Commercial Break: Fucktoy Farm's All-Natural Titty Milk

Commercial Break: Fucktoy Farm’s All-Natural Titty Milk

All of sudden, a strange advertisement appears all over television and the internet in North America, Europe, Asia, and anywhere else where commercial advertisements are still a big thing. Translated into dozens of languages, it appears everywhere, bombarding the airwaves, but no one can claim to remember it entirely. That’s because the contents of the commercial are truly absurd and would be impossible to put to air - lewd and crude and hypersexualized language and imagery not fit for the civilized world - yet it makes it to air regardless, with nary a complaint from executive or viewer. And that’s because a magical filter has been placed on the ad, altering the senses and memories of anyone who watches it so that they can’t remember details, but they remember the product, and they soon come to love the product…

The sun rises on a beautiful pastoral landscape of a lush farm - the sun rising on the farmstead, a crowing rooster caught in silhouette against the dawn, seemingless endless fields of golden wheat and towering stalks of corn - such a picturesque and idealized depiction of supremely saccharine Americana it would make Norman Rockwell go “Okay, buddy, that’s a little much”.

Still, as the camera takes you and the viewers through the farm, eventually Rob Daily comes ambling into view, still on a farm, but not the stereotypical red barn and acres of green farm from a false perspective of the past. No, the man, the myth, the master walks through a modern factory farm, an endless corridor of polished stainless steel, full of the sights and sounds of machinery with nary a speck of green in sight. With a folksy wave and a smile, he greets the viewers.

“Hi folks. My name is Rob Daily. You don’t know me, but I’m a man of many vices. And one of those vices is, after I’m done nutting in the hot, sloppy cunts of my fawning sexslaves, is a nice tall glass of cool, refreshing milk. But not just any milk will do for a man like me…”

The camera then pans out to reveal Rob stands amidst row after row of stalls, each occupied by a woman from his harem. All of them are nude, hoses and suction cups hooked up to their engorged breasts, steadily pumping milk from their lactating funbags. They are all mindless gazing forward, mouths wide open and drooling, with visors clamped over their eyes which play a constant video to keep them in such a docile, brainless state. All the while, as Rob speaks and the milking machinery whirs around him, the girls constantly utter a chorus of moans, groans, and moos.

“Because there’s nothing better than milk pumped fresh from the fat tits of my slutty, impregnated bimbos!”

With child or not, all of Rob’s harm was on display, regardless of rank or position or purpose, with the sole exceptions of MJ, Wanda, and Zatanna, being the three who were responsible for setting up this fever dream.

The camera pans through row after row, one pen holding a graduated schoolgirl next to a police whore, then next in line was a xenoslut or a maid or a bimbo, followed by a MILF or muscle slut. But regardless of their role in the harem’s hierarchy, regardless if it was Mina or Ada or Ahsoka or Tifa or Korri, they were all lost in their new blissful reality of being over-sexed milking cows, too dumb and mindfucked to be anything but happy, mooing, and lactating.

Eventually, Rob stopped at Tifa’s stall. He quickly unhooked the suction cups attached to her breasts, the thick, creamy milk she dispensed now spilling onto the floor momentarily, before he placed a large glass stein beneath one of the free-flowing, lactating milkers. Rob then was quick to mount Tifa from behind, roughly shoving his cock into her bare pussy. The reaction was instantaneous, as Tifa’s moans and moos grew louder, her body bucking and shuddering, as the milk rushed from her nipple in even greater quantities than before, quickly filling up the glass and turning the puddle of milk into a pond.

“Ah, yeah, mmm~ You’re always a great fuck, Tifa.” Rob said, not taking long to complete his task and cumming inside the mindless cowgirl. “Did you enjoy that, too?”

“M-moo! Moo moo moooooo!” Tifa mooed, dumbly and happily.

“Good girl!”

Rob then came back around and picked up his stein of milk, gulping it all down with gusto.

“AH!” He gave the perfect, drink commercial sound of satisfaction, turning to the camera with a big smile, looking the part of a spokesman even with a milk moustache. “After fucking your slutty slavegirl, there’s nothing better than a tall glass of milk. And, with our Fucktoy Farm’s Titty Milk, we guarantee it’s wholly natural with no additives, plus also being chalked full of vitamins, nutrients, and minerals while being high in protein and low in sugars. But don’t just take my word for it - I have plenty of bitches who love guzzling down their own milk!”

Aleksandra Zaryanova - Olympic Champion Bodybuilder and World-Class Muscleslut:

“I have been taking supplements all my life in order to improve my physique and performance, but I have never had anything quite like Fucktoy Farm’s Titty Milk! Whether I have it before a workout or after, it fills me with energy - I can feel my muscles bulging and rippling with newfound strength, as I push my body further and further.” Then, with a lustful smile directed to the camera, Zarya stuck her hands down her gym shorts, digging her fingers into her snatch. “After a nice, long workout I’m also so wet and horny, always ready to bounce up and down on my Master’s big, thick coooock!”

Helen Parr - Ex-Superhero, Current MILF, All Around Superb Elastic Sexdoll

“As a mother of one with both another daughter and a granddaughter on the way,” Helen introduced herself, hands spread across the curvature of her baby belly, “it’s important for me to have something I have confidence in giving to my growing girls. Fucktoy Farm’s Titty Milk is the best thing a mother can give to their slutty, barely legal eighteen-year old girl and it’s also a great way to spark some mother-daughter bonding, isn’t that right Vi?”

The camera then pans down to see that Violet is eating out Helen’s ass. Violet gives a muffled cry of approval alongside a thumb’s up.

Jean Grey - Headmistress of the Rob Daily Academy for Gifted Young Sluts

“Young women are in need of support and nourishment, and also a healthy reminder that they’re yummy, nubile pieces of fuckmeat for the world around them.” Jean says into the camera. This time there is no pan and reveal. Out front and centre, Jubilee and Kitty are happily sucking on Jean’s swollen, lactating nipples. Jean happily cuddles them close to her, stroking their hair as they suck and she speaks. “Fucktoy Farms is a proud corporate partner of the Academy, with their beverages being proudly served to help my lovely ladies better, hornier, more docile sluts. And if anyone out there likes watching Jubilation and Katherine playing with my titties, just offer some Titty Milk to your favourite babe and she’ll be too horny to think in no time at all!”

When the camera cuts back to the factory floor, Rob has his length inserted in Ney-Ney’s mouth, using her ponytail as leverage, facefucking the hapless, mindless Na’vi.

“Fuck, I think you might be smarter as a milking cow than normal, bitch.” Rob grunted, smirking in a domineering fashion at the brainless blue beauty. Then, his eyes flicked over to the camera and he did a double take. “Ah, shit, we’re still filming? Well, whatever. I can say and do almost anything and nothing is going to stick. Uh… well, you’ve seen how we operate and you’ve heard how satisfied folks are with our product, so go buy some! If you still need to be sold on it, we’re selling it for less than a dollar a gallon! Why? Because we believe the dirtiest word in the English language is ‘profit’. Now listen to our legal disclaimer while I cum down my slut’s throat, okay?”

Fucktoy Farm's Titty Milk is not intended to be consumed by individuals under the age of eighteen and won’t have any untowards effects on such individuals. Fucktoy Farm's Titty Milk is not intended to be consumed by asexual people. You are seen, you are heard, and we respect your orientation and lifestyle. Major side effects - as in, they appear 100% of the time - include increased libido and lowered sexual inhibitions. Notably, this does not create new fetishes or sexual desires, it only awakens you to your current ones. So, yes, Sam Lincoln, if you suddenly want to fuck your mom and sister, then you have always wanted to. And that’s okay because **** is okay! Give them some Titty Milk and have some fun! In fact, if any of these symptoms appear and you have issues with them, just drink more Titty Milk and you’ll feel way better. We promise.

The commercial appeared everywhere and almost everyone saw it, yet no one could say what happened in the commercial beyond pitching their product. Still, soon after, Titty Milk began to appear on store shelves across the country and across the world. No one complained, even with such a vulgar name for a company and a product. Sales started slow, but one someone became a buyer of Titty Milk, they were a lifer. And the commercial wasn’t going anywhere, playing ad naseum everywhere and anywhere, and it didn’t take much more than time to make a believer out of anyone who caught a glimpse of Rob’s latest venture.

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So this was a little something I threw together on a whim. I do want to do more of Rob's quest to pervert the world and I figured doing some commercials of his new business ventures would be fun. Maybe it's a little early in the timeline for this, but I think that's okay. We'll return to our regularly scheduled programming next week.

Now, is anyone craving a nice tall glass of milk all of a sudden?