Dessert

By: Nick369 (nick369 reverted to normal speaking for liz from this chapter onwards after giving people headaches)

Looking at everyone at the table Liz asked: "So, is everyone ready for some dessert?" Nodding their heads Liz pressed a button on her chair (a miracle that it was not destroyed like the said chair) and on either side of her two panels opened up on the floor and out came very large, transparent tubes with suction cups and claw-like latches at the end of it. Instead of lifting her shirt she instead rubbed her nipples through the fabric, tracing her hands up and down the fleshy exterior as dark spots slowly appeared and expanded near the lower half of the shirts where her nipples end. Moaning and closing her eyes her already strained shirt stretched ever so tighter against the slowly expanding twin thick meat poles as with a single flex, rip and tear her shirt shrunk back away from her mammoth breasts as her thick and large nipples sprang forward far past the table's edge, spraying milk around as it goes now seeming to be 3 feet long and almost twice as thick as their faces, maybe more considering not even Liz herself could encircle them completely with her hands.

With her shirt in tattered ruins now clinging precariously to her side and the entire front of her body now exposed to everyone, including those massive magnificent milky breasts from where her lower vision is almost entirely blocked out of, she grabbed the two suction cups that looked far too small to fit on her nipples and brought them forward. Her nipples were a bit too far off to reach so using her not-so-new found control over her nipples she flexed and controlled them like a second pair of limbs of better yet, thick fleshy tentacles, bent them around and brought them closer. Even the tiniest bit of movement her nipples made sent wave after of pleasure through her system that she was only able to control just barely after some practice, biting her bottom lip with half-lidded eyes.

Everyone was at awe at her amazing control over her nipples and were even more so as when she brought the cups near the tips, they just barely went over the tip. What surprised them was that it slowly expanded over the tip like a tight rubber condom with a *SCHLORP* as she slowly pulled the tubes closer and closer to her large tanned breasts, her thick milk already flowing quickly down the transparent tube, distending it as it goes like a cartoon hose down into the floor to where ever it's going. As she brought her cups near to her areola the claws suddenly clamped down on her breasts as it sunk in, squeezing it like a fleshy pillow as it gurgled even louder, Liz failing to suppress a pleasured moan as it echoed throughout the room.

Slowly opening her eyes she let the pumps go to work as it rhythmically milked her mammaries. A thick torrent of milk blasting down the tubes, distending and expanding from the **** pressure, pushing it to its very limits as the high tech machines underneath the floor went to work processing her supreme milk.

As Josh was undoubtedly aroused by the naked form of his sister, he was also worried about how the tubes gave the tell-a-tale signs of squeaking and moaning as it tried to pump her breasts without breaking. "Uh, Liz? Are you sure those tubes of your can hold against your breasts? It looks like it's struggling a lot." Josh pointed out as the rest of the table gave murmurs of agreement as it did look like the tubes could break at any moment.

Liz looked at the tubes, examining it with eagle-like eyes, a sharp focus, and analyzing every single detail. Although subtle, it seems the tubes have shrunk slightly from her gaze alone as she bore into them with a cold and calculating stare, the temperature around her seeming to have dropped ever so slightly. Even though it was not directed at Josh, he definitely would not want to be at the receiving end of her stare as he felt a noticeable chill from being so close to her. God help him if he fell victim to her **** glare, worried that it would be more literal then he would have liked. Finished what she was doing she looked back down at Josh and gave a smile. "Yes, your right little brother. These tubes do need an upgrade to keep up with my increased production of milk. One of the side effects of being a growing girl I guess. *giggles* It's like whenever I am presented with even the slightest challenge my body will overcompensate for it so I could perform the task with next to no effort. It's a good thing for me don't get me wrong, but it does get frustrating after some time. My milk production has increased exponentially ever since I left and only seems to be getting worse, not that I mind but it does become annoying when you have to upgrade your pumps three times a week to keep up. Even some of my greatest AI and my super brain can never predict just how much it will increase. Such an annoyance." She huffed as she gave her breast a meaty *SLAP* sending out a small blast of air through the room which soon proved to be a mistake as Liz moaned loudly.

"OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

As her breasts jiggled about wildly, her nipples blasting out a tsunami of milk down the tubes which set of several alarms and her pussy quickly starting a waterfall of her love juice as it soaked her jeans and chair and dripped down to the floor. Quickly recovering, she controlled her nipples and clenched down on it to stem the floor of milk like how she clenched down her muscular pussy like a vice grip. Slowly, the alarms turned off as she grabbed the tubes and slowly pulled them off with a *SSSSCCCCCCHHHHLLLLLLLOOOOOORRRRRRPPPP* *POP* *POP* as it retracted into the floor, closing above them.

"Alright, now that that's over just give it a minute for it all to prepare." She said with a wave of her hand. She looked down at the tattered remains of her shirt and simply just tore it off and threw it into a bin that came out of the wall before going back in. She gave a deep sigh of relief, the wind from a breath blowing over her guests as she leaned back into her damaged throne-like chair.

Josh spoke up. "So uh Liz, I noticed you started speaking normally again all of a sudden, is there any reason?" She looked down at him with a quizzical look before smirking. "Well, you see my littlest brother. I have deduced that despite my best efforts you still don't and would not be able to understand my speech in its entirety, nor the vast majority of humans for that matter. So I think it is simply best to speak in a more... plain language for easier communication. However, don't think this would stop me from trying to improve people's speech all across the world. I find it rather insulting that we have all these words and more and yet they only see fit to use a handful of it, how disgusting. In any case that is not the only reason, I speak so plainly. There is another more, fourth-wall-breaking reason but you would not be able to get it since your first reaction would be to deny it."

"Oh come on Liz, you can share it with us. Besides, what's the worst that could happen?" Liz rolled her eyes. "The worst is happening right now, brother. Your short-sightedness and lack of higher cognitive thought processes have already blinded you to the truth I will reveal. Your little monkey brain is still subservient to the whims of your instinct. But whatever, I shall tell you. What I mean is there maybe someone from beyond our realm who is gazing upon our current events, I have yet to believe this myself but I have a feeling they were displeased with my speech and have taken action to correct it."

Everyone looked around confused before Liz's mother spoke up. "Liz darling, that's ridiculous. No one's more in control of the situation than you." Liz looked at her mother. "Mom, I love you and appreciate your help but it's best not to discuss this. There are too many variables to be certain and all I have right now are theories. So let's drop it all and focus on our dessert. Which should be arriving now."

And right on cue, the table opened up to several plates of ice cream, cake, macaroons, milkshake, tarts, muffins, and many more, all extravagantly detailed and stylized with frostings, creams, multicolored syrup, honey, chocolate and more. Everyone started digging into the lavish food, scooping up cakes and ice creams and shoving the delectably delicious, sweet, creamy, chocolatey food. Their taste, texture and feel all heightened to new levels of satisfaction and joy, their tongues a party of taste and feel, their brains overloaded with **** eroticism and pleasure all thanks to Liz's milk which was the secret ingredient to it all. Liz smiled as she looked upon their joyful faces, literal tears pouring down their faces from new experience they wished they had sooner. She looked down at her watch to check the time.

"As much as I would like to stay here and eat with you all I have a very important meeting to get to. If you need anything, literally anything at all just asks my bot, or the mansion if your feeling brave." She winked before getting up and walking to another door, muscles creaking and breasts gurgling as the large double doors, made of precious metals, closed behind her with a loud BOOM!