Jack Begins Improving the Rest of the Family

Holly slowly sat up in bed, her long ginger hair a frizzy mess around her heavily-freckled face.

The morning sun was streaming through the slight gap in her black-out curtains, the white T-shirt over her skinny and flat-chested torso was as loose and comfortable as ever, and the thin blue pajama bottoms around her slender lower-half had been pulled down around her knees from how much she was tossing and turning throughout the night.

She blinked a few times and rubbed her face before glancing over to the clock above her TV, making her realize that she only had about half an hour to be in class or else she was going to be-!

“Oh, right.” Holly sighed, collapsing down onto her back with a weary yawn as she remembered that it was Monday, the only weekday she didn’t have classes on. “Hell yeah…”

The last of her weekly three days off, and the only one that she allowed herself to rest and not worry about doing anything with herself. Day one was spent running errands and seeing a friend or two, day two was spent burning through the tremendous amount of homework that the towns local university forces on her, and day three was spent, as stated before, not doing a single fucking thing but eat, sleep, and binge-watch TV.

And another hour or two of sleep sounded perfect.

If only she had a cute girl cuddled up next to her in bed, then it would be heaven, without question.

Holly briefly wondered what her friend Rene was doing today, then quickly drifted off into several dreamy fantasies about what she would do to her if she was right there already. She’d nuzzle up between the Japanese girl’s perky breasts, slowly kissing and nibbling on them while working herself down. Eventually her mouth would find her freshly-shaved pussy, carefully teasing Rene by ever-so-gently circling her tongue around the girl’s clit, just before sliding two fingers into her hot, wet-

“Hey, Holly!” Cindy shouted while pounding her fist against her sister’s door. “I’m gonna’ make Jack some breakfast, do you want some too?”

Holly snapped upright in bed with furious, blood-shot eyes.

Her pumpkin-sized udders bounced and sloshed around wildly and every-which-way for a few moments, causing her torso to wobble around from their tremendous weight as she sat there.

“I don’t want any of your shitty breakfast!” She roared like a small, mega-chesty lioness, the sound of her older sister’s bimbo voice killing the mood and her lesbian fantasy in an instant. “Leave me the fuck alone!”

“Fine, jeeze.” Cindy grumbled as she walked away, not unused to being talked to like that by her vicious sister. “Grouchy cunt…”

Welp, Holly was certainly awake now, she unfortunately realized.

Turning her legs off of the bed, she looked down at the massive valley of pale, freckled cleavage that was tightly held together by a red-string bikini top, one that was surprisingly able to withstand the stress of her breasts’ size, weight, and their diamond hard nipples. When Holly felt a droplet of something trickle out from one of her permanently hard and super sensitive nipples and down across the lower half of her jiggly titflesh, she rolled her eyes and sighed with frustration.

She reached behind her neck with one hand and untied her poor excuse for a top, then scooted down to the foot of her bed and bent over to pick up the plastic cups lying on the floor.

She just had to forget to milk herself last night before going to bed, didn’t she?

Every day, twice a day she had to put on those suction cups and pump sugary-sweet milk right out of her milky mammaries. She would simply do it by hand if she could, but it wasn't that simple. Holly couldn’t really get the flow going unless she was having an orgasm at the same time. Sure, she could cum from having her nipples played with enough, but it needed to be a real orgasm. A mind-numbing, borderline stroke-inducing, clit numbing, raw-lipped splashfest.

Hands just wouldn’t cut it, for what she needed.

Once the suction cups were secure around and pulling on her swollen, leaky nipples, she took a deep breath and reached over to turn on the pump. It hummed to life, instantly beginning to pull at her sensitive flesh and causing her pussy to heat up with need. She carefully reached down once more under her bed, pulling out both a red ball gag and a large black vibrating wand that was already plugged into the same outlet as the industrial-grade pump next to her bed that could easily hold two gallons of milk.

After securing the gag in her open mouth and laying down on her back, all while letting the pump work its magic, milk had already begun to pool up inside of the cups. Holly switched the wand on and carefully started messaging her lower stomach with its powerful vibrations, and her big oceanic tits sloshed around above her as the wand slowly but surely lowered towards her soaking wet intimates. As soon as contact was officially made with her clit, her body began to twitch and tremble as involuntary squeaks and moans desperately tried to escape the rubber ball that muffled the sounds.

The suction cups instantly filled up and milk practically began flowing through the tubes and into the pump on the ground after that, and Holly spent the next half-hour draining her tits of all they had to offer while her senses were assaulted with raw, unforgiving pleasure.

Unbeknownst to Holly, Patches was eagerly sitting in the corner of the room on her hands and knees with sparkling green eyes and an aggressively flickering tail, happily watching as her favorite human produced plenty of creamy white goodness for her to savor.

Perhaps having Theta around won't be such a bad thing after all, the curvy anthro thought to herself with gleeful, mouth-watering excitement.