Milk Your Self

“I… would like to milk myself.”

“Of course.” The receptionist looks to the side and nods.

“Right this way Ms. Parsa” A voice called from a doorway just to the side of the desk.

You turned to see a demoness in a form fitting white dress vaguely reminiscent of a slutty nurse costume. Her massive breasts and wide hips seemed to strain the fabric containing them with every move she made. Like the receptionist she doesn’t have black sclera but instead normal looking eyes that are red in color which match her lips, nails, and stiletto heels.

“My name is Rachel and I will be assisting you today.”

As you followed her down the hall you noticed a little more about her. Rachel’s skin was pink, her demon wings small with a white membrane. Her spaded tail and long curved horns are a matching white. Her swishing tail brings your attention back to her wide hips and curvy ass.

“I will show you how to use the machine and the runes now.”

She led you into a private room where she removed her dress and sat in the milking chair.

“I see you are already lactating, good you will only need to use the production rune but this is the one you would use if you needed to induce lactation.”

She holds up a small white, craved stone. Rachel incanted a few words before touching it to each of her breasts in turn. After a few moments you saw milk begin to dribble from her breasts. The attendant's hands manipulated her breasts in a massaging motion as she positioned the collection cups.

“Once the machine is attached it will automatically begin sucking, the magic can sense if you have attached it properly and if you are lactating, so always get the milk flowing before attaching the cups.”

She picked up another stone, this one was cream colored. After another incantation her breasts swelled in size and the flow increased.

“This is the production charm, it is harmless as it draws from your personal magic to generate more milk, if you run out of magic it will draw from fat reserves to a point then dispel itself. So if you do put on some extra weight you can milk it all out here.”

Rachel gave you a warm smile before disconnecting the equipment. She replaced the cups and collection bottle with new ones and made sure you could say the activation words for the runes.

“Looks like you are all set, I will be right outside, just holler if you need me.”

You sat in the milking chair, your top removed and ready to try this. As you were shown, you massaged and coaxed your breasts until the milk began to dribble. One at a time you carefully positioned the collection cups on your breasts. Despite the clinical way this was all happening, the suction combined with your massaging felt really good. A soft moan escaped your lips but after a moment you got control of your self and continued the process.

Once you were sure everything was attached and flowing you picked up the rune stone and applied the charm to each of your breasts. The pleasure skyrocketed as you felt your breasts increase in size. Looking down you saw they had indeed grown but also the flow into the cups had increased. You found yourself lost in the moment, surrendering to the pleasure of this unusual experience.

The magic milking machine increased its pressure, ensuring that the suction levels were just right to maximize your comfort while ensuring an efficient collection. The rhythmic suction created a pulsating sensation, not too different from a sensual massage, as the milk flowed through the tubes and into the collection bottle.

As the procedure continued, you couldn't help yourself and one of your hands stopped massaging your breast and slid between your legs. Silently you began to finger yourself in time with the pulses of the sucking machine. Your eyes kept snapping to the door every time a particularly loud moan passed your lips.

The excitement of possibly being caught or heard as you masturbate in the equivalent of a doctors office was electric. The lighting bolts of pleasure were self-reinforcing, the louder you moaned the more you thought about getting caught which only made the pleasure go up making you moan loader.

Soon you were muffling a scream with both your hands as your body convulsed and spasmed as girl cum sprayed from between your legs. You squirted harder then you ever remember doing before, as if your body knows how exciting getting caught would be.

After a few moments of basking in the afterglow the machine turns its self off signaling you are done. Carefully, with shaking hands you removed the cups, gently massaging your breasts to relieve any residual sensations. Once your top is back on you call for the attendant to come back in.

“I am glad you enjoyed the experience.” Rachel said while taking in the mess you made.

“Sorry…”

“Don’t worry at all honey. Full cleanse!” She says and casts a spell that cleans the entire mess in the room. “See no problem, I may need to take a break to rub one out though… I had to listen in case you needed um... help you know.”

“Ohh…” You blushed and look down, which may have been a mistake as you saw her erection pushing against her skirt. You could even see the tip peeking out from below the hemline. The demoness let’s you stare at it for a few more seconds before she, while also blushing, turned around to clean up the equipment. Her tail swished playfully from side to side along with her wide hips and ass. Finally she bent down to label the bottles. Much like you she wasn’t wearing any underwear giving you a good view… but something more important occurred to you.

“Um… I am sorry… but you won’t be able to use that milk…”

“Huh?”

You explain that you were here to observe the process, and that generals Cassiopeia and Cygnus should be waiting outside to confirm and make sure your milk doesn’t get lost in the distribution chain.

“Wait… you are THAT Parsa… The Hero… “

Rachel’s glamour dropped, her sclera had turned black and you could see the slitted demon pupils in her wide red eyes. There were many subtle changes that made her look less human and more demon but none of that mattered. What mattered was the fear on her face as she backed away from you.

“I am sorry… I didn’t mean to mislead you… just I am not very human mostly celestial and demon… so I don’t think that milk…” You held up your hands in surrender or maybe to show you had no weapons.

The demoness slowly recovered; her mind having finally processed your words. “Wait… The Hero is part demon?”

You get her to sit, and you explain it as best you can, pulling from all the things that Cygnus told you.

“So yeah… I am not your enemy… and I have no reason to hurt you or anyone else here.”

“I guess I should have known from the name and all I just never imagined… I guess I just hope we passed whatever test you were giving.”

“Not really a test… but I saw… ahem… there was nothing wrong.” You turn away.

“And ohh god I just showed you my… I just showed The Hero my… I am so sorry… I can’t believe I was trying to flirt with… ”

Despite her words when you turn back you see she is definitely still hard.