Caught & Cursed - The Breast Milk of All
Story by Abelet on SoFurry
The witches Abelet and Blake catch a bun snooping around their cottage. Time to try out a cow curse!
[center]YCH from my Caught & Cursed event for MuadHaderach on FurAffinity!
Ellie belongs to them.
Abelet and Blake belongs to me.
As of posting, there are still lots of stores on offer so do check the event if you like the story![/center]
[center][b][i][color=Red]The Breast Milk of All[/color][/b][/i][/center]
Blake stood behind her prey, arms wrapped around the bird-bunny hybrid as her hands explored her form. Ellie tensed up at the feeling of claws teasing her, especially when there was a grope at her breasts. Why did she let herself get into this situation? That was the question that kept on running through her mind but, the more she thought about it, the less sense she could make. Who went into a forest to look for witches who were notorious for pranking the nearby town just to find out if they were real? Well, apparently she did… but why?! If they weren't real then it'd just be a huge waste of time stumbling around aimlessly and getting lost. And if they were real, one could find themselves in a situation exactly like this one, about to be used as a guinea pig for their curses! There was no rational thought that would get anyone into that hunt!
The red-haired wolfess, Abelet, was still flicking through that big book she had, glancing up at her sister's fondling every now and then. The violet-eyed one seemed particularly focused on the breasts as she rubbed against her body, cock pressed on Ellie's rear and throbbing. It seemed she'd had a good amount of stimulation before this…
Abelet slowed the turning of pages and giggled as she looked at the other witch. “Do you have an idea?"
Blake just silently smirked for a moment, teasing their prey more, fingers pinching at nipples to elicit a soft gasp when pleasure sharply worked its way through Ellie. “We skipped breakfast this morning… I'm a little bit hungry."
Abelet made a lustful grin as her eyes focused on Ellie's breasts, licking her lips. “And they are kind of big already." The book snapped shut and the wolfess focused her emerald eyes onto Ellie's. “Alright! We'll finally try that curse. Oh, don't look so worried. We're going to make you useful. Won't that be nice?"
Blake gave a stronger squeeze, really getting into kneading the breasts in her hands. “Need a hand with setting it up?"
Abelet waltzed away towards the doorway they'd entered through. “It'll fit on one plate. You keep our trespasser company." And with that she was gone, footsteps heard getting further and further away.
The dark witch kept up her fondling, making soft playful sounds as she clearly enjoyed whatever idea she had in her head. “Always curious as to why you people try to break in here. Tell me."
Ellie let out a heavy breath as heat welled up in her body despite the cold of the room. Just too good not to follow the order; that damn potion that was keeping her here instead of running. “I just wanted to see if you were real."
“Well, we're real…" Blake giggled. “And curiosity killed the cat." She gave another firm squeeze. “Or, in this case, curiosity made a cow."
A cow? Ellie didn't understand what Blake meant by that. But Abelet was soon to return, holding a plate of different cheeses and cream. Her stomach rumbled. “Perhaps I should have brought some more for us to snack on."
Blake laughed as she separated from Ellie finally, taking some of the cheese from the plate and setting to placing them around the points of the tridecagram, as did her sister. “We'll have plenty to snack on soon enough."
“True…" The red-haired one smiled at Ellie, expression full of anticipation. And soon all that she'd brought was placed. Immediately there was a gentle purple light that came from the tridecagram, bathing the hybrid in it. And the sisters approached…
The red-haired one pushed in closer, bumping her sister out of the way in the process, and grasped at both of Ellie's breasts, hands caressing along the curves without too much of a squeeze as she got a feel for the natural shape.
“H-hey! Greedy!" shouted the dark witch.
“Oh, you already played a bit," said Abelet. “Isn't it fair if I get a bit of a go by myself?" Her thumbs teased at the nipples, circling on areola and flicking the protrusions themselves. Ellie gasped.
“You didn't have to shove me out of the way." Blake growled as she composed herself and joined her sister, just a foot behind and looking over her shoulder. “How long does it take to kick in?"
“Patience, Sister…" Abelet continued teasing the way that she was as she spoke. “Everything we do to her breasts now will contribute. Even this! It's just not enough to notice yet." A sudden heavy squeeze. The red witch watched with a curious face as if she was expecting something more than Ellie's moans to result. She giggled. “And I guess it's still not enough for [i]that[/i] to happen just yet." She glanced over her shoulder, making a bit of room at her side as she released one of the hybrid's breasts. “Alright, you focus on that one and I'll take this one."
Blake grinned as she joined in the groping. “Hold on! Why do you get the left side? How do you know I don't want that one?"
Abelet smirked. “I've never noticed you leaning to one side in particular… It was a random choice but we can swap."
The dark wolfess shook her head, leaning in close to Ellie's breast and letting the warmth of her breath fall over her. “I was just curious if you had a reason." She shrugged, holding a firm grip on Ellie's breast, and engulfed the nipple with her mouth, suckling and tonguing.
The spike in pleasure was intense, making Ellie moan even louder than when Abelet roughly groped both her breasts at the same time. But it struck her in a very particular way that made her feel like something was off. She's had her nipples teased before but it had never felt quite as good, never had quite such a tingle as what she experienced now. Warmth, even more powerful than what she found in the wolfess' mouth, bloomed inside her chest. It spread out, reaching through the rest of her body, but right here in her chest was where it focused itself.
Abelet smirked. “And now you have me curious if you do prefer the left… Something I'll have to experiment on with you later." She quickly reached and pinched her sister's left nipple, making Blake suddenly jump and squirm, clenching down harder with her fingers and teeth on the breast she was latched onto. That made Ellie squeal. And then the red-haired one joined in on the play, doing much as her sister did, firmly groping and suckling, tongue swirling at the nipple.
With every second of this treatment that passed, Ellie felt as though more and more nerves were being struck, points of pleasure that had never been touched on before regardless of how many times she'd had her breasts suckled on before. It made her wonder… Were these witches just a step above everyone else when it came to breastplay? That they could deliver such pleasure? Or was it this ritual of theirs?
The hybrid soon began to sense that she had an answer. The heat reached a peak, filling her as if to the brim with nothing left to fill… and then her body seemingly made more room to be filled. Literally, the space within her breasts increased as they slowly grew in size! But it was nothing sudden. All this time, since that purple glow had taken over the room, any attention given to her breasts was causing them to gradually increase in size, to make every touch and tease feel better as her sensitivity rose. It had been subtle but now she was certain that it was happening; after all, the wolfesses could not capture so much of her tits in their hands anymore, the flesh burgeoning beyond their fingers bit by bit.
Ellie couldn't manage much more than her squirms as she stood there. She wanted to ask what was happening, why her chest was getting heavier and why it felt so good. By now it felt even better than following their orders! But her voice was completely stolen by her moans. And soon enough, she couldn't even stand anymore, falling to her knees. Both wolfesses gasped as she pulled away from their mouths, and Abelet wiped away some of the saliva that flicked onto her chin as the strands connecting her to her target snapped.
Blake didn't seem to care about keeping clean though, immediately getting down lower to reach the breast she was so set on tormenting. “No one told you to stop standing… not that it matters."
“It is a bit more comfortable if we sit down for our meal," said Abelet, soon joining her sister on the floor.
“M-meal? What have you done to me?" Ellie finally found her voice to speak up.
Blake giggled, offering no answer as she got back to suckling, making it feel better than ever. Abelet, on the other hand, did speak. “All a part of the curse so far. We're yet to see if it works entirely so just enjoy it while we try to get you there…" Ellie didn't look particularly happy with the answer. It just left her with more questions. “Oh, don't look so disappointed. Surprises are fun! There doesn't need to be instant gratification all the time, you know?" And then the red-haired one resumed her suckling.
Ellie clenched her eyes shut, tilting back her head so that she would have been looking at the ceiling if she could see anything, neck straining as she endured the pleasure being pushed through her nipples by the witches. The heat was greater than ever, taking up so much space and burning like a fire… and then there was relief. The fire did not go down but there was a feeling of release that stopped it from getting any more intense. She could feel the heat on the outside of her nipples now, soaking on her briefly as the sisters licked it up quite greedily… A liquid? It finally dawned on the hybrid. What she could feel was her own milk being drawn out from her breasts and being fed to the wolfesses. She'd begun lactating! And though the heat had stopped growing, the pleasure only increased as her breasts became more willing to part with the liquid bounty, each squeeze and suckle causing larger squirts and sprays of her milk. She moaned… as did the witches who were finally satisfying their daily hunger on the meal they'd been alluding to all this time.
Blake gasped and panted, stopping her suckling a moment so that the liquid drooled down Ellie's breast and dripped onto her lap where she was knelt. “W-wow, that's good stuff! We should have tried this curse on someone years ago, Abby!"
The red-haired one stopped her suckling as well but kept up the squeeze with her hand, giving a few pumps as her eyes remained on the engorged nipple. It generously sprayed onto her chest in response. She giggled. “We should have but… this still isn't quite enough for me to fill up on."
Blake leaned in and licked up the trickle of milk that was pouring down Ellie's breast with a long satisfied mmm. And yet her words shared Abelet's dissatisfaction. “I know what you mean… We have made her useful quite yet." Then a mischievous and cruel grin crossed her lips. There's only so much you and I can coax out of her. We could go on like this and get her productive enough to feed us for one meal or…"
The enchanting emerald eyes of the other wolfess seemed to light up with realization of what her sister was getting at. “We do have that equipment laying around somewhere…" She wobbled from side to side, eyes shut as if in thought, and then jumped up onto her paws. “You keep on working at her and I'll see if I can find it." She stroked at Ellie's cheek. “We may just make a good cow out of you yet!"
And off she went, leaving Blake there with a grin, a predator with prey all to herself and licking her lips as she feasted with her eyes. It was only a moment before she lunged forward to feast with her mouth again, suckling at the nipple Abelet had been giving attention to while she groped at both breasts with rough motions.
Ellie dared to look down now, peeking with one eye open to discover what she had suspected was the case… Her breasts must have doubled in size! Certainly the weight was more than that with all the milk they were loaded with! They were changing her center of balance and, as Blake continued to toy with her this way, she could see the growth happening, faster than ever, more and more milk bursting from the unattended nipple which also engorged. It must have been as thick as her thumb by now! And the one in Blake's mouth was showing off just how sensitive they were. It was like being tongued directly on her clit! And her body moved as if that was what was happening right now.
Every moment seemed to pass by like flashes of lightning and yet, all together, they dragged out to incredible lengths. The hybrid had no sense of the time that really passed as she was knelt there and was scarcely aware of anything but the pleasure she was feeling and the way her body was changing. She didn't even realize when she ended up laid out on the ground, Blake atop her. It was only the orgasm that squirted from between her legs that ironically broke her attention away from her breasts enough for her to feel the ground at her back.
Completely blissed out and yet the dark wolfess continued to suckle from each of her breasts, continued to fondle them, continued to make them grow. Until she didn't. Ellie took a few moments to come around but, when she opened her eyes, she saw the sisters standing over her, looking down with malicious grins and holding… some kind of device each. There was some machine nearby, with tubes that ran to the devices which were cup shaped. No doubt they were something relating to her breasts but they were hardly big enough to be put on her enormous mammaries… Her nipples though? They'd engorged, quite sizable, but perhaps were still just small enough to fit.
Ellie's considerations turned out to be correct as the witches attached one to each nipple and… after Abelet fiddled around with the machine, it made some noise and an intense pressure sucked her nipples hard into the cups. There were light releases of the pressure but, for the most part, it kept up, and Ellie's breasts sprayed her new milk in large quantities, far more than either of the sisters had managed to get out of her until now. And through the tubes the liquid traveled, making the transparent tunnel completely white.
The hybrid squirmed with her back on the ground, feeling the heat from before somehow increasing further despite the release she was finding in being milked. She recognized it as her production now, feeling more and more of her milk flowing in relation to how much heat and pressure she felt in her chest. Would it always be like this? Her tits had grown so large now, far past ever fitting into any clothing she had ever seen and there was no sign of it stopping… until the purple glow began to fade.
The ritual was over and so it seemed that the growth of her breasts and their productivity had ended… But they did not decline either, staying at this size and generosity all the time. Ellie moaned as Abelet squeezed one of her breasts. At least the pressure was going down… Apparently she [i]could[/i] be milked dry but, how long that would take and for how long she'd remain empty, there was still a mystery.
“A lot bigger than I ever imagined…" said the red-haired one. “I do believe this curse is quite a success." She pulled one of the cups off with a popping sound and wrapped her lips around the freed nipple, trapping it almost immediately. There was so much milk as she suckled that she was forced to gulp, being quite noisy about it.
Blake chuckled, taking a bottle away from the machine and replacing it with another that was empty… The one that she held now was filled to the brim with white liquid and Ellie had no doubt that it was her milk when she spied it. “A complete success!" She looked at the machine. “It's filling so quickly with just one of her breasts hooked up. We'll have so many bottles from this… Think of what we could use them for! More experiments, potions, breakfast or cooking… We could even trade them to the town!"
Abelet fell back with a gasp, milk wetting her face when she broke free. She just laid on the ground, looking at the ceiling, panting and grinning as she rubbed her stomach. “Damn it… I'm full." And then she glanced at her sister, emerald eyes sparkling with mischief yet again. “I have a better idea. I don't really want to have to look after her… so how about we just give her to the town in return for them making regular offerings of her milk to us?"
Blake smirked at Ellie. “Well, I'm sure we can find a farmer who'd be willing to make use of such a productive cow… Like the sound of that trespasser?" She came close, squeezing at the engorged nipple that Abelet had been suckling from. “I'm not giving them the machine though… so you'll just have to settle with a nice hands-on approach." And then she got her lips around it, starting to drink her fill. After all, she still hadn't had breakfast and Ellie had so much more to give!