I started lactating for my own enjoyment before I met Madds. He thought it was hot. Other guys had found it off-putting. I was happy with Madds. He was different. Everything was great. And then I met his roommate. I was in lust. That was bad. Worse, his roommate’s interest in me was much more than I bargained for. Things got very complicated very quickly.

This is a 50,000 word erotic novella that contains explicit sex and sexual descriptions of erotic lactation. It focuses on explicit sex, erotic lactation, adult nursing relationships, risky sex, threesomes, complicated sexual relationships, and other sexually explicit themes and language that not all members of the public will enjoy.

All characters are 18 or older.

Excerpt:

“I don’t want to seem rude but there’s no way to ask this question and not seem…”

Maddock took a deep breath. (On me that would have enhanced my boobs even further.) “Are they real?” He was looking directly at my chest. He didn’t have to specify what he was referring to.

“Of course they’re real,” I told him calmly, the only way to respond to such a question. “Do these look like a figment of your imagination?” I took a sip of my drink and was glad the waiter hadn’t carded me. Being short and cute often has that result. He was probably distracted by my chest.

Maddock chuckled nervously. He was already through the looking glass and I was his Alice, escorting him to places unknown.

If only he knew.

“No, I mean, you know what I mean, I mean…have you—”

“Have I gotten a boob job to make them bigger?” I interrupted him, stopping him from stumbling all over his words. “No. Of course not. That’s stupid. I grew these girls all by myself.”

“Oh. Well. Good to know.”

“Want to know the whole story?”

Milessa Mae

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