“I’m sorry I’m late - I had forgotten that we’d moved our appointment to your house this week.”“Appointment?” Teddy replied, his anger r...placed by confusion.“Of course. Your whole family has been coming to me for several months now - I am, of course, the only psychiatrist in the city who specializes in treating whole families at once. Again, I apologize for being late.”“Not at all,” Marie said, standing up and giving me a hug. “Thank you so much for meeting us here.”A glare from his father was. I went to work on Melissa’s tits. I was relentless.I slapped one and then the other, and then sometimes both at the same time, always varying the speed and intensity. Sometimes staccato slaps to the nipples, other times a pause and a big wind up for a single hard slap on the sides of both of them. Melissa had no idea where the next slap would land or its intensity. Melissa’s tits flailed viciously at times as the some of the slaps landed.I kept the kinky banter up, “Fucking look at your wife. It's also called come, and that's how I want you to think of it. I want you to like the taste of come, Ashley, keep an open mind about the idea of it in your mouth, and swallowing it. I want you to think about all the stories you've ever heard about girls who do that and think about how it's not really that bad or nasty after all. I want you to remember that that you are one of those girls, so you don't get to judge them harshly. You get to be friends with them because you're the same as. She eyes me, not with the rage from yesterday, but more with a pity."Okay Chris. Time to fill you in on what's happening. You are no longer a man. You're a cow. You're tits are now producing a high quality milk, and will need to be drained regularly. They probably hurt like hell right now, right?" I nod."We'll get to that in a moment. Your scrotum is also a milk udder now. Your cock will act as the udder to be milked. This presents an interesting problem for urination. For now, I'll be tapping.