Phoned, Milked, and Fucked (Lactation, Mind Control)

Tam works at the office of a dairy. There is no milk. There are no cows. There are no naked cowgirls hooked up to milking machines in paddocks. There is no coworker with engorged breasts and a pail begging for relief. Tam herself is certainly not dressed in a ridiculous dairy maid's outfit with her tits falling out and her desperate need growing and growing. None of that is happening, no matter what the pleasant voice on the phone says.

4000 wds + of milking, cowgirls in pens, breast growth, submission, humiliation, lesbian sex, three ways, mind control, reality alteration, dairy maid costumes, and confused inter-office communication. 18+ only please.

Excerpt:
Louise was in the doorway, wearing a ridiculous milkmaid outfit. Or partially wearing it. The top was rolled down to reveal her massive breasts. The nipples were fully, almost comically engorged; they looked as big as Tam's thumbs. Louise made that noise again and breathed in; her breasts swaying with a mesmerizing ponderousness. Tam finally tore her eyes away and up to her face. The perky smile was right there…along with a kind of blank need.

Louisa was holding a pail.

"Hey Tam," she said, flouncy and cheerful, flourishing the bucket. "I'm feeling a little heavy…I think it's about time!"

"Uh," Tam said. It was her job…but something was definitely odd. "I…I'm on the phone. Maybe give me a minute?"

"That's okay, dear," said the voice. "Just put me on speakerphone, would you? I want to hear all the juicy details. Go on and enjoy yourself!"

"I..the speakerphone?" Tam said, and Louise took two bubbly steps, leaned over, and pressed the requisite button. Her breasts were practically in Tam's face…impossibly huge. Were they E's? F's? There didn't seem like there were enough letters in the alphabet to contain them…."