Drink up

What choice did she have. Gin took the glass of milk and sipped it. Slowly, at first, but after that first gulp then next was immediate, as was every other one to come until the glass was empty.

“That was good wasn’t it,” the redhead asked Gin, leaning forward in her chair in eagerness.

Gin didn’t know how to react, she felt warm. Hot even. Even further than that, boiling. Immediately, Gin began to unbutton her top, then pulled down her bra to let her breasts burst free. They felt... so full. Fuller than usual. She gave them a quick prod with her finger, letting them wiggle.

“Feels good doesn’t it? How cute. Now, I’m going to pay your two friends a little visit, feel free to stay here slut, I know you want to,” the woman said, giving Gin's right nipple a quick pinch before standing up. Gin herself was surprised to see milk began to leak down her nipple after the squeeze. It was not unpleasant.

The heat kept rising, eventually leading to Gin removing her entire upper clothing, after all, modesty had left her after her first gulp.

Her tongue rimmed the glass in search of more milk but none came to greet her. A quick glance around revealed the solution to her problem. All the men around went straight to the source, and so did Gin. She looked to the nearest waitress expectantly, and fortunately her intent was understood. The waitress smiled maternally and approached Gin, offering her leaking breasts to the Asian.

Gin stood up and laid her back down on the table, offering her own tits to be sucked as she squeezed them causing streams of milk to trickle down the sides. The waitress knew what to do, and approached Gin from the other side of the table, bending down to lock the pair in a 69 position where they both suckled on each others' teats. The more Gin drank, the fuller her breasts became, and the more she needed the waitress to suck on them. It was a perfect cycle of bliss.

While Gin was occupied with one of the waitresses, the other that had been called previously by the redhead rested her elbows down on the table and observed the scene.

“You’re just going to love it here,” she said, and Gin wholeheartedly believed her.