(WARNING!!!: This is an adults-only story that contains sexually graphic and explicit content. By reading this story, you acknowledge that you are a consenting adult, 18 years of age or older.)
(Copyright note: The characters, including their alias, and locations used in this story have been created by and copyrighted by Mr. X. This author is grateful for the use of Mr. X’s creations. Full credits will be listed at the end of this chapter to reduce spoilers.)
Title: Elsemares, Chapter 2: Ms. Americana
Submitted date: June 3, 2019
Author: Kooster
Author’s email: kooster69@gmail.com
Synopsis: This storyline has been inspired by stories with characters, and their world, changed into an alternate reality. A few villains--possibly familiar to the readers--will know that that reality has changed. Brenda Wade discovers something about her sexy body, which Henry Weinholt (aka The Geek) can help out with.
Henry Weinholt awoke with another person’s fingers running through his chest hairs.
He mumbled, “What?”
He adjusted his eyeglasses and then focused his vision to see a still naked Brenda Wade lying next to him. He noticed that Brenda had removed her Ms. Americana face mask, along with her other costume accessories.
She happily greeted, “Hi, honey. I was enjoying watching the man, who had tamed me, sleep.”
Henry was taken aback upon hearing the buxom brunette say the word “tamed”. In their original reality, the word “tamed” meant that Ms. Americana had allowed one or more men to make her climax, and then to ejaculate inside of her.
Brenda noticed a change in his demeanor.
She asked, “Did I say something wrong?”
He reassured, “No, nothing’s wrong. Everything’s good.”
The naked brunette blushed from his words. She assumed that Henry was talking about her.
He remembered that he had fallen asleep in Brenda Wade’s living room, after a mind-blowing buttfuck with the buxom brunette.
He glanced at his smartwatch to see that it was nearly 2 p.m. He had tired himself out so much from fucking Brenda’s ass that he had slept through lunch.
Henry stated, “Thanks for the amazing time, Brenda, but…”
She placed a few of her fingers to stop him from speaking.
“Shush now, Henry. We’re not done yet.”, she announced.
“More?!?”, he stammered in alarm. “I think my little guy is done for the day.”
Despite how well endowed Henry was, he didn’t have the stamina of a god.
Brenda countered, “Your cock is anything but little. I think that Fuck Brenda Wade Day is officially done. My ass needs a day or two to recover, after the nasty buttfuck that you gave me.”
Henry mentioned, “What can I help you with sans my cock?”
The naked brunette stated in a very serious tone, “You have to promise me, Henry Weinholt, that you don’t tell a soul about what happens next.”
He made a cross over his hairy chest.
“Cross my heart and hope to die.”, he swore.
Brenda stammered, “I, um. I’m so fucking embarrassed by this! My breasts feel heavier now. And they look bigger. And also, they’re starting to hurt.”
“Hurt?”, Henry asked in concern. “Hurt how?”
Brenda stated, “My boobies hurt, Henry, like there’s pressure building up inside of them. What’s happening to my breasts?!?”
He was making mental notes about the symptoms that Brenda Wade was providing to him.
He inquired, “Has this ever happened before?”
She shook her pretty head. “Never.”
Henry probed, “Even after rough breast and nipple play?”
“No!”, the buxom brunette insisted. “No amount of rough breast and nipple play has ever made my huge boobies feel like this. My breasts didn’t feel like this even after the mauling, tugging and twisting those two black men did to me last night!”
Henry informed, “I have an idea of what’s happening to you, Brenda, but we’ll have to go to your bathtub. I don’t want to mess up your carpet again.”
The tall brunette looped her arms in Henry’s right arm, and then accompanied him to her bathroom. Brenda Wade held his hands to help support herself, while she entered her bathtub. The added weight in her humongous breasts was throwing off her center of balance.
She hissed in pain.
“Henry!”, she cried out. “The pressure hurts so fucking much now! It fees like my huge boobies are going to burst!”
The brown haired man joined Brenda Wade in her tub.
He sincerely asked, “Do you know what letting down your breasts means?”
She warily stated, “No.”
He followed up with another question, “Do you know what expressing your breasts means?”
She carefully answered, “Nnooo.”
While Brenda Wade was highly intelligent, she was naive about many things. Her naivete included her lack of knowledge about what female breasts could do.
Henry restarted in plainer terms, “You’re lactating, Brenda.”
Her pretty blue eyes widened in shock.
“Lactating?!?”, the buxom brunette blurted out in denial. “There’s no fucking way I’m making breast milk! I’m not pregnant!”
Henry didn’t want to get into an argument with her about why she was lactating. In their original reality, Henry (aka The Geek) knew that Ms. Americana typically lactated whenever she had sex.
The Geek learned the full details on why Ms. Americana lactated, when he had kidnapped Professor Whiter in their original reality. In their original reality, Professor Whiter was a personal doctor and gadget maker for many Delta City heroines--like Got Gal and Ms. Americana.
The Geek had hacked Professor Whiter’s servers, and then raided the old man’s data. Henry had always wondered why Delta City heroines, like Ms. Americana, lactated during sex. The professor’s data revealed that all Delta City heroines had an Aphrodite gene. Ms. Americana’s variant of the Aphrodite gene had a side-effect where she lactated during sex. There was a chance that the Aphrodite gene that other Delta City heroines had also had the lactation side-effect.
When The Geek altered reality--with the aid of Nightmare Witch, Elsa and Warlock--Henry had introduced nanites into Ms. Americana’s blood stream. When reality was being reformed, the nanites were activated. Activated to alter Ms. Americana’s Aphrodite gene to where the gene’s lactation side-effect would only be triggered, after she had sex with someone she was romantically fond of.
While it sounded a bit far fetched on what the Geek’s nanites did, nearly anything could be done when science and magic were used together.
Henry never thought that the buxom superheroine would ever fall in love with him. In their altered reality, The Geek had claimed Ms. Americana--along with Got Gal and Omega Woman--as his as his personal fuck buddies.
He was suddenly dealing with a lot of baggage and issues from his life in their original reality. In their original reality, Henry Weinholt never had any luck in dating the fairer sex. In fact, he hadn’t gone a real date until college. His first real date was taking one of the more beautiful female classmates to the movies. During the movie, she rebuffed all of his romantic advances. After the movie had ended, the pretty girl confessed that she had gone out on a pity date with him. He walked back to his dorm alone.
Accepting that women would never go out on a genuine date with him, Henry became very jaded towards dating. He focused all his efforts on his academic achievements.
After graduating with highest honors from college a year early, in the original reality, he had accepted a well paying job in Delta City. After watching the exploits of the Delta City heroines, like Ms. Americana, he used his computing and scientific knowledge to commit crimes as the Geek. Crimes that would draw the attention of Ms. Americana, and possibly other Delta City heroines. As the Geek, he had several encounters with the Queen of Justice that included forced sex.
Brenda asked, “Henry, are you going to help me or not?!?”
Henry snapped out of his stroll down memory lane.
He stated, “Sorry.”
The naked brunette snarled, “Fuck, my breasts hurt so much that it feels like they’re on fire!”
Henry helped the naked brunette sit down in the back of the bathtub. He placed her inflated bath pillow between her back and the rear bathtub wall to relieve the strain in her back. Her back muscles had no problem supporting the weight of her huge 38G breasts. The added heaviness of Brenda Wade’s twin orbs, due to her milk production, were tiring out her back muscles.
The buxom brunette sighed in relief when the strain was take away from her back.
Brenda angrily demanded, “Fucking shit! My breasts are burning up! Can’t you put ice on them? Or pour cold water over them?”
He informed, “Not yet. We have get the milk out of your breasts first.”
She asked, “How do you know so much about lactation?”
Henry stated, “Ever since puberty, I’ve been fascinated with the female body. In my spare time, I studied all I could about a woman’s body.”
He decided, mainly due to her gigantic breast size, to milk one of her magnificent tits at a time. Henry placed his hands around the midsection of her left breast. He applied a gentle squeeze against her titty flesh. He then moved his hands towards her large, dark areola. He then tenderly gripped her swollen left nipple with his fingers. He tugged a little bit on her left nipple to stretch out her swollen teat.
The buxom brunette hissed from the discomfort in having her engorged left breast squeezed. Brenda dealt with the pain, as she knew her guy was doing his best to help her out.
Henry repeated his movements again to massage her milk filled left breast. His intention was to make her milk ducts release their contents. Since this was Brenda Wade’s first lactation time, at least in the altered reality, he knew that her first milk release was going to be tough.
The next few minutes were frustrating to Brenda Wade, as the repeated massaging of her swollen left breast didn’t result in anything. She bit her lower lip to muffle her whimpers of pain.
Just when the buxom brunette was going to tell Henry to stop, and then have him rush her to the E.R., there was a sudden change! She felt an internal flow within her swollen left breast. She could feel the flow reach her dark, swollen left nipple. A moment later, a dark yellow droplet oozed out of her left teat. More and more dark yellow droplets oozed out of her left nipple.
“Sweet liberty!”, she exclaimed in joy.
The dark yellow droplets grew to the size of raindrops, and then dripped off her left nipple.
Upon seeing that her left breast was successfully lactating, Henry grabbed the buxom brunette’s hand. He placed her hand onto her left tit. He guided her hand with the motions on how to milk herself.
The buxom brunette mimicked her fuck buddy’s motions. She squeezed her swollen left breast, and then moved her squeezing hand forward. The motion caused several thin, dark yellow streams to jet out of her left nipple.
“Fuck!”, she cried out in relief. “That feels so fucking good!”
Brenda Wade continued milking her left breast. She visualized that her left boobie as an udder that needed to be milked.
She asked aloud, “Yellow? Why is my breast milk yellow?!?”
“That’s colostrum.”, he answered. “It’s also called ‘first milk’. Colostrum is what mothers produce in their first weeks of milk production.”
“Weeks?!?”, the buxom brunette exclaimed in alarm. “I’m going to making yellow milk for weeks?!?”
Henry deliberate squeezed hard on Brenda Wade’s left breast. His actions caused a number of tiny yellow streams erupt out of her pointy left nipple.
The lactating brunette moaned in pleasure from the ample release of her first milk. She felt endorphins surge through her.
“Why does milking myself feel so good?”, she inquired.
He answered, “When you lactate, your body also releases endorphins.”
The buxom brunette continued to milk her left breast. The flow of her colostrum was steady enough and strong enough to where dozens of tiny yellow streams jetted out of her left teat.
Underneath her, on the bathtub floor, streams of her released colostrum flowed down to the drain.
Brenda Wade asked, “Shouldn’t I be trying to save my first milk?”
“Maybe next time.”, Henry advised. “Right now, we’re just trying get all of your colostrum out before your breasts become plugged.”
For the next 15 minutes, the buxom brunette continued milking her huge, left udder. The more Brenda Wade milked herself, the ligther and less swollen her left boobie became. The searing heat in her left breast subsided as well.
After milking herself for 15 minutes, the yellow streams flowing out of her left nipple had slowed down the droplets. The rate of the droplets then slowed down to were a tiny drop oozed out of her left nipple every few seconds.
The naked brunette simultaneously squeezed and tugged on her left teat, until nothing oozed out.
Brenda Wade switched over to milk her milk filled, right breast. Her experience in milking her left breast made the process to milk her right boobie much easier. While the time to start the release of colostrum from her right udder took just as long as before, she knew what to expect and also didn’t let frustration overtake her.
She gasped a sigh of relief when the first few dark yellow droplets of her colostrum oozed out of her right teat.
Another 15 minutes later, the lactating brunette had completed milking her right breast.
After Brenda Wade had finished milking herself, both of her gigantic juggs felt normal again. The pain and heat in needing to release her first milk had disappeared.
Her only regret was that the flow of endorphins within her had stopped. She was coming down from the pleasurable high of milking herself.
She went to Henry, softly cupped his geeky face in her hands, and then deeply kissed him. The buxom brunette was glad to feel that he passionately kissed her back.
Brenda Wade broke their kiss.
She happily expressed, “Thank you, honey! I don’t know what I would have done without you.”
“You’ll probably be cursing my name, the next time you lactate.”, he mentioned.
“Next time? Oh shit!”, she cursed. “Does this mean that I’ll be producing breast milk on a regular basis?!?”
“I don’t know, Brenda.”, he stated. “I’m a vile villain, not a doctor!”
They both laughed from the Geek’s joke.
The naked brunette said, “In the meantime, why don’t we both take a quick shower. I don’t know about you, but I feel sticky all over. And then, I will treat you to a late lunch.”
Henry informed, “I still have to do grocery shopping for you, Tanya, and Kameron.”
“I’ll go grocery shopping with you, honey.”, she insisted. “All those other guys will be jealous seeing a beautiful lady with you.”
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After returning from grocery shopping with Henry Weinholt, Brenda Wade had just enough energy to put away her groceries. She yawned. The combination in not having a full night’s sleep and in lactating for the first time made her sleepy again. The buxom brunette glanced at her smartwatch, and then saw that the time to be in the early afternoon. It wasn’t her night to work at the gentleman’s club. She lay down onto her long, crimson leather couch, and then drifted off to sleep.
(Copyright note: Ms. Americana, Brenda Wade, Delta City, The Geek, Henry Weinholt, Professor Whiter, Nightmare Witch, Elsa, Warlock, Tanya O’Donnell, Got Gal, Omega Woman and Kameron Drake are owned and copyrighted by Mr. X.)