“Yes please…”

The absurdly good-looking man smiles at your answer, then scoots the few feet over necessary to be next to you. You’re just staring at him; at his handsome features, his intense eyes, his rock-hard abs… you’re so horny right now, you can barely stand it. Gently, Leon takes the tea cup from your hand, then holds it up to your lips and tips it back. Obeying his unspoken command, you gulp down the rest of the hot liquid, until the cup is empty. The warmth coursing through you picks up again, and any unnecessary thoughts leave your head, the silly things.

“Very good, Blue. Now, let me make you more… comfortable.” His low, smooth voice is beautiful, it sends a shiver down your spine. You feel woozy, and you need him to touch you. The blonde grasps the hem of your shirt, fingers lightly brushing against the skin of your stomach. You gasp, as even that small bit of contact causes the fire under your skin to burn brighter, in an amazing way. Your blue t-shirt is lifted up and off of your body, having some difficulty getting past your swollen breasts… ow, they are really starting to hurt.

Casting your shirt aside, Leon reaches behind you and mercifully unclasps your bra, freeing your straining tits from their confinement. Said globes practically pop out once the clasp is undone, and you can see now just how much bigger they are. A full 2 cup sizes at least, F-cups rather than your normal D. And they’re… leaking. Small drips of whitish fluid are leaking from your nipples. You’re lactating. You should find this incredibly odd, incredibly concerning, but it’s hard to think about anything other than the heat in your body, and the sexy man next to you.

He smiles at you, pale red eyes looking you up and down appreciatively. “You are very beautiful, Blue. Now, I need to get something set up. While I do, get the rest of your clothes off for me, okay?” His deep voice continues to thrill you, and you quickly begin doing as he asks. Leon stands, moving away from you while you pull off your jeans and panties, and begins typing on his portable PC device. A tripod and camera appear from nowhere, and he quickly sets them up with a perfect view of the campfire and whatever happens around it.

“This is Agent Blade, recording an experiment. Subject is female, and has ingested a full dose of RD:A/L v.004, as requested by Black Alberich. I will proceed to test the results of said dose, through different forms of sexual stimulation.” The ash-haired man says all of these things to the camera, and you have a really hard time following any of it. But he did say sexual something or other… is he gonna fuck you!? Yes! You really need to be fucked, your pussy is leaking even more than your nipples. And he is sooooo hot!

Apparently finished with his camera chat, Leon turns and walks back to where you’re sitting, muscles gleaming in the firelight. “Now then, Blue. How are you feeling?”

“Hooornyyy…” Your voice is a pathetic mewl, and talking seems like more mental effort than you want to go through right now.

“Understandable. Anything of note, aside from normal arousal?” His red eyes study you curiously, landing specifically on your engorged chest.

“Boobs… full… hurts…” You do your best to answer, but you wish he would just fuck you already. It’s getting hard to bear this heat, this lust.

“Hm, it’s painful? I suppose that makes sense. Allow me to assist you in relieving said pain.” Your heart leaps as Leon walks back over to you, kneeling down behind you. His firm, strong hands reach forward, and he takes a swollen tit into each of them. His touch burns, it feels like a flame being applied directly to your skin, and you moan lewdly. “Very sensitive, as to be expected…” The deep voiced man murmurs as his finger finds your nipples. He lightly pinches them, and spurts of milk gout out, causing you to gasp in shock and arousal. Repeatedly, the muscular man coaxes small jets of white liquid to eject from your boobs, until his hands suddenly leave…

…Only to be replaced by his mouth, as he starts suckling on your teat, drinking your milk. You start twitching, your currently forgotten pussy building up to release without even being touched. Leon pops off of your chest briefly, just to switch nipples. He sucks hard, drawing out a large amount of your lactation, before pulling off with his cheeks slightly puffed up. The beautiful man brings his face up to yours, and kisses sweet milk into your mouth.

You cum the second his lips hit yours, cunt untouched.

Your own delicious fluid pours into your mouth, and you gulp it down greedily as you kiss the unfairly attractive man. He holds the kiss only so long as there’s milk to feed you, then he breaks it, and pulls back from you.

“Nooo…” You groan, the absence of his touch filling you with longing.

“Shh, shh. Just a moment. I have something to make this even better.” He coos into your ear. You don’t see him do it, but Leon retrieves another item from his portable PC, then moves around to your front side to show it to you. A pair of suction-cup like pieces of plastic, attached to tubes and an apparatus you don’t quite understand. “Here, stay still.” The handsome man attaches a suction-cup to each of your nipples, then flips a switch on the strange device.

The machine whirs, and starts sucking down on your milky nipples, causing a stream of creamy white liquid to exit them. “There, isn’t that better?” Leon asks, and you moan loudly in response. It’s amazing, the feeling of your boobs being clamped down on and drained. It’s relieving that painful pressure in your mammaries, and leaving pleasure in its place. The cut man shifts his hands to your tits proper, and begins kneading them, coaxing out even more of your milk. At one point, he stops for a moment to switch out something in the machine; putting in an empty container to replace the full one.

This keeps going, Leon and the device milking you until a receptacle is full, him replacing it with an empty one, then milking you again and giving you a second climax without any vaginal stimulation. Over and over, until six tube-like glass jars are filled with your sweet white fluid. Once the sixth is full, you feel the suction-cups pop off of your tits. Looking down, you see your chest retreating into itself, shrinking back to its normal size and no longer leaking.

“Roughly thirty minutes.” The ashy-blonde mutters under his breath. “How are you, Blue?”

“Still… hooornyyy…” You mewl, the heat not leaving your body.

“Hm. ‘A’ lasts longer than ‘L’. Mixture may need to be altered…”

“L-Leon… please…” Weakly gripping his arm, you beg him for attention.

“Yes, of course. I will continue to care for you, Blue. Do not worry.” Standing up, the ripped man doffs his dark gray pants, revealing black boxers with a prominent bulge being displayed. Gulping, you watch as those boxers also get removed, and Leon’s 9 inch erection springs free. “Stand up, Blue.” He commands you softly, making you shoot to your feet in an instant. Guiding you gently, the sexy man places your hands against the cave wall, bending you over slightly. “Here I come.”

“AHHHHH!” You cry out as he penetrates you, cumming for a third time in one thrust. Leon begins pumping in and out of your tight, spasming sex at a high speed, fucking you intensely. And you just keep cumming. Every movement is a new wave of pleasure, a push further along the road to thoughtlessness. You have no will to hold onto, it melted under the fire of your lust and whatever was in that tea. You scream until your voice is hoarse, climaxing again and again as the muscular stud fucks you until you melt, the heat never leaving. Your hands grip the stone wall of the cave to hold you, scraping against the uneven rock. Your eyes are rolled back in to your head and your tongue lolling out of your mouth, the perfect picture of a fucked-stupid slut.

You don’t hear Leon warn you of his impending orgasm, but you certainly feel it. Burning white magma fills your womb, and now your flesh is alight both inside and out. You lose your grip, crumbling naked to the stone floor, probably earning more small cuts on your soft skin… and the fire fades. You begin to cool down, shivering as the feeling of a normal temperature seems cold once it’s returned. Your head is foggier than it’s ever been, thought still nearly impossible.

“Experiment over, ending recording.” Leon’s deep voice says from near the camera. You hear him shifting, unsure of what he’s doing. Using what little strength you have, you roll over to look at the man. He’s half dressed now, torso still bare as he starts packing everything of his away, into his strange portable storage device… it’s now that you notice something for the first time. In your lusty haze earlier, you hadn’t seen it. A large red R, tattooed on Leon’s right shoulder.

Your tired mind does its best to put the pieces together, and you croak out “You… ****… letter R…”

The ashy-blonde spins to look at you, cocking an eyebrow in surprise. “And here I thought you had passed out. Most impressive, Blue.” He finishes packing his things, then puts the strange device away. “I’ve left a gift for you. You seem to like the taste.” He nods towards a glass tube of your milk, sitting near your bag.

“You… are you…?” Is all you manage to get out, not able to try and confirm your suspicions.

Leon takes a strange, remote-like object out of his pocket. “This was fun, Blue. Good luck with your journey, and be careful when traveling through the rest of this cave. I hear members of Team Rocket are lurking about. Goodbye.” With a wry smile, the man clicks a button on the device in his hand, then vanishes in a flash of white light, like a Pokémon using teleport.

…Team Rocket.