Take her lactation pills again (-20 Lust)

In her intoxicated state Hannah’s thoughts wandered to her breasts, and how amazing they looked and felt when she took her lactation pills. So plump and full, her nipples puffy and eager to squirt out their milk. But it was also the psychological effect it had on her, like she always had a naughty secret hidden under her bra. That she had turned her breasts, so full of milk and ready to nourish a child, and made it into something perverted. Instead using the milk for her pleasure alone, and to surprise and excite her partners.

Yes, that was what pushed her over the edge. She enjoyed when her partners suckled on her tits, eager for milk, and she liked rubbing her sensitive nipples on their dicks and coating them with her breast milk. When she came, milk even squirted out as she moaned and rubbed her full, heavy breasts, making a deliciously naughty mess down her abdomen and her crotch.

She was now rubbing herself even harder, the horniness of the pill and her memories egging her on. She had refused to make her breasts lactate again while she was dating Ashton. What would he think, if he saw her dribbling milk while she confessed to having no kids? Would he see her as a freak? Would he be scared off?

But her libido was battling against her sense of restraint, and winning. The more she thought of it, the hornier she got. ‘Fuck it!’ She decided, her self-control finally giving in. ‘Fuck it, I’m going to take the damn pills! They make me feel good and he should learn to like this part of myself!’ And her mind grew hazy at the thought of her tits being so big and full, making her feel so sexy… A girl with a naughty secret.

She got up and walked to the bathroom before she could get second thoughts and stop herself. Her hands went to the medication bottle in her bathroom and she measured the usual dose on automatic, barely a thought going through her mind except the constant buzzing drone of horny excitement at what was about to happen. When it was done she took the medication, swallowed and let out a satisfied sigh. It was done. Soon her breasts would start to grow, get more sensitive and she would start to leak. And if she kept milking herself, her breasts would grow fuller and fuller, until she could squirt a full shot glass’ worth of milk in a few squeezes. She wanted it so badly. She needed it.

Right there in the bathroom her hand went down to her pussy, already wet and excited at the thought of how good her breasts would soon look and feel. He imagined them spilling out of her bra, struggling to be contained after growing a size or two. Her tits begging to be milked, to be used, squirting milk to be used for nothing but her partner’s pleasure. The taboo, the turning of her body into a sex object, it was all too much for her. Her breathing quickened, her hand grew frantic…

She came. Quick, hard spasms as she opened her mouth and gasped, the pleasure pumped from her pussy to the rest of her body, an ecstasy so strong she felt her mind go dizzy and her legs go numb. She held onto the sink to steady herself and moaned, enjoying the sensation until her orgasms finally crested and subsided, bringing her back down to earth.

She had done it. There was no going back now. She would need to wear nursing pads over the next few days. And if she and Ashton were intimate there would be no way to hide it… But these were problems for her to consider later. For now all she did was bask in the afterglow of pleasure as she rubbed her nipples, which would soon be aching to be touched and milked…