Thorn in your arm - Part 3 (Early Access) (Patreon)

Finally, after literally impregnating you, the fox girl who did it to you finally told you her name. “Raeya”. Simple, sweet, a little mystical. She provided you with a place to stay for a while, and also promised to take care of the fox child with you. She also mentioned that they grow up incredibly fast, faster than 9 times as fast. Something along the lines of only really having to take care of them for about a week. Then again, the whole “Two full days of breastfeeding” part sounds a little rough. In reality though, the situation could have been much worse. You could be out on your own, without a home.

“Haiiii honeyyyy!” Raeya calls out excitedly as she arrives back home from her work. It’s hard to tell if she’s happy to see you or happy after peeping on other girls at her work all day. “Hi.” You reply bluntly, still not the biggest fan of the entire situation. “Sooooo, how have you been at your new home? Have I provided enough entertainment for you?” “Uhmm, actually, it hasn’t been that bad.” You begrudgingly admit, there’s plenty of fancy magical technologies to keep you entertained here. “Yippee!!!” Her excitement is only growing, to the point where she's actually bouncing up and down a bit.

Once Raeya settles down a bit, she begins to make a meal for you both. She’s surprisingly responsible for how much of a pervert she is. Just when she finishes up though, you begin to feel a little strange. You still haven’t quite gotten used to how heavy your titties are, but they feel heavier than usual. “Raeya, I think ummm… something is happening?” You say to her, hoping she has some sort of answer for you. “Hmmm? Whad’ya mean?” Makes enough sense, you didn’t really give her any actual useful information.

Taking a look at your chest, you notice how your already large nipples are looking especially swollen. Raeya seems to have noticed as well, and grazes them with her fingers, eliciting a soft, “Murrrr” from your fox instincts. “I think I know what’s going on here, deary!” Her excitement is rapidly rising again, which can’t possibly be a good thing for you. She grabs your tender breasts, one in each hand, and gives them a soft shake.

Slosh… Glug… Slosh

“Ooooooohhh!” She’s damn near about to explode, but your bigger issue right now is what that sound coming from your tits is. Well, it’s not really what it is. It’s more whether you’re ready to accept that you know what it is. The pearly beads of white forming on your nipples already say enough. “See, I told you it’d be fast~” Raeya says softly while she continues to jiggle your tender breasts. “Nnnghh… you don’t have to… I can do it myself. You guys have to have some machines for it, right?” You ask, looking for any way out of the situation. “Indeed we do, not everyone has the time to have someone do it for them personally. I could bring you one if you’d like.” She offers half-heartedly while still fondling your chest. “It’d be a bit though, I don’t own one.”

Seeing how swollen your tits look is one thing, but feeling it is another. The soft, warm churning and sloshing. The relentless buildup of pressure, so quickly as well. “H~How long?” You stutter, doing your best to hide your desire. “Mmmhmm, maybe… 30 minutes?” She responds, making sure to not quite squeeze your breasts as to not let any milk out. “Why do you ask? You’re able to stop your milky tits from overflowing for just a measly 30 minutes, right?” A malicious grin is plastered across her face, she knows perfectly well what she’s doing.

Thoughts flood through and invade your mind by the second. Words you could never imagine yourself thinking just a few days ago.

I want to be milked…

They’re so full…

I want to be milked so bad…

I NEED to be milked…

I NEED my fat cow breasts drained…

It’s too much to handle, too much for your feeble mind, made malleable by the pleasure of Reaya’s tender groping. “No words? That’s a shame, really. I’m sure you’d love to have these puffy, lewd nipples relieved of all that pressure. But, I’ll only do it if you say so. I’m not that bad.” It appears Reaya only wants one thing from you, it’s not permission, but an admission of need. An admission of desire. Until then, you’ll be trapped in the endless limbo of having her hands dance right around those perky, throbbing nipples of yours.

“Mmiil…” You mutter, not wanting to admit it. “What was that sweetie?” She beckons an answer. You know that you can’t possibly wait 30 whole minutes, your chest would become an erupting fountain of milk by then. You just have to, have to… “Mmm…Milk me! I need it!” “Oh no, looks like you can’t even control those cow tits of yours. I thought you were a fox, but it doesn’t quite seem like it now.” Her teasing continues, but as promised, she finally creeps her fingers towards the front and center of your breasts. Making the anticipation within you bubble out of control. The thoughts come racing again, every moment feeling like hours.

Milk me…

Tug on my nipples…

I wanna be drained…

I wanna cum…!

With her own chest pressing against your back, her arms under yours, her hands finally make it to your nipples. Those pointy pink floodgates of milk. With Raeya’s hands being rather small, and your chest being much larger than the already big fox girl average, she’s able to wrap all of her fingers around your nipples, then clasp them with her entire palm. Just her holding your nipples in her hands melts your already soft mind into mush.

With one fluid movement, she gives them a squeeze and a light tug, sending thick streams of fresh, warm milk pouring out of your breasts. Not that you really notice, too busy with cumming from your nipples for the first time. It’s just as good as when you were a guy, if not better, and in two different places. It also reverberates between your legs, the gushing of your fluids becoming squirting, spraying over your thighs and thigh highs alike.

“Amazing, you were so pent up that even with just one little squeeze you came that hard. It’s such a shame this’ll only last a few days. But I’ll make sure you’re the perfect milk maid while I can.” She comments, the teasing only making the pleasure feel better. With your mind and body already wracked, you can’t form much of a response. Not that she’d ever give you the time to actually do so though.

With her hands still on your thick milk hoses, she gives them another, slightly harder squeeze and tug. “You came again?” She says, surprised at how loud your moans are and how powerfully your body is shaking. Of course, a bigger squeeze leads to more delicious milk being sprayed from your breasts, and more milk means more relief. That combined with how rapidly your nipples have become ultra-sensitive makes for a combo of unstoppable pleasure. “You’re looking a little rough there, you can tell me to stop whenever you want. I don’t wish to hurt my little sweetie.” Apparently the first time wasn’t enough for her.

It would be easy to say no, being sufficiently drained to have her go out and just buy the milking machine for you. But you can’t deny yourself. Her delicate little hands on your sensitive body is nothing less than addictive. It’s not like you can hide it either, with your tails wagging against Reaya as she stands behind you. “Wait, before you say anything…” Raeya insists, “I’ll keep going, only if you agree that I can do a little bit of my fox girl magic on you.” “Wha… what m~magic?” You struggle to gather your thoughts to form the question.

“I was just thinking. You’re so cute all milky like this. I would like to use a bit of magic that’ll make you get all milky whenever you’re aroused. It’ll make you fill even faster when you’re aroused now, but when your natural production turns off, it’ll have it’s normal effect.” Fill even faster? It might be worth it though, if she’ll keep going if you agree. And that’d make your situation even more pleasurable… “But the effect is permanent though. It’s very strong magic. You’ll get to be my good, milky girl forever and ever then~” The proposition would be an insane one if you weren’t already so impaired by lust. But now, no logical part of your mind is in control.

Forever…

Good little mild maid…

Good girl…

Permanent…

Nice, full breasts…

Just a few words…

Infinite pleasure…

“I’ll do it! I’ll be your milk maid! Just do it to me!” You bring together the last of your mental strength to beg. “Are you sure?” Her teasing has no end. “Yes, please… please make my breasts so so full!” “If you say so dear~” She says satisfied, conjuring yet another ball of energy, then another. A milky white color, making it obvious what their purpose is. She does the same thing as before, gently shoving the balls of energy through your areola.

Immediately, your breasts begin to pour out milk. “Look at you, you’re getting your milk all over my floor!” Raeya does her best to embarrass you, all while squeezing the excess of milk right out of you. “If you’re not careful, with how much you’re cumming you might just leak just at the sight of me, hehe~” Something tells you that her jest might just be the truth with how rabid your body is to be touched and squeezed.

The experience is something out of this world at this point. Fading out of consciousness at her touch, your brain overwhelmed by the relief and pleasure of your heavy udders being drained of their seemingly unlimited (and probably magical) breast milk. It doesn’t take long before you pass out from a mix of pleasure and exhaustion, cuddling your own tail as Raeya cleans up as much as she can without disturbing you…