Ignore his obvious desire to suckle
From Create Your Own Story
You eat the sundae slowly completely entranced by the glorious experience of eating this wonderful dessert. The chubby little guy just stares and stares at your swaying bulging udders.
His face droops more and more sadly as time passes.
The sundae finished, you hand him the crystal bowl and thank him.
He sadly shuffles out, his drooping cock swaying with his short chubby gait.
Not an hour later, your tits feel as if they might explode. Milk dribbles from your nipples, but not enough to relieve the building pressure as your production works overtime, stimulated by the brood growing in your belly.
"Please send that little guy back in," you plead to the walls.
Two painful minutes pass and the door swishes open.
"What is it?" he asks.
"Oh, please. I saw you looking and I thought... I need help and and thought from how you looked, if..."
"What is it? I need to clean my toenails." he cuts you off impatiently.
"My boobs," you sob. "They huuurrt sooo muuch," you sniffle and look at him sadly.
"Look, its not my problem. I've got things to do."
"Please. I saw you looking. You could touch them and whatever, suck them if you want." You look hopefull at him.
"Okay look. I see you're in distress, but... so am I. Look at me. I don't get laid very often. You're completely off limits, at least that gorgeous meaty snatch of yours is anyway... but..." he looks up from your pussy into your eyes, "...your mouth is fair game."
"Huh?" you don't know where this is going.
He chuckles at your naivity, "You blow me when I ask and I'll gladly suck your tits dry for you as long as you wish."
