-Holiday Theme ask: Ruby’s birthday is coming up, and _WBY and JNPR want to make her a giant cake. Only one problem, it turns out they’re out of milk, and all the stores are closed. Luckily, Rin comes up with the solution of using Joan and Yang’s massive milkers instead. Now, if only she could get Pyrrha, Nora, Weiss and Blake to stop drinking it straight from the source...
It was the night before Halloween, and Weiss, Blake, Yang, Joan, Nora, Pyrrha, and Ren were all in the kitchens, making treats the next day for Ruby’s birthday. They had already made several dozen cookies and chocolate dipped strawberries already.
“All that’s left is the cake, right?” Joan asked, wiping her hands dry on a towel. Out of the seven of them, only she, with her large family and larger celebrations, Yang, who was used to this with Ruby, and Ren, who was always unflappable (likely due to spending several years with Nora alone), everyone else was in a rush. Well, Blake and Pyrrha were in a rush. Nora and Weiss had been relegated to preparation only at the beginning of their work, since neither could cook. At all.
They were planning on making a very large cake with both of Ruby’s favorites, chocolate and strawberries, and make it several tiers tall with whipped cream and sliced strawberries separating the layers.
Ren nodded. “Nora, get the milk from the fridge, please?” she asked her oldest friend, glancing over the recipe. She knew they would need a lot of milk for this...it was a multi-layered cake, after all, and that was before the whipped cream was made to keep the layers separate.
Nora nodded cheerfully, walking over to the fridge and opening the door, bending over and shuffling things around in it for a few moments, before the shuffling got louder, the clinking of bottles reaching all of their ears. “Renny, I can’t find any milk!” she called out after a moment, making all of them freeze.
They all knew that it was too late to go to the store; not only was it after curfew, but even if they were to somehow get to Vale, all the stores would be closed.
Turning to Weiss, who was responsible for the grocery shopping, the white haired girl raised her hands in defense. “Don’t look at me! There was plenty this morning!”
All wondered for a moment where all the milk had gone, before shaking their heads. That wasn’t important at this point. Right now, they needed milk to finish making the cake. That was what was important.
“How are we going to do this? Is there any powdered milk? Evaporated milk? Hell, condensed milk?” Yang asked, fighting the bubble of panic in her stomach. Out of all the things that could have gone wrong, why did they have to run out of milk when making the cake of all things?!
A rapid clatter of cabinet doors told her that people were looking, but when there was no triumphant noise from anyone, she slumped. Even if they got the first flight to Vale in the morning, they wouldn’t be back in time to make all the cakes, let them cool, and build it before Ruby’s birthday party!
Her mind was so focused on the gloom and doom “worse case scenarios” running through her head, she failed to notice Lian looking at both her and Joan...or more specifically, their chests.
The martial artist knew that Joan lactated something fierce, the blonde having been near tears when they had found out about how she had to constantly milk herself (and Nora had actually gotten yelled at by all three of them for being accidentally racist and asking if Joan was a cow faunus), and she had overheard that Yang did the same from Weiss’s complaints of unfairness about how big the other blonde’s bust was. But that was perfect! “Yang! Joan! I have an idea!” both blondes, and the others, turned to her.
“A-Are you s-sure about this?” Joan asked, her voice cracking as she and Yang both stood topless in the middle of the kitchen, their shirts and bras removed and folded off to the side. Joan’s face was a solid red, and she was desperately trying to cover her chest, although crossing her arms over the massive J-Cup endowments she was blessed with only made them look even bigger.
Yang didn’t bother covering herself, her DD-Cups hanging freely, her pink nipples hard from the slightly chilled temperature of the room. Even then, her cheeks were pink as well.
“We have no other options, Joan. We need milk, and you both lactate and haven’t emptied today. This solves both problems at once.” Lian said comfortingly, patting her team leader on the shoulder. She didn’t say that Pyrrha and Nora were starting at her hungrily, Pyrrha actually licking her lips and Nora’s nipples poking through her tank top.
Then again, Blake was staring at Yang, her eyes practically slits and almost glowing, while Weiss was staring between both of them, jealousy and arousal clear on her face.
Joan nibbled her lower lip, before sighing and nodding, slowly uncovering her chest. Yang bumped her with her shoulder gently. “I know this is awkward but lets just get it over with...we only need a couple cups of milk and I’m sure we can get that between us~” she teased her fellow blonde.
Both made their way to the large bowls before them and leaned over them, placing their hands on their breasts-
-only for them to be knocked away, two pairs of hands coming up to cup their breasts.
Both Joan and Yang yelped, Joan a significantly higher pitch as they looked back to see their teammates being the ones fondling their breasts. “Wha? Why?” Joan squeaked out, shivering as she felt Pyrrha’s and Nora’s fingers sinking into the soft flesh of her tits. Next to her, she could hear Yang groaning as Blake and Weiss groped at her own chest.
“You need help getting that milk out, don’t you? You have so much, but we can’t waste a drop! So, we’ll help~” Pyrrha purred, rubbing her fingers over the massive breast resting in her palm, seemingly marveling at the weight of it.
Next to them, Weiss released an unlady like snort. “Yes, you should be thankful we’re helping you empty these fat sacks of flesh~” she hummed.
Joan whimpered as Pyrrha and Nora began to massage her breasts, thin streams of milk shooting from her nipples and into the bowl, wetting the bottom with droplets of milk. Next to them, Blake and Weiss were doing the same to Yang, who was gritting her teeth.
Time passed for them sluggishly, the blondes shivering and trembling as they were drained of large portions of milk, the bowls filling up nicely with their creamy offerings. Lian released a murmur of happiness, whisking the bowls away once filled and smiling in satisfaction. “We have enough! Thanks girls, Ruby will truly enjoy this!”
Joan panted hard, quivering as she looked down at her tits, nipples swollen and still leaking milk, her pale breasts having finger marks all over them. She looked around for a towel to dry herself off with, but then cried out weakly as both Nora and Pyrrha latched onto her and began sucking. Her knees shook and nearly caused her to fall to the floor, but she was held up by her teammates.
A cry next to her told her that Yang was in the same predicament.
Yang grit her teeth as she stared down at Blake, her causal lover, and Weiss, who she swore had been interested in her sister, as they sucked eagerly from her chest, draining her of the remainder of her milk. While the tongues were wicked, and the looks even more so, she knew that she had it easier than Joan, who’s chest was much larger and likely held much more milk.
Lian worked alone, due to the others being...preoccupied, humming as she mixed the batter, filled the pans, baked the cakes, and steeped and cooled the gelatin while she beat the fresh whipped cream, mixing it in and having it ready for building the cakes later before the party.
“Okay, we’re all done! We can build the cakes in the morning for that party, and have a good time tomorrow!...girls?” she turned, only to sigh as Joan and Yang appeared almost catatonic, while Pyrrha, Nora, Blake, and Weiss were still eagerly sucking on their tits.
She huffed a sigh. “What am I going to do with you all?” she asked, wondering if she and Joan were the only normal ones.
“MMM!” Ruby moaned as she devoured her piece of cake, shivering in her seat. “This is delicious, you guys! Thanks so much! Its so milky and creamy! What did you put in it?” Ruby was so into enjoying her cake, she failed to notice Yang’s weak and tired grin, and Joan’s atomic red, utterly exhausted face.
The blonde Arc, in particular, was exhausted. She hadn’t even gotten a reprieve when they had all gone back to the dorms the previous night, as both Pyrrha and Nora had refused to let her put on her pajama top and climbed into her bed, latching onto her nipples and continuing where they had left off, sucking contentedly as they drifted off to sleep...leaving her with a restless, sleepless night of battling arousal, of her pussy being swollen and leaking her juices, since Pyrrha and Nora had pinned her arms to her sides, preventing her from moving them at all. She had been forced to masturbate several times in the shower that morning for some relief.
“Oh, just the normal ingredients...but I will admit, fresh milk makes it better, doesn’t it?” Ren asked with a sweet smile, holding up another plate with a large piece of the Strawberry Chocolate Chip Shortcake they had made.
Ruby nodded eagerly. “Do you think you can make this for me again?!” she asked eagerly. “The exact same way?” Behind her, Yang’s grin faltered a bit, and the blush grew and a look of embarrassed dread formed on Joan’s face.
Ren glanced at the blonde pair along with Weiss, Blake, Pyrrha, and Nora, all of them smiling, the latter four in a predatory fashion. “I’m sure we can do that for you, Ruby...but there’s still plenty of cake left right now! Eat up!”
Ruby did so happily, leaving the blonde pair glancing at the four surrounding them, who were no longer even hiding leering at their breasts, licking their lips in anticipation of what they would get to do again...
