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borbygorlinbbqworld · 26 days
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A weird dairy allergy.
That's what you had been told it was, ever since you were a kid. But after you had moved out from your parents' protective care, you found out the truth.
Even so, when you checked into the restaurant, you still told them to mind what was given to you. Disinterested, and barely glancing at your modest double D cups, the host raised an eyebrow.
"You mean a lactose intolerance?" he asked.
You shook your head. "No."
"Anaphylaxis?"
You only wish it were. "No, not exactly..."
"Whatever." With a roll of his eyes, he started walking toward a table. "Follow me."
You sat where he directed. Glancing at the menu, you waited for your date to arrive.
Tinder was often as cesspool of terrible choices--for both men and women--but you'd really gotten lucky finding this guy on there.
Aside from being extremely attractive (though that never really hurt, did it?), he was in his second year of residency at a children's hospital. With the looks, brains, and money all that would have entailed, he still managed to be humble, and quite charming.
He even seemed really understanding about your dairy allergy when you had told him about it during one of your late night chats.
'Wow, you must feel so uncomfortable!' he had said, genuinely sounding apologetic.
Uncomfortable had been the gentle way of putting it.
After a few minutes of waiting, your date finally appeared. He chatted with the host for a few moments, pointing at the table you were sitting at. Their conversation seemed a little longer than usual, but when he finally arrived at your table, he explained.
"Just wanted to make sure he was aware of your allergy." He flashed a brilliant smile that made your heart melt. "But we're doing a tasting. A few small servings of everything in the restaurant!"
It seemed like a good idea at the time.
But after eating a few bites of one of the appetizers, you start to feel a familiar tightness on your chest. Your boobs didn't seem overly larger, so you thought it must have been imagined.
After a few more bites though, the tightness doesn't let up. Your bra starts to creek. With another furtive glance downward, you can see you were right.
There's a crease where the bra was trying to contain the breasts and where they were starting to spill out.
"Was there dairy in this?" you ask.
Your date shook his head. "Shouldn't be. Why?"
Why? Maybe you were being too critical of yourself; if he couldn't tell they had gone up half a cup size, maybe it wasn't worth mentioning.
So the next appetizer was brought out. It was savoury, melt in your mouth...
..and made your breasts swell another size. It was very clear now that whatever you had eaten had to have had at least some dairy in it. Your bra now fit like a tiny bikini, your hard nipples rubbing against its edge teasingly as you spilled out the front of your low cut dress.
"There's definitely dairy in this food," you tell your date urgently. "I'm reacting."
He tilted his head to the side, looking at your chest. "Maybe a little bit, but nothing too uncomfortable I wouldn't say."
It certainly didn't feel that way, but maybe he was right. Maybe you were too worried about the stares you'd get.
So you continued to eat.
After the next course, you realized he had to be playing polite. Your mammaries swelled, tightening the top of your dress until there was no more give. Not only were you spilling out the front, but out the sides now too. The straps that had once been full coverage now strained with the weight of your expanding bust. You weren't sure when it had happened, but your bra had torn; it was too much for it to handle.
You jumped to your feet suddenly, your breasts bouncing back and forth as your nipples poked through the fabric of your dress. Stomping over to the host station, you tried to ignore just how good it felt when your breasts were sloshing around from the movement.
"Excuse me!" You waved your hand to get his attention, sniffling a groan as you felt your chest get even tighter.
The host looked up with a bored expression on his face until he spotted just what his food had done to your body.
"U-U-Uhh..."
The man could barely choke out a word, and he definitely couldn't help but stare. It burned a heat between your legs.
"Was there any dairy in the food?" you asked desperately.
He took a solid few minutes to answer, and only did so after adjusting a chub in his pants.
"A-A little bit," he confessed. "I didn't think it would... would..." He trailed off, keeping his stare on your breasts. Clearing his throat he finally looked away. "Your boyfriend over there asked that I put some in."
That little asshole...
You stormed back over to him, a little miffed at the fact that you enjoyed how he watched every sway.
Before you could say anything, he apologized. "I'm so sorry. I guess I didn't believe that it was true, which was wrong--but I had to see for myself."
"Well, have you seen enough?" You gestured to your swelling chest.
"I'm sorry! But how, uhh... " He swallowed, as if biting back more lewd words than what he went with. "How big can they get?"
You did your best to cross your arms indignantly, but the feeling of your arm brushing against your hard nipple made you squeak.
"I dunno, I've never been this big before."
Or this sensitive...
Your breasts felt so heavy, so incredibly full, yet every little bump or sway filled you with pleasure.
He nodded, keeping his eyes on them. "I felt guilty for kind of... trapping you into this, I guess. So I booked out the restaurant entirely, if that's any consolation..."
A quick look around proved there really weren't any other guests in the restaurant. It was a small token of sweetness.
The guy really couldn't stop staring at your breasts, and for the first time, you didn't want him to stop.
"Well, I guess if there's no one else here..." You wave your hand to grab the attention of the waiter. "Let's see how big I get."
His pupils dilated for a moment. "Yeah?"
The waiter arrived.
"A glass of milk please."
He paused, looking between you , your breasts, back to you, then your date. "B-But--"
"Whole milk, if you have it."
He didn't take very long filling your request. You raised the glass of milk up in toast, waiting for your date to meet it with his own.
You gulped down the milk, each swallow loud. Before that moment, any dairy you had had been in tiny, small amounts.
Right away, you felt the familiar tightening in your chest. The sound of ripping fabric told you your dress hadn't made it. As soon as the fabric gave way, your breasts burst forth like water breaking through a dam. They swayed from the sudden freedom, leaving you with that arousing sloshing sensation again...
They had never felt so full before! But full of what, exactly?
It wasn't long before your expanding mammaries forced your nipples against the edge of the table.
You let out a whimper.
"Are you okay? Is there anything I can do?"
So full, so full... How did your swelling masses make you feel so uncomfortable, yet so... aroused?
Whether it was to genuinely help, or so he could get a better look, your date move the table, giving you more room.
Finally, the tightness died down, and the swelling stopped. Your breasts filled up your lap, blocking your stomach completely as the heavy mounds rested on the tops of your thighs. Your puffy nipples stuck out, just aching.
In fact, your breasts in general were in need of something.
You look back to your date, wondering if the growth had been too much. But to your pleasant surprise, he was drooling over them. The thought of his saliva dripping off your engorged teets... were your panties always this wet?
He reached a hand out to touch. His fingertips gently grazed the skin near your nipple, and your breasts throbbed with need.
He took them both in his hands, gently kneading them in his fingers. But every movement hit against a gland, making you let out a soft moan.
Two pearl-like beads appeared at the tips of your nipples.
"Is that...?"
You really did feel full...
He squeezed your breasts gently, no doubt testing his suspicions.
Two streams of milk burst forth from your mammaries, spattering across the floor, the table, and his face as you let out a cry of pleasure.
Before you could even let out the demand that was on your lips, you felt your date's hot mouth on your breast. He sucked gently at first, then a hard suck that flooded his mouth with so much milk, it started dribbling down his chin.
He kept going though, suckling on the one breast while pulling the other nipple in an all too familiar fashion. He directed the spray into his empty cup of water, all while latched and guzzling from the other breast. You could hear each hungry gulp from him, which only made your panties even wetter. I rubbed my pelvis back and forth against the fabric.
He let go with his mouth momentarily, his gaze a little unfocused, like he was milk drunk. "Can't even imagine... what it's going to be like when I get you pregnant..."
And with a loud moan of pleasure from you, he latched on to the other breast, feasting greedily on your massive mommy milkers.
The feeling was pure ecstasy...
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gojou-violin · 11 months
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Nah you know what, I’m gonna say it loud and proud, idgaf 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️
KEN KANEKI WOULD DEF SUCK ON SOME LACTATING TITTIES JUST TO ALLEVIATE THE PAIN FOR HIS PARTNER
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burninglovefm · 7 days
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@wantcn
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Kirdrian immediately excused himself from the conversation the moment he saw his wife enter the banquet hall. Blood rushed to his cock as his heart soared with a great sense of pride and admiration at the view of her belly so heavily swollen and she carrying their firstborn heir as well. Showing the whole world just how amazingly fertile she was. Heavily pregnant with twins whilst their son was not even a year old yet! Kirdrian had indeed bred her well and good just barely 3 months after the birth when the maesters had confirmed to him that she was fully healed and ready to be impregnated again.
Walking towards the brunette he loved, he was pleased to see that she had worn the new gown he had recently had tailored-made for her. It had secret advantage that she was soon to find out. Greeting his queen with kiss on the lips and then giving a peck to his healthy and plump heir before he beckoned his son's nursemaid to take the child to bed.
"Come my queen. You must be famished. Allow me to guide you to your seat," he grinned as his eyes twinkled before taking her arm with one hand and letting her lean on him for support, for it was no easy feat to carry two large babies in this stage of her pregnancy. His firstborn had taken after him in stature so it was most likely these two unborn children would inherit his large genetics especially if they turned out to be boys again.
As she made to seat on the chair besides, he then smiled slyly and shook his head. "Oh no. Not there. Tonight, my queen, my lap shall be your chair again." They had been doing this quite often as of late, so it wasn't much of a surprise but this time around, his large hands firmly gripped her wide hips and he took a slightly longer time than usual to guide her on how she would sit on his lap. For unbeknownst to all, he had ensured that her new gown had a secret slit amidst the ruffles and and lace that was positioned right where her cunt would be. Thus, as he slowly lowered her down, his already erect cock subtly pierced right into her tight hole as a smirk crept on his face in witnessing her surprise reaction to it. "How do you like your new gown so far, my dear?" he gave a crooked grin once he was fully hilted all the way in her. He gave her a kiss on the cheek before his hands made way to cup one of her extremely heavy breast. With an eye contact signal, a goblet was then instantly brought over and the king then pushed down the low neckline of her bodice that was already only covering half of her breast, to expose her heavy jug before he started squeezing it, milking her right in front of everyone else at the table. A practice he only started doing recently in her current pregnancy as of a few weeks ago. Her sweet milk was his favourite drink now, even besting out wine to the bafflement of his peers.
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etheric-arousal · 11 months
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Behold! One wife on demand, of a centaur'ly persuasion, stepping forth from creeping tendrils of raw shadowstuff that seem to almost cling to her as she passes through them before quickly evaporating to nothing. She'll smirk down at Morwen from her, ah, elevated position as she reaches down to caress and lift those poor, heavy udders the half-elf has found herself burdened with thanks to the cursed cowbell. If Morwen is still wearing it, she'll give that bountiful bust a couple light bounces, just to clank it a couple more times~
Morwen doesn't even have much to comment about her taurified wife, shirt long gone and bust nearly twice the size it normal was. The touch makes her shudder and whimper, the faint ringing making them grow about an inch larger as the nipples leak thin streams. She looked up at Rose with lusty eyes, ready for whatever could come next.
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ifidiedinadream · 2 months
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no because lactation/breastfeeding kink has been hitting me so bad lately, I even had a fantasy that I would be dating one of the guys from BC or LS, somehow your boyfriend would tell to one of his friends that he breastfeed from you and that it's really something that you need to experience because it's really an eye opening experience. So through conversations you would end up arranging a hangout where his friend gets to try breastfeeding from you. (it could end up in a threesome OR it would just be really soft and fluffy with the said friend maybe falling asleep on you or something) maybe after that, it would start something and now you're always happily willing to help any of his friends out if they need that kind of comfort or help with sleeping (or help with relaxing a bit differently after the feed 👀) your boyfriend wouldn't mind of course cause you need to help your bros out sometimes and of course you only have romantic feeling for him at the end of the day, even if his friends are attractive.
okay this turned into a novel sorry lmao
IM IN LOVEEEEE DON'T GIVE ME IDEAS IM ALREADY PLANNING TO WRITE 2837181838 THINGS AND I WORK A FULL TIME JOB AAAAAAAHH 😭😭😭😭😭😭
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yandere bunny hybrid x reader
A/n: the Intro was rushed because I got too excited to write the smut. Not proofread 🌺
Tw: noncon turns to dubcon, androgynous breeding kink, little dirty talk, he's a horny bastard. Mommy kink but it can be applied to any gender. Slapping body parts, he has a minor lactation kink. Mdni please!
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★you met the little furball while you were out on a evening walk. It was the middle of winter and being cooped up inside the house all day was starting to get a little claustrophobic
★you didn't notice him at first since he blended in with the snow. Stopping mid-walk when you heard a weak little whine coming from behind you. Slowly turning around, you saw a pair of red eyes staring at you from beneath the snow
★approaching them slowly, you could finally see him more clearly. Milky white skin turning a light blue due to hypothermia. He didn't have the strength to run when you picked him up. Patting his head, you headed back home.
★giving him a warm bath and setting him next to the fireplace, you slowly nursed him back to health. He was very reluctant at first, but your touch was too comforting to pull away from. He hasn't felt this safe since he was just a baby bun! He stayed with you nearly the entire winter
★midway he starts to get himself familiar with your home, peeking under furniture and into rooms, he seemed to understand you when you'd ask him questions in English
"what's your name little fella?"
"cotton.."
★eventually you had to let him go back into the wild, just a month before spring arrived. He was reluctant but with enough convincing he finally left. Looking back at you from the forest edge, watching you wave goodbye with that beautiful smile he loves
❣️cotton who goes into heat early because he can't stop thinking of you. Burrying himself in his burrow, humping the air. Nothing is as soft as you and your bed. Nothing can make him feel as safe as your touch does
❣️he shoos any females who wish to mate away. Claiming he already has a mate. Oh he wished you'd come into the forest looking for him, to take care of him again as he fills your tight little hole up with his cum
❣️he spends most of his time shamelessly masturbating to the thought of you. His entire heat cycle has been on loop since he left, so finally gathering the balls he heads back to your cottage. Watching you from a distance, lazily stroking his already sensitive cock.
★just minding your business, you don't notice the certain bunny hybrid approaching slowly. You don't have much time to react before a familiar mop of white hair tackles you to the ground. Desperately humping your clothed sex as he whines and grunts.
"cotton!? What the hell are you doing!?"
"hah- nhg need.. mate.. pretty mate.. need to breed! Ohh!"
★you tried pushing him off, but when did he get so strong!? Pining your arms down and ripping your clothes off, wasting no time in lapping at your genitals. Eating you out like a starved man, sucking and nipping your inner thighs until he's sure you're nice and lubed up
★he carefully pressed the tip in, but he doesn't last long as he slowly sinks deeper into your gummy walls. Letting go of your arms and roughly grabbing your hips, which were sure to bruise later, brutally fucking your brains out. Slapping your chest and privates as he grinds his cock deeper
★he keeps going even after he's ripped multiple orgasms out of you. The pleasure slowly chipping off your resistance. Leaving you a blubbering moaning mess under the bunny. A pool of his cum under where your sexes kept meeting.
★it doesn't matter what gender you are, he's determined to breed you until you're swelling with his children. He couldn't wait to suck and bite your chest once it was swollen with milk!
"gonna be so pretty- mph! So pretty, all swollen 'n fat with my babies.. gonna be a good mate, right? G-gonna give me lots of 'em right? Oh ohhh! Cumming again! 'Yer squeezing all my cum out! Mommy!!"
★let's just say that you should get use to your new roommate husband, because now there's no way of getting rid of him. Ever.
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wegc · 4 months
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perv chan with tit obsession and lactation kink fuckkkk
omfg imagine perv!chan who feels himself going insane after you’ve had your baby, incapable of taking his eyes off of your swollen tits and has to excuse himself to jerk off every time you whimper in pain when they’re extra sore :(
he shouldn’t feel so flustered, you’re his wife for god’s sake and he should just tell you, but this is mortifying for him!!!
ever since you’ve had your child, all he can think about as he fucks into his fist is his longing to grope and fondle your swollen and aching tits from behind and watch the way your milk seeps and soaks your shirt, the cute buds of your nipples hard enough to poke through the fabric.
naturally, he can’t help himself one night when your tits slip out of your thin and far too tight tank top as you’re sleeping. it’s the deepest you’ve slept in weeks and you definitely weren’t waking up any time soon.
he can’t help himself from gently squeezing your breasts and watching the way your milk squirts out, feeling his cock swell and twitch in his boxers. he could cum to this image alone.
just to see, he thinks, but that quickly goes out the window when he covers your nipple with his warm mouth, softly yet eagerly suckling the liquid and groaning at the taste and sound of your quiet mewls, palming his bulge furiously.
yeah, he has no choice other than to bring this up later.
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konigsblog · 1 month
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How about Soap with a lactation kink?
something soap would definitely have: a lactation kink... 🍼
cw: afab!gn!reader, pregnancy, lactation, perv!soap. mdni 18+ only. 🔞
johnny can't help himself at the sight; your hardened nipples weeping with the white, thin liquid, rolling down your soft breasts as you moan and gasp every now and then...
you feel johnny's lips around your puffy, swollen nipples, beginning to get sore as he bites them, moaning around your aching nubs, his eyelids heavy with lust and delirium. his boner grows and leaks against his muscular abdomen, pearly beads of his warm around smearing across his lower abdomen, his breathing getting heavier as he rolls his tongue over the nub once again.
of course, he can't be too greedy — your baby needs some too, yet johnny is still envious, bitter and almost possessive of your milk, the taste being something unforgettable.
he'll twist and pull at your nipples during sex, his wet and pulsating, veiny boner rubbing against your cervix over and over again whilst you tangle your fingers in his messy mohawk, tears rolling down your pathetic face at the mixture of agony and pleasure rushing through you and pooling at your cunt. :(
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toji-girl · 2 months
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Lmaoo
Yeah I'm still okay with whatever you have to write. Nursing sounds good! I'm obsessed with pregnancy and lactation 🥴😵
Nd lol I combined two of my asks in one 💀 I wanted weird sex positions for laughs.
I am so obsessed with pregnancy too and paired with a lactation kink?! *gimme hands* I'm squealing that I have found my people lmaoo
tags: 18+ only content - mdni + pregnant! fem reader + lactation kink + riding + missionary
It felt like no matter what you wore there was no hiding the swell of your cleavage, and it was in the dead of summer so sweatshirts weren't going to happen, and all of your tops were stretched out.
Your breasts ached as they filled with milk and your body shifted your organs out of the way to make room for your growing son who you were sure was going to be born with a head of white hair like his dad.
"I think I might start walking around naked, everything I try to put on just doesn't fit right." You whined Friday evening as you and Satoru lounged in bed after having date night you wanted to melt into him.
He hummed and stroked his long slender fingers over your belly bump with a smirk. "I wouldn't mind, let's start that now." Satoru teased hearing you huff playfully before letting him undress you.
When he unclasped your bra you sighed in contentment that was followed by a groan feeling all the milk rush beading atop your nipple, the white essence leaked down the front of you which was lapped up by your husband who followed the trail of milk to your nipple.
It was something he'd done before to help you out when you couldn't get a chance to pump he had you folded in the backseat of his car while his mouth attached itself to your breast as he fucked with you with slow strokes that had you creaming around his cock.
Satoru scooted over to cup your left breast squeezing it and watching as more milk dripped from your pert bud, he was quick to clean up the mess kissing his way to your other breast and draining it as he massaged the milk ducts coaxing more out of you and into his greedy mouth.
Your fingers threaded through his hair as you guided his free hand between your legs. "Ah! Sensitive!" You hissed through gritted teeth as your pussy gushed more slick as he swirled his thumb over your clit while your back arched offering more of your breast to him.
His longe laved over each inch of exposed flesh until his lips were wrapped around your nipple again, the sweet essence of your milk coated his throat the more he drank until he had two fingers inside your pussy while drawing echoes of pleasure through your body.
"'Toru!" You squealed when he pulled off with a wet pop, his lips shiny and sticky with spit and milk as licked at your nipple unable to help himself as he rutted his hips against your thigh, each time he rubbed against you, you could feel how hard he was with a flushed face.
It wasn't long before you ended up straddling him even though you complained about being too big and swollen to ride him like this, Satoru would shush you with kisses and quiet praises as he relished in the weight on top of him while you slid him inside slowly.
You both let out collective groans when you sat down fully he sat up to wrap his arms around your waist, his mouth searching for your breasts again eagerly wanting to nurse from you again as he helped you ride him, up and down before back and forth.
Each time he stroked that sensitive spot he could feel you flutter around him and tighten your grip on his snow-white hair until you were out of breath. "Baby." You mewled softly looking down at him.
He pulled away knowing what you needed and with him, on top, he could still have access to your tits this way. Quickly he helped you on your back making sure you were comfortable, his cock throbbing and leaking until he was sliding back inside you with a soft groan.
Satoru cradled your head kissing you sweetly as he made love to you while his mouth descended down to your breasts unable to help himself, your nipple drew back into his mouth as he suckled on it thrusting his hips slowly listening to you cry out his name feeling so close.
The bed creaked adding to the soundtrack of moans and airy grunts feeling your climax wash over you, your cunt sucking Satoru in milking him for everything he has that was emptied into you.
It was a wet sticky mess when he pulled out to clean it up with his mouth, his tongue skating along your slicked pussylips before he pulled away to shower you with soft praises while helping you into the shower feeling sticky and tired he washed and dried you up gently.
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Thanks, Boss
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The idea of returning to work had been a looming dark cloud at the back of Kate's mind for the last month. Her maternity leave was over, which meant leaving her babies behind.
She had never expected quadruplets--who did, after all? But they had all been born healthy, and all with voracious appetites. Since the price of formula had sky-rocketed, she had had no choice but to nurse them and pump.
"Pump?" her mother had asked when she told her. "You mean there's still some left in there after feeding four kids?!"
It had been so hard to explain that her pregnancy had made her mammaries go absolutely haywire. In addition to expanding to exorbant proportions, they always seemed to be in hyper production mode when it came to milk.
It meant her massive breasts always felt incredibly full and heavy. During the day, it had been fine because she was able to nurse frequently, but the moment her babies went to sleep for the night, her breasts basically had to be pumped constantly or else she would leak all through the night.
She was no idea how she was going to make it through her first day back at work.
Sitting in her car in the lot, she listened to the hum of the pumps getting out as much milk as possible before she had to go into the office. She hadn't planned to pump before work, but as it was, the biggest bra she owned had started to overflow with her expanding cleavage on the drive in. So rather than let them leak through her shirt, Kate popped the pumps on, changing them to the highest setting.
She reached into the box where she'd stored the empty bottles to be used at the lunch time pumping session, only to find the box was empty. She whipped around, accidentally slamming one her her breast against the car horn.
How on earth was it only 8:50 AM, and she had managed to fill all fifteen bottles?
With a worry, she watched as the last of the bottles still attached to the pump filled up. She turned it off and capped the bottles, placing them with the others in the electric cooler sitting in her passenger side seat.
Though the pumping session--15 bottles worth!--had given her some relief, she knew it wouldn't last long; she certainly wasn't anywhere close to empty.
Kate got out of the car, doing her best to shove her uncooperative, swollen breasts back into a bra that still felt too small. She buttoned up her white shirt, ignoring the huge gaps between buttons her swollen chest caused.
She was just working on the last stubborn button when she heard a familiar voice.
"Jesus, Kate..."
She looked up to see her coworker Todd standing a foot from her, slack-jawed. Unsurprisingly, his gaze was transfixed to her huge cleavage.
Her face flushed, and in her embarrassment, the button popped completely off her shirt. "H-Hi..."
It took Todd a while to respond.
"You umm... damn... those are..." He picked his lips, keeping his gaze transfixed upon her breasts.
"I know. Pregnancy really changes your whole body..." Though it was true for a lot of women, the same couldn't be said about Kate. Her body had pretty much gone exactly back to the way it was, save for now basically being a milk factory.
Finally, Todd looked away, if only to adjust himself so that his erection wasn't as obvious. "Breastfeeding twins I guess, right?"
"Quadruplets."
"Jesus Christ..." he breathed. A red hue crept across his face, and he had to adjust himself again. "I mean, you already had huge tits. Now, you're like..." He snuck a look down at them again. "What, a J cup?"
If only.
"An M..."
He smirked and swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bouncing. "M for Mega Mommy Milkers I guess... come on, let's go. We'll be late."
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Kate stood before everyone in the lunch room, her face ablaze. Her coworkers were all men, and every single one of their gazes was trained on her engorged breasts.
The only person who didn't make her feel uncomfortable was her boss, Nolan. Tall and quiet, it would have been easy to mistake him for shy or weak willed. But he ran the company like a tight ship.
"Please make Kate feel welcome back after her maternity leave." He smiled out at his workers. "And if anyone should need a refresher on our sexual harassment policy, I would be glad to assist."
Kate heaved a sigh of relief. He had always been a good boss, looking our for people, and now--
A button from her blouse shot from her shirt, shooting across the room. Another followed, and another as her breasts tried to burst from her top.
She scrunched her eyes shut, partially in pain from engorgement and partially because she didn't want to look at the drooling men in front of her anymore.
'I'm so fucking full of milk... I really need to pump...' she anguished in her head. Though she could feel her nipples ache for release, her break was so far away. Even if it wasn't, she had already used up all her empty bottles; where would she put all of it?
"Kate, why don't you come to my office for some privacy so you can pump?"
Nolan's deep timber was polite as always; he was such a sweet angel. Grabbing her bag with the pumps in it, she made her way from the lunch room to her boss's office. Her breasts swayed and sloshed this way and that with every step she took, milk dampening her teats.
"I'm so sorry," she confessed, sitting down on the couch in his office.
Without the buttons on her shirt, she knew he could see the blue veins on her massive mammaries that indicated how full she was. Even more so, she realized her bra barely fit anymore; more than half her areolas poked out from behind the bra's desperate attempt at coverage.
"It's fine. You're a new mother, it happens."
She beamed back at him. How lucky she was to have such an understanding boss. "Thank you..."
"I noticed you didn't bring any bottles in though." He ducked into the small closet deside the water cooler.
"Y-Yeah, I sort of... used them all up already..."
He emerged from the closet with two empty 5 gallon jugs normally used for water coolers. "Will these do? Ordinarily I would say they'd be overkill, but you do nurse quadruplets... You must produce an incredible amount of milk."
Kate was too grateful and relieved to pay much mind to the embarrassment. She took the giant jugs from him and placed them on each side of her on the couch as Nolan sat down at his desk.
But rather than stare at her expanding and near-bursting mammaries, he looked down at his laptop and worked.
He didn't even glance over when she hoisted her one breast out of the bra to hook the pump on. Soon, the room filled with the relaxing hums of the pumps working on overtime. Her milk drained into the water jugs as she leaned back on the couch and watched her broad shouldered boss work.
He was so calm, and made her feel so comfortable...
'I want him to put his babies in me.'
Her clit throbbed at the idea she never knew she could concoct. But as she continued watching him, the ache of her breasts slowly subsided.
Finally, after two hours, she felt something she'd never experienced before. She pulled the pump away, and her teat didn't even drip.
She was actually empty!
Cleaning her supplies up, she eyed the 5 gallon jugs that were both nearly filled to the brim. "I guess all that milk was really in me..."
Nolan looked up, and flashed her a smile that made her weak. "It's definitely a lot. Do you need to keep it for your babies?"
"N-No..." Despite the major pump session, she knew she would be full by the time she got home. "Do you want me to dump it, or--"
Nolan got to his feet and placed a cap on one of the jugs. Removing the old one from the water cooler, he placed the uncapped one in its place. The machine made air bubbles pop to the surface of the milk as it seaped downward. With a flick of his finger on the trigger, Nolan filled a paper cup up with milk.
He raised it to her, smiling. "Cheers."
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bunicate · 5 months
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hii hehe <3
could you write more incests/ddlg smut? with lots of praise and maybe lactation? 🥺💗
⋆⁺₊❅⋆ 𐙚 ₊˚ SWEET TOOTH . wriothesley x fem reader
warnings ꒱ྀི daddy kink. lactation. tit sucking. male masturbation. cum swallowing / 18+
this can kinda be interpreted as incest but it’s more so just a regular daddy kink drabble if anything! but I saw dis an opportunity to talkie more abt wrio since he’s been heavy on the brain ! also today happens 2 be his birthday ☆ tiddy milkies is his gift ! !
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wriothesley rarely seeks out certain affections, but after the tumultuous build-up of fatigue, frustration, and annoyance he begins to find himself making his way into the very arms that rid him of those burdens. you’re already on your back when he enters the shared room— and while what he wants lies under your shirt, you make no effort to remove your top.
he likes your hardened nipples, puffed and erotically pressing against the tightness of your tank.
already accustomed to the routine, you slowly spread your thighs to welcome his larger body. you’re smaller than him, so he’s careful to avoid laying on you with his full weight.
he flicks and circles your nipples before sucking onthem over the fabric until it darkens with his spit. it’s only when your patterned camisole becomes too damp is when he exposes your sore tits swollen with milk.
his stare doesn’t falter from your lewd body, instead choosing to get more comfortable. he peels off his coat and undoes a couple of buttons of his shirt. he leans against you again to latch onto your chest. your breast in his mouth jiggles from his gentle suck that steadily increases in vigor.
he relaxes when you run your fingers through his hair tugging his soft strands. the man above you almost melts— he's temporarily free of all stress and worries, only able to focus on the sweetness that coats his throat. each nipple gets increasingly sloppy from his ministrations. he nips and licks at your areola, slurping any milk that dripped until he finds himself becoming insatiable.
wriothesley parts from your flesh only to capture both hardened buds between his lips. the shock makes you obediently arch your back and the pleasure is nearly maddening. thick cream from both of your nipples warms his mouth and he swallows diligently.
“ . . . I think I m-might cum like this.”
you drag out the syllables sounding close to something resembling a frustrated whine.
it was never really your intention to become aroused. you only ever want to satisfy him to his heart's content, but he treats you so fondly. he sucks your milk like it’s as sweet as honey, laced with sugar as though he had a sweet tooth. it wasn’t within your realm of control to muffle out the mewls that would inevitably tumble out being that didn’t seem like he wanted to stop.
light air brazed over your folds from his shifting. your pussy quivered and leaked from the lack of attention. your cunt was only awarded the faint touch of clothes as wriothesley sank his body closer to yours. you weren't sure how much longer you could be left hanging.
it was a game — the urge to cum shuffling between push and pull. it nears when you concentrate on the sensation of your tender nipples but stilts when your slick hole thumped with a jarring emptiness. so close and still far away.
wriothesley wants to smile at your admittance. he puckers around your breasts briefly before pulling away, crooning into your chest.
“cummin’ from your tits alone ?”
he raises his head in awe to get a better look at your unraveling. he jerks his thumb towards your nipple rubbing it in small circles to soothe the sensitive area.
“I haven’t even touched that little pussy yet .”
he teases you though he’s aware of his own limits. his cock strained against his jeans scuffing against the sturdy material. it slowly pulses, beckoning for release. he moves to kneel on the bed, knees on the sides of your relaxed frame. you remain still as his hands fumble with his zipper.
he pulls the metal down and it almost hurts to touch his bulge. It’s hot when his thick fingers enclose around the base, steadily getting tighter.
“daddy can’t blame you though,” he grunts, slowly pumping his length in languid motions.
“just look at my fuckin’ cock, princess. I’m hard just at the sight of you.” the swollen head creams pre-cum and it splats against your sternum. he jerks off over your chest at the view of your plump tits coated with saliva and milk.
“so cute,” he mumbles.
heat coats the apples of your cheeks and with each breath you take, your chest only begins to trickle out more of your sweetness. he positions his cock head against your sloppy nipples to catch the fluid.
he nastily wipes his tip around your achy bud— the feeling of the hardened flesh probing the middle of his flushed member was enough to make his balls twitch and threat to expel his load. wriothesley takes his other hand to pull the taut button hoping to hear more of your girlish noises.
“daddy ! y-you’re gonna ruin me. . you’re twisting my nipples -! ” you squeal.
your hips move on their own accord without guidance, slowly grinding on the bed in senseless want.
“yeah, and daddy’s gonna cum on them,” he replies in a breathless grunt. his cock is audibly wet, and he squeezes your breast, using your milk and his semen to enhance the slipperiness of his grip.
“you’re so pretty. . pretty face and fuckin’ tits, angel.”
he lifts up his shirt and bites it with his teeth, he’s growing warm, sweat glistens on his abdomen, his stomach flexing with each jerk of his fist. you watch him unabashedly as he pleasures himself.
“like what you see, doll face? since you’ve been so good, how about I give you some daddy’s milk in return?” he laughs. he feels filthy tainting his sweet girl like this, but his desire tossed any rationality he had left out the window.
“mhm . . I wan’ it daddy. ahh~”
you open your mouth and let you tongue loll out. you struggle to keep your eyes open in case his cum jets out unexpectedly but you still want to your daddy fuck himself to completion . his hand speeds up faster, and his breathing becomes ragged at your expression.
he never thought he’d find himself pathetically fucking his fist at the sight of his pretty girl with milky tits but he’s never been more eager.
“here it is baby,” he drawls.
“fuuuuuck.”
roughly, slotting his cock between your breasts, his tip messily bumps your bottom lip. both hands grab your nipples to pull your tits together and his girth gets swallowed by your fat mounds.
it’s a fucking sight.
he sloppily fucks those tits he spent hours decorating with his drool, and it becomes even more decorative as his cum spurts out in ribbons.
wriothesley goes faster, riding out his high, and his heavy balls pulse after his release.
cum stains your face and mouth, and you lick your lips, tasting the salty fluid covering your tastebuds.
 he grumbles, “good girl, suck it up just like that.”
your mouth suckles on his member and presses light kisses on the length of his shaft.
savor it he wants to say, he wants to see your mouth do other things, but he couldn’t possibly be so greedy after already getting his fill.
he reeled back to the edge of the bed and removes the remaining layers of his clothes. his chains, jewelry, his shirt, and pants. the look on his face left you feeling excited, maybe even a little scared at what awaited you. especially when the duke gives you a sly smile with lids low and heavy.
he beckons to you with his fingers.
“ass up for daddy, princess.”
and you don’t need to be told twice.
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etheric-arousal · 9 months
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I want to bred full of more. I want to be rounder, heavier.
Suck my leaky tits as you fill me.
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ifidiedinadream · 2 months
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my fantasy for a while has been breastfeeding samy/letting him suck on my nipples whenever he wants or needs to (for comfort, just to relax after a long day or just for the fun of it)
but now the tables have turned cause i need to have same let me do that to him because of those damn piercings. Sometimes I don't have the capability to deal with how hot he is since he throws these curve balls to us every once in awhile
I WONDERED WHEN THE LACTATION KINK WOULD ARRIVE ON HERE bc tbh im willing to write a reader insert with it. just for the fuck of it
like my man, samy is often unpredictable which i find fun and exciting af. the nipple piercings are incredibly hot and i can't blame you
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bunny bastard
for my beloved 🐁 anon 💋
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🐰cotton got a 9 incher I kid you not. He may be 4'9, but that monster in between his legs needs to be taken care of every half hour or else you'll have a needy bunny humping your thighs
🐰he wants lots of kids. So he'll try to make as many as possible without thinking of how to provide for them. About half of each litter makes it through infancy, the rest dying in their sleep. It makes you sad whenever you see the little graveyard you made in the backyard
🐰 he's a good father but it's hard teaching him not to fuck you Infront of the kids. Have some decency young man. You're completely appalled when he said his parent's use to do the same Infront of him and his siblings.
🐰the only clothing he doesn't immediately take off is his underwear, saying he likes the way it rubs against his dick. Weirdo.
🐰some days you can't even walk properly with how often he demands sex. He's not a one pump chump, going atleast 4 rounds before he lets you go back to work
🐰don't let him catch you lactating, he'll go ape shit begging to drink some of it. He'll sometimes get jealous of his own kids when he sees them get more attention. Immature brat.
Silly doodle ↓
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holylulusworld · 2 years
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Got milk? - Kinktober 16
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Summary: Bucky just loves your breasts, and you...
Pairing: TFatWs!Bucky Barnes x pregnant!Reader
Square 20 filled for @buckybarnesbingo 2021 (expired): Roommates 
Kink: lactation kink
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: fluff, pregnant ready, lactation kink, boob kink, breast play, implied smut
A/N: idea by @elle14-blog1​
Words: 980+
Kinktober 2022
BBB BuckyBarnesBingo 2021 masterlist
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Five years after the Avengers and their friends undid the snap, … 
“Be aware of the angry mother bear. Do not feed her. Do not touch her. Do not look at her for too long?” 
Sam reads the warnings Bucky pinned to the pinboard aloud. 
“Dude, you can’t just call Y/N angry mother bear.”
“Why not?” 
“She will get angry.”
“My wife loves me and won’t get angry.”
After the world turned normal again (if you can call the daily chaos normal), Sam, Bucky and you moved in together. 
It was a struggle for both men to get their feet back on the ground.
With Bucky being a former wanted assassin, the winter soldier on top of all, and Sam being a wanted man too, it was hard to even get an apartment.
Luckily, your granny left you her ranch. All you needed was two strong men, ready to help you renovate your home, and take care of the ranch.
It didn’t take you and Bucky long to get together. You just clicked. After everything that had happened, you didn’t want to waste much more time.
Now, five years later you are married and will welcome your first child in not four months. A boy. You will call him Jamie, or James Samuel Barnes. 
Sam is still your roommate, just like his sister Sarah and her kids. The ranch is big enough for your big family, and you wouldn’t want it any other way.
“The kids fed her sweets last time and she couldn’t sleep all night. Too much sugar is bad for Y/N and the baby,” Bucky crosses his arms over his chest. “Don’t fight with me. Y/N needs her man to take care of her.”
“Morning,” you chirp as you finally enter the kitchen. Bucky smirks as you slowly waddle toward them.
You smile at Sam before you turn your attention toward your husband, grabbing a handful of Bucky’s ass. Bucky just loves you are horny and insatiable since he knocked you up.
“Morning doll,” Bucky kisses your lips softly. He pecks your soft pillows a few times before he crouches down in front of you to press a kiss to your belly too. “Morning, punk. How have you been in your mommy’s belly?”
Your stomach rumbles.
“He’s hungry.”
“I guess we need to feed your mommy first thing in the morning, little Bucky. Lemme make the two of you some pancakes.”
“…and bacon. Baby Jamie wants some bacon this morning,” you insist. “Feed me, Mr. Barnes.”
“See, she’s a hungry mother bear.”
You frown as your eyes land on the rules Bucky pinned to the pinboard. “Do not feed her?”
“No one but me is allowed to feed you and little Bucky,” your husband makes clear that he doesn’t like it when other people offer food to you. “I know what’s good for you.”
“Yes, you do.”
Bucky hums. His eyes drop toward your cleavage as so often these days. He licks his lips, wondering if you’re already leaking milk.
You didn’t let him suckle at your nipples lately, always telling him your nipples are too sensitive.
“Buck? Bucky, did you hear me?” he struggles to meet your eyes as he loves to just look at your swollen belly and full breasts. “You are staring again, Bucky.”
“It’s just…”
“What is it, baby?” you look at the still-empty pan. “Do you want me to make breakfast?”
“No. It’s just…I got lost in thoughts again. Sorry. Let me feed my woman…”
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“Fuck, not again,” you grumble. “That’s my favorite nightgown and now it’s ruined too.”
You look down at your body, sighing deeply. There are two big wet spots on your nightgown.
“What’s wrong…oh fuck me,” Bucky’s eyes darken as his eyes drop to your chest, and even more, at the sight of the wet spots. “Y-ou’re lactating.”
“You are telling me.”
You huff.
“Fuck.”
“Yeah, fuck. I just ruined my favorite nightgown and need to get changed again.”
“Hmm…” 
“Bucky, what’s wrong?” you ask as he won’t take his eyes off your breasts. “Buck!”
“It’s…you’re lactating, and your breasts are so full. I wanna suck at your tits and taste it…”
“Taste it?” you nervously chuckle. “Wait. You’re serious? You want to taste the milk?”
“I love everything about you. I love to taste your mouth, your pussy, and even your sweat when I lick it off your skin. Now I can taste something even sweeter.”
You’re not sure how to react to Bucky’s confession. Having his mouth on you is heaven but letting him suck at your tits to taste your milk is something else than playing with your breasts during sex.
“I’m lactating, Bucky!” you mumble. “I don’t know if we should do this right now.” 
Bucky’s eyes are glued to your chest. He ignores that you have doubts. His hands shoot toward your nightgown to rip the thin fabric into two halves.
“Bucky, what has gotten into you.”
Bucky cups your face, thumb running over your lower lip as he moves his other hand to one of your tits. He growls as he feels the weight in his hand. “Fuck.”
He dips his head to press a soft kiss on your lips. His tongue slips inside your mouth while his thumb gently rolls one of your nipples. Milk wets his thumb, causing Bucky to groan deeply.
“I gotta have a taste,” he lowers himself to wrap his warm mouth around your left nipple, carefully suckling at the pebbled nub. 
“Bucky,” you run your fingers through his short strands while your husband alternatively licks and sucks at your nipples. He gently massages your breasts, hoping to get another taste of your milk. “Baby.”
“Fuck, you are so sexy, baby doll. And you taste even better,” he nips at your nipples again, teasing the pert little nubs. “Now, let me taste something even better.”
“Oh, you naughty man, Mr. Barnes…” you giggle as Bucky walks you toward the bed. 
“I’m going to eat you alive…”
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anonstormx · 2 years
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Nursing aid
Homelander x fem!reader
Wet nurse!reader needs help 
(wordcount:500+)
warning: lactation kink, breastfeeding, humiliation, workplace relationship, noncon(kind of), obsession, power imbalance, voyeurism, biting, not edited
note: finally back and im on a homelander kick. Did anyone see that homelander asmr rp on youtube? dont tell him i sent you but it inspired me 
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Homelander overhears Ashley talking about her newly hired wet nurse and becomes obsessed with interrupting feedings. If it was anyone else, she could protect you from them.
Your job is to care for the child during work hours while his mother is busy. What separates you from the rest is your specialty, producing breast milk for the child. Something you're still learning to manage, but when it comes to wet nursing, a supply is what keeps you paid, lavishly paid.
That's why you have to sidestep any humiliation you feel when the baby makes a hunger cry. You desperately desire to take the baby off to another room, but unluckily for you, Homelander decided that Ashley's office is the perfect spot to have lunch. Knowing you would have no choice, you show him exactly what he came here to see.
Forced to sit and let Homelander watch as the infant fed on both sides. When they are satisfied, you cover up your revealed chest, trying to ignore the wild gaze coming from across the room. You turn away and massage your aching breasts, still full of milk.
"My sweet angel, what's wrong? Are you hurt?" He wanted you to say it. Ask for him. Let him be a hero and take care of you. Of your body.
You knew this would come one day. He was always too eager, too interested in what you for it not to come. Watching from a distance only kept him happy long enough to ask some questions and learn your schedule. The important questions like are you single? Living alone? Have family? Intrusive questions.
"A bit uncomfortable, that's all" He laughs at your noticeable distress and starts walking in your direction. The last step is purposely on your backpack, shattering the breast pump you'd usually use in moments like this. "Oops, my bad. Did you need that?"
Homelander has been meaning to do that for a long time. Dumb machine. He stomped on it one last time, smiling when you recoil and shut your eyes. "Look at me. Open your eyes angel. Watch me" His hands caress your aching chest.
You let him pull your nursing bra down, pinching and pulling at your sensitive nipples. Whimpers and tears, spurring him on, making him more aggressive.  
"Sit. Don't move" Homelander kneels between your knees, pushing your skirt up and panties to the side. The chair you were once feeding in felt smaller, arms encircling you, pulling you close. Uncovered cunt rubbing on the coarse material of his suit as you try to squirm away. He ignores your fight and sucks your tit in his mouth.
You could cry when he moans at the taste of your milk hitting his tongue. Attempts to push at his shoulders are guided to his head by a gloved hand. You give in, bringiing him closer and directing him to the other side. Homelander bites your nipple, laughing when he can feel your pussy throb against his erection.
"ow ow gentle please" You need to find a new job. Immediately. (maybe)
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