Thirty Milky Days Day 3
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It all started with a contest. It was innocuous: one of those surveys
you fill out online to get a chance at some free merchandise. I never
expected to win anything. I never expected what followed. The survey
itself was pretty simple. It asked about hair care, body wash, food
preferences, spare time activities. The problem was that it only
wanted people who in their twenties and women. Me being a little
greedy, I filled it in as if I were a woman and put my live-in
girlfriend's name in the survey.
I didn't think twice about the survey until Alicia, my girlfriend, was
checking the mail. She opened a package while I was sitting in the
living room. "Eric," I heard her call, "do you know anything about a
contest for a spa treatment?"
I thought for a moment and the prizes for the survey popped to mind.
It wasn't the top prize, so I hadn't given it much thought, but I did
recall it being one of them. "Maybe. Why?"
Alicia walked in and showed me the piece of paper. "Apparently, I won
a full day at a local spa for something I sure as hell don't remember
entering."
Now, let me be clear on something: Alicia is very much the dominant
partner in our relationship. She's a lawyer by trade, hates losing
arguments, and loves me dearly because I'm willing to let her lead.
She is also physically stronger and taller than I am. I never really
got out of that gangly phase when I was fifteen. I've never broke five
foot six inches tall. At age twenty-six, I never had a growth spurt,
nor any major muscle growth, much less any body hair. I'm every bit
the slim, long haired, comic geek that I was ten years ago. Alicia
calls it a runner's build. Alicia, on the other hand, is taller than
me by a couple of inches. She's athletic with just a bit of curves in
all the right places. She lifts weights and likes to overpower me when
we make out, which, I'll admit, I enjoy just as much.
I digress.
Alicia, and the pissed off glare she gave me, meant I had two choices:
lie or confess. I decided for a half-truth. "I filled out some survey
trying to win free groceries where they wanted a woman's input and put
your name on it. Surprise?" I smiled big and hoped she wouldn't be
too mad.
She rolled her eyes. "God, you an be so immature some days. You don't
really think things through, do you?"
I shrugged but didn't deny it. "I'm sorry. It was just a silly
survey. I didn't mean to upset you."
Alicia sighed and read over the paperwork. "Well, it's a free day at
their spa. I guess that's not too bad. There's even a coupon for half
off on up to two additional day passes." She flipped through the
brochure. "Looks pretty pricey. All meals covered. Guaranteed to
bring health and beauty and a sense of personal fulfillment. Ideal for
couples." She waggled her brows at me then climbed over me, straddling
my lap. "Maybe I should take you with me. After all, this is for
women. And you're barely man enough anyway."
I would've argued, but I liked where she was going. I also didn't mind
the humiliation. I knew she was teasing me, getting off on the power
play, so I played along. "Only after you enjoy yourself first. If you
insist on going a second time, I can't see how it would hurt for me to
go."
She slid off my lap and pulled out her phone, then called them. I
watched TV, though became curious when she started to get excited. She
smiled at me when she hung up. "They have an opening today, so, while
you're stuck at work, I'm going to go get pampered."
I looked at the clock and shook my head. "Enjoy. You deserve it for
putting up with me." I stood up and kissed her cheek. "Have fun. I
expect to hear all about it when you get home."
I got ready for work as she grabbed her purse and headed for the door.
Eleven hours later, I arrived home, physically and mentally exhausted.
The normal technical support agent that should've been there when I was
ready to leave called in due to his kid being sick and there wasn't
going to be anyone in for another two hours, so I had been stuck,
trying to fix a system crash at the end of my shift. I didn't want to
think. I wasn't even hungry. I just wanted Alicia and our bed.
I only got my bed.
Realizing she still wasn't home, I checked my phone and found a text
message. "This place is unbelievable. Will be home late. Love you."
She'd sent it not long before my normal shift would've ended and, while
I was happy that she was having a good time, I was so tired, I wasn't
concerned. Taking off my clothes, I took a quick shower, dried off,
and climbed into bed naked, pulling the light sheet over me.
I awoke to the feeling of Alicia climbing into bed. The room was
barely illuminated by the moonlight coming through the drapes, but I
knew the touch on my inner thigh well. I'd been woken by it many
times. What I couldn't see was her. I began to open my eyes, only to
feel Alicia's hand go over them. "Shhh... keep them closed," she
whispered in my ear before sucking on it, "I want to surprise you."
It was an odd thing to say, but, in my sleep fogged mind, I went with
it. After all, the feeling of her hand stroking my thigh, teasingly
close to my rigid cock, was enough to get me to do any thing she asked.
I kept my eyes closed and felt her hand slide away from my eyes and
crotch, only to feel her weight over my body as she straddled me and
slid down, impaling herself on my cock. I heard her moan and smiled.
"Touch me, Eric. But no peeking."
I wasn't the kind of man to argue. I slide my hands up her side and to
her breasts, but what I felt confused me. My hands met soft, doughy
flesh far sooner than I expected. As my hands caressed her breasts, my
mind struggled to understand what my hands were feeling. Her breasts
were large, far lager than they had been this morning, and, when my
palms brushed her nipples, I swore a felt moister. When I gave her
breasts a squeeze, her breathy moan was a good sign how turned on she
was. "That's a good pet. Now play with my ass."
This was new. I was a bit submissive, but she'd never called me "pet"
before. Again, far be it from me to argue. I slid my hands around her
hips, again, my mind telling me there was more here then before. Her
ass swelled out in a nice curve, her smooth skin a delight to the
touch. When I gave her ass a squeeze, she moaned, though it
suspiciously sounded almost like a moo.
That was when I felt her lean down, her nipple brushing against my
lips. It was large and firm and I took the hint instantly. When I
sucked it between my lips, I was rewarded with a sweet, creamy, spurt
of milk. I almost opened my eyes then, but Alicia chose that moment to
rock her hips, stoking my cock within her warm, slick, pussy. Instead
of moaning, I began to suckle harder.
"That's it, pet. Drink from me," she commanded. "You were very
naughty earlier, pretending to be me, but I'm going to make everything
right."
Her words rang in my ears and I knew what she said was true. Of course
she would make it all right. I didn't understand what was wrong, but
she would fix it. I swallowed mouthful after mouthful of her creamy
milk, feeling it fill my belly, spreading a content warmth throughout
my body. I felt her seize up, her body trembling, her voice crying out
as her body reached climax, but still she stayed over me. "That's
right. Drink up while that pathetic little cock shrivels up. You
never ever came inside me."
Through the fog of pleasure, I faintly realized she was right, but
didn't care. I wanted nothing more than the taste of her milk on my
tongue. I felt my cock began to shrink away as she stroked my face and
side. "You like that, don't you? You love the feeling of having your
hands caressing a curvy ass, breasts mashed against your face." I
nodded, licking and sucking on her milky nipple. "You were never
strong enough to make love to me like a man," she whispered, "but I
liked that. I love being in control of you."
She pulled her nipple away and I couldn't help but whimper. It was so
good that I wanted more... no, it was more like I needed more. Just
one more taste. She laughed as she ran her hands up my chest, her
palms rubbing against my hairless nipples, sending a shock of pleasure
through my body. That was new. "No opening your eyes yet, pet. I
want to enjoy this." I felt her slide down my body, her hands
caressing my sides and hips before wrapping her lips around my nipple.
The pleasure caused me to cry out and my voice almost cracked. My
nipples had never been this sensitive before. "Now, if you want any
more of my milk, be a good pet and pet and play with your tits."
I'd never considered the flat area on my chest as "tits" but I wanted
Alicia happy and, more importantly, I wanted more milk. As Alicia slid
down my body and began licking my soft nub of a cock, I could feel my
orgasm building. My hands began to caress the area around my nipples.
When my hands squeezed more flesh than should've been there, I couldn't
help myself. I opened my eyes and looked down. What I saw were my
hands cupping small, fleshy orbs, while my thumbs teased my nipples.
Alicia looked up at me and I could see her grin. "Naughty pet. You
ruined the surprise." Her hands slid around my hips as her tongue
flicked against the tiny nub between my legs. I still couldn't see her
clearly, but what was evident was there was more of her. Her hips and
ass flared out and, in the darkness, I couldn't see where her breasts
stopped and my legs started. "You filled out a survey as a woman and
the spa day was for you, not me. But don't worry, pet, they were so
nice and gave me a way to make sure I'd bring you back tomorrow. Now
be a good girl and cum for me, pet." She flicked her tongue over the
tip of my cock and I felt my world explode. It was like my normal
orgasm, but, instead of just the intense pleasure around my cock, it
flared to my chest and throughout my crotch.
My hands kept playing with my breasts, squeezing them with the pulses
of my orgasm, each moment the amount of breasts flesh between my hands
increasing. Alicia didn't let up, though. Not at all. The feeling,
though, changed. It was like the area she used to tease around my cock
became hypersensitive to pleasure, her tongue trailing up and down it
before pushing in. In?
My brain snapped back into gear.
I tried to pull back and away, but Alicia held me there. I managed to
reach the lamp on the nightstand and turned it on.
Alicia blinked a bit then frowned at me. She slowly shifted up to her
knees, keeping mine beneath her. I blinked as well and, once my sight
cleared, stared at her with my mouth agape. Her breasts were easily
the size of her head, swaying pendulously, milk on the tips of her
nickle wide nipples. Her hips, too, were wider, shapelier. She shook a
finger at me. "Naughty pet. I told you to keep your eyes closed."
She leaned forward and slid her hands to my breasts, which were still
swelling, but no where near the size of Alicia's. When she gave them a
squeeze, I felt the pleasure shoot from them to my groin. "I did tell
you that weren't man enough. You never were. And you can't tell me
you never thought about what it be like to be a woman."
Alicia ground her slick pussy against my crotch and I cooed with a high
pitch squeal. I almost lost track of what I wanted to say. "I...
sure... I may have wondered, but I didn't ask for this."
She smiled down at me. "Oh, I know you didn't ask, but you are my pet
and I am your owner. You were such a poor excuse for a man. Now I'm
going to make everything right. After all, I wear the pants in this
relationship. It's about time you wear the dresses," she said, smiling
at me as she pinched my nipple, illiciting another gasp, "or whatever
else I have you wear."
I wanted to argue, but I couldn't. I had to admit, it felt good, being
a girl. Still, part of me resisted. "But what if I want to be a man?"
Alicia smiled down at me then slid off my body. "What makes you think
I want you back as a boyfriend instead of as a girlfriend?"
I reached for her then jerked my hand back. She couldn't be serious.
"You'd prefer me to be a woman?"
Her back to me, Alicia pulled something up her legs that seemed like a
thong. "You were always so sweet and caring, but you know as well as I
do, you always deferred to me. In fact, not once have you ever stood
up when I put my foot down. I'm telling you that, if you want to stay
with me, you'll stay like this for a month and try it out."
I gestured down to my body. "And what about this?" I asked angrily.
"How am I going to explain this?"
Alicia turned around and frowned at me. "Your body, just like mine,
are only temporarily altered. If you don't go with me to the spa
tomorrow, you'll be back to your old self by the next day. Me, I'm
going back. I like the new me." She run her hands up her curvier
body. This was when I noticed the strap on between her legs. "But if
you don't go back with me, I'm going to consider that you're decision.
The lease, if you recall, is in my name. I'll expect you to be packed
and gone before I get back."
My mind raced in circles. She couldn't be serious. I grasped for
another solution. "And what if I go with you? How do I know that I'll
turn back like you said?"
Alicia climbed back onto bed and smacked the inside of my thigh.
"Because I'm your owner and you know I would never intentionally hurt
you, pet." As she rubbed the fake phallus against my pussy lips, or at
least, I presumed it was my pussy as I couldn't see past my now
softball sized breasts, I realized she was right. She was doing this
to try to keep us both happy. "They have a way to reverse the
treatment. If you still want to go back after a month, we'll go back.
But know this, pet, they helped me see the truth."
"And what truth is that?"
"Happiness is the fairer sex and in being as female as I can be." She
said. "I love who you are, Erica, but this new you is much more
attractive. I want my pet. Tell me yes, pet. Tell me you'll let me
show you how wonderful it is to be a woman." With that, she thrust the
strap-on into my pussy. I arched my hips to meet hers, moaning at the
fullness deep inside me. In that moment, I wanted what she was giving
me. I wanted pleasure. I wanted to be owned. I wanted this.
How could I say no?
As she plowed into me again and again, I tried to think of what was
worth saving from my old life. All that came to mind was her: Alicia,
my owner.
When my orgasm over took me, I cried out two words.
"Yes, Mistress."
"Good girl," she said, sliding off of me, laying beside me. She
wiggled and slid the strap on off, before sliding it in her own pussy.
She left me panting for a moment before pulling the dildo out of her
own snatch. As she trailed the slick phallus between my large breasts,
my eyes focused on the dildo and then widened as I saw the droplets of
milk on my own nipples. "Looks like it's milking time for my cow,"
Alicia said with a smile.
"Cow?" I asked. She shushed me and put the phallus to my lips. I
kept my lips closed, though. I understood it was fake, but an hour
ago, I was a man. I didn't want to suck a cock, even a fake one.
Alicia, of course, knew just what to do. When she tugged on my nipple,
causing milk to spurt out, I opened my mouth in a gasp of pleasure.
She, of course, took the opportunity, to force the dildo between my
lips. I thought I would gag, but the taste of her juices combined with
mine was something I couldn't resist. I eagerly sucked and licked on
it, trying to get every drop, every taste. When I heard Alicia moan, I
looked over to find one hand between her legs, the other holding a
breast pump to her nipple. Another pump had been placed between us.
As her moaning got louder, I slid the phallus out of my mouth and back
into my sopping wet pussy. God, I loved how it felt to be filled. I
took the other pump and guided it to my nipple. Turning it on, I cried
out in pleasure, then reached back between my legs, pushing the phallus
in and out.
It felt so good, so right, that, at that moment, I couldn't imagine
going back to being a man. I didn't want to think about it. I just
wanted to feel this pleasure: being milked while I filled my pussy.
For a moment, I imagined it was a real cock and wondered if it would
feel even better. Then I heard my owner cry out in pleasure. My
owner, Alicia.
When my orgasm overtook me, I let out a loud moo, not a moan.
"Good cow," my Mistress said, smiling. She set her pump aside and lay
beside me, taking the pump from my hand and switch it to the other
breast. The bottle was only a quarter full, but I knew I'd have more
milk to give. After all, I was Mistress's cow. "Tomorrow, we go back
to the spa and then shopping." She watched the bottle slowly fill and,
when the milk flow slowed, she stopped the pump.
"I'm going to put these in the fridge... for breakfast." With that,
she climbed off the bed and walked, naked, out of the room, her hips
swaying as she did, her gloriously round, heart shaped ass swaying as
she went. I laid there, exhausted, my body covered in a sheen of
sweat, the bed damp with our combined juices.
I began to let my mind wander. It kept coming back to the same
questions. What would the next thirty days hold for me and when would
Mistress milk me next?
Shifting to my side, I curled up. The light turned off as Alicia slid
behind me, spooning against me, her massive breasts against my back,
her arm over my side. Her hand immediately went to my breast which she
caressed lightly. We still fit against each other and, as she pulled
the sheet over us, I felt my eyes close.
"Sleep, my pet," she whispered, "my beautiful Erica. I love you so
much."
I loved her, too, but I was asleep before I could form the words.
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