Transforming Tonya's Tits

You come inside Tonya explosively, and a moment later she responds with an orgasm of her own. You continue to suckle on her nipple for a few moments after that, and she seems to come again from that alone. Eventually, you pull out and then sit up. Milk drips down her breasts as she lays there. That gives you an idea.

"Tonya, sit up and face me," you tell her, and she does. You take both her breasts in your hands and squeeze them, which makes her smile at you and more milk droplets appear. "Tonya's breasts now give a very strong hypnotic mind control **** that looks like milk," you think to yourself. "This **** is otherwise harmless to the drinker or to Tonya, and does not effect me." Tonya's breasts seem to vibrate for a second, then become a little larger and firmer. You squeeze one, and a small amount of a milky colored substance is expressed, a little thicker than the milk you just sucked up from her.

You should test this, you decide. After a moment's thoughts, you decide to get Jennifer Feddling to the locker room. She's a tall, well-built, athletic blonde woman--very cute, but a little dense. You think about her coming to the locker room right now. As you wait, you tell Tonya that when Jennifer walks in, Tonya is to grab Jennifer's head and hold it so that her mouth is over Tonya's nipple, then give Jennifer as much of the **** as she can take.

You hear footsteps outside the room...