The Sweetness of Motherhood
"Fufu... Fufufu..." What an absolutely magnificent sight. To think I would see Carmel, her face glistening with tears, begging me to suck her breasts. On top of that, her breasts had swollen to an unnatural size, slowly dripping white milk from their tips. Her expression betrayed a hint of fear at having her body transformed into such an unfamiliar shape. Resentment, shame, humiliation, fear, and a faint trace of anticipation... It was the ultimate expression, blending everything I loved into one.
"Very well, Mother. Just as you wish, I will suck every last drop from those massive breasts of yours. Shall we head to the bed, then?"
Carmel clenched her fists tightly and walked with me toward the bed. With every step she took, her massive, swollen breasts bounced heavily. At this size, normal daily life would be utterly impossible. Right now, only her chest area was exposed. Rather than stripping her completely bare, I preferred keeping her like this. It would feel far more humiliating for her this way. Besides, I could look at her naked body whenever I wanted.
"Sit on the edge there. Just for today, I shall be your baby, Mother. We've done this before, so surely you remember?"
"...Ugh..."
Lying down with my head in her lap, nursing. If a daughter were to suckle from her mother's breast, there was no other position to consider. Glaring at me, Carmel sat on the edge of the bed and offered her lap. I gladly lay down, resting my head on her thighs. The smooth texture of the velvet dress wrapping her thighs brushed against my ear. And on the other side of my face... Carmel's breasts, already reaching down to greet me, pressed against my cheek. A soft, warm, and heavy pressure pleasantly weighed down upon my face.
"Fufu, at this rate, it's going to be hard to find where the nipples are. Come now, won't you feed me yourself?"
"D-Don't talk... like that..."
Carmel adjusted the position of her breasts, bringing her nipple to my mouth. As her breasts had grown, her nipples felt larger than usual as well. I first lightly swept my tongue over the tip, where white droplets were pooling and running down.
"Hngh... Ahh..."
It was sweet. The first taste that hit me was a rich sweetness. It wasn't a sticky, cloying sweetness like sugar water, but a deep, lingering sweetness that left a profound aftertaste as it glided down my throat. To use a comparison, it felt like the sweetest chestnuts had been condensed into a liquid form.
It's delicious... Is breast milk normally this tasty? Or does it only taste like this because it's Carmel's?
Even putting aside the kinky roleplay, it was a flavor I wanted to keep drinking. I began to suckle on Carmel's breast in earnest. Chup, chup, chup... With every suck, milk flowed into my mouth. However, the amount of milk drawn with a single pull was far from satisfying. Compared to my desire to gather a mouthful and gulp it down, the flow was too meager, perhaps because it was calibrated for a baby.
Chup, chuuuup! Driven by that desire, I sucked even harder. The amount of milk flowing into my mouth increased slightly. But that wasn't the only thing that increased. Carmel's groans were also growing far more intense.
"Sera... Ah... If you suck... hngh... that hard..."
While surrendering her breasts to me, Carmel's body shuddered continuously. It was an incredibly lewd gesture that looked nothing like a mother nursing her child. At this rate, I'd have to worry about when she actually had a real baby.
I pulled my mouth away from Carmel's nipple and lightly slapped her other breast, signaling her to bring it to my lips. Groaning, she complied, bringing the opposite nipple to my mouth. While I had been suckling the other side, precious milk had been leaking down this one. I licked my way up along the wet trail, then began to suck hard on the nipple right from the start.
"Hnghhhh...!"
It seemed her sensitivity had spiked significantly while the other nipple was being violated. Carmel reacted violently. I could feel the tremors vibrating through the inner thighs where my head rested.
"Why, ah... does it feel... so good... just from... my nipples... hngh..."
Carmel's reaction was definitely unusual. Although her erogenous zones had always been highly sensitive, it had never been to this extent. The Breast Enhancement Potion didn't actually contain any effects to make the breasts more sensitive. This was entirely of Carmel's own making. Lactating despite not having a child, and having her breasts swell to an uncomfortable size—to escape this predicament, she was once again submitting to my humiliation. This absurd situation itself was what was turning Carmel on.
Amidst her groans, Carmel spoke in an anxious voice.
"Haa, ah... Are they... really... going to go back to normal...? Ah... My breasts..."
Whispering something like that at a time like this was cheating... Just how much more did she plan on turning me on? Carmel's anxious voice made my body heat up. Yearning to drink more, I sucked harder, but the amount entering my mouth was still far too lacking compared to my desire. Then, I suddenly remembered when I had squeezed Juliana's breasts. When we first operated the breast pump, the milk flow had been quite sluggish. The solution to that had been to apply direct pressure to the breasts and squeeze them. I brought both hands to the breasts before me and gave them a light squeeze.
"Ah, ngh...!"
Along with Carmel's groan, the amount of milk flowing into my mouth definitely increased. Having finally found a way to satisfy my desire, I began to put the method into practice in earnest. Squeeze, squeeze. I kneaded her breasts, applying pressure with both hands. It was a slightly different motion than my usual fondling. I directed the force from top to bottom, squeezing the contents downward. At the same time, I increased the suction of my mouth. Irritated by the teasingly small amounts from before, I sucked on Carmel's nipple even harder.
...Oh, ohh...
A substantial amount of milk flooded into my mouth. While it wasn't quite a stream from a water dispenser, it was comparable to a weak water gun. It was a vast improvement compared to before. The sweet taste of breast milk. Utterly captivated by this literal sweetness of motherhood, I mindlessly sucked and kneaded Carmel's breasts.
"Ahua... Hngh..."
The nature of Carmel's groans had also shifted slightly. Unlike the sharp, frantic cries from earlier, her voice had grown thick and wet. It seemed she was now genuinely immersed in the pleasure of having her breasts suckled. Amidst those lewd groans, she let slip a barely audible whisper, which I did not miss.
"Se-Sera... Is it... delicious...?"
Hearing those words, I finally snapped. I pushed myself up and shoved Carmel down onto the bed.
"Ah! W-What...!"
Carmel stared up at me with wide, startled eyes at my sudden movement. I wiped the milk from my lips and spoke.
"Let's change positions. Lie there and wait."
Confused, Carmel's eyes darted left and right. Did she seriously not realize what she had just said? Had those words slipped out from her subconscious? I walked over to the table and picked up a knife. Carmel lay quietly on the bed just as I had told her, waiting for me. Even as I climbed on top of her and brought the knife close, she didn't flinch. Rip, riiiip— The knife sliced through her clothes along the already torn seams. The queen's dress, which must have been unimaginably expensive, was ruthlessly shredded. Since her breasts had already burst through, she wouldn't be wearing it again anyway.
Carmel's bare skin was revealed through the split fabric. Her upper body was now completely naked. Even lying flat on her back, her massive breasts boasted an overwhelming volume. The leaked milk pooled in the valley between them. It was a breathtakingly erotic sight. The only piece of clothing remaining on her lower body was her black panties. Despite the dark fabric, the wet stain there made its presence glaringly obvious.
"Haah, haah..."
There was no longer even a trace of resistance in Carmel's eyes. She was like a feast laid out, waiting to be devoured. Feeling a thrill run through my entire body, I stared at the sight for a moment.
"H-Hurry... Even now... more milk keeps welling up inside my breasts..."
It seemed Carmel completely believed my claim that all the milk inside her breasts had to be sucked out. Oh, Mother, how incredibly naive of you. I set the knife aside and climbed fully onto her body.
"Fufu, don't be so impatient, Mother. I will squeeze out every single drop for you, whether you want me to or not."
Straddling Carmel's slender waist, I faced the two massive mounds. They were like a pair of mystical twin peaks, with a white spring bubbling from their summits. I gathered them together with both hands and squeezed them tightly. Under the pressure, white droplets sprayed lightly before trickling down her breasts. It was a luxurious, hidden paradise unlike anything else in the world. I buried my face in Carmel's cleavage and began to lick up the flowing streams.
"Hngh, ah... Ahhh...!"
Every time her breasts were squeezed, and every time my tongue teased her pale flesh, Carmel's hips writhed beneath me. Judging by the soaked state of her panties, she must have already climaxed weakly a few times since I first started suckling. Just as I had acquired a taste for Carmel's milk, Carmel seemed to have acquired a taste for the pleasure in her breasts.