>EVEN MORE boob stuff

Heinrich gives him a confused look.

"Oh? Oh! Oh... Yes I understand" he begins to get to work on his computer.

"Wait what? What's that mean?" The pleasure is addictive but you pause for a brief moment to try and wrap your head around the conversation that's being had.

"Hold still" Heinrich says. Your Daddy grabs your by the arms and holds you firmly in place, which you find a little annoying since you know to stay in place anyway.

An arm comes from the ceiling with a needle, pricking you in the chest.

You clutch yourself as you feel your insides being altered once more.

As you hold onto your boobs, you can feel that there's liquid inside, that's not new.

There's a point when you feel something change. It's hard to put your finger on it, but if you had to describe it, it would be that there's a little more mush? It's a weird feeling, you have no idea what's going on.

They're getting even heavier, swelling even more.

Your whole body is sweating but suddenly you shiver as a cold wave washes over your breasts. It feels like somebody put two ice packs inside of them.

Your breathing gets heavier as you adjust to whatever is happening to you. You could feel milk being produced, but now it feels like more is happening.

Your nipples become more puffy. They grow outwards gaining their own defined roundness.

You can feel the pressure of squeezing milk out but it's much stronger, like trying to suck something thick through a straw. The inside of your nipple is freezing.

You eventually do get a liquid out but it's completely different.

Coming from your nipple is a small drop. It's a thick, pink substance.

"Whipped cream me... I said whipped cream me!" Your Daddy yells, holding out his hand.

What on earth is coming out of you right now?

Heinrich stumbles around his room to meet the demand as quickly as possible.

"I want it put right in my hand." Your Daddy says.

A hole opens in the ceiling above him and drops a can of cold whipped cream right into his hand.

He shakes the can before spraying a glob of the whipped cream on both of your nipples. They're already cold but you shiver none-the-less.

You're mainly confused, what the fuck is going on? Is this some type of mental game? Is this a thing people usually do and they just brainwashed you into forgetting it?

After discarding the can to the side your Daddy places his mouth over the whipped cream and begins to suck on your nipple.

You moan as you feel him drink from you, the thicker liquid stimulating your breasts more.

He sits up and licks his lips clean.

"Mmm, strawberry milkshake. My favourite."

Seriously? That's what it is? How is that even possible? Guess you've already been proven wrong about a lot of stuff you thought was impossible...

He goes back in to continue drinking from you, but you're lost in thought.

Milkshake is part milk... which you already make, but then the ice cream? You guess ice cream is also milk, but there's cream too. Is your body making that now also? What about the strawberry flavouring? Well, you already have a pussy that tastes like strawberry, which is apparently what your body does with the cum you drink. Does that mean the more cum you drink the more flavour the milkshake would have?

You snap back to reality, thinking you have it mostly figured out. Your Daddy grabs you and pins you back against the wall.

He goes back to pounding you while also drinking that strawberry milkshake that is apparently so delicious.

He hits a flow state and you honestly have no idea how you haven't gone stupid from being fucked so much. Being drunk from feels like a fucking on it's own.

Time passes. He came in you another 4 or 5 times. You came... you're not even gonna try to count.

He throws you on the bed and looks down at you.

"So." Your Daddy says, "Did you get what you want?"

You give him a confused look. it's not too confused, it's hard for you to move any muscle right now really.

"When I pulled my cock out and you spread your legs for me. You clearly wanted a fucking. So I ask you, did you get what you want?"

Did you? Did you even want any of this? Clearly you did if you went along with it. For a reason unknown to you, ever since you woke up having your pussy without stimulation has felt wrong. Unnatural almost. But there's one thing you know you want for certain.

He looks like he's about to ask you again but you're able to muster up one word. You say it softly under your breath.

"No~~..."