By the time Tricia finally got to her friend's house she could hear moaning coming from one of the second floor windows. On second thought, that sounded more like mooing than moaning. The front door was locked but luckily the back was open. When she made it up the stairs she followed the lowing to the bathroom. When she opened the door her fears were confirmed.
Sam was laying in the tub with her back propped up against the tile wall. Her face was creased in a grimace and her breasts looked engorged with milk. The creamy fluid slowly leaked from the nipples, dripping down her curves and beginning to form small pools around her. At the sound of the door opening Sam lifted her head and started when she saw Tricia.
"Tricia..." she said weakly, "Tricia... help me... My parents wont answer their phones and I can't find the breast pump anywhere! Tricia you gotta help me. I feel like I'm gonna burst!"
Tricia couldn't believe what she saw. It was like her most secret dream had come true! She had always had a bit of a girl crush on Sam, an now it was like she was begging her to milk her! She couldn't risk using the remote in such close proximity to Sam with nothing to hide it behind. Besides she had something much better in mind. She discretely placed it on the remote on the sink behind her as she walked up to her friend.
"It's ok hun, I'm here." she said soothingly as she knelt down next to the tub, locking Sam's eyes.
Sam looked back with a pleading gaze. "Please Trish... Milk Me!"
Tricia brushed Sam's hair out of her eyes and softly replied...
"My pleasure!"