More Milk, Please

Perhaps it was because of the peculiar way she was feeding.

Veronica felt her mind slightly blurring.

A faint pleasure emanated from her breast, accompanied by the peach scent of her body lingering around her.

Her face, which had flushed red with embarrassment from the act, was now stained red with faint pleasure, taking on a different meaning.

As if oblivious to Veronica’s predicament,

Asha clung to Veronica’s breast, pressing her teeth around the hardened nipple and licking the beads of milk that had formed with her soft tongue.

“Ugh… Ahh…”

Because she was a patient.

Veronica had accepted it without pushing her away, knowing that Asha wasn’t in her right mind.

But as she found herself pushed onto the bed, having her breast sucked, strange thoughts kept popping into her mind.

No, more importantly, is this brat really sick?!

Anyone would think so, seeing her hand on the other breast that wasn’t being gnawed on, kneading it.

That action was as if she was marking even what she wasn’t currently holding as her own territory.

Had she regressed to infancy?

A slightly annoyed voice was heard.

“…Hey.”

Asha didn’t give any particular answer to Veronica’s call.

It wasn’t an answer, but she merely moved her hot body to greedily seek out the milk.

Sounds too alien for a child suckling at a breast continued to echo in the room.

Seeing that there was no answer, it seemed she wasn’t in her right mind.

But seeing her vigorously munching mouth… Veronica doubted if she was truly sick.

Veronica exhaled a hot breath and placed her hand on Asha’s forehead. A lukewarm body temperature was conveyed through her fingers.

Perhaps giving her the milk she wanted had an effect, as her fever seemed to have dropped compared to a moment ago.

‘…Or maybe my body just got hotter.’

The situation of being desired was certainly good, but….

When her erogenous zones were being stimulated, the events of the previous day kept coming to mind, making her body itch.

And… 

‘…Annoying.’

Veronica put force into her hand, which was still on Asha’s forehead.

Asha, who had been vigorously suckling, easily fell away, almost to the point where Veronica felt a sense of powerlessness.

Veronica’s eyes crinkled slightly due to the nibbling teeth, but it was expected.

Asha blinked her eyes with a questioning look, her mouth smeared with a milky white liquid.

Veronica swallowed hard and got off the bed.

Then she rummaged through her bag, from which she had taken out the Breast-enlargement Potion.

…There must be some extra potion left.

While rummaging through her bag, Veronica found a box she hadn’t seen before.

It was the box containing the ‘potion’ that Asha had ultimately failed to hand over to Cordelia.

Veronica opened the box as if possessed and checked its contents.

‘…It’s here.’

A familiar pill was visible.

She didn’t want to do this.

…No.

It was made from a potion anyway.

Isn’t it just a difference of whether it comes out from above or below?

Veronica picked up the box and approached the bed.

Then she saw Asha lying on the bed, licking around her mouth.

‘…How much did she want to eat it?’

Veronica, shaking her head with a slightly disgusted look, opened the box and swallowed one of the pills.

It had a refreshing fruity taste.

She placed the box on the edge of the bedside table, out of Asha’s reach.

A familiar heat was felt in her lower body.

As if embodying the stimulation she had received so far, a large, erect rod swelled the fabric of her clothes, twitching.

‘…Hoo.’

Squeak.

Veronica stepped onto the bed.

With careful steps, Veronica cast a shadow over Asha and slowly lifted her clothes.

Beneath the lifted fabric, the largest phallus that had ever grown on Veronica was revealed.

Matching her already highly aroused body, clear fluid was dripping, drip, drip, from its tip.

Drip… drip.

Hot, sticky, clear fluid dropped, plop, plop, onto Asha’s face.

Asha’s eyes blinked as she looked at the rod casting a shadow over her face.

“Sniff, sniff…”

Then she sniffed.

Veronica felt a shiver and squeezed milk into her palm. Then she noticed the mark Asha had left.

‘…There’s a tooth mark.’

How hard did she bite?

Feeling a strange sensation, Veronica, with milk on her palm, applied it to the glans at the tip of her phallus, the rod.

“Huu…”

Then Asha, who had been sniffing as if to confirm its identity, opened her mouth.

Her soft tongue licked the glans at the tip of the phallus, which resembled a turtle’s head.

Her soft tongue, still warm, flickered out like it was licking a lollipop.

After tasting the milk on the glans, Asha actively wrapped her tongue around it. Veronica trembled from the shiver running down her spine and the pleasure emanating from her hardened rod.

‘Th-this much is fine.’

Someone else filled her stomach completely.

This much… this much….

Veronica, feeling a shiver, placed her hand on her breast, squeezed out milk once more, and let it flow onto the rod.

As if in response, Asha’s dainty mouth now took Veronica’s glans deeply inside.

“Ugh!?”

It was a strange sensation.

A sensation like pushing her body into intensely heated water. Not stopping there, her elastic tongue licked the glans back and forth, trying to lap up the milk clinging to it.

“Slurp… Habub… Chyuup…”

“Ugh… Th-this feels good…”

Veronica panted hot breaths, squeezing milk onto her glans, while with her other hand, she stroked the shaft of her phallus where Asha’s mouth couldn’t reach.

The clear fluid secreted from the phallus, Asha’s saliva, and the pure white milk mixed together, creating loud, vulgar slurping sounds.

Chug-chug, chug-chug, chug-chug.

Munch, munch.

Veronica began to drool saliva from the corners of her mouth.

As the amount of milk flowing onto her glans decreased due to the surging pleasure, Asha began to suck Veronica’s glans with strong force, as if asking why it wasn’t coming out.

“Agh!? W-wait, wh-what are you doooing…”

Vulgar, air-sucking sounds could be heard.

Asha’s soft cheeks, holding the glans, looked sunken.

And yet, she didn’t forget to lick.

Veronica’s phallus throbbed, ready for ejaculation.

“It’s, it’s coming… it’s coming… Asha, the pure white milk you want is coming outtt…!”

Gush! Gush!

Pure white semen began to pour into Asha’s small mouth.

Semen mixed with various other fluids.

Asha gulped it all down her throat, as if it were milk.

Veronica, ejaculating with a messy face while stroking the shaft.

In her eyes, she saw Asha’s throat swelling as she swallowed her semen.

At that, the ejaculation intensified.

The phallus, which had spewed semen like a leaking faucet, soon hid itself as if it had never existed.

“Haa… haa…”

As Veronica felt the afterglow of ejaculation, Asha’s face came into view.

She was holding her mouth open in the same position she had been in, holding the glans.

A little semen she hadn’t managed to swallow was still on her, but her slightly parted mouth was clean, only filled with saliva.

As if… she was asking Veronica to check that she had swallowed it all, Veronica’s lust surged.

‘J-just one more time…’

Then she shook her head vigorously.

No… no, not any more than this.

Veronica carefully wiped away the semen from Asha’s mouth.

Then she lay down next to Asha on the bed.

Asha, who had been exhaling lukewarm breaths, turned her body and looked at Veronica.

At that gaze, which somehow seemed to blame her, Veronica blushed and opened her mouth.

“…What.”

Asha didn’t reply, but smiled with hazy eyes, then pressed her face against Veronica’s breast again.

“…Of course.”

The two of them, facing each other, their bodies intertwined.

Soon, the sound of Asha suckling at her breast was heard again.

‘…Just how much does she intend to eat?’

Someone would have to keep eating it until the potion’s effects wore off anyway.

Her strange obsession with milk was a bit puzzling, but…

It was soon forgotten amidst the ticklish sensation from her breast.

Veronica sighed and hugged Asha.

“…Alright, eat your fill.”

As she stroked Asha’s light pink hair, Veronica’s eyes also slowly began to close.

It seemed to be due to the warm body heat, and also due to her grand ejaculation.

‘…Or maybe I caught it too.’

If so, wouldn’t it be your turn to nurse me this time?

Veronica stroked Asha’s soft hair and gradually drifted off to sleep.

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The first sensation I felt upon regaining consciousness was not:

My head throbbing,

Nor my body feeling heavy.

Ah, though perhaps it was somewhat related to feeling heavy.

Anyway,

…it was that my stomach felt incredibly bloated.

A feeling like I had severely overeaten something.

As I rolled my tongue as if savoring a taste, a strangely complex flavor was felt in my mouth.

A taste that was sweet yet bitter.

And a little salty too, perhaps?

‘…This feels familiar.’

It felt like a taste I had experienced before.

As I smacked my lips and blinked my eyes, something light pink came into view.

My vision gradually sharpened.

Only then did I realize what it was.

‘…This is a breast… isn’t it?’

On the white skin, there were numerous red, blotchy marks.

That would mean someone was in front of me….

As I slowly moved my now normal body and emerged from under the blanket,

Veronica was visible, exhaling hot breaths with her eyes closed.

“…Veronica?”

At my murmur, Veronica’s closed eyelids were laboriously lifted.