Akima Gets Milked
The next day, Dee Dee conferred with Akima Mars, Kitten and Pandora about the basics for what they wanted for the new film with Dee Dee and Akima.
“You’re sure you’ve got everything you need loaded into the PC?” Dee Dee asked.
“We’re positive, Dee Dee,” said Kitten. “Last night we read up on Daisy Mae from the Internet and found plenty of reference material.”
“But how’d you know to look for her if I didn’t tell you?”
“Limited telepathy darling, remember?” Akima pointed at her head. “Even though you didn’t bring it up yesterday while we were having fun, it was all over your subconscious mind about your fantasies with someone like me.”
“Now remember,” Pandora advised her. “Go along with whatever happens and follow Akima’s leads and don’t hesitate or hold back.”
“We’re going to produce one ‘raw’ or ‘extreme’ version, which we’ll put on the galactic Interweb once we’re home,” said Akima Mars. “Then we’ll customize and tweak things to produce a version more suited to what you normally market here.”
“We’re going to give you a very mild hypnotic suggestion,’ said Kitten. She and Pandora clasped Dee Dee’s hands and she suddenly began to feel very tired, like she was ready to doze off.
“This’ll make it easier for you to accept some of the things you’ll see,” said Pandora, “When you wake up, you’ll be in the setting with Akima and the action will start.”
Moments later, Dee Dee found herself in a barn. It looked, smelled and even felt like a farm building, down to feeling the dirt floor beneath her toes. She found herself wearing only a loose fitting t-shirt and a plaid skirt that went below her knees.
“Hello there, Dee Dee,” a feminine voice with a distinct southern drawl sounded. There was a mechanical whir as the barn doors opened, revealing Akima in all her glory. Her blonde hairstyle had been changed so she closely resembled Daisy Mae from the old comic strip. She was wearing a white pullover top or shirt, with red polka-dots on it, stretched to incredible dimensions by Akima’s breasts. Part of her waist was bare, below that she was covered in a crude canvas skirt.
“Wait a minute...I didn’t read every issue, but Daisy May usually didn’t wear skirts…”
“I’ll only be wearing it for a few minutes, Dee Dee. Then you’ll see my ‘surprise package’.” Akima Mars began pulling off her top to reveal her tremendous boobs.
Akima’s breasts were the largest Dee Dee had ever seen. Beneath the sun kissed skin she could see pale veins snaking their way across the mountains of tit flesh, pumping hot blood throughout the massive mammaries. Her nipples were just as gargantuan. Massive dinner plate-sized areolae surrounded nipples that resembled sausages. Dee Dee watched as Akima's tits began to leak a trickle of thick, creamy milk. She wondered how Akima was able to stand with such a bustline, but her question was quickly answered as she stretched. Her hips and shoulders were wide, almost rivaling that of a professional athlete. Her limbs were packed with dense, rippling muscle that strained beneath her skin as she moved. A concrete-like six-pack of abs ran down her tanned stomach.
Dee Dee paused she looked at her crotch.
"Whatcha starin' at, sugar?" Akima asked, crossing her arms under her gargantuan jugs.
"Oh uh, nothing. It's time for your milking," Dee Dee said, holding up a small metal pail. Akima Mars gave out a loud laugh, ending it with a deep snort, her huge tits jiggling like a water bed.
"Oh, Dee Dee...you’re gonna need more than that little old thing. My real milker is over there," she said, pointing to a large contraption in the corner shrouded by a tarp. "Let me show ya, honey," Akima Mars said with a smirk.
"If you have a milking machine then what do you need me for?"
"I need you to help keep the milk flowing and make sure the machine doesn't break."
"Why would it break?"
"You'll see, sweetheart. Now be a good girl and go get it ready. I'll be over in a bit." Dee Dee blushed at Akima Mars calling her a ‘good girl’, but she obeyed and walked to the other end of the barn, reached up and grabbed the tarp, pulling it off the large contraption. The machine did indeed resemble an industrial milker a dairy farm might use, but also fitted with some sort of engine. Four nozzles were connected to retractable tubes that ended in four thick plastic apparatus. Two resembled suction cups, and two resembled unraveled condoms. Looking closer she could see two wide hoses connected to two large metal tanks on the sides of the machine. One was labeled "MILK", the other labeled "CREAM".
Dee Dee pulled the lever labeled "Start" and watched the machine rumble to life, gently humming and vibrating as it began the startup process. Dee Dee's ears perked up as they were alerted to a heavy dragging sound. She looked to see Akima Mars approaching, her thighs flexing with each step as they strained with the load. Dee Dee noticed that she was dragging what first looked to be a large bean bag chair behind her. Then she saw that Akima Mars’ hands were empty.
"Oh my god..."
"What's the matter, sugar? Ain't ya ever seen a set of nuts like this before?" Akima Mars undid the clasp on her skirt and held it so Dee Dee could clearly see behind her, but kept the front of her legs covered. Dragging behind her was a pair of titanic testicles. Each one was nearly the size of one of her huge breasts, akin to a medicine ball. They sat in a leathery sack, the thick skin laced with massive veins like the subway map of a city, pulsing with power and heat. The massive scrotum looked as if it could barely hold the colossal cum containers within. Testicles that Dee Dee could only guess how many trillions of sperm they housed and nurtured; ready to impregnate an entire galaxy if they were given the chance. Dee Dee’s claim to having the biggest balls on the Island was now shattered.
Akima Mars continued to approach the machine, smirking at Dee Dee's slack-jawed expression the entire time. As she made it to her, she swayed her hips back and forth impatiently, causing her breasts to sway in turn. Dee Dee heard what sounded like gallons of milk slosh around inside. It was as if someone was shaking a fish tank full of cream.
"Are ya gonna hook me up, sugar, or are ya just gonna stand there starin’ at me?"
"Right...sorry, I've just...never seen someone like you before."
"I can tell, darlin'."
"Well um, I assume I put these on your uh..."
"Udders?" Akima Mars said playfully.
"Sure...here we go." Dee Dee pulled one of the tubes from the machine and brought it over to Akima Mars. As she went to put the cup over her nipple, she stopped her.
"Hold up, honey. Ya gotta get the milk flowin' first."
"You mean I’ve gotta..."
"Milk me, yes. Don't be shy, sweet cheeks. C'mere and milk mama's tits." Dee Dee's face was already flushed, but Akima Mars calling herself ‘mama’ made her hornier than ever. More turned on than ever, Dee Dee reached out with her shaking hands.
"Don't be shy, honey," Akima Mars encouraged her. Dee Dee gulped and placed her hands on her right breast, her hands sinking slightly into the vast tit flesh. Akima Mars's breasts were hot. It was like Dee Dee had placed her hands on a waterbed filled with boiling milk.
"Good girl. Now run your hands up and down like you're smoothin' out a water bed. Gently ease out the milk.” Dee Dee obeyed Akima Mars' words, starting at the top of her breast near her shoulder. She put her hands as close to opposite sides of her tit as she could, and slowly ran them down to her nipple as she pressed in. It was indeed like pressing down on a waterbed, the milk inside pushing back against her hands as she massaged Akima Mars’ breast. As she reached the nipple, she watched the trickle of milk quickly turn into a stream that sprayed out onto the ground. It was thick, probably the thickest and creamiest milk she had ever seen.
"Feel free to have a taste, darlin'." Dee Dee looked at Akima Mars curiously before leaning over and squeezing her nipple, causing a small squirt of cream to enter her hungry mouth. It was delicious. A sweet, creamy explosion all over her taste buds that put warmth in her stomach and made her heart do a flip. Dee Dee's eyes glazed over as a deep urge wash-ed over her; an urge to nurse. She stuffed the engorged nipple in her mouth like a popsicle and began to suck. Dee Dee took big gulps of Akima Mars's creamy ambrosia, savoring every drop as she nursed like a starved calf. Akima giggled at the familiar sight of her milk turning someone into a loving slave. She grabbed Dee Dee by her hair and gently pulled her off, having to exert a bit of effort.
"You ain't gettin' paid to drink, girl. Maybe when we're done you can have the leftovers. Until then, get to work."
"Yes ma'am."
"Good girl." Dee Dee flipped a switch and activated the suction on the tube. She fast-ened the cup on Akima's swollen nipple, the suction securing it in place. Dee Dee then mas-saged her other breast to get the milk flowing, having to resist the urge to latch back on. Once she had secured both udders to the machine, she stepped back and dusted her hands off.
"All right. You ready for the second part?"
“What’re you talking about?”
"You only put two on, dear,” chided Akima Mars. “What about the rest?"
"The rest?"
"My cock, sweetheart. Gotta hook her up too." Akima tossed her skirt to the side and it hit Dee Dee like a ton of bricks. She was so stunned at seeing the monstrous balls dragging behind her that she didn't even think about the logical conclusion that she should have a cock to go with them. Dee Dee gaped and stared at the long tube of flesh that hung down to her knees like an elephant’s trunk.
"Yes, love. You gotta prime it and get it ready,” she said, seemingly reading her mind. "Try touchin' my balls...that usually gets me goin'.”
Swallowing, Dee Dee slowly walked around to the side of Akima. Looking down, she saw her balls up close, and watched the numerous veins throbbing underneath the skin. Dee Dee reached out and placed a hand on the gigantic sack, but immediately drew it back. It was like she had just touched a furnace, and checked her hand to make sure there wasn't a burn.
"Too hot for ya?"
"Sorry I just wasn't expecting it."
"Don't be shy. It won't burn ya...I promise." Dee Dee placed her hand back on Akima's testicle, this time ready for the intense heat. She gave the vast flesh a squeeze. There was a sudden rumble in the giant balls, and it felt like a small earthquake beneath her hand.
“Oh yeah, that’s right girl,” Akima panted. “Just look what you went and woke up...”
At the same time, Dee Dee heard a loud wet squelch. Then Dee Dee noticed that it wasn't one cock...there were two! Looking at Akima's crotch, she watched in fascination as the biggest cocks she had ever seen started coming to life. They were mounted side by side on her crotch and started with thick sheathes, nearly the same dark color as the skin on her balls. Dee Dee watched them inflate with power as they opened up like a blossoming flower.
Two leviathan spires of meat burst out from the Akima’s crotch. Each had their own smaller sleeve of flesh engorged with burning blood before opening like a maw. There was a sound like peeling a sticker off of skin as the vast pillars of fuck meat emerged from their slumber. Each cock swelled with virile might as they grew before Dee Dee’s eyes, decorated with a network of veins very similar to Akima's balls. The wide cum tubes on the bottom of each bulged out and throbbed with power. They were slick, shining with a wet coating that gave them an almost ghostly sheen.
Each cock was capped by a wide, flat head that twitched and flared with the thundering of Akima’s powerful heart. Wide, protruding urethras stared Dee Dee in the face, the open-ings in the heads seemingly gasping like a suffocating fish. Each one was easily over three feet long, maybe closer to four. The two mammoth rods had shot out with such force that they slammed into the milking machine with a dull thud, leaving small dents in the metal and causing it to tip slightly before falling back into place.
“Oops,” giggled Akima Mars. “Forgot that I shouldn’t stand so close…” as she moved back.
Akima grunted and her cocks flared for a moment, followed by the sound of someone squeezing a lotion bottle. A gush, then a waterfall of pre-cum poured out of her tips. It splattered onto the barn floor like paste. The fluid was so thick that it was able to pile onto itself like mud rather than forming a puddle. Akima’s splooge visibly emitted steam even in the warm summer air. The scent wafted into Dee Dee's nostrils. It was so strong and musky that it nearly made her dizzy as her mouth began to water.
"Whoa nelly,” Akima gasped. “Got a lotta pre-cum today."
"Pre-cum?" Dee Dee was flabbergasted.
"Sure is, darlin'. And it's goin' to waste. Get me hooked up why don’t ya?" Dee Dee gulped and grabbed the ends of the two tubes lower on the machine, pulling them out and bringing them to Akima Mars. As she got close to her cocks, Dee Dee could feel the heat radiating off of them, the sound of pre-cum splattering against the ground a constant noise in her ears. She scooped up a handful of Akima’s pre-cum and spread it over one huge cock to lubricate it.
“Good work, Dee Dee. Now give me a handful of juice too.” Akima began preparing her other cock while Dee Dee finished the job on her first shaft. “You can’t say I didn’t help you out some today.”
Dee Dee slid the tubes around each immense shaft with difficulty, and they swelled ominously as though they might burst.
“Nice job, sugar. Now be a dear and put the last piece on the heads.” Dee Dee just stared at her for a moment. “Don’t tell me ya haven’t ever done anythin’ like this before?” Dee Dee blushed as she remembered the details of the milking ritual on the Island. She shuddered and fastened the final component around the powerful heads of Akima's cocks; she had to stretch the sleeves so hard to reach the edge of her cockheads, she was surprised they didn’t break.
"Good job, girl. You did it on the first try. Now just flip that big switch there and the milkin' should be underway!" Dee Dee grabbed the large lever on the side and pulled. The machine rumbled and a pair of side fans began spinning. She watched as the building pre-cum in the tubes was forcefully sucked out, her steady stream now managed by the machine. Dee Dee stepped back.
As the mild suction of the tubes worked on Akima’s incredible cocks, they immediately started struggling to siphon the viscous pre-cum gushing out. They audibly rattled and vibrated from the effort, and Dee Dee started to worry.
"That's fantastic, dear,” Akima moaned. “Once you flip on the "big suck" switch as I call it, and increase the power, we’ll really have some fun."
"You mean we haven’t already?"
"Well this is called the ‘Milk-Master 3000’ for a reason. You’ll see the results it can produce real soon."
"Is there anything else?" Dee Dee was almost afraid to ask. Akima Mars looked at her like she had two heads; ironic considering what she was packing.
"Give me some more help gettin’ the milk outta these babies," she said as she gave one of her tits a shake, causing it to belch a large bubble of seed.
"I don't know if I can even get my hands around one of those!"
"Oh, don't be such a wussy," Akima teased. "Get over here, girl, and get rid of those clothes." Dee Dee blushed a deep red, removed her clothes and tossed them aside as she shuffled over to her side. She watched as Akima’s gigantic veiny breasts gushed an endless stream of thick milk, longing to taste it again. Dee Dee’s body rested against her her two cocks as she worked on Akima’s tits. The prick flesh nearly singed her body from how hot the sleeves were.
“Now don’t tell me ya haven’t been getting’ turned on while you’re doin’ this?” Akima teased. Dee Dee could only look up at her and smile with a mix of lust and embarrassment. Akima gave a wicked laugh and snapped her fingers. Suddenly, Dee Dee gawked at her own proud erection standing out proudly from between her legs. Her own nipples were bigger and harder than she’d ever seen them before, as she locked eyes with Akima.
Akima Mars was a creature that exuded the pure energy of an alpha female. Dee Dee was almost fearful for any cunt that would be filled either of those monster cocks. Dee Dee gave her own cock a squeeze. While the flesh had a slight amount of give, it only gave a small amount before her fingers were stopped. It was like she was squeezing a steel bar, and each time she squeezed, her ramrod would buck and gush a fresh serving of thick pre-cum. Dee Dee was having trouble standing. The pure sexual scent that exuded from Akima Mars combined with the most painfully hard erection of her life had her dizzy. Dee Dee ran her hands up and down Akima’s upper cock, her fingers not even close to encircling it.
"Good girl. It don't take much to get me off. All that delicious skin is as sensitive as the head of your cock.” Akima put one hand on one of her cocks. “She's gettin' lonely."
Dee Dee nodded and moved a hand down to her other cock. Stroking both in tandem now, she got into a manageable rhythm. This combined with the milk machine’s power brought a blush to Akima's cheeks, and she let out a loud moan. Her noises contrasted with her personality heavily. Her usual confidence was fading to reveal her true nature as a slut. It was Dee Dee's turn to tease.
"That feel good? You like it when I milk you, Akima?"
"Yeah...yeah I do. Please give me more." she whined.
"Good girl. You're gonna give us a lot of milk today aren't you?" Dee Dee reached out and increased the power of the machine by several notches.
"Hey! Take it easy!” Akima Mars let out a long moan, hunching over and grabbing a nearby railing to steady herself. “It's not like I....ooh!" Dee Dee watched her colossal cum containers tense up and quake as her stream of sperm began to intensify, the veins along her sack throbbing with immense might.
"Oh baby. You're makin' me feel so good! Tell you what? Since you've been such a good girl, I’ll let you ‘do’ me as a reward."
"You...you mean you want me to…"
"Fuck my ass!" Akima cried. "Shove that beautiful rod of yours inside me me!"
Dee Dee tensed up and nodded frantically before hurrying behind her.
"Just grip my hips, honey. I can take it." Dee Dee rested her hands on Akima to steady herself and rubbed her huge cockhead against her anal lips.
"Give it to me, hotshot," Akima begged, wiggling her ass back and forth. Dee Dee felt the monster balls beneath her knees vibrate as they birthed a billion sperm in an instant. She lined her cock up with Akima’s entrance, taking a moment to rub the head up and down, covering it in pre-cum. Dee Dee reached up and put her hands on the sides of Akima's broad breasts and thrusted. Her poop chute swallowed her entire cock like a python, completely engulfing her with no resistance thanks to her wetness. Dee Dee moaned and clamped her lips on one of her own nipples as she went balls deep.
“Yes!" Akima Mars cried out as her breasts gushed a gallon of milk and her cocks lurched so hard they nearly knocked her off. "Good girl! Now fuck my ass. Gimme that cock!"
"Yes ma'am!" Dee Dee growled as she started thrusting her hips. Akima's butthole was large, but it was still deliciously tight. Dee Dee secretly wished her cock was bigger so she could feel it squeezing her even tighter. She brought her hand down on her expansive ass cheek, and gave the back of her balls a hard slap, causing Akima to yelp and shiver. Dee Dee watched her tits jiggle like water balloons every time her crotch collided with her rear. Reaching up, she grabbed a hold of her hair and pulled her head back. Akima craned her head, already on the edge, her hungry posterior milking Dee Dee like the machine was milking her.
"Such a good girl, Akima. Be a naughty slut and give us that milk!"
"Only if you give me yours, Dee Dee! Shoot your cum inside my ass!" Akima reached out and grabbed the railing to steady herself.
"Yes ma'am!" Dee Dee moaned and hilted herself inside Akima's butt, gripping her tightly. She let out a long, deep cry as she felt her cum flood her insides.
"Oh Dee Dee, I'm cummin'!" Akima Mars squealed as her hands gripped the railing tight enough to dent it. Dee Dee was barely finished with her orgasm before she felt the beastly sperm factories beneath her knees start to quake. She craned her neck forward and watched the engorged veins as the testicles tightened up and gurgled louder than ever. There was a sound akin to rushing water as all the sperm batter brewing inside was sent rushing up the gaping cum tubes under each of Akima's cocks. Dee Dee watched the cum surge up the length of each cock as the head flared out nearly to the size of small plates. With one final undulation, the damn burst as gallons of creamy, viscous cum was fired into the containers like an explosion. The pressure was so intense that the plastic containers rocked back and forth from the sheer force of Akima’s ejaculation.
"Oh, fuck yes!" Akima howled as her hips bucked involuntarily, as if she was trying to impregnate a phantom lover. Dee Dee was thrown off rather quickly thanks to her bucking and the convulsions of her stupendous sacs. It took a moment of effort, but using skills she’d learned at the mansion, Akima was able levitate herself slightly to lift first one leg and then the other. She had Dee Dee push with all her might on her enormous balls, so that they were now in front of her. Dee Dee gaped in amazement and jealously as she saw the incredible size of Akima’s nuts; until now part of them had been hidden by her legs.
The combined sounds of her tits and cocks spraying out their payloads shook the entire barn. Dee Dee watched, still shooting stray ropes of cum onto Akima as countless gallons worth of spunk and milk was emptied into the containers.
The machine roared, shaking with effort as it processed her essence and pumped it into the tanks. Dee Dee could see Akima's balls shrinking slowly but steadily, throbbing and bouncing as they delivered an endless stream of semen. The tube around her bottom cock creaked, nearly leaking a small river of cum on the floor. Thankfully it managed to hold out as Akima Mars hit the three minute mark. Akima stamped her feet into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Damn, this is a mega-load!" she roared. At the five minute mark, it seemed her flow was finally slowing down. Each spurt had gone from about ten seconds to only four or five, though the output of each was still more than ten men together might produce in an entire lifetime.
Eventually the duration of each stream reached two seconds, then one. Akima's balls had reached the size of watermelons, now no longer touching the ground but still hanging low between her thick thighs. They rose and fell with each remaining gush of milky cum. Her breasts had shrunk too, but they were still bigger than any human woman could ever hope to have. Finally, after over seven minutes, the last of her sperm was deposited into the tube, and the machine went back to a light hum as it sucked up the rest. Her breasts trickled off before ceasing their production as well. Dee Dee hopped to her feet, her still hard cock swinging about as she dislodged the tubes from Akima's body.
“Okay, that’s a wrap!” Pandora shouted. Suddenly the barn setting and the milking machine disappeared, to be replaced by the room on the Island. Dee Dee and Akima Mars had become so engrossed as the scene played out, they had almost forgotten where they were.
Akima panted and smiled at Dee Dee. “That’s one of the most intense scenes I’ve ever done...and for me, that’s saying a lot.”
“I can hardly wait to see what some of the different versions of this will turn out like,” said Kitten, unable to hide her excitement.
“You expect me to do that...again?” exclaimed Dee Dee. “You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me!”
“Relax, darling,” Akima explained. “No one said you had to run a marathon today.”
“Just take a shower and clean up,” said Pandora. “Then we’ll show you just what you can do with the software we gave you.”
“While she’s cleaning up, be a dear and use the software to turn me back to normal, Kitten. My tits, schlong and balls are so big, it’s a problem just moving around.”
“I thought you always said ‘bigger is better’ in our line of work chief?” teased Pandora.
“I don’t want to be this fucking big all the time, smart-ass! Just do it!”
“Your wish is my command, fearless leader,” replied Kitten as she entered the com-mands on the keyboard.
Shortly afterwards, Dee Dee had cleaned herself, and she did a double-take when she saw Akima Mars with her ‘normal’ figure and no cock and balls between her legs. “Wow...you girls work fast.”
“We used your software to take away my tool, darling,” Akima explained. “And then we just reset things so I’m back to my original bust size.”
Dee Dee and the three video starlets sat in her lab and watched the ‘extreme’ version of the film on her PC. It hadn’t been thirty minutes, but editing had been done, background music dubbed and even some special effects added.
“You even managed to use my voice and create new dialogue that matched the scene, and I’m referring to Akima as ‘Daisy May’ instead of her real name.”
“That’s just the tip of the iceberg for what the software can do,” said Kitten.
“Now it’s time to let the magic begin,” said Akima Mars. The same video played again on her PC and was paused when Akima entered the barn.
“Okay, we’ve gotta make you a little more believable for our audiences,” said Dee Dee.
“Scoot in closer, Dee Dee,” Pandora invited her. “You click this icon here, and then select the character you want to edit...in this case Akima.”
“All right, let’s tone those hooters of yours down just a little, Akima.” After some mouse clicks, Akima was still super-busty, just not as outrageously as before.
“You and your girls aren’t jealous of me, are you?” Akima Mars teased.
“It’s just that there’s really crappy 3D material of girls with ‘balloon tits’ out there on the net, and I don’t want ours to become mistaken for stuff like that.”
The video played on with minor changes being made until Akima removed her skirt.
“And now we need to whittle those cojones of yours down.”
“Now I can feel the green-eyed monster coming out,” said Pandora.
“You’re darned right,” retorted Dee Dee. “I’ve got a certain reputation to maintain here on the Island. Plus I wear these babies 24-7, while you only had yours for the one film, Akima.”
“Whatever makes you happy, darling. We’re only here to help you.”
“Next, we only need to see you with one cock for the milking scene, Akima.” Pandora showed her how to make the change on the PC. “As great as the scene was, if our fans see something this bizarre, some of them may start wanting to see more of it. We need to dole things out carefully.”
“Well remember, our version of the video will only be available to people outside of earth who have access to the galactic Interweb.”
“As far as I know, even some of our most die-hard fans can’t use that...I hope.”
More subtle changes and tweaks were made to the film, with Kitten and Pandora giving Dee Dee a thorough education in the new software. Once she was satisfied with her work, the video was finalized or rendered in less than five minutes and was ready to post.
“Wait’ll Tiffany and the girls see this...we’ll be able to release customized kinky videos at warp speed.”
“I’ll let you and the others have a skull session and decide what you want to do next,” said Akima. “In the meantime, how about a little snack?”
“Great idea...after all that action filming, I’m famished...let’s head to the cafeteria.”
“We don’t have to make a special trip,” said Kitten.
“We’ve got a real ‘surprise’ for you right here,” added Pandora, as she left her chair.
Dee Dee had a baffled look on her face. “You’d better not be making Pop Tarts in my lab oven again…” She’d cleaned the lab out of almost all food and drink.
Pandora returned carrying a cardboard container with four bottles in it, similar to what Dee Dee had seen in beverage stores. The bottles were filled with a thick white liquid and Pandora passed one to everyone.
Dee Dee’s eyes grew wide in amazement. “Is this what I think it is..?”
“Absolutely, darling,” replied Akima. “The way you and others gulp it down here in your films, I thought we’d make a ‘special brew’ for the occasion.”
“Great idea, Akima.” Then she got a good look at the label pasted on the bottle and laughed out loud. The familiar green and white ‘Starbucks’ label had been altered so that a much more attractive and bustier mermaid now adorned the center of the design.
“I couldn’t resist changing things up a bit while I was on the computer,” giggled Kitten.
“It smells delicious,” Dee Dee popped the cap and smelled the aroma. “Wait a minute. How many calories are in this stuff?”
“Take a look at our figures, Dee Dee,” said Pandora.
“Does it look like we’d drink just anything and risk damaging these works of art?” asked Akima Mars.
Dee smiled and clinked her bottle with the others in a toast. The delicious blend of Akima’s milk and sperm was every bit as sublime as it been earlier.
