3- Milkers

Tommy, still slightly in a daze rolled. He moved three spots and grabbed his card. Tommy suddenly looked down when he felt something touch his dick. Steve looked at it and sniffed, much to Tommy's distaste. "Steve stop, I'm really sensetive down there."

"Hah I bet! You're throbbing for any attention, you cow." Tommy looked at Johnny with a fire in his eyes. Steve completely forgotten. "You are just mad I'm right."

"Oh you have no clue what I went through! That was basically ****! You fucking asshole!" Tommy angrily glared at Johnny who merely had a smug look. "If I could get up I'll ri-" Steve's tentative lick made Tommy stop mid sentence, stiffling his moan. "Steve, please."

Steve looked up at Tommy with too pure eyes for a man who just liked a dick. "You liked that you perv!" Tommy looked back at Johnny. Steve decided that was the time to lick again, earining a full out moan. "Oh my god you did! You are disgusting." Tommy glared at Steve and pushed him away, much to the dog's dissapointment.

"I am just going to read my card." Tommy looked back at the board in shame. He did like the licks, but it wasn't like he could control his penis. "Lactate: Your breasts now have milk and will get bigger if not milked occasionally. Don't worry, we made it enjoyable to be milked ;). 20 Points." Tommy groaned and slamed the card down. He came back from being a 'cow' to now having actual breast milk.

"Filling out your role perfectly, with tits like that you could drown us in your milk." Johnny sneered and took the dice.