This choice: want some loving | Go Back Chapter 28: milking (ID #322807) an addition by: David Argall ![View davidargall's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-2.gif) More by this author "No, I'm surprisingly full." you answer.
"Well, in that case, Momma should feed her babies.." With that the 2 girls each grab a nipple and start sucking.
Startling, but it feels very good. You indeed are feeling very motherly towards these 2 girls as they drink your milk. As you stroke their heads, you try to remember if you ate them, and why.
The brunette is Halle. She was sorta an accident. A real vigorous lesbian, she had almost forced you into a spot where nobody would disturb you two. Then she tried a kiss, a deep kiss. Which turned into a real deep kiss. Innocent that you were, you hadn't realized anything was wrong until you had swallowed her head. And then you were too hungry to stop.
The blond is ... ah yes, Catherine. You and she had been on the outs over quite a few things and after one little run in,... what was it? Well, if not one thing, it would have been another. ... She had looked at you like you were dirt and so you had shown her who was dirt. She hadn't been dirt actually. Indeed, she qualified as very fine candy.
But that doesn't matter now. You love both your daughters, and you love the next two as well as Catherine and Halle withdraw and are replaced by other girls.
But you realize something is wrong. You can't see either girl. Somehow your head just won't turn that way, or at all. What is going on?
"Hey, her head is gone." Says a voice. "No, there it is. It's just empty." answers another. A hand grabs your head and holds it up, allowing you to see the 2 girls nursing on you, as well as much of the room. You also realize your head has been reduced to just skin. No bone, no brain, nothing but the outside skin.
You feel a slosh and yet another voice calls out "Whoa, it's like she's a giant bottle of milk!"
"Not far wrong" calls out the nurse. "Just hold up her legs so you can get more out of her." This is quickly done and suddenly your head is functional again, while your feet are reduced to skin. Your legs suffer the same fate as the drinking continues.
As drinker replaces drinker, you find yourself still loving each one no matter how good or bad the reason you had for eating them. Several, you have forgotten the reason, or even that you did eat them. They are all your children now, and you want them all fed, even if you are the meal.
But eventually you are reduced to an empty sack, helpless and useless, with several drinkers to go. It is the nurse [one of them anyway] to the rescue as she brings out a lass that is still groggy from reforming. "Here. Slip the skin over her."
Your mouth is stretched and then the other girl's leg is inserted. Like you were some sort of rubber outfit, you are stretched and pulled until her leg is inside your's. Then the process is repeated with her other leg and then torso, arms, and finally the head.
As your lips touch, you realize something is happening. A moment later you realize she is being converted into your muscle, bones, your entire body. Within five minutes you are back to normal, and ready to be milked some more.
This time, you are only about half empty before they begin to run short of drinkers. They keep at it, but end up with a couple of quarts of you after everybody is satisfied. Another girl who got digested at the wrong time is then inserted into you, and you feel great, so much so that you say "Oh, I just love you all!"
"I am very glad to hear that." says a male voice. Turning, you see Jack, and several other lads you had eaten, after promising them sex. Glancing at their middles, it is clear they expect you to now keep those promises... Where will this story go next? Your choices are below...
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