She smiled devilishly at me. “I love it. Tell me what dirty things you want to do to me.”Mmm, I thought she’d never ask. “I want to do so many...things to you. I want to knead your perfect little nipples until they’re hard and waiting for my mouth around them. Then I want to suck on them and lick them because I just know your juicy tits taste incredible.” I leaned down and wrapped my mouth around her nipple, swirling my tongue around it and sucking it, bring my mouth away from it with a ‘pop’. Make my mind up. Today wash day and although I was not looking forward to it I got up had some breakfast and loaded the washing machine with a load of my knickers. The problems began when I got going it stalled and decided not to play. I had no alternative but to ring for an engineer. After about a hour there was a knock at the door. That was quick, so quick I was still in my very short dressing gown. I went to the door and two chaps were there. One an older man called Bob he was about 60 but. Let's not talk about it Eric, it's too depressing.OK Jessica. So do you think we can win kitty back to the cause? She could be a double agent and go steal the key, I sent trying to make Jessica laugh.Well if we had some cream maybe we could entice her, although I think it be more likely we'd lap it up than kitty. Oh, I'd kill for some cream.I hope I still like cream, I found my new sense of taste doesn't work too well with sweet things. Though ice cream was still good, so regular cream. Then, they stuck a serum in their hands, containing drugs to enduce lactation. I watched as the scientists examined each "subject", to make sure they get the maximum quantity out of every one. The girls just watched them, still in shock, some of them still struggling to free themselves from their stocks, in vain of course.I was watching the black-haired girl, the same one who was yelling earlier. She had calmed down a bit and now stood there, defeated and humiliated. Our eyes met. She was very.