Health Room Common Sense (4): "Can't I Just Drink from Chae-a Instead of You, Teacher?"
I couldn't believe it, but Geon-yul said exactly what I'd feared.
I subtly covered my breasts and took a hesitant step back.
"M-my milk...?"
My eyes shook violently.
It wasn't like Geon-yul had never sucked on my breasts and drunk my milk before. The very evening he'd added the lactation function to my body, he'd sampled it right there in the cafe. After that, he'd sometimes use my milk to make coffee in the mornings. I had to express it regularly anyway, so at least it was getting put to some use.
If I didn't milk myself every morning before heading out, my clothes would end up soaked through without me even noticing, which was always a disaster.
- "Hey, Chae-a. Your shirt's soaked and totally see-through..."
- "Ah, uwaaah!"
The other girls didn't lactate, so I always stood out. To produce milk, you either had to go through pregnancy and childbirth or contract as a dedicated bitch and add the function via the collar—which meant there weren't many girls in our grade who could do it yet. No wonder the school nurse looked a bit surprised.
"Chae-a, you lactate too?"
"...Well, yeah... haa... yes."
What kind of conversation was this?
The moment I admitted it, the nurse's eyes lit up. Things were veering into weird territory, so I quickly waved my hands.
"I do produce milk, but it's not proper mother's milk—it's from the bitch collar, so it might not be suitable for medicine, right?"
"No, not at all. Milk from a bitch collar is actually fresh and high-quality—men, women, young and old all love it."
"Uuuu..."
"Chae-a's milk is delicious, you know. I've even thought about selling it, but it doesn't produce enough volume."
With me stuck in the middle, the nurse and Geon-yul chatted away about my milk like I wasn't even there, completely ignoring my feelings. I felt utterly humiliated, treated like a real dairy cow.
After giving birth, a woman's milk is for the baby and eventually dries up—but milk from a bitch collar never stops. It's solely for the owner's satisfaction. You can mix it in coffee, make cheese, or just drink it straight—no processing needed...
Can't even argue if someone calls me a real milk cow.
Milking myself every morning for Geon-yul's coffee had become routine; I'd grown numb to it. Mother's milk comes from moms who've had kids, and I hadn't, so it wasn't really that. Just... milk.
"Then let's have Chae-a feed you instead. I just gave that kid his aphrodisiac meds, so if I take more drugs and feed him, they might mix weirdly in my milk."
"So... I have to take the medicine and let him suckle...?"
"Yeah, that's right. Too bad. I figured Geon-yul would suck hard enough to nearly rip the nipple off..."
I frowned. It wasn't jealousy or anything—obviously. I just wanted my friend to find a nice girl. At first, I'd thought the nurse was some shady type drugging students into heat, but she wasn't that bad.
Still, I'd seen it in her eyes just now.
The teacher's just another perverted bitch like the rest.
Even compared to me, she wasn't anything special. Not standout gorgeous, and I was younger. Her breasts were a bit bigger, sure, but Geon-yul wasn't really into massive tits...
Wait, hold on.
Something felt off about my train of thought.
"To avoid soaking your clothes, change into those spare ones over there first, take the medicine I give you, then go to Geon-yul."
"Haa, fine. Got it."
I followed the nurse to get the change of clothes but paused midway.
"Um... do I have to let him suckle directly?"
"Hm? What do you mean?"
"Like... couldn't I just express it into a bottle for him...?"
"That'd weaken the effect. It's not zero, but the patient swallowing the pill directly is better."
"Okay..."
There was no escape.
Sighing deeply, I opened the storage closet inside the health room. At this point, I was mostly resigned... I just hoped Geon-yul would suck gently.
"Here you go. It's what I usually wear for nursing, so the chest might be a little loose, but it'll stretch to fit."
But when she shyly pulled out a cow bikini—the kind she wore for frequent milkings—and handed it over, I second-guessed everything again.
This woman's a total pervert bitch too.
"...The teacher's definitely got a nursing handjob fetish."
"What? No... wait, but what's that outfit?"
"Shut up. Don't make a sound. Please."
Following the nurse's instructions, I'd changed into the cow bikini and taken the medicine. Once the drug had fully infused my milk, I approached Geon-yul, who was lounging comfortably on the bed.
The nurse had stepped out for "work," posting a sign on the door saying she was away. No one would barge in for a while. Inside, it was just me, Geon-yul, and the aphrodisiac-dosed guy sleeping soundly, oblivious to the world.
No real eyes on us now, so I could relax a bit in this getup and speak casually.
"Should I just take it off...?"
"What if the teacher suddenly comes back? She didn't say where she was going—we've got no clue."
"True, but... think about how I feel wearing this pervy bikini that doesn't even cover my areolas?"
"Of course, I get it completely."
Geon-yul stroked my head, complete with the cow ear headband, then fiddled with the golden horns attached to it.
"But... can't you just moo for me once~?"
"I'm seriously gonna kill you."
"Is the tail plugged in your ass?"
"It's on the panties, idiot?"
Irritated, I flicked the tail—then remembered it wasn't a dog tail up my ass, just a cow tail on the panties, and felt a faint twinge of disappointment.
"Shut up and lie down already. Time to feed you."
"Wait, what're you—hiyaat?!"
Without warning, Geon-yul grabbed my breast and squeezed hard. Milk leaked out, blocked by the bikini and trickling down.
Blushing furiously, I scowled.
"What the hell...?"
"Shh, that kid stirred—I got worried."
"He stirred?"
I turned to glance at the guy sleeping on the bed behind me. He didn't look like he was waking up anytime soon.
"Youuu..."
"For real, you don't trust me?"
Half-doubting, I reached to slip the bikini straps off my shoulders. But Geon-yul pulled them back up and patted the bed beside him.
"Come up here."
"...On the bed?"
I was sitting on a chair beside the bed, leaning over to offer my breast. Climbing up would mean kneeling, naturally turning it into a lap pillow nursing position.
"...Fine, whatever."
It didn't feel like a big deal. Sitting on the chair with one knee up was awkward anyway—nursing was nursing. Plus, the soft bed was comfier for my butt.
"Okay then, uhm..."
"Forget something?"
"No..."
Shaking my head, I finally pulled the bikini straps down for real. My perky breasts spilled out, areolas and nipples still pink despite all the sucking they'd endured.
Seeing Geon-yul glued to my chest made me shy all over again.
"Don't stare so blatantly."
"Aw, you get embarrassed by a guy's gaze now? You're a full woman."
"Y-you! No saying stuff like that! If you're gonna talk dirty, use your girlfriend voucher for the month! I'm not your girlfriend, I used to be a guy, and..."
"Want a kiss?"
"That's not what I meant!!"
As I fumed, Geon-yul grinned mischievously and gripped my nipple like a joystick, jiggling it up-down, side-to-side. Milk flowed freely, wetting his hand.
"There we go. Even smells nutty and rich."
"Always with the milk fetish..."
He'd changed me into a lactating body without a second thought when he could add any function—so yeah, it was obvious. Geon-yul loved milk. Or more precisely, women who produced it turned him on. He'd tease me about it constantly: Chae-a Milk, selling Chae-a cheese, shipping me to the farm if I misbehaved...
And getting turned on every time he teased me? Legendary.
No surprise he was thrilled about me in a cow bikini doing nursing play. Just looking at his crotch confirmed it—a full mast, untouched.
Full erection already, and I haven't even touched it.
Digging deeper might tie back to losing his mom young, but I didn't want to go there.
Still, I can use this to my advantage.
I switched to a loving mother's smile and leaned in, rubbing my breasts all over his face.
"Here ya go, here ya go♡ Now be quiet and suck my milk to get better♡"
"Mmph... why the sudden tantrum...!"
"Tantrum? Hng, didn't you say I'm a full woman now? Gotta throw a little fit~"
"Mmmph, mmph... you cow bitch...!"
"Yesss~ Chae-a's your milk cow mommy~ Say 'mommy,' say 'mommy'~"
"Mmph... mmmph..."
Rubbing my chest on his face while he lay in my lap left him gasping, and he finally latched onto my nipple. His hand snuck to his crotch, stroking over his pants—like he might blow any second—so I quickly yanked them down with his underwear.
"Aww, Geon-yul baby~ Suck mommy's tits~"
*Slurp... sluuuurp...*
"Nnghaat... ah, my baby's so strong..."
Geon-yul's mouth latched with insane suction. His lips sealed tight around my areola, aggressively sucking my left breast, making my hips twitch uncontrollably.
"Aahn... m-milk keeps leaking..."
*Slurp... pwah! "Mommy, you getting off on your son sucking your tits?"
"N-no way..."
"Lick... even like this?"
His slick, wet tongue slid from under my breast, laving my areola and nipple on the way up—my whole body shivered.
What started as me trying to dominate had backfired, stoking the heat instead.
"S-sorry... mommy was bad..."
"Sticking to the mommy act?"
He latched again, swirling his tongue around my hardened nipple before nipping lightly. Licking was tough enough; the bite made my vision spin.
"N-no more, sowwy... I was bad..."
"Fine, drop it. Let's just finish the medicine. Your milk's so rich, hides the bitter taste perfectly. Offer the other one."
"Here!"
I presented the other breast. His casual "tit treatment" stung a little, but more than that, being objectified like furniture had my body buzzing again. My crotch throbbed.
But with Geon-yul's head in my lap, I couldn't rub my thighs together. I kneaded my breast with one hand, chasing the faint pleasure.
*Slurp... sluuuurp... slurp slurp... lick...*
"Ahn... ahn... haat... huuung..."
"Pwah, keep kneading like that. Almost done now?"
"Yesss... Master... enjoy all the Chae-a milk you want..."
"...Huh? No eyes on us, and suddenly formal?"
My face burned crimson. I'd slipped into my usual deferential mode without thinking, lost in the sucking. Voluntarily acting like a proper bitch—no, a milk cow—humiliated me. I couldn't lift my head...
"Why?"
Oh no—looking down met Geon-yul's eyes. A tiny dip lower, and our lips would've touched. I jerked my head up, focusing solely on kneading and stroking him off.
Standard nursing handjob play has the woman in control, teasing the guy freely... so why can't I win even here against Geon-yul?
I knew the answer already. Tell Geon-yul, he'd say, "Cuz you're lame." Ask the nurse, "Classic example of a bitch who loses every time." Friends? "Total masochist defeat-addict pervert bitch." Mostly bullshit, but enough truth I couldn't strut confidently.
*Smooch—smooch—*
Geon-yul's belly looked slightly fuller—probably packed with my milk. Mine felt deflated, milk nearly gone. But his cock stood strong as ever.
"Urgh... ah, so full. Drank too much."
"My nipples huuurt..."
"Sorry, sorry. Too rough? Haven't done this in a while—lost control."
"I'll take care of down there soon, just wait."
Curious if more milk remained, he toyed with my nipple, squeezing and rolling it in his mouth while I jerked him furiously. His glans swelled, ready to burst.
*Creak—*
The door opened behind us—had to be the nurse. Right on cue, Geon-yul erupted, and I dove down, catching every drop in my mouth.
*Sluuurp—sloooorp—gulp!*
As always, I chewed his thick semen thoroughly before swallowing—it never went down easy. The cum scent filled my mouth, but clashed bearably with my milk aroma.
Glancing sideways, I spotted the woman at the door, eyes wide.
Yup, teacher.
Remembering that embarrassing time I'd burped cum in front of Geon-yul, I swallowed back the rising burp and hopped off the bed.
Move before suspicion—might get scolded for climbing on the bed without permission, bitch or not.
Geon-yul covered for me.
"Whew, Chae-a's milk is legit medicine. She climbed up cuz I said I'd reward her with my milk too. Fair trade after hers."
"Ah, hmm. Fair enough. Bitches dirtying sheets is common, though."
"Haha! No mess this time—lucky!"
Geon-yul slapped the sheets confidently, then touched where I'd sat and faltered slightly.
"Hmm, why's it wet here? Oh, and the back of my head..."
Luckily, the nurse missed the last bit. She approached, helped me out of the cow bikini, handed me gym clothes, and chuckled.
"Figures. A cum reward, huh? Bitches do love semen snacks."
"Hehe, yeah! Master's cum is the best!"
Best? It was bitter and fishy. Addictive, sure—but without the sweet cum function, no way it'd taste good.
"My mistake. Thought you were handjobbing him, Chae-a."
"Huh?"
...What?
"You saw me nursing-handjobbing him earlier. Worried you'd copy me exactly while feeding the med-milk."
"...Is handjobbing bad?"
"Hm? No, not at all. I only did it cuz he was drugged into heat—not required with the milk. Didn't want you misunderstanding."
"Ah, aha..."
"C'mon, even a bitch isn't that dumb?! I never said to handjob—just nurse!"
I unconsciously licked cum residue from my lips and chuckled hollowly.
"Ha, haha, hahahaha..."
Absurd—couldn't help laughing.
Didn't... have to handjob?
Think positive, positive...
Master's cum milk is the ultimate bitch reward anyway—it's fine, right?
Fine my ass!
"Gotta hit the bathroom real quick."
First, wipe this off. Can't breathe with the cum smell.