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A Game of Change

Feeding Jan

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Alice rolled the dice. Seven! She managed to land on a blank space, avoiding whatever the game had to throw at her.

"Ok, guys," she giggled, hefting her bloated tits. "These are getting kind of full, so who wants to- OH!" She was cut off as Jan immediately clamped her mouth over one of the big teats, sucking and sucking until a geyser of hot milk burst down her throat. "Oh... not so hard, Jan... they're sensitive!"

Jan didn't care, one hand sliding up to squeeze the tit she was emptying. The other slid under her skirt, two fingers digging into her moist snatch. Why did emptying her friend's titties feel so good? She rhythmically glugged down milk while sliding her fingers in and out, in and out, in and out, moaning and squealing from the sheer pleasure of both activities combined.

Soon, she found herself fingering herself so hard it hurt her as much as it pleasured her, frustrated at something. "Jan, owie, owie!" A scream of pain broke her from her reverie. She was still sucking and sucking... but no milk was coming. Jan slid up onto Alice's lap, legs crossing her and clamping around the back of the chair. Alice wasn't going anywhere.

"Sorry, ma petit. We will soon have you empty. We are friends, no?"

Alice could only look into Jan's hungry eyes, wanting nothing except her milk, and nod meekly. "Just... just don't hurt me."

The girl hungrily hefted the other teat and put it in her mouth. She commenced her rhythmic sucking again, combining it with a slow, gyrating humping motion against Alice's jeans. Within minutes, she wasn't even drinking the milk, just squirting it out of the teat onto her tits, while frantically humping Alice. "Oh, oui! Oui! Oui!"

It was only a moment later, with everyone staring at her, that Jan came to, having screamed the place down. She glanced down, to see her tits and uniform sodden with wet milk. Further down, the entirety of one of the legs of Alice's jeans was covered in slick wetness too.

"Jan, you slut!" grinned Alice."

"Non... non... it's..." she grabbed the dice from the table and returned to her seat, not even looking up at the group as she rolled.


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