“I’m not getting out of here until I drink your milk?” Tenchi lamented. Washu nodded her head enthusiastically and Tenchi sighed deeply. He sat down on his fake bed and tried to clean some of Washu’s fluids off him with the bed sheet. Looking back at the eager red head, Tenchi tried to come up with some way to avoid the embarrassment of sucking her tits.

“I don’t suppose you can pour your milk into a cup?” Desperately Tenchi suggested. Washu shook her head enthusiastically and Tenchi sighed deeply again. It seemed like he was going to have to bite the bullet and get this over with. Standing up, Tenchi walked strait towards Washu and grabbed her boobs without hesitation. He cradled her bosom with both of his hands, carefully supporting the massive soft sphere of trembling flesh as she gasped sharply and bit her bottom lip.

“I’m a little bit more sensitive then I thought,” Washu said, and then giggled. Tenchi didn’t take his eyes off the swollen tit for a second. He was slowly summoning the courage to put the lactating teat into his mouth. Taking a deep breath, he lifted her left breast, brought the hugely swollen nipple to his lips and promptly engulfing it into his mouth to suckle it tenderly. With out even having to use a lot of suction, he easily drew the sweet milk from within her spacious bosom.

While Tenchi was nursing of her breast, Washu tilted her head back and let out a low groan. Tenchi continued to draw milk from Washu as she moaned louder. Her hand went down to his head and she ran her fingers through his hair as he depleted her sloshing breast of its milk.
“Do you like my milk Tenchi?” Washu sensually asked as she felt the pleasure course through her body. Tenchi lifted his head away from the breast and looked Washu in her eyes with a big smile on his face.

“I have to admit Washu, your milk is amazing!” He admitted, licking some of her milk off his lips.

“Then I got another boob, that needs unloading,” Washu chuckled and pointed to her right breast. Tenchi clasped his lips around her right swollen nub and continued to suckle the fresh cream away like a baby would, eager to swallow as much milk as possible. Washu whimpered happily as her big breasts were massaged and milked, taking some pressure off of her flesh, She was just loving the feeling of her newfound bosom being drained of their sweet cream. As her breasts came down to a more manageable size, she smiled and gave Tenchi a kiss on the top of his head as he suckled her breast nicely.

“Hope you liked your meal,” Washu panted with a blush. One last groan came as her swollen and thoroughly nursed nipple was set free from between Tenchi’s lips. He pulled away and stood beside his fake mother, feeling new found energy from the milk he had just drunk.

“Time to head home,” Washu said. for the first time since her tits had started being suckled, Washu looked to her daughter who had been watching Tenchi’s nursing with rapt interest. Washu reminded herself to remember this for later. Her breast milk would come back and she would have enough for two of her children. With a mental command to her massive computer back in her lab, all three of them vanished from the subspace pocket.