Preparation for research.

"Oooh, this was good! I am so very glad I picked you two up..." Dinah murmured as she pushed herself up, hands on Janet's shoulders, humming lustfully as she felt the futa's cocks tug at her insides. "Now, with your potent sperm inside of me, experience tells me that I can expect some changes. And looking at little Angie here..."

Little Angie was still going to town on his enormous breasts and tiny boiclit, having decided that the fact they were parked was ultimately unimportant. The windows were still tinted, after all.

"... I can't wait for it to happen." Hefting her already sizeable breasts, Dinah pouted as she looked down at them, Janet looking up appraisingly with a smirk. "Although maybe it--oh! Oooh my!"

"It's starting, hm?" Janet brought her hands to Dina's hips, feeling them expand under her fingers as they sunk into the soft flesh.

"Is it ever! Mmh, this feels... I know this feeling, but it's so... intense." Dinah's hands, too, were sinking into supple, sensitive skin as her breasts began to swell, nipples throbbing as they grew larger, puffier - and, for some reason, wider. "Oh. Oh my, this is unusual."

"Hmm, they do look strange... What do you think is happeni--oh!"

With a wet slurp, Dinah's nipples split horizontally, becoming wet and glistening as both halves widened into a point on both sides, until they opened with a lewd slurp - and a dexterous tongue licked languidly over the upper lip of the pouty mouths that had grown on Dinah's full, still swelling breasts in a matter of seconds. Staring incredulously, the mature woman reached for her left newly grown lipple with one hand, two fingers grazing over the lower lips and making Dinah shudder as she pushed them deeper into her breast, sucking on the digits greedily as saliva dripped down her palms and onto Janet's front.

"This... this is beyond unusual. Oh, but think of the possibilities! They feel so sensitive, so... mmmh~..." Janet had leaned forwards to catch Dinah's free lipple in a hungry kiss, tongues dancing as more saliva dripped down between them. "I... I can feel everything, move them how I want..."

Staring at the unusual kiss happening right next to him, Angie tugged his minuscule boyclit, shuddering with one of his rather prolonged climaxes as cum squirted from his tiny dicklet, breasts wobbling as he twitched and mewled softly. And even though Janet didn't seem to need to breathe judging by how long her tongue tangled with Dinah's lipples, Angie was still cumming when his cousin finally pulled back from her partner, throwing a glance to her little cockslut.

"Oh, Angie... you helpless little slut. Just watching us was enough, hm?" Exchanging a smirk with Dinah, Janet looked back at Angie with the proverbial cheshire cat grin. "Don't forget what we're here for. You're not done yet. Not until I can make you fill my morning cereal bowl with milk!"

The trip into the mansion was a little surreal - Dinah's driver, Simmons, was entirely unperturbed by a dishevelled femboy in the throes of lust, a half-naked futa with two dicks and his boss, topless and with newly acquired lipples, exited the car accompanied by the smell of sex, as were the butler welcoming them and the gardener working on some rose bushes off the side. They were also under the open sky, Angie able to just look to the left and see the ocean; anyone with a set of binoculars or even just good eyes would be able to see them from the gate, but Dinah didn't seem to care, so Janet and subsequently Angie following her example.

"Now. You did, before so masterfully satisfying and changing me, mention wanting to induce little Angie here to lactate," Dinah finally said after they'd sat down in a breezy room open to the ocean air, dressed into a light summer dress that showed a mouth-watering amount of cleavage and did little to conceal the shape of the older woman's lipples. "I have to say, I do see the appeal. The potential. Having a literal milk maid..."

"Fuck yes, I knew we'd be seeing eye to eye." Janet grinned, pulling Angie into her lap and thus onto her bulge, which began to slowly throb and swell, pushing against the squeaking femboy's behind. Grabbing her cousin's giant hooters, Janet squeezed them with a laugh as if she wanted to milk them right then and there. "I mean, these giant udders, and no milk inside?! Inconceivable."

"Inconceivable indeed." Leaning forwards, Dinah put her elbows on her knees, folding her hands together, and pressed her pointers against her full lips. "The question is, how do we go about it. Your sperm certainly had an effect on me, a very enjoyable effect, but it seems a gamble if it will do the same to little Angie. Besides, it would not be what we are aiming for."

"Even worse, I think he's gotten all I can give him..." Playing idly with Angie's puckered nipples, causing the femboy to gyrate his hips against his cousin's massive bulge throbbing under him, Janet talked as if she wasn't currently molesting Angie. "After our last little... thryst, I believe is the hoity-toity word, he didn't change at all."

"So there are diminishing returns. That is both unfortunate and an important piece of information," Dinah hummed, leaning back and pressing a button on an intercom on a little table next to her chair. "Bennings, I need you to send out word to my... special friends and acquaintances. We are looking for someone specifically, someone who was both affected and is currently lactating. Thank you."

"Nice, now we're getting somewhere." As Dinah had spoken, Janet had pulled away Angie's tiny slingshot of a bikini bottom, pushing her hand between her cousin's legs to open her zipper, the heat of her shafts intensifying as they throbbed directly against Angie's soft, jiggling ass. "Do you mind if I...?"

"Hm? Oh, be my guest. Don't worry about any noise, either, my staff is well-trained in that regard." Smiling at the lustful squeal Angie gave as Janet first made the femboy stand up and then speared him on one of her cocks, the other pressing against his smooth little balls, Dinah listened to the buzzing reply from the intercom before smiling. "I will, of course, request use of Angie later, especially should I somehow acquire a shaft even half as impressive as one of yours."

"Oh, you be my guest, then, if that happens. Which honestly--nh! Isn't all that unlikely." Giving Angie strong, steady thrusts from below, bouncing the femboy on her lap, Janet grinned at the gasps and moans she **** out of her little fucktoy while she kept talking to Dinah, her voice betraying the barest hint of her lust. "After all, I got mine pretty easily. Ah! Fffngh~..."

"How did you manage that, by the way?" Bringing one hand to her cleavage, Dinah pushed her fingers between the fabric of her dress and the softness of her breast, teasing the plump lipple insufficiently hidden under the floral print. "It might be the first... mmnh~... clue to, let's say, harness the possibilities of all this."

"Hell if I know how it started--Fuck! Angie, your ass is still the best! And the way you moan, you little slut..." Indeed, Angie's moans had only grown louder and less controlled as his giant tits bounced and jiggled, boyclit trembling and twitching as Janet brought her palm against it, rubbing gently in a circular motion. "But in any case, went to the beach, saw a woman with a 30 inch cock beat off in an alley between two of the shops across the boardwalk, and it--fuck! Looked fun, so I... sampled some of her stuff. And damn if it didn't turn out to be fun!"

"I can only imagine, but it does look very fun." Fun for Angie as well, the femboy's jaw slack and his tongue lolling from his mouth, face flush and eyes rolled up in his head. He was nothing more than a fucktoy for his cousin, there to satisfy her desires even during a conversation, and he found he loved it. "Being on the receiving end is something I do want to repeat, of course, but if possible, I also want to give, if you understand my meaning."

"Fuck yeah, I do! Ngh! God, having these things go off, it's so... concentrated!" Squeezing Angie's soft tits roughly as she bounced the femboy up and down relentlessly, Angie himself enthusiastically following the motions to the best of his slightly uncoordinated ability. "It just builds and builds and builds until you explode! Seriously, Dinah, if you can get one, especially without losing your pussy like me, fucking! Do it!"

"Hmm, doing it without losing what I have... haaanh~... Might require some experimentation." Sucking noises emanated from Dinah's right breast as her lipples played over her fingers, making the older woman shiver lustfully as she chewed her lower lip, regarding the pair across from her with flushed interest. "I will ask around the staff if anyone would be willing to help, but there is nothing in their contracts about a situation like this, so it will be on a purely voluntary basis. For now, we mmh-must assume it's only the three of us."

"Two. Hell if I let Angie get bigger again or do anything to him that I don't want to happen to him," Janet growled, nibbling on Angie's neck possessively as her thrusts turned into shorter jabs, fingers pinching and pulling the femboy's throbbing nipples. "He's mine! I decide what happens to him."

"Understandable, really. I am more than up for experimentation on ourselves," Dinah mused, resting her chin on her free hand as the left kept playing with her lipple, two fingers entirely disappeared inside the slobbering softness. "Everything so far has been rather... exciting."

"You can say... that... again!" Pulling Angie against her with one arm over his stomach and one over his throat, Janet choked her cousin lightly and hammered away at his burning ass, her free cock bouncing up and down and smacking into his smooth femboy balls. "Oh fuck, cockslut, get ready! Fuck yeah!"

"Gh-gh-gheeeeh!" Hot jizz exploded into Angie's ass as Janet's hips bucked into him, pearly strands of cum arcing through the air in front of them as the futa's second shaft went off simultaneously, the sights, sounds, and sensations pushing the femboy over the edge with a strangled cry, feeling dizzy from his climax and Janet **** him. "Mmghuuuh~..."

His boyclit trembling as Janet tugged it gently, Angie covered his front and the underside of his tits in tiny, crisscrossing strands of cum, mewling and twitching as Janet kept pumping him full of her swimmers, cocks swelling again and again as more babybatter oozed from their tips, their breathing ragged in the throes of lust. Shuddering lustfully, Angie could thus barely react as the door opened after a short knock and a reply from Dinah, and the smartly dressed butler marched in, not reacting to the cousins activities in the slightest. Which didn't mean that Angie's face didn't start to burn fiercely as his climax went on and on, boyclit woefully inadequate for what his smooth balls provided.

"Ah, Bennings. I assume you have found someone?" Not just Bennings wasn't paying the cousins any mind - Dinah herself brought her attention entirely to the butler, without ever stopping her fondling, lipple loudly slobbering and slurping on her fingers. Which, too, was ignored by Bennings. "I must commend your abilities, then."

"I'm afraid I have not, Ma'am, search is still ongoing," Bennings replied in a tone of pure professionalism, betraying not even a hint of a reaction to what was going on in the room. "I just wished to inform Ma'am that while we have not yet found someone who is lactating, there are several of Ma'am's special friends who have developed... unusual features since Ma'am's latest party. Staff is currently compiling a list which will, I assume, be helpful in Ma'am's endeavours. It will be supplied in short order."

"Thank you, Bennings." Dinah pursed her lips, clearly a little disappointed things weren't going as smoothly as she'd hoped. "Send word out to my friends that we are conducting... research and will need either their body fluids or preferably them here. And to staff: I want it known that we are looking for volunteers for said experiments, with generous fees to be paid for each conducted test. This is going to be, I want to stress, entirely voluntary and without repercussions if not taken up, and any volunteers will be allowed to retire at any time."

"Very well, Ma'am, I will send out word among the staff. Anything else?"

"No, that will be all, thank you, Bennings."

Even as Bennings turned around to leave, he only gave Janet and her cockslut a cursory glance, face not even twitching as he made his way out of the room and pulled the door closed behind him without a sound.