Milky Monster

A Story About Adult Nursing Relationships

“Great meal, Eric. See you next week!” Lucy said as she took her coat and left along with the other guests.

            The woods were dark- the sort of dark that everyone fears. Your mind gets away from you, and soon you can’t help but picture the most horrible sort of monsters lurking in wait.

Nick was walking late at night, listening for the peepers- bullfrogs who made noisy peeps when the season was right. Which is was.

He’d promised his kids he’d go out and get them a couple, to keep as pets. They loved raising tadpoles, and he had a bucket for frog eggs as well.

Nick made his way through the woods, back to the river that lay downward from the hill he now climbed. There he’d practically have to swat the frogs off, though he couldn’t see any now. He could hear them though in the distance. It was a bit of hope in the face of all the fear he now felt. Maybe he should have brought a gun…

Most people fear a darkened woods. There’s something in all humans, an innate, instinctual fear. One that keeps us alive. Yet usually, what they picture in the dark, isn’t actually there, watching with a salivating mouth. For Nick, that was the case, and he just kept trudging deeper and more quickly into those very woods.

 

He was on top of the hill, and looked down on the river. Yet what he saw would have dazzled and blinded any soul that looked upon it. The river was glowing, and small glowing orbs played about it, floating and zigzagging all around. He kept his eyes wide as he put a hand to a tree to steady himself

There were figures, beings of that same glowing light, playing throughout. Some jumped in, and others appeared. They were female, that was clear- for they had the same shape a woman would- save a glow where their skin should be. And their long hair trailed around them as they ran along the surface of the water and sat on the bank.

 

“It’s witching hour.” A scraggly voice moved aside a pine tree branch to peer at the back of the human. He stood enthralled by the vision of the river Plume before him, enveloped in it’s midnight glow.

“We can nab him.” Another replied.

“Don’t let him hear you come.”

 

There was a rustle, a moment before two large hands grabbed Nick from around his waist. He started to scream, and saw briefly on the river, the woman turn with fright before jumping back in and disappearing for good.

Nick screamed and screamed as he was pulled back, and something came at his face, a moment before he lost consciousness.

 

He was in a large room where a fire crackled a ways off. The whole room had a strange smell- of musky incense and spices.

Nick opened his eyes.

He was in a cave somewhere- for the ceiling was jagged stone, yet everywhere small crystals of all colors sparkled throughout. There was the sound of water nearby, and he sat up to look at it.

The fire came from a fire pit not far away, cut into the side of the large cavern. On the platform with him was tables of foods- breads and cheese and sugared fruits, as well as sweets and large pitchers of drink.

He stayed in the bed, covered by furs and thick woven blankets as he looked around. All over there were tapestries and scarves hanging about, making the whole place look very comfortable and relaxing, though it was a ledge cut out of the side of the ravine. He could still hear the water, and wanted to know where it was coming from, so he stood up and peered over the edge.

The river which was impressed into his last memory, glowing with orbs all about, ran through the place. The odd glowing women were there as well, playing in it.

“Where am I?” He asked aloud.

There was a cracking of stone, and he turned, startled, to hear a light drumming from the crack, before someone emerged.

It was a man, almost, with a silver tunic. He was small, slightly, a very thin framed being.

“The mistress will see you now!”He said aloud, in an even smaller voice. Nick’s eyebrows wove together, before he started asking what was on his mind.

“Where am I? Did you kidnap me?! What’s going on?!”

“The mistress will see you now!” The man repeated, starting to get nervous.

“An underling huh?” Nick asked. He was taken aback by the wonderment of the place, but it was clear there was someone more powerful in charge than the pip-squeek. The little man was standing adjacent to the crack in the wall, as if he wanted Nick to go through it. So… he did.

“You better be taking me somewhere good.” Nick said curtly, as the little man lead him through gross, torch-lit passageways.

Then, they walked into a clearing, with a grand archway overhead. Beyond it was a room, like a throne room, with a solid gold floor covered here and there by rugs of all sorts.

There were tables along the main aisle, going down to a stairs. Behind the tables were creatures of all sort. This set off alarms in Nick’s head for sure. None of them looked human. Some were very beautiful, though others very ugly, with hunched backs, fangs, or even tails. Yet the worse of it all, was across the room, where these creatures were standing in line, some of them.

Before them, sitting on a huge golden throne, was a creature so large, she used all the space the high ceiling provided.

It was most-likely a she- with long hair, though the face wasn’t exactly right. She had a thicker jaw, and large fangs, and her stomach was large and bulbous. She sat there, leaning back, her neck bent to give her a double chin. Her legs were sticking out on either side, and she didn’t have on a scrap of clothing, so you can imagine the sight this man was given.

“The mistress will see you now!” The little man said, more of a whisper this time, and shoved him in.

Nick gulped and started to slowly enter the room, intending on approaching the large, female, fat creature and asking what exactly was going on here.

Then, the monsterly thing at the front of the line stepped forwards, towards her, and walked right up to her stomach. He put his face to it, and held it there, while she closed her eyes happily. Another started to do the same, and she put a hand up to stop anymore from joining in.

What were they doing?

“Mistress!” The little man called from behind Nick. The beast looked up at him instantly, and smiled.

Nick turned to look back, feelign a little betrayed though he was HER underling.

Then, he looked forward once more and stepped across the rest of the room, until he was right up close to her.

“Where am I? Was I kidnapped?” Nick asked. He really wanted to know. She didn’t answer though, but merely waved a hand towards her stomach, as if presenting it to him. Nick didn’t understand, and his eyebrows furrowed together once more. “What? Just tell me! I want to leave!” He was a bit angry. How dare these… things… take him and not let him leave? The creature looked angry, and she slammed an angry fist on the ground, which nearly knocked everything in the room over.

“The mistress asks that you drink.” The little man was once more at Nick’s side.

“What?” Nick looked back to her stomach, where the two creatures were standing, their faces against her stomach, and hands up on either side. Of course, they were drinking, he could see it now. Up close, he could see tons of tiny nipples, all over her huge stomach. She did have boobs still, which were also covered in nipples.

The… monster, gave a strange noise with her mouth, and the little man turned to Nick once more.

“The mistress says you can leave, if only you take a drink.”

“You little bastard-” Nick started, grabbing the little man. “I’ll tell you what’s what!” Then, a few creatures rushed to Nick, forcing him to drop the little man and holding him down to the ground.

The beast gave a small roar, and they were off. Nick stood once more. He too was afraid of her, very much so. But that didn’t mean he was going to suckle from her like one of those monsters.

“Why?! Can’t I just drink something else?!” He had to shout up to her, for she was that large. She made another sound. Apparently not giving in.

Nick couldn’t believe this was happening. He just wanted out. Maybe it wouldn’t be too bad…

A great hand, the monster’s, came out and picked him up. Nick’s stomach turned fromt he height he was lifted, though soon he was plopped down. On her stomach, just below her breast. She made another sound, and he could feel the vibration rumbling up through her skin.

He knew he could drink now, and is problems would be solved, or she may have some worse fate in mind.

He looked ahead, eyeing a nipple on her great bulbous breast. He couldn’t bring himself to do it.

But… he wanted to go home.

Nick leaned forward, bracing his hands on either side of the nipple he had chosen.

Then, he leaned his head in, and took it into his mouth.

There was nothing, for a moment, then, a small drop of something amazing came out. His eyes widened in surprise. He couldn’t deny it was the best thing he’d ever tasted.

He sucked a bit more, getting a bit more, and suddenly started to feel very warm. The pressure starting between his legs told him he was very turned on. He wanted nothing more than to relieve it, yet it seemed her milk was enough relief as it was.

Nick couldn’t help but bury his face in her large breast, letting the flesh press in. on either side of him. He suckled on her nipple, unable to deny how much he was loving it. His hands started to undo his clothes, and soon he was bare-ass naked, his legs spread apart over her stomach as he suckled from her.

The big creature was leaning back as well, and the whole crowd watched with curiosity. She only ever had that reaction to humans.

Nick couldn’t believe how good her milk tasted in his mouth, and as he drank more and more, more of it came out and filled him. He never wanted to be without that drink.

To her, having him there felt amazing. His little mouth, taking in her fluid. She loved too, seeing how much he enjoyed it. His little cock was all hard and standing up, and she lifted a massive finger, feeling it. She loved their manhoods. She started to rub it up and down, hearing him moan.

Nick felt- warm, and so hot too. He let his arms hold a huge amount of boob, grabbing as much as he could white he drank from it. He looked back then, only once, seeing that the creature had laid down and spread her own legs. She must be turned on as well… he smiled and went back.

A part of him still felt ridiculous for what he was doing, but it was gone when he told himself he had no choice. And that he might as well enjoy it.

The fluid rushed in his mouth and dribbled down his chin. She kept rubbing his cock with her hand, and soon brought the other between her legs and began rubbing her own clit.

Nick had never felt so… hot. And loved. And warm. He felt a sense of security being with the larger creature, and cuddly too, for some reason. Her bouncy flesh felt amazing underneath him- soft, warm, comfortable. Plus, she was simultaneously providing him nourishment and pleasure. All his needs, anything he’d ever wanted, he was getting right there. He drank and drank from her, until the neediness between his legs got to be too much. Nick gasped for a moment as he orgasmed, and his sperm shot from him and onto her large finger. She seemed pleased, and put it to her mouth, giving a large monstrous moan. Still, she couldn’t believe how good he felt, drinking from her. There was such a pull from her chest, as if he couldn’t get enough. He just kept drinking on and on, his stomach visibly full from the outside. But he kept drinking still.

She tasted so good, he never wanted to stop drinking, and was extremely content as he kept pulling the fluid from her/He felt tender towards the creature now, he loved her. How could he not love something so completely wonderful? She was soft and cushy, and tasted delicious in his mouth. Her fluid. Her milk. He wanted to live off it, and drink nothing but that for the rest of his life.

Then, she orgasmed, and the felt her great body shake beneath him. Nick laft and rubbed her breast tenderly while she shook and moaned. Then, she was done.

She pulled him off, though he fought her, not understanding why she was ending it when they were both enjoying it so much.

To her, she knew he’d had enough. And she let a guard take him away.

Nick was put back on the ledge, and the crack in the stone was sealed once more from the outside.

He was stuck there, until she called for him again. He was only upset their moment had ended.

It was daylight when he next awoke, still in the bed on the edge of the ravine.

Something felt odd about him, and his sight seemed foggy for some reason. He got up and went to a large golden mirror that had been laced there while he was asleep.

His skin seemed a bit darker, and his eyes brighter. He put a hand to his itchy scalp- and pulled out a handful of loose hair.

Was he… turning into a monster?!