Chapter 26: A Dangerous Game

Today was the three week mark. One more, and Leah will have survived No Nut November. However, the whole thing was really taking its toll on her.

For starters, Leah had wholesale given up on clothes. Nothing would comfortably fit her rcok-solid, 13 inch penis and cantaloupe-sized balls, plus her now DDD cup breasts stretched out any and all shirts she had. She told herself it wasn't a big deal, since she'd probably just ruin them with constant streams of milk and precum. That being said, neither excuse was a particularly good sign.

She'd also moved some of the rubber blankets from her bedroom to the couch, where she spent a great deal of her time milking her cow tits and licking her rod like a popsicle. This way, she had easy access to the kitchen when she got hungry and a TV to help with any boredom. Though, she'd become quite accustomed to the flavors of milk and ejaculate, and spending the day teasing herself was anything but boring.

So while Leah laid back, her tongue circling her slimy tip and pumps sucking away at her breasts, the sound of her ringtone caught her attention. The caller ID simply read "Pamela."

"Hey girl." Leah said, having lightly tapped the "answer" button with one of her clean fingers.

"Hey, Leah. Just wanted to check in with you since it's.... well, you know. You doing okay?" her friend asked on speaker.

"Oh yeah. I'm doing juuuuuust fine." Leah half-attentively answered. She'd become less focused on the conversation and more on the translucent dribble sliding down her penis.

"I hear some buzzing on your end. Am I coming through okay?"

Leah tingled at hearing her say "coming."

"Yeah, that's probably just the milkers. I've really been putting them to work lately."

There was a slight pause on Pamela's end.

"Oh.... okay. So you're still.... lactating? Like, is it a lot?" the girl wondered.

"Oh yeah! And I gotta tell you, this stuff is AMAZING!" Leah cooed while giving her dick a squeeze. She enjoyed pleasuring herself like this, even if she didn't get to reach full climax. But it was still a dangerous game, edging herself like this.

"So, wait. You actually tasted it?"

"Duh! You should too. You and Amy. Oh, I should pour you girls a glass next time you visit!" Leah said excitedly.

Pamela was frozen, thinking through she was having with her friend. On the surface she seemed alright, but something seemed off. There was a strange openness to Leah's answers. And every word seemed hoarse, almost giddy.

"S-sure, whatever you want, Leah. Anyway, sounds like you're doing good." she told her.

"Totally! Thanks for checking in!" Leah responded.

"You've got this, Leah. We're rooting for you."

Pamela was trying to end the conversation a bit more seriously.

"Aww, you're so sweet! Gotta go, byeeeee!"

And just like that, the line went dead. The girl sat in silence before flipping through her phone's contacts. It didn't take long for her to speed-dial another one of her friends.

"Hey, Amy? It's Pam. I think we gotta do something for Leah...."

Back in Leah's apartment, the futa girl had both hands wrapped tightly around her angry, red cock, desperately resisting the urge to cum.

"MPH! NO! I DIDN'T SAY YOU COULD BLOW YET!" Leah shouted.

Her grip held and slowly the feeling of oncoming orgasm subsided. She was soon able to remove her hands, licking the leftover juices from her palms.

"Guess that's my pre quota for a while. How are you girl's doing?" Leah rhetorically asked her breasts. The attached milk bottles were very full, and yet her boobs showed no signs of slowing.

"That's what I like to see." she said as she unscrewed a bottle.

With a massive gulp, she drained most of its contents before reaching for the next.