“J-Joe!?” Alfie said with absolute surprise to see me next to his sister, “w-what are you doing here?”
“He’s with me, Alfie,” Jackie said, “you know how much I like him,”
“Are you trying to mess with me?” He asked, dumbfounded,
“Is it so weird to imagine your sister liking one of your friends?” I ask, clearly trying to mess with him,
“W-well…” he continues to stutter, still very surpised to see me. Clearly my plan was working.
“Do you mind if I come in?” I ask him,
“You don’t have to ask, Joe,” Jackie butts in, “it’s my house, and I’m in charge anyway,” she says, pushing her brother out of the way,
“Hey!” He yells at her,
“Don’t yell at your sister, she’s been nothing but nice to me!”
“And what makes you think she ‘really likes you’?” Alfie questioned, trying to intimidate me,
“Dude… I think you need to get over this. She just likes me,” I say before marching past him into the kitchen where Jackie is standing.
“Would you like anything, Joe?” She asked me, “juice? Pop? Milk?”
“Milk would work,” I say, getting an idea, “I wish… Alfie has an obsession with milk,”
Suddenly Alfie bursts into the room, looking a little exhausted. Jackie is looking in the fridge and notices something, “I’m afraid we’re all out of milk, Joe,” she starts, “a certain someone can’t get enough of it,”
“Are you serious!? There’s no milk left!?”
“Yeah, who do you think drank it!” Jackie shouts at Alfie rhetorically. My plan was now in action,
“I wish Jackie produces drinkable cows milk from her breasts at a very constant rate… but only when it’s relevant,”
Without much delay, I could immediately see Jackie’s top reacting to the change, becoming firmer suddenly and starting to grow rounder, gaining more weight as they gradually fill with more and more milk,
“I wish Jackie wasn’t wearing a bra,” I say. Her breasts fell down, bouncing a little underneath her top.
“I told you Alfie, you can’t keep drinking all the milk before I’ve emptied it first!”
“It’s not my fault I like it so much!”
“Ugh,” Jackie says, closing the fridge and walking away, “soon enough these’ll get full and I can refill the jugs,”
“Are you sure I can’t just have a little bit now…” Alfie complains,
“In front of your friend!? Are you serious!” She shouts back at him, suddenly embarrassed in front of you. Her ‘jugs’ were almost the size of melons, growing bigger and bigger by the second,
“I don’t mind. My aunt breastfeeds pretty regularly in front of me,”
“I-I…” Jackie stammers, still feeling very awkward,
“Really, I don’t mind at all,” I say, “in fact, I wish you weren’t awkward to let anyone suck on your breasts, especially when they’re so full,”
“That’s sweet of you, Joe,” she says, “alright Alfie, but don’t suck so hard, okay,”
Without waiting another second, Joe quickly rushes over to his sister, lifting her top up and grabbing her breast, now leaking a little with milk, and latching his mouth to it. Jackie looks suddenly flustered by the feeling,
“Not so hard!” She said, pushing him, “the flow isn’t that strong,”
“I wish her nipples were longer and thicker, letting more milk out at once.” I said. I could see the nipple poking from underneath her top thickening and lengthening. Not by too much, but the dripping from them becomes more intense. Alfie looks much more comfortable suckling on his sister, as does Jackie,
“Still a little hard Alfie, but better than last time…” she says idly.
I made a little eye contact with her, she smirked at me, “you did say you wanted some milk…” she offered. I wanted to accept, but a part of me didn’t want to, not yet,
“No thanks,” I replied, “maybe a little later.”
Clearly that was a good call because right behind me, I heard a voice.
“Does that boy ever take a break from your milk?” The voice said. I turned around and was greeted by Alfie/Jackie’s mother, Susan, “oh Joe!” She said with delight, “I didn’t know you were coming over tonight, I would’ve prepared something special,”
“Oh no no,” I assured, “I’m more than comfortable like this, Jackie invited me over!”
“Of course she did, she never stops talking about how much she adores you! Definitely her favourite of Alfie’s friends,”
“Wow, what a title!” I said. She smiled at me,
“Anything I can do for you dear?” She asked…