Do Hyun-ah: Nutritional Powerhouse
Do Hyun-ah. Age twenty. A sensible TS female seriously pondering whether to head to college after graduating high school or follow her parents into the company.
She woke up in the late afternoon today as well, skillfully cleaning up the bed sheets and underwear soiled from a night of nonstop masturbation, letting out a sigh.
"Mom still hasn't come back."
Her mom had gone out on a date Sunday and hadn't returned home—it had been two full days now.
"What the hell is she doing?"
Her parents being away from home wasn't new; she was used to it lasting a day or two. But that was always for work. They'd never been gone this long for personal reasons.
"Did she get kidnapped or something...? Nah, no way."
If anything, it'd be a miracle if she didn't end up toying with the kidnappers instead.
Sighing again, Hyun-ah whipped up a late lunch. Her younger siblings were still deep in dreamland. Having the maid sisters around meant there wasn't much housework to do—a real blessing.
Well, with all that money coming in, of course they'd make life luxurious.
"Let's see... the breast milk's all gone? Mom won't be back for another couple days..."
After lunch, Hyun-ah checked the freezer. The stock of frozen breast milk for her still-young youngest sibling was depleted. They used it as formula, but mom or the maids' milk was the main go-to.
"But right now, neither's around."
Mom was away on business, and the maids had clocked out.
So who was going to replenish it?
"Buy some formula...? Oh, right, last time we did that, the whole can went to waste."
Was it because her tastes were spoiled? Hyun-ah sighed, picturing her baby sib who wouldn't even touch the stuff.
"I hate using the lactation drug, though..."
Hyun-ah muttered while glaring at the medicine box in the living room.
The drug that made breast milk flow. No real harm to the body, tricked it into thinking you were pregnant with some nutritional mumbo-jumbo.
"But why's it a liquid?"
Trick the body? With nutrition? If they've got tech like that, why not make it a pill instead of this nasty, thick sludge that barely goes down?
"Couldn't they have made it strawberry flavor for once?"
Glare fixed on the malicious potion, Hyun-ah let out a long sigh.
"Maybe feed it to Mom when she gets back."
She'd been in a great mood lately thanks to the dates—might even indulge her once.
Pondering her options while staring holes into the medicine box, she heard the beep-beep-beep of the front door unlocking.
"Mom?"
The sound of the door opening. Hearing it from the entryway, Hyun-ah got up and headed over.
"Why are you so la— holy shit."
"...Calling your mom crazy after seeing her face."
"I mean, look at you right now...?"
Hyun-ah's eyes twitched as she stared at Do Yoonseo.
Supporting the staggering Yoonseo as she stumbled inside, Hyun-ah carefully settled her on the sofa.
"Wh-what happened...?"
"...Hee hee."
"Mom?"
To her daughter's question about what went down, Yoonseo just grinned like an idiot.
Her legs had no strength left; she could barely stand. Her cheeks were sunken in, her eyes dull and lifeless.
Like her essence had been sucked dry—exaggerating a bit, she looked like a mummy. Hyun-ah gazed at her with worry.
"...Did she drain you?"
"...Yeah."
"This is insane."
How the hell did she get drained this bad to come home looking like a corpse?
Suppressing the flood of questions in her head, Hyun-ah looked at Yoonseo.
"Don't tell me she kept you going the whole two days?"
"Her stamina's insane."
"What kind of person even is she? That Seoha lady."
"Right...?"
To Hyun-ah's question, Yoonseo wrapped her hands around her neck, shuddering.
"...Gotta get some food in you first."
Eyeing Yoonseo sprawled on the sofa, Hyun-ah stood up with a mutter.
She looked like she'd drop dead without something to eat right now. Had she run into a succubus or what? Her very vitality seemed sapped. Hyun-ah sighed deeply at the sight.
And yet, grinning like an idiot despite it all— it was so absurd she was speechless.
"...Mom."
"Hm?"
"Think you can eat anything right now?"
"...Nope?"
Yoonseo slowly shook her head.
"Feels like I'd just puke it up."
"You should've paced yourself."
"...If I could've, I wouldn't be like this."
Yoonseo gave a wry smile in response.
She'd begged to stop midway, pleaded, even tried using her strength to say "please, no more."
All of it overpowered.
The hand choking her throat, the whispers of love in her ear, the virgin pussy clamping down on her cock—it held her in place, refusing escape.
Well.
"Hee hee."
It felt good, so it was fine, right?
"Quit laughing. You look like you're about to keel over."
"I'm not dead yet. Let's have a drink."
"A drink? Of what?"
Hyun-ah smacked Yoonseo's back with a scowl.
"Hngh♥"
"...Wow."
For a split second, pure contempt in Hyun-ah's eyes. Shaking her head to snap out of it, she sighed in resignation.
"Want some breast milk?"
"...Any left?"
"Nah. Gotta make fresh."
"...Oh."
Hyun-ah tore open the lactation drug, dumping the contents into her mouth. The thick liquid clung to her tongue and throat. The bitter taste made her curl up, coughing as she chugged water.
"Ugh, this shit's way too bitter."
"That bad?"
"Yeah. I mean, yes. For real. Insanely bitter."
"...I'll ask for strawberry next time."
"...Please do it for real, Mom. Seriously. I'm begging you."
Hyun-ah swished her mouth repeatedly before answering.
"Mug okay?"
"Mmm, yeah... that'll do..."
"Don't be picky. You're loving this anyway."
"Eugh."
Sighing heavily, Hyun-ah grabbed a mug from the cabinet, clutched her breast, and positioned her nipple over it.
"Nngh..."
Sizzle— white breast milk shot into the mug.
An absurd amount gushing out. Pressing hard enough to hurt a bit, a soft moan escaped her lips.
Didn't the drug have painkillers? Why does it hurt?
"Haaah..."
The mug filled up quick. Picking up the sweetly scented full mug, Hyun-ah approached Yoonseo.
"Here."
"Ooh...! Hee hee. Thanks!"
"Then next one's from you."
"Mmm, sure— wait, what?"
Yoonseo froze mid-sip.
Her head slowly turned toward Hyun-ah, creaking like rusty hinges.
"Yeah?"
"...N-no, nothing."
"It better be."
"Hiiing..."
Whining a little, Yoonseo took a sip of the fresh milk.
Sweet aroma filling her mouth. Like milk chocolate, the scent spread, bringing pure satisfaction.
"Hyun-ah, you'd crush it in the dairy biz."
"Thinking about that career too. Though... dairy needs college."
"With your grades, Seoul unis are a breeze."
"Hehe."
Hands on hips, chin up—Hyun-ah's smug grin was blatant.
Sometime she'd stripped down to comfy undies. Yoonseo drained the mug clean, her face gaining a bit of life as she eyed Hyun-ah.
"More!"
"Ehhh."
"Yeah? Mmm?"
"Haa. Fine."
Shuffling closer, Hyun-ah snatched the mug from Yoonseo's hand, set it on the table, and sighed long.
"...Not even doing this for my boyfriends."
Hyun-ah cupped her hefty breasts and offered them to Yoonseo.
Better to let the expert handle it than squeeze painfully herself.
She'd come back creampied by her date this time, but hey—ace of the futanari division and department head.
"If you're eating, suck quick. Drug's wearing off."
"Hngg. My girl's taking such good care of her mom! I'm so happy...?"
"...Shut it."
"Pfft. Then, bon appétit—♥"
"Seoha."
"Yeah?"
Meanwhile, at Yoon Seoha's house.
Yoon Seoyoon eyed her sister—who'd left for a "date" and only returned after two days—with a sullen expression.
"...Why are you glowing like that?"
"Huh?"
"Your face is shining."
"Ahh—"
To Seoyoon's words, Seoha grinned blissfully.
"Got a proper tune-up."
Whistling as she headed to the bathroom, Yoon Seoyoon muttered under her breath.
"...Whoever it was, hope they're still alive."