Talk:Holstaur/@comment-109.146.65.248-20150831100158/@comment-26911558-20150831170054

I sit her down and make sure her breasts are over the bucket. "Alright then..." I say as I sit down behind her. I was a little nervous when I gently grabbed her breasts. I start kneading her breasts, her letting out moans of what seems to be pain, but after two minutes nothing has come out. I can hear her start to cry. "I really can't lactate..." She wimpers. I hate seeing her in so much pain, but I don't know what I can do. Suddenly, I get an idea. I get up and sit down in front of her. She looks at me confused. I hesitantly pressed my lips against her breats and started sucking as I continued kneading. After a few minutes, I hear her gasp as my mouth intantly becomes full of a sweet liquid. I pull away and watch milk pour out of her breast before doing the same to the other one. When both breasts were flowing, I sit back down behind her and milk her for the next half hour. It took three buckets, but when she was finally out of milk she turned around with tears in her eyes. "Thank you..." She wimpered. "Thank you, so much..." She then proceeded to kiss me.

(Let me know if this was too long)