to the wheat field and being able to have the smell of hay baked into your clothes, as well as some other benefits...

One namely being that when your more animal side decides to rear its head Sam is there to help you, as while most cows and humans only produced milk while and after being pregnant, as a cow hybrid it was a monthly thing that had ruined many shirts and sheets over the years, but here helping tend the field with Sam the moment the wet patches started to seep into your clothes or the ache in your chest started you had him.

Farm strong, warm-toned sam, who had no problems bending you over or seating you in his lap as he palmed at your chest, kneading at the soft skin before setting to work pinching and working on your nipples making you watch as he drew your milk out. Murmurs of sweet nothings lost in your mind as he did, to lost in the feeling of relief to pay more attention to how you had been grinding down onto Sam, rocking into the tugging, making soft noises more like you animal half than you normally would.

"Shh, Shh, it's okay. That's it, use my thigh as you like, gotta take care of my prize pet, always so helpful and pretty in my fields, work so well for me. Leak all over my fingers and sound so sweet when you do, maybe I should let you leak for a day or two next time, let it build and see just how much you can make for me hmm? Would you like that?"

Words hardly having meaning to you as between the feeling of his hands working your tits and how solid his thigh is under you, all he had to do would be ask and you would have agreed to anything. Anything to have him keep moving, keep idly bouncing his thigh and keep him milking you, working away till you were shaking in his lap having had that ache finally eased and simply enjoying the way his hand felt.

So warm and strong even now as they had been made slippery by your milk, god you were blessed to be allowed to work alongside Sam, anything was a fair price in your mind for this to continue on forever and always.

[modx-reborn]

from exploring the depths of ao3 i developed a lactation kink. now as it goes i have parental issues so brain went teehee and gave me probably the most embarassing ass thing to be attracted to.

so, anyways, c!eret starts lactating and fills bottles daily. you are one of their most trusted maids/staff members so a lot of the time you are in the room whilst they fill bottles and oh shit it's really hot. every time you leave the room your mouth is watering and dick is hard, and obviously you go back to your chamber and deal with that, but one day eret catches you. they catch you moaning and whimpering mommy between pants of their name and of course they have to do something about it, why not reward their favorite maid?

no anon tag for this one, lol sorry if this is too weird

Honey, look around my blog no one will judge you for this. Certainly not me, most definitely not me.

It was a secret kept by three of the serving staff, all of us people that had experience with people who have or had nursed a child, but rather than playing day maid we were the aids for the King, the people that were called on for soothing their aches when the court was told they had fallen ill, never anything serious, headaches and stress ache being the main names thrown around but you and the two other servants knew the truth.

The King, King Eret had started to leak, they had woken like that one day and you had been one of the two to react immediately offering ways to ease the pain and ways to stop it from seeping through their clothes during those early days, now you stand by burdened by a strange want that came over you, having to watch the king every few days as they worked away the ache, turning themselves into a picture of sin as they simply did as they needed, off white beads flicked off their fingers at the end of these sessions should not affect you like this.

But much like every other time you have had to stand watch over the king during these sessions, you are quick to scurry off, ever thankful for the towels you had to collect on the way out to cover your more obvious after effect of watching the king.

All things like this take is one mistake and suddenly the one person you never wanted to know about how badly they had begun to affect you was leaning in your doorway, watching as you kneeled on the floor, cock in hand as you chased your own high.

Whoever had packed the laundry that day was both about to be cursed and blessed, as amongst the towels had lain the kings morning shift, one that was planned to be worn but accidentally thrown into the mess of towels and sheets. Having rooms within the kings quarters was a blessing but it also meant that as you had rushed off to your room after dumping the laundry it was the first place Eret came to check if you had delivered the laundry or not.

And thus they had come to see you like this.

Uniform barely pushed out of the way, belt unbuckled and hanging limp from the loops on your pants, one hand holding your shirt away from your hips as the other had been hastily pushing the fabric of your breifs down, scrambling to wrap around your cock, knowing that you had duties to return to and hastily jacking off in your room was not one of them, but god how could you not.

The images of the king lounging in their chaise, fingers working to ease the ache of their sudden lactation was something that had begun to haunt your fantasies of them. No longer just ideas of them keeping you bent over their desk in your uniform, leith fingers wrapped around you cock as they fucked you, cooing about how good 'mommies little boy' was, now they were a jumble of the prior and visions of you wrapping your lips around their nipples and using your mouth to ease their ache.

Having them run a hand through your hair as you look up at them, being so lost in the runaway images of your mind that when your words are no longer just fantasy and have become real pants of 'Mommy' and 'please' let to bleed into the air.

If only you had opened your eyes earlier, if only you had seen how your king, Eret, the person you were so feverishly calling for as you came was watching you, at how white eyes had turned dark, how they had done nothing but watch how your hand moved, following every wet flick of your wrist. You would have known what was coming next, how when you were called to help them again it would be just you and them, being beckoned closer, strong hands pulling you to their chest as they coo and command.

"Well my dear, sweet boy, I think it's time that you make use of the mouth of yours. Sounded so pretty whining for your mommy the other day, who would have thought I could have had such a pretty boy help me all this time... Well, I think you know what to do, put your mouth to work."