Body Meant for Breeding

Natalie grinned evilly at her sister. She, knew exactly how to punish the worthless cunt. Two, more tentacles grew from her back. Though, these had needles at the end. Each needle had a green liquid dripping from the tip.

Ashley, squirmed and tried to get away from her sister. Especially, since the needles were closing in on her nipples. Ashly’s eyes bulged when she realized what her sister was about to do and gave her a pleading look that was ignored.

Then it happened the needles stabbed into her nipples. Ashley, screamed and cried into the tentacle dick stuffed in her mouth. She, could feel her tits being filled with a strange liquid.

Natalie, watched in fascination as her sister’s tits started to grow. Slowly doubling in cup sizes. Not only, was her sister’s chest growing it was filling with milk. Soon, her chest far surpassed a H cup and was still growing.

Then more rows of tits started to grow on her sisters belly. Each new set of tits filling with milk. They all started to match the first pairs rate of growth.

Ashley, cried as she was turned into some kind of milking machine. Still, the girl could feel the milk churning in her tits. She, wanted no needed to be milked. The churning of the milk was turning her on. She, could feel her pussy getting hotter.

Soon, her tits stopped growing now all MM cups. Ashley, was to lost in her own need to notice. Being milked was all that mattered to the whore now. It’s all her mind could fathom.

Sensing her sister had something to say Natalie removed the dick in Ashley’s throat. “Pl...please...milk me...I need... oh please!” Natalie just grinned at her sister’s torment.

“I won’t milk you and neither will mommy slut. If you want to be milked you have to be bred. Are you ready to be a mommy Ashley?”