Your top girls, of course

Here we are, outside of a certain someone's office. Initially, I was planning to have Violet met us in the bathroom so she could be the first girl to milk Daisy. Some might say I give her special treatment, but I say... yeah, I do. Sue me. Anyway, as I was saying, Helen's desire to meet with all the other girls shifted my plans a bit, hence why we're here. That being said, I still think Violet deserves first dibs, so I invited her to join us for the meeting. Something she eagerly agreed to.

Is this the first time I'm going to have three of my girls together? Technically not, since Daisy, Katia, and Nikki are all in my literature class. And there's also my family. Still, this might be the first time I have more than two women together doing a single activity. If you can even call this an activity.

"Um, Matt? Are you sure about this? Wouldn't it be better to do this in the bathroom again?" Daisy asks.

"You do want me to help you, right?" I ask in response.

"What? O-of course I do."

"Then we'll do what I say."

Daisy considers saying something, but ultimately decides that her desire to be milked is greater than her worry about doing it here. With that taken care of, I open the door and we walk into Helen's office. As expected, Helen is waiting for us, but it also looks like Violet managed to get here before us. I guess that shouldn't surprise me either. Violet does get very excited about this kind of stuff.

"Violet? What are you doing here?" Daisy questions.

"Did Matt not tell you?" Violet says as she springs from her chair. "I'm the one who's playing with you today."

Violet reaches out and squeezes one of Daisy's tits, causing the girl to squeal. Immediately, Violet looks disappointed.

"What? No milk? Lame," she huffs.

"Ms. Garcia," Helen chimes in. "Would you please stop scaring the poor girl? And you know very well that you haven't been given permission to milk her yet."

"Permission? What are you guys talking about?" Daisy asks.

"I see Mr. Anderson hasn't fully explained things to you. Well, to put things simply, only people that Matt or I give permission to are able to milk you," Helen explains.

I wasn't expecting Helen to come right out and say that, but I trust she knows what she's doing. And I suppose Daisy would need to know at least that much sooner or later.

"W-what? That doesn't make any sense. I mean, I guess I haven't figured out how to do it myself, but..."

"Do you not believe me? I can prove it to you," Helen looks at Violet. "Ms. Garcia, you now have permission to milk Daisy."

Violet's smile nearly doubles in size. She reaches out to Daisy's chest again, but this time when she squeezes, milk squirts out onto Daisy's top. Daisy can't help but moan at the sensation.

"I trust you understand now," Helen says, to which Daisy nods.

"Hey, Matt? Did you check her with the you-know-what today?" Violet whispers to me while Daisy is distracted.

"No, not yet," I answer.

"What? Come on, man. You know the rule!"

"Sir, I have to agree with Ms. Garcia on this one. It's very important that you remember to keep up with this," Helen adds. Great. Now there's two of them...

"What are you guys talking about now? I feel so out of the loop," Daisy throws out.

"Daisy, could you step outside for a moment? There's something the three of us need to do before we continue." While it was a question, Helen phrased it much more like a command. She really is getting into this head girl role.

Despite some confusion, Daisy agrees to step outside. I then get a brief lecture from Helen and Violet about making sure to always check the remote. Of course this had to be the one time I hadn't gotten to it yet. Although, they are right. At their insistence, I take out the remote. I figure I might as well check the two of them while I'm at it, but neither have anything new (maybe one day I'll see a level four attribute...). I then lock-on to Daisy through the door to see that she does have something new, once again proving why I should listen to my top two women.

- SELECTED TARGET: DAISY WILLIAMS -

New Attribute Unlocked

FULL JUGS, EMPTY MIND

The more milk being stored in the target's breasts, the harder it will be for the target to think and the more animalistic they will behave.

Well then... It's a pretty simple idea, but it could be somewhat... problematic. Now in addition to making her tits sore, the longer we wait in between milkings, the more mindless Daisy is going to become. I guess that in a way, this does finally grant my wish to make Daisy talk less, though that's not exactly what I had in mind when I said that way back when.

I read out the attribute for Violet and Helen, which causes both of them to give a slightly concerned look.

"Uh, we should probably check on her then, right?" Violet asks, to which Helen agrees.

Oh yeah. I guess the last time I milked Daisy was almost a week ago. We should probably make sure she's alright. I walk over to the door and open it slowly. On the other side, I see Daisy standing there limply, not making any attempt to move. Her face is slack jawed and her eyes are glazed over. I wave my hand in front of her, which she doesn't react to.

"Daisy?" I ask.

"Mooooo..." she drones.

"Oh dear. Perhaps we should bring her back inside before someone sees her like that," Helen suggests.

I pull Daisy inside, who makes no attempt to resist, instead obediently following my lead. As I close the door, I notice her start to drool a bit.

"I'm not gonna lie. This is pretty hot. That might just be me, though," Violet points out.

"Oh, I can assure you that Mr. Anderson and I are both turned on right now as well," Helen replies.

"Helen! Can you not just blurt out whenever you sense I'm horny?" I ask.

"I apologize, Sir. I just thought mentioning it might help us take care of it, but I suppose there will be time for that later. For now, let's take the opportunity to discuss what to do about Daisy while she is out of commission."

Taking Helen's advice, we talk about our plans for Daisy. It is a bit weird talking about her as she stands in the room, completely zoned out, but there is something kind of hot about it. Helen's basic idea is to collect Daisy's milk and sell it. It's a bit more complicated than that, but that's the concept Violet and I take away from Helen's explanation. A bit of an out there idea, but hey, if there's demand for it, we certainly have the supply. And that simultaneously solves this new mindless Daisy issue. If we milk her regularly, her brain shutting off shouldn't be too big of an issue. Although, I wouldn't mind having her like this every now and then as long as I can turn her back to normal later.

"Do you really think people will buy Daisy Milk?" Violet asks Helen.

"That's what we need to find out today. I'd like you to try an collect a sample for me for us to test," Helen says before pulling out a large bottle.

"God, Helen, you're kinkier than I thought," Violet smiles as she grabs the bottle.

"I have my moments," my assistant responds with a seductive wink. "Now, shall we begin?"

We all nod and start figuring out the best way to milk Daisy. Luckily, in her current state, she doesn't attempt to fight back against anything we do to her. It definitely beats her asking a million questions. Honestly, I'm half considering trying to fuck her like this, but I ultimately decide to save it for later.

After a bit of trial and error, we find a position we're all happy with. Daisy is down on her hands and knees (Violet thought it added to the whole cow aesthetic) with the bottle under her chest, Violet is kneeling next to her, and Helen and I are watching from a few nearby chairs. Occasionally Helen and I teasingly touch each other, which makes Violet a little jealous, but overall, we focus on the action in front of us. Oh yeah, we also took the liberty of stripping Daisy down. That last decision wasn't a requirement, but we unanimously decided it would add some visual flair to the experiment. Besides, it's not like she had any opinion on the matter.

With everything ready, Violet reaches down and grips one of Daisy's tits. Before she actually starts squeezing, I notice her get on of her patented twinkles in her eye. I think we're about to see a classic Violet Moment. Just as I have that thought, Violet whips her head around, latches onto Daisy's nipple and gives a strong suck.

"MOOOO!" Daisy moans loudly in response.

"Violet!" Helen scolds.

"Wow. Not bad. You might be on to something with this idea, Helen," Violet remarks with a grin.

"Would you please focus on the task at hand?" Helen asks.

"Alright fine. I just wanted to get a little taste first. You know, there's something special about getting it from the source."

"I'll... consider that note in the future..."

Violet and Helen are quite the pair, aren't they? Anyway, now that she's had her fill, Violet starts the actual assignment. She does her best to get the milk to land in the bottle. It doesn't seem like an especially easy task, but as we know, Violet is a woman of many talents, and ends up doing a pretty decent job.

The entire time, Daisy buckles and scream at Violet's touch. It's hard to say how many time she cums, but it's pretty clear that she does a decent amount. I also notice Violet sneak her own orgasm in there, as she occasionally milks Daisy with one hand as the other goes to her pussy. This is also a fun reminder of Violet's TRY TO KEEP UP ability, which is probably helping Daisy last through all this intense pleasure.

After a few minutes, Violet manages to fill up the entire bottle. Given how large it is, filling it up all the way is pretty impressive. I don't think Helen was expecting it either based on her expression. Still, she takes the bottle and examines it. With a curious look, she brings it up to her lips and takes a small sip.

"Fascinating. It's reminiscent of cow's milk, but with a little something extra. I'd like to run a few more tests, but this is a promising sign," she remarks before gesturing the bottle to me.

Oh, what the hell? Now I'm curious too. I grab the bottle and take sip. Huh. Weird. The flavor is hard to describe. There's definitely a sweet, creaminess to it, like you would expect from milk, but just like Helen said, it has a certain something else to it. Honestly, not bad. It's not the most delicious thing ever, but the fact that it's breast milk adds an undeniable novelty to it. I'd be interested to see what it's like to suck directly from Daisy's nipple like Violet did.

"Huh... what's going on? D-did we do it? It feels like we just finished, but everything's kinda foggy," Daisy says as life starts to return to her eyes. "When did I get naked?"

"We just finished, Daisy. You did an excellent job. But it seems like we're going to need to make sure you're regularly drained. I'd like for you to start coming to my office for systematic milkings from now on," Helen explains. Again, her words read like a request, but her tone is much more authoritative.

"Um... yeah... I guess I can do that..." Daisy mumbles.

"Is that how you should be addressing her?" Violet adds.

"Sorry. I mean, yes, Ma'am," she corrects herself.

"Alright, Daisy. You're free to go. I'll send you a milking schedule sometime later today. And if you ever feel backed up or it gets hard to think, feel free to stop by. You can also contact Mr. Anderson or Ms. Garcia if you prefer," Helen says.

"Hard to think? Why would I...? Never mind. Thank you, Ma'am," Daisy replies before leaving.

"Damn. I was kind of hoping she would go for 'Farmer' or 'Owner' rather than 'Ma'am,'" Violet remarks.

"There will be time for semantics later. For now, let's focus on getting everything else straightened out," Helen tells her.

"Straightened out? I thought we were trying to make all these girls bisexual," Violet jokes. "You do want a piece of this, don't you, Helen?"

Violet spins around and slaps her own ass. As she does, Helen greedily eyes the younger woman's curves. Hanging out with these two doesn't seem like it's going to get boring anytime soon. Speaking of which, I believe there is one more meeting to attend to after this...