Wait seven days
From Create Your Own Story
You know there's no getting out of this nightmare by what you've experienced so far. You remember that they said they would make you comfortable. "Oh yeah. How comfortable?" you say aloud to noone.
"I want a bed and night table beside it." you demand to the wall.
A door opens and the items are there waiting. They're wheeled in by too short nude bald men and you test the bed. Its wonderful.
"Ummm, could I have a strawberry Sundae... with real strawberries and real ice cream with real vanilla beans in it?"
Mere moments pass and a small door opens and a short nude chubby bald man delivers the most delicious Sundae to you.
You're still naked and completely hairless. you remember that the hairlessness may be permanent from what the voice said. The chubby little man hands you the sundae staring longingly at your huge swollen breasts and fat 2 inch nipples.
He stays staring at your tits, his gaze occasionally drifting to your smooth hairless pussy, but he especially loves your tits. You taste the sundae.
"Oooh my Lord, that's good." You taste it again, "Hokey doodle, its better the second time." You gaze at the pudgey little guy standing wringing his hands staring hungrily at your milk-laden udders. The guy who brought you the most delicious treat ever.
"Oh, go ahead."
He looks at you shocked, "I can touch them?" he asks.
"Touch them, suck them, after tasting this you can do what you like to them." You shock yourself with what you're saying. Your body has been so used already, it doesn't have the same sacredness as it once did to you.
He moves towards you. You sit on the edge of the bed and place your sundae in reach on the night table so you can continue tasting while he fondles and sucks your tits, which are starting to ache from the milk that's building in them, a natural response to your pregnancy, accelerated by the nature and number of the young in you, regardless of the fact that they won't want to suckle.
The little man's cock is as hard as a hickery hammer handle. It looks painful, its so hard.
He gently touches your tits running his palms over your enormous nipples allowing them to spring back into position. Milk sprays out some catching him on the lower lip. He licks it and looks enraptured.
He croaks something incoherent and then latches on sucking the closest nipple, his hands squeezing pressing into the sides of your swollen breast. Milk pours, like form small hose into his mouth, oerflowing and running down his front, splashing off his cock. He swallows and swallows. You feel so relieved. You were unaware of how much pressure had built. In time the first is a third the size of the other and is feeling so much better.
You slap the top of his head. He keeps sucking. you slap his head harder.
He looks up at you, his eyes half shut in delerium, "Whaa...?"
"The other one, baby." you coo, scooping more sundae in your mouth and then stroking his bald head as he suckles, more calmly now from your other breast.
Whe they're both the same size he sucks slower and slower until he droops between your breasts and falls asleep.
You're tired too.
You try dragging him into bed to cuddle with, but you can't lift him so you drop him on the floor and climb under the covers and sleep.
