Function Change

“I need something to drink.” You get up and head for the kitchen.

“Grab me something too would you? And maybe a paper towels” She calls after you, getting up to go presumably wash off the thick coating of cum on her face.

You take a few minutes to grab a pitcher and fill it with an ice water and lay out a couple of glasses. After thinking for a moment, you also grab some snacks in the form of tiny smoked sausages, cheese cubes, and crackers.

Satisfied, you put it all onto a tray and bring it out into the dinning room.

“I return from my quest my fair lady! I bring with me sustenance worthy of-“ You stop mid sentence as a stream of SOMETHING hits you square in the forehead.

Carrie is sitting butt naked on the floor against the couch, still bloated like she’s 9 months pregnant from all the cum sloshing around inside of her with her legs spread, but this time she has her massive breasts in hand. One of them is aimed at you with a trail of milk running down her chest, her hands poised to squeeze it. The culprit of her sudden ability to shoot projectile fluids from her boobs is nearby on an end table; her phone with the app opened up.

“Hahaha! It seems I have slain the knight in shining armor! Oh whomever shall stop me!” She giggles getting into the roleplay.

Setting down the pitcher and tray, you take a moment to taste the milk running down your face. Your dick returning to rock hardness at the same time.

‘Sweetness like nothing you have ever tried before’ your tongue tells you.

“This knight isn’t finished yet, for his duty is not over… His quest to slay the evil queen is only just begun!”

Rushing across the room, you are blasted non-stop with unusually high pressure and accurate streams of milk. After braving suppressive fire and reaching the enemy, You grab Carrie’s breasts and stick your rock hard member in-between them and start pumping.

“This will not stop me fair knight! For I can still fire back!” She says laughing as you continuously keeps blasting you with milk.

After pondering a moment, you reach over and grab Carries phone. “Then I shall have to silence your weapons by any means necessary!” You say as you mess with the app once more.

“You fiend! That’s cheat-YYYYEEEUUUGG!” she flinches and cries, startled.

Instead of turning off her milk shooting powers as she might have thought, you simply increased her elasticity far far high than any natural person might have. Without the worry of injuring her anymore, you pry open her left teat and start pushing your dick inside.

She can’t help but gasp breathlessly at the new type of sensation she was probably feeling. After watching her a moment to make sure she isn’t in any pain, you start really pushing inside, forcefully expanding her nipple like a rubber band wrapped around your dick.

In a familiar way, you start pistoning in and out. A wet sucking and popping sound can be heard every time your move in and out, waves of milk are spilled out and as her left breast dumps it’s contents over both of you.

“Nnnnngggghhh this queen isn’t-“ you interrupt her once more before she can finish by taking her remaining boob and sticking the tip in her mouth.

“Your weapons are turned against you foul ruler! Now reap what you have sown!”

While pumping in and out of her left breast, you start squeezing and massaging her right. A flood of milk comes gushing out the corners of her mouth before she clamps down on her own nipple and starts sucking; her I dle hands making their way to an attention starved pussy where a new type of wet sound resounds from.

Her nipple forms a tight ring around your cock and keeps getting tighter as you fuck her chest, such is the tightness that you worry which will tear and break first, her nipple or your dick? The rest of her mound feels stretchy and moldable, like you have stuck your dick in a bag filled with jello. It conforms to your hands as your grab your cock through her boob and jerk yourself off.

“Take this!” You cry out as you clench up and blow another load.

The amount of cum your shoot into her blows up her breast and ejects you out. A high pressure stream of of white, part milk part jizz, washes over Carrie and you. Without her belly or breast to contain it, she once again gets a face whitening from you.

At the same time, she shudders and her hands, which had been working furiously on her crotch, go slack as she bites down hard on her right teat, cumming and squirting herself silly; eyes rolling up into her head and a puddle forming under herself on the hardwood floor.

Carrie is lying slack, head lolling against the base of the couch(Which will need some serious cleaning after today to get out the stains) as you plop your now slightly softened mast against her face once more.

“The queen is slain!” You say triumphantly.

She is silent for a moment, eyes clouded over as comes down from her high, before she starts licking and cleaning up your cock.

“Long…live…the King” she says as you wipe more layers of splooge on her face.

From the entrance of the apartment, the sound of a lock turning sounds out as the door swings open.

“Hey Carrie! Sorry, I kept knocking but you weren’t answering. Now look, I know you want to go shopping and I know you think your helping by getting me away from-“

In the doorway, speechless, witness to the sexual battlefield, is Kylie. Horror written across her face.