My Brothers Milk Cow
Hannah has an embarrassing condition and can't find her pump. But Curtis and Logan are more than willing to help. What's a sweet young thing to do but accept the kindness of others? And then they insist she say…Moo. When Hannah finally discovers her true nature, will roleplaying become real life? More
Hannah has an embarrassing condition and can't find her pump. But Curtis and Logan are more than willing to help. What's a sweet young thing to do but accept the kindness of others? And then they insist she say…Moo. When Hannah finally discovers her true nature, will roleplaying become real life?
Warning: This 5800 word story contains explicit descriptions of a BDSM human dairy cow roleplaying scenes, complete with milking, suckling, domination, submission, and creampies, not to mention lots of warm, sweet squirting milk. It is intended for ADULTS ONLY.
* * * Only for 18+ adults * * *
"Hey, Hannah, what you doing?" Logan said.
"Aaiiee!" she cried, spinning around to find both brothers looking her over with relish. Her belly fired up, and her pussy got real achy, hot, and wet. It was scary how fast her body reacted, and where her mind kept trying to go. So Hannah tried to focus on her problem at hand, and hopefully control the situation by guiding their thoughts as well. "Oh. Hi. I mean, where's my pump?"
Tiny smiles tugged at the corners of their lips, though they showed no other reaction. Hannah knew it was enough. They hid her pump. Her breasts ached even more with that knowledge. She looked them over, having a bad feeling she knew where they were all headed.
The brothers were both wearing plaid pajama bottoms, nothing else. Logan wore red and Curtis blue. Again, Hannah's eyes were drawn to their crotches. Their big, bulging crotches. It got really hot, really fast. And a lot more difficult to breathe.
"Pump? Do you need help again?" Curtis said.
They moved towards her. Hannah backed up against the fridge, shaking her head as she panted. Wicked little smiles spread across their handsome faces. Her brain kept going to bad, nasty places she struggled to purge.
"Please, I don't want trouble," Hannah begged. She glance at their bulges again, averted her eyes and licked her lips. "I just want my pump. I need relief, without any…"
"Oh, we can give you lots of relief," Logan said.
She looked up into his face. For a long breathless moment she was held by his gaze. That gaze sent the most amazing sensations rippling through her body.
About the Author:
Ana Thalia is a Texas writer. By day she is a hard working IT Professional, but at night she lets her hair down and writes to relax and entertain. She loves to write Fantasy, of the epic type, but sometimes she has other little fantasies that need to be told.