Thanks to the earlier command from her mother, though, she couldn’t hold back her thoughts.
“I hate it when you do that! It hurts a ton, especially with how full they are. Plus,” she added, hating herself for her inability to keep quiet, “I’m so horny with you around, I don’t want to cum right here.”
“Hey, you’re the one who begged me for this. And I don’t like all this complaining. I was thinking about letting you milk those things tonight, but maybe you should wait another week instead...”
“No! Please, not that, they already hurt!”
She knew she was complaining, which was messing with her reality. Did she have a genetic condition? No, there were no doctors, no treatments. She’d been so horny for Chad that she NEEDED his dick in her at all times. He’d agreed to let her take molds of his dick to make dildos, but only in exchange for complete control over her nipples. Then he’d decided he’d wanted them to be huge, and they’d begun hormone injections, the side effects of which included her ass and breasts growing out of control, her lips ballooning up, her constant production of milk. Every symptom that she’d been suffering from just because she’d needed his dick in her so, so badly.
“Well, I’m a nice guy. Maybe I’ll think about letting you milk them tonight if you ask nicely.”
“Please, please,” Joanna plead without hesitation, “please let me milk myself tonight! I really need to.”
“Alright. You can milk yourself tonight, but only if you tell me how much you love all the changes you’ve been through.”
“How much… I love them?” Joanna gulped. She could see some people walking past whispering about her. Another group of three a few feet away had their phones out, and they smiled with anticipation. She gave her lips a long, slow lick.
“Yeah, and you better not skimp on the details, either. Come on, tell me how much you love what you’ve turned into.”
She was furious at him for doing this to her, right here in the mall of all places, but that just made her even hornier. She could feel herself on the edge of an orgasm, the dildo still vibrating insistently inside her. But there was no way she could go a whole week without milking herself… She better make this good.
“Fine. I… love the way my big fat ass always gets in the way of things. I love how my stupid lips mean no one will…” She twitched. She wouldn’t be able to avoid it now. “No one will ever take me seriously again with my lips like this. I love how… you always dress up my fat tits like the sex toys they are. I love that… they’re always uncomfortably full of milk, and I love that… my nips stick out like they… belong to… a fat cow!”
She came right there, harder than she ever had in her entire life, dropping to her knees as she shuddered and moaned.
“Damn, Ho-anna, I didn’t realize you loved it THAT much. I’ll tell you what, maybe we could up your treatments a bit, get those nipples growing even faster.” He looked up to Joanna’s mom while she panted.
“Why don’t we double her dose?” Joanna’s mom looked down at her with a bemused smile, phone in hand. “It will probably increase her side effects more than anything, but I didn’t realize she was so passionate about debasing herself.”
“Can I milk myself tonight? You said...” Joanna spoke weakly.
“Hmm…” Chad pretended to think. “Nah. I’ve already been plenty nice to you today. Maybe tomorrow… or the day after.”