My body trembles as the machine works its magic, my breasts swelling to their fullest potential. little. My breasts swell even more, the nipples hardening under the pressure of the suction cups. He starts to move, slowly at first, letting me adjust to the sensation of being filled. Master would come in and collect the milk every day. cow.” he grins. He explained he had another project he was working on that was taking up most of his time. Now it’s time for the real fun to begin.”
His words send a shiver down my spine, and I can’t help but feel both excited and terrified. My body is changing, adapting to his design, and the milk that drips from my nipples is just the beginning. He sits me down in a chair and attaches the milking machine, the suction gentle at first, but growing firmer as he adjusts the settings.
