"I think so..."

Your stomach gurgles as Tess' milk sloshes around within it. You belch loudly again before approaching Tess' hanging body hanging from her wrist restraints. You press your body against her's and absorb the warmth as your skin touches her skin. You lean in close to feel the muscles tingle within her stretched form. You have never been this intimate. Tess turns her head up and away. She thrusts her swollen breast towards you and and a moan escapes her parted lips in anticipation.

You begin to drink...

"Uuuuuuuuuugh... Thank you... Thank you... Thank you..." Tess moans at the ceiling.

You are painfully aware of the fullness within your stomach as you suck on Tess' nipple. Each gulp is a little slower... a little more labored. I don't know if I can do this. How on earth can a woman be modified to express so much milk?

Tess' nipple is rock hard within your mouth. You roll it around with your tongue and feel Tess respond beneath you. Another belch gurgles up from deep within you. It is sick and wet. You are relieved as you feel the flow begin to slow from her breast. You are unable to continue. Hopefully it will be enough.

You release Tess' nipple from your mouth with a gasp and watch her breast settle again into it's pleasing resting position. You swallow the last of the milk down your throat and fight the urge to expel it back up. You are unsteady in your heels. Your stomach is impossibly swollen. It makes sick sloshing sounds within you.

You sluggishly grasp Tess' free nipple with one hand and wrap the last band tightly around it with your other hand.

"Owww!" Tess complains. Both of her nipples are now tightly bound by the bands. No milk will be escaping for the next few hours!

You unsteadily fall to the floor at her feet.

"Are you ok?" Tess asks down concerned.

"Yes... yes... Just give me a few minutes to recover."

You pull yourself into a nearby chair and try to rest your eyes a few minutes. You fall asleep trying not to think of the bloat within your belly.