lactoking
lactoking
Lactoking
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26M, in a relationship, switch, Minors DO NOT INTERACT WITH ME, Call me "C". This is just a place for me to indulge in my fetishes and fantasies.
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lactoking · 4 months ago
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lactoking · 4 months ago
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Moooo just like a cow should
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lactoking · 5 months ago
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As Her Breasts Swell pt. 1
At first, the changes were subtle. She had been pumping her breasts for a week in the hopes she could start producing milk for her boyfriend. He had accidentally let slip he had lactation fetish, and being the experimental type, she thought it might be an interesting twist to her relationship. Little did she know how much it would change everything.
In this first week, her nipples had become more sensitive, and her breasts became tender. She began to feel a sense of dismay as all the pumping caused was mild discomfort. This was until she felt her breasts release. Looking at the pumps, she couldn't believe it, Milk! Her excitement quickly turned to arousal as waves of pleasure emanated from her chest. She came from just pumping her breasts.
Things quickly began to spiral as she continued to pump every day for months, and in between pumping, she had her boyfriend latch to her growing teats. Her breasts grew a cup size nearly every week, and the amount of milk she produced was abnormal at best. Concerned, she began to research what was happening and found out she was experiencing hyperlactation. Genetically, she was born to be a Milk factory.
Eventually, her original breast pump could no longer keep up with her flow. So her boyfriend bought her a gift, a pump designed for cows. This only accelerated everything as she began to produce milk at an even faster rate. Her breasts were growing rapidly to, which to most people would be cause for alarm. But she was too lost in the pleasure of it all.
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lactoking · 5 months ago
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She told me it wouldn't fit, but I told her we need to try.
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lactoking · 5 months ago
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Beautiful
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lactoking · 5 months ago
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lactoking · 6 months ago
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m-nyuugyou
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lactoking · 6 months ago
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My Girlfriends Slight Weight Gain is Turning Me On
I noticed recently that my beautiful girlfriend has put a little bit of weight on. Nothing crazy but enough to be noticeable, and it's been driving me wild. Her rear end is getting thicc, and she's developed a small belly.
With this, she has been a bit panicked as she has had eating disorders in the past and has only in the last year or two been at what could be considered a healthy weight so she is not used to being as soft per se. Need it be mentioned, I'm a big guy, and she seems to like my weight because I'm soft and cuddly, so she's most definitely not fatphobic.
Anyway, a few nights ago, we were spooning in bed, and my hand rested on her belly, and I couldn't help myself but play with it a little. She didn't seem to mind so fast forward to last night, I admitted I'm really enjoying how thicc she is getting, she took it well and seemed pleased that I liked it.
Here's my conundrum, I want her Thiccer. I want her to be even softer, and the thought of it is turning me on like nothing else. I'm not sure how to approach her about it and in saying all this, I also don't want her to become unhealthy or anything of the sort, just a bit more cushion for the pushin' so to speak.
So I come to you guys for a little advice.
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lactoking · 8 months ago
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lactoking · 8 months ago
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lactoking · 10 months ago
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My Girlfriends breasts are still swelling. They were beginning to overflow the cups of her E cups to her surprise and my glee. We could tell they were growing as they were actively getting heavier too.
So, to the lingerie store to stock up on new bras. Naively my partner grabs the size she normally wore 12E.
"C, these don't fit me anymore. I can't believe how big my tits are swelling" I hear her exclaim from the change room. "Can you please grab and 12F in these for me" she meekly asks.
I feign shock, but inside I'm jumping for joy. The nights of suckling her breasts was beginning to show their effects.
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lactoking · 1 year ago
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I wrote this on my phone on a plane to vent some of my desperate horny-ness, so apologies for any typos. --gg 🌟
What if my breasts belonged to you?
I've been thinking about making an agreement with a partner that they can have complete control over my tits, what kind of bras I wear, if I wear any at all, if I should go out with my tits tied or clamps or toys tormenting my nipples. They love playing with my tits and it feels good to please them, so why not give them control over their favorite part of my body?
When they start talking about induced lactation, I'm hesitant, because that is in some ways a permanent change to my body, and I worry about the practicality of pumping throughout the day, but they are insistent. They want to pull me away for little breaks in the day to suck my tits and massage them, stimulating the milk ducts to open up. I agree, even though I'm not sure it will work. At first it's fun, I can ride them while they nurse on my tits and getting fucked and suckled feels amazing.
They get a pump and milking bras and sometimes if they aren't free they'll order me to pump instead. It's not *as* fun, but my tits are so sensitive I can usually get off while I'm pumping, especially if I can get some privacy. My tits begin to feel swollen and sore, the way they do right before my period. When they suck on me now my nipples sting, puffy and overstimulated. I talk about taking a break but they shut the idea down immediately. They get some special lotion to help with the pain, and it tingles and numbs my tits so that at least I don't feel them aching and I can put a bra on without flinching.
They still suck my tits every night and in the morning. I begin to get used to waking up to the pull of their mouth on my bloated tit. My breasts have slowly but surely become slightly larger, although I'm not sure if they're actually bigger or just inflamed from all the attention. I've started to get a few drops of clear liquid at the end of pumping sessions and my partner is thrilled, but the progress makes them even more determined to actually get me lactating.
One night, they finish suckling at my nipples and tell me they want to try something new. They want me to wear the pumps overnight. I protest--sleeping on my back is much less comfortable, and I can't imagine how sore my breasts would be after so many hours of pumping. They soothe and reassure me that my tits will adjust to the change, and hasn't the daily pumping already stopped hurting? Besides, I promised them *complete control*. I'm still worried, but it does sound kind of hot to have a machine attached to my tits all night, working to make them bigger and prettier for my partner.
The first few nights are awful. I wake up crying from the pain, and after that my partner gives me a strong sleeping pill with some pain medication just to make sure I can sleep at all. They're so sweet, checking on me through the day and making sure I feel alright, and after being able to get some sleep I have to admit it does get easier to leave the pumps on all night. And better yet, the results are undeniable.
Within a week, milk begins to bubble up at the tips of my nipples when pumping. The effect on my partner is even better. They can't keep their hands off me, and they pull me away throughout the day to fuck me, sucking hard on my tits the entire time. Sometimes they get too excited and bite my breasts, leaving tender purpling teeth marks around my tits. It hurts, but their desire is infectious, and I shrug off the pain. My partner grins like they want to devour me when they see the bruises. I guess in some ways they are. Being able to feed my partner and provide this for them makes my cunt throb, and the heat between my legs grows until I can't stand it. I beg them to fuck me, and they do. We've always been a little rough in bed but this is different. They squeeze my tits until they are red and hot all over, sucking at my nipples with a fervor that dances back and forth between pleasure and pain.
After, laying together in a sheen of sweat, they roll my nipples absently between their fingers, growling with pleasure when I shiver, still overstimulated. "God I love your teats, I bet I could get you to do anything just by playing with them."
They nuzzle into my chest and begin to suckle softly at the nipple they aren't playing with, and soon they're asleep, my tit still in their mouth while their hand squeezes possessively at my my other breast. They'd never called my nipples teats before..I wasn't sure how I felt about it. It sounded less--human I guessed. Women didn't have teats. I had to admit though, my nipples had changed drastically in the last few months. They remained permanently swollen and erect, and even if my partner took a break from nursing at my tits, I'm not sure they'd return to their previous size. When my breasts were over-full and aching, milk would leak out and they did kind of look like teats. I was sure other women had nipples as big or bigger, but when compared with the way mine had looked only a short while ago, the change was dramatic. I looked at my partner their desire evident even in sleep, and decided I didn't mind if they called my nipples teats. It only emphasizes how much I had changed for them, becoming almost irresistible.
My partner liked nursing at my tits so much they just kept swelling, filling with milk to meet the demand. If my partner wasn't there, I no longer had any choice about pumping, my breasts became tight and heavy and increasingly painful, milk beginning to leak into my bra until I drained them. My partner was thrilled to find out I had to pump during the day without them around, but hated that I just dumped the milk down the drain. They saw it as a waste, and eventually they started talking about selling my extra milk. I was totally against it. After all, my tits pleased my partner, what else mattered? But my partner insisted there was a market for breast milk, and promised they'd take care of all the details if I just saved the milk I pumped during the day. Plus, they pointed out that the extra money would mean more disposable income. That decided it. Once they reframed it as pouring money down the drain, it seemed much less reasonable to insist on throwing away the excess milk. Besides I liked how heavy and full my breasts had gotten. When I needed to pump they became so taught and round they almost looked fake. Playing with my tits or pumping made me so wet my partner joked they could get me off just by sucking my nipples. The sex was great, I felt way more confident in my appearance, and now I'd have extra cash to spend however I wanted. What was there to complain about? Sure my teats leaked if I didn't milk them fast enough, and I started waking up in the middle of the night, breasts swollen and painful, needing to pump. But when I crawled back into bed my partner would roll over, grope at my freshly drained tits, and mumble "mine." And they were🌟
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lactoking · 1 year ago
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Suckling my partners breasts gets me going and she knows it. She'll tease me about it all the time, knowing the moment we have some free time, I'll latch on to her growing tits.
"Mmm good boy, now stroke yourself for me."
I'll oblige, stroking my dick while I breastfeed, hoping today will be the day she lactates. The more I suckle the more she begins to moan and coo me.
"You're doing such a good job, feeling you breastfeed and watching you stroke your dick for me is making me so wet."
I moan on her nipple in delight that I am doing such a good job for her. I pick up the pace, stroking faster and sucking harder. She lets out a moan and a giggle filled with pleasure as she strokes my hair.
"C, you've been such a good boy. I need you inside me!"
Knowing this isn't a request but a demand. We will change positions, so now I'm the one in control. The power shift is apparent to both of us as I begin to fuck her hard. Her eyes rolling into the back of her head.
"Just like that C, please just like that please let me cum"
Hearing this is music to my ears, knowing I'm in control of her orgasm. Feeling her squirm as she gets ever closer to climax. I see her face contort with pleasure, cumming as I pound her.
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lactoking · 1 year ago
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Knowing I'm the reason my partners chest is growing is such a turn on.
"C, none of my bras fit anymore. Look at how my tits are spilling over them!"
Since we started dating to today she has grown from a D-Cup to an E-Cup with no signs of slowing. They began to swell when I began to play and suckle on them during intimate moments. At first it overwhelmed her as none of her previous partners had been all that interested in her chest. But soon she began to love the feeling of having her chest fondled and nipples suckled.
With the increase in attention began the rapid increase in size.
"C, I'm getting growth pains in my boobs"
I was concerned but insanely turned on and she could see this and began to lean into it.
"Look at how big they're getting all because of you. You won't leave them alone and they just keep getting bigger. Soon I'm gonna be lactating and you'll have to drink all of it up."
I couldn't hide my enjoyment, lifting her top to expose her swelling breasts, they truly had grown. Her olive skin complimenting her darkening nipples which began to harden after being exposed to the air. She seemed embarrassed by this recent growth spurt but I knew she enjoyed the changes as much as I did.
At the rate she's growing at, she will be squeezing into F-Cups by the end of the year and hopefully lactating too.
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