Milk Academy: Chapter 2 - The First Milking

Once school was out, Hiroyuki went to the Student Council Room as usual.

He tried to sort the documents Touka had assigned him, but he could not keep his mind off of the seductive things he had done with his cousin the night before. The touch of her body vividly returned to him and he could not focus on his work, but then someone called out to him from behind.

“Good work, Hiroyuki-san. How about you take a break?’

“Oh, Miyako-san. Thank you, I will.”

He turned around to find the Vice President with a gentle smile on her face. He was seated and she was not, so her breasts were pushing out right at his eye level. They had such a powerful presence he leaned back without thinking. That mountain range had completely blocked his vision.

He ended up staring at those breathtaking mounds while she leaned over to place tea and cake on the desk. Her upper arms squeezed her boobs in toward the center, forming a deep cleavage inside the cramped confines of her uniform.

She either failed to notice or did not care that he was staring because she tidied up the scattered documents and briskly prepared the tea.

“Wow, that smells good! Thank you.”

When the strong aroma of the tea reached him, he looked down from her chest to view the table.

“Um, I baked that cake myself, so if you don’t mind trying some…”

“Eh!? You made it?”

“Yes, but I’m worried it might not be any good.”

She blushed in embarrassment and offered him a slice of cheesecake on a small plate. It looked just as good as the slices sold in stores.

Her ability to bake reconfirmed for him just how perfect she was.

“A-are you sure I can have this?”
This handmade dessert came as such a surprise he looked up at her for confirmation. However, that meant he was looking up at those breasts that stuck out horizontally in defiance of gravity and he gasped at their sheer size when seen from below.

She was always kind, but she seemed extra kind today. She had approached him and made him tea while speaking to him.

“Of course you can. I baked it for you, after all.”

“F-for me? R-really?”

Any guy would rejoice at having the girl who was effectively the school’s idol bake a cake for him. He had a hard time keeping a grin off of his face.

“Yes…a-and your tea is getting cold.”
She blushed at his eyes on her and tried to change the subject. She fidgeted her fingers, making the school’s largest bust jiggle, so her embarrassment was simultaneously cute and seductive.

“Would you like any milk or sugar?”

“Eh? M-milk!?”
That word reminded him of the day prior.

Remi had proven that her love potion did make girls lactate. She had acted triumphant about that even though it meant her love potion was a failure.

(So is Miyako-san producing milk too?)
He suddenly grew curious about the Vice President’s body. He wondered if she was suffering without any release for the milk, but she only tilted her head curiously.

“Yes, milk. Would like any milk or sugar for your tea?”

“Oh, that kind of milk. Right. I knew that. Ha ha.”

“Eh? ………………Oh, right. No, it is not…that kind.”

She must have realized what he meant because her face rapidly grew red and she embarrassedly hid her chest with her hands while looking to the floor.

“S-sorry. I’m just a little worried and, um…”

He forced himself to stop imaging those enormous breasts dripping with milk.

He was so embarrassed about jumping the gun there that he quickly took a sip of the tea.

“Oh, that’s hot! Hot, hot, hot!”

But he took a big sip before checking how hot it was, so he burned his tongue and began choking. He hated how he had misunderstood her question and then made a further fool of himself.

“Are you okay, Hiroyuki-san!?”

She pulled a handkerchief from her blazer’s pocket and gently wiped off his mouth. The fancy silk smelled just like her.

“S-sorry. I’m fine.”

“Hee hee. Take your time and enjoy the tea.”

“Yes, thank you very much.”

Their exchange reminded him of a young couple, setting a bittersweet emotion aflame within him. Their eyes met, and…

“Hiroyuki, I could use some help over here.”

His childhood friend interrupted the two of them while moving physically between them. She had stopped him from speaking with Miyako several times today. Whenever he was speaking with the Vice President, she always butted in.

“Oh, okay. But Miyako-san wanted me to try her cake.”

“Don’t get so worked up over some silly cake!”

“I-I’m not worked up over it.”

There were also some odd barbs in her words, but the dense boy could only tilt his head and wonder what had gotten into her.

“Now, now, Natsuki-san. He is taking a break, so he can help you afterwards.”

“Miyako-san, please stop spoiling him! I know him best because I’ve been with him since we were little.”

The redhead shook her trademark ponytail and stood so as to hide the boy behind her back. The upperclassman was unsure how to respond.

“Pipe down, both of you. Now, Hiroyuki, I am leaving, so carry my bag for me.”

Touka brushed back her blonde hair and held out her bag.

She too had been acting weird today. She was zoning out a lot and she gave none of her usual harsh complaints. She and Natsuki both seemed to be in a bad mood.

They both seemed to have a problem with Miyako, so could it have to do with the love potion affair?

“Hiroyuki is helping me!”

“Don’t be ridiculous. He’s leaving with me!!”

“Hiroyuki-san, your tea is getting cold.”

All three of them looked to the boy and their eyes told him to make a choice.

(Wh-what am I supposed to do?)
He looked to their pretty faces and found a bitter smile was the most he could manage as a response.

 

A few days passed.

“It isn’t often Hayashida-sensei gives us a study hall.”

His last class for the day was a study hall. And they were allowed to leave if they had finished their homework for the following day, so he made his way to the Student Council Room earlier than usual.

He was not an official member and he could have gone straight home, but he had gotten in the habit of going.

(I hope Miyako-san is doing okay.)

He was also worried about the Vice President who had been caught up in the mess caused by his cousin’s love potion.

He could not deny part of him was hoping he got to milk those titties, but another part of him was legitimately worried about her.

“Oh, no one’s here.”

The other classes must have still been in session. When he stepped inside the empty room, he triggered the motion sensor and the lights came on. He started to sit down at the desk, but…

“Nh.”

He thought he heard a groan coming from the back room where the teapot and fridge were.

(Wait, so is someone here after all?)

Miyako may have finished class early and started preparing the tea.

“Hey! I told you to be gentle!!”

But when he heard a clear voice from back there, it was the oppressive and domineering tone he knew had to be Touka. He glimpsed long blonde hair through the cracked door between the two rooms.

(It sounded like she was talking to someone…eh!?)

He started to reach for the sliding door and froze in place.

He had nearly called out to her, but he quickly suppressed his voice while staring in disbelief at what he saw beyond the door.

(Wh-what in the world?)
He saw long sun-blonde hair and the beautiful face of French doll but with a strong will in the angled eyes. He saw a tall and slim build with the long limbs of a model. And he saw massive E-cup breasts that would put a sexy idol to shame.

He had expected to find President Touka there and he had expected to see those breasts filling out the chest of her uniform to the bursting point, but he had not at all expected for them to be bared.

“Th-that hurts! They’re sensitive with this much milk built up, Miyako.”

“I get that, but I have never touched someone else’s before.”

Plus, the Vice President was squeezing those bare breasts from behind. The scene was so unbelievable his thoughts fully froze. He knew in his mind that quietly leaving would be the right thing to do, but his feet seemed glued to the floor and his body refused to move.

Those impressive rocket boobs stuck out horizontally even without a bra to support them and the light pink nipples seemed small for the overall size.

(Touka-san’s tits are huge. But pretty too.)

He finally understood what it meant for something to be breathtakingly beautiful.

“I do apologize, but I really don’t know how to do this.”

Miyako was apparently trying to massage Touka’s breasts, but she was having trouble since those things were too large to hold in her hands. He started wondering how long these two had been in a relationship.

“Kyah! N-not there; it tickles. Ah, ahh.”

The hands passing below Touka’s arms rubbed at her large mounds and she cutely cried out whenever the fingertips touched her nipples.

“Is this better?”

“W-wait, not so strong…without a warning first.”

Miyako’s fingers dug into Touka’s tits, squishing their lovely shape. Touka’s voice was more sexual and her sighs more heated than he ever could have imagined from her usual domineering voice.

(Gulp.)

He was entranced by how different she was from normal.

“Th-that’s enough. Try it from the front this time.”

“From the front? Okay, understood.”

When the blonde girl’s breasts were freed from the upperclassman’s grasp, she swayed unsteadily and took deep breaths.

“Like this?”

“Ahn, don’t press your chest against me, Miyako.”

“Sorry, but I can’t help it.”

Miyako’s uniform had shifted a bit out of place and she reached toward Touka’s chest, but they had the two largest chest sizes in the school. Their boobs pressed against each other, making the task difficult.

(Wow, they’re squishing together.)

They were unsure what to do since this problem was a direct result of their abnormal size. The boy was bowled over by how stimulating a scene it was.

He tried to get a better look at that tantalizing sight, but he accidentally bumped his foot against the door making a loud noise.

Touka of course gasped and glared over his way.

“Who’s there!? S-show yourself!!”

He was kicking himself for making such a cliché mistake, but there was no escape now. He hesitantly opened the door and apologetically stepped out.

“…! H-Hiroyuki!? What are you doing here!?” shouted the blonde girl while hiding her chest with her arms.

“S-sorry. My class got out early and, um, I wasn’t trying to spy on you! I swear!”

He desperately apologized, but that girl would yell at him for the slightest mistake. Knowing she was going to be furious, he looked up at her face.

“H-how long have you been there? Geez.”

However, she only quickly buttoned up her uniform and glanced around restlessly with a blush on her face. He found that reaction puzzling, but then Miyako spoke up.

“Oh, I know. How about you get Hiroyuki-san’s help, Touka-san?”

“M-my help?”

“I-I-I-I couldn’t possibly.”

Touka began to panic. He had never seen that confident girl so flustered.

It was cute and refreshing, so he nearly smiled.

“You see, Touka-san also took that love potion.”

“Stop! Not another word!!”

When the upperclassman kept going regardless, the blonde girl frantically interrupted.

“Eh? The love potion? You mean the one my cousin made?”

“Sh-she could be talking about any love potion.”

“But if it was hers, then I’m worried about your health.”

She refused to give a clear answer, but when the boy stared straight at her, she began curling her hair around a finger while thinking.

He thought she would yell at him for not minding his own business, but she instead blushed and almost looked pleased.

“Okay, fine! I’ll tell you! Will that satisfy your curiosity?”
She seemed to give in to his relentless stare and began to explain what happened.

“You see, there was someone who seemed immune to my charm and…well, it’s not like I actually cared about them in particular, but it’s the principle of the thing, you know? So I thought I would try that love potion to see if that changed things…but then it turns out it has this weird side effect and my chest really does need some release, so I ducked out of class and asked Miyako to help me out.”
Her wandering and indirect explanation never actually stated the crucial part.

“Um…so you’re saying you did take that love potion?”

“Y-yes! Got a problem with that?”

“Not really, I guess.”

It was true she had been the one to ask for the love potion in the first place.

“But why did you take it?”

“B-because I thought it would get y-…get that person to actually pay attention to me.”

“Eh? What was that?”
“Shut up! It doesn’t matter why!! The pain in my chest is what matters!!”

He was still not clear on why she had taken it, but she did seem to have the side effect. That meant the only way to give her relief was to milk her breasts.

“Are you okay concerning that, Miyako-san?”
“I can feel it building up, but it isn’t too bad yet.”

“I see. That’s good to hear.”

If it was this bad for Touka, he was worried about the Vice President as well. She smiled with a blush when he asked.

“Wait! Why are you only worried about her!?”

“Eh? Because…”

She had named him as the one to milk her, so he could not help but think about it. Especially when his cousin’s love potion was at fault.

Touka’s frustrations exploded at his continued focus on the Vice President.

“This was your cousin’s fault, so take responsibility!”

“R-responsibility? I’m not sure what you mean.”

He gave her a troubled look, but she stepped forward and thrust her enormous chest out toward him.

“I am in agony over here, s-so do something about it!”

“Eh? Y-you mean…eh!?”

He could not believe what she was saying.

The potion had milk building up in her breasts and the only solution was to milk it out.

She was saying that would be his job. That proud and willful girl was actually saying he could touch her body.

“You’re…kidding, right?”

“Of course not! Someone needs to do it and it’s your duty to do odd jobs for the Student Council!”

“This is your idea of an odd job?”

“Do I need to spell it out for you? Fine. As President, I grant you an official position on the Student Council as Milker. If a Student Council member needs milking, it is your duty to milk her!”

He initially assumed she had not thought through what she was saying, but there was no mistaking it when she made it so explicit what she was asking for. He was really not sure what to make of being given this new duty.

“Now, get to work already.”

“Eh? Right now?”

“You expect me to wait any longer? You don’t get refuse with me when you were so willing to do it for Miyako.”

“It’s not like Miyako-san ever actually asked me to do it.”

Touka put her hands on her hips and held out her chest, thrusting those E-cup melons in front of him as if to say “get milking”. They jiggled heavily before his eyes.

“Well, are you going to do it or not? Is this yet another Student Council job you can’t do right?”

“W-wouldn’t it be better to have Miyako-san do it for you?”

He was of course extremely interested in Touka’s titties, but his knowledge of her strong and domineering personality made him reluctant. He looked over at their upperclassman seated next to Touka, but she only smiled gently back at him.

“Miyako couldn’t do it right, so what choice do I have?”

“That’s right, Hiroyuki-san. Can you please help her?”
The President had apparently tried to get the Vice President’s help with her milking, but it had not worked very well. That was what he had seen when he accidentally spied on them.

“You saw my breasts, so the least you can do is milk them to make up for it!”
“I mean, yes, I did see them, but, um…”

“Would you prefer I called the security guards on you as a peeping tom!?”
“O-okay! I’ll do it. But I can’t promise I’m any good at it.”

If Touka insisted on something, there was no fighting it. He finally accepted his fate as the new Student Council Milker and tried to calm his racing heart as he nodded.

“Good, but you should have started with that. Now, milk me.”

She placed her hands on the sink behind her and stretched her back to push her chest out.

“O-okay. If you insist.”

Her matter-of-fact way of talking about it actually made him more nervous. He had practiced for this with his cousin, but he had been a virgin so recently it was impossible to stay calm.

His body tensed as he hesitantly reached out toward her chest.

“Kyah!?”
“S-sorry!”

The instant he touched her uniform, she cutely cried out and twisted her body. He reflexively pulled back and apologized at how sensitive she was after so confidently demanding he do this.

“Are you okay, Touka-san?”

“I-I am perfectly fine. Continue, Hiroyuki.”

Miyako worriedly approached, but the blonde girl stopped her and stuck her breasts out again. She also reopened the hastily-closed chest of her uniform to show off those two enormous mounds contained in a pink bra.

Her boobs seemed even more impressive than the finely embroidered lingerie. They were barely contained in the underwear and looked ready to pop out at any time.

“Ah, ahh.”

His blood flow quickened with one of the best racks in the school right in front of his eyes.

“What’s the hold up? H-hurry up and give me some relief.”

“O-okay. I will remove your bra.”

“Hyah.”

She rushed him, but her face was a little stiff and her cheeks flushed. He gathered his resolve, reached for her bra, and heard a quiet voice escape her youthful lips.

(Th-they’re so soft!!)

Even through the bra, he could feel how marshmallow soft those things were. He slowly pulled the bra down, gradually revealing the smooth skin and finally the swollen pink tips.

All the milk made the already large breasts even heavier and the nipples were already growing erect.

“Ohh.”

Not only were they unbelievably large, but they were perfectly shaped too.

“Your job is to milk, not to ogle.”

“S-sorry.”

She angled her eyebrows and glared when he started staring.

“Here I go.”

He quickly lifted up both her breasts and sucked at the swollen nipples. He also massaged the weighty mounds at the same time.

They were too big to hold in his hands, so he had a hard time spreading his fingers as wide as they would go and squeezing them like that. However, they felt so wonderful in his hands that he did not care at all how difficult it was.

(They’re so big and soft I wish I could touch them forever.)

“Ahn, ahh…that tickles.”

That willful girl’s sweet moans stimulated his male instincts, so he ended up squeezing her breasts more. He also squeezed her nipple with his lips until it grew fully erect.

“Ahh…I can feel it. Something’s, ah, coming out!”

“Nhh!? T-Touka-san?”

A sweet flavor reached his tongue as he sucked at her nipple. He removed his mouth to find a white liquid leaking from the pink tip.

“N-no way. It’s actually coming out.”
He had known it was possible after seeing it happen with his cousin, but it was still a surprise to see it with this girl.

“That means it will, um, happen for me too, doesn’t it?” asked Miyako.

“Probably so.”

She had taken the same potion, so she stared at the President’s chest with her eyes wide with shock.

“Hiroyuki, did I tell you could stop milking me?”
Touka shut him up by pulling his head to her chest and burying his face in her tits.

“Gh…nhh.”

The lightest suck at her nipple sent sweet milk flowing into his mouth. His mouth was already full, so he had to swallow it.

“Ahh, you’re sucking so hard…nh, nhh.”

She could not restrain her voice and heated sighs escaped her lips. His cousin had said the milking would be pleasurable and Touka’s body was trembling as she held his head tight.

“Are you okay, Touka-san?”

Miyako was just as surprised by the strong-willed girl’s reaction.

“Th-this is nothing I can’t handle. Ahn.”

She tried her best to feign calm, but everyone could tell that was a lie. Her body twisted in pleasure each time he sucked at her.

“Touka-san, how are you feeling now?”

“Ahh, nh…h-how am I feeling? Hm, I do think this has helped relieve some of the pressure.”

She kept her voice low as she looked down at her own chest. Her breasts must have been feeling better now that she had been milked.

They seemed less tense and a lot softer in his hands. When he squeezed them, milk erupted from the tip like a fountain.

(Wow, there really is milk coming from her tits.)

The more he massaged them, the more milk came out. And the more milk came out, the more she twisted her body in obvious pleasure.

He could not believe how cute she looked, so he kept squeezing her boobs more.

“Um, Hiroyuki-san?”

She was clearly indulging in that pleasure now and he was more than happy to oblige as he groped her breasts to his heart’s content, but then he felt a tap on his shoulder.

He found Miyako intertwining her fingers and giving him a pleading look.

“Pwah, nh…yes, what is it?”

“Ahn! H-hey, why did you stop? Milking me is your job, so stop slacking off!”

“I’m not slacking off.”

The instant his lips left her pink nipples, Touka pouted her own lips to complain. She shoved her erect nipple against his lips to demand he get back to sucking it.

“Um…I thought I could go without, but I could stand to be milked too. So could I also ask for your services as the Student Council Milker?”

Miyako undid her tie and unbuttoned her blouse.

“Eh? M-Miyako-san?”

The school’s largest tits appeared before him in sexy red underwear. The adult bra gave them such a powerful sex appeal he found it hard to believe this was the same gentle person he knew.

Hers were a size larger than Touka’s, so they looked like two small watermelons growing from her chest. With their size and white skin, only the term “milk tank” could adequately describe them.

(She wears such sexy underwear.)

He stared at those impressive mounds past the ones Touka was using to nearly cover up his entire face. He gulped at those F-cups that outdid even Touka’s E-cups.

The frilly and lacy red bra was way sexier than he would have imagined from her usual behavior. His heart pounded when she gave him her usual gentle smile above that unbelievable bust and seductive underwear.

“Then I’ll do yours next.”

He moved over to focus on Miyako, but Touka grabbed tightly at his head again.

“No! I am President and that means my milking comes first!”

“Gh…but you just said you were feeling better.”

She was not about to give up those lips that were providing her with so much pleasure, so she buried his face in her impressive chest again. She was acting like a child having her favorite toy taken, so the upperclassman placed a hand on her cheek while trying to figure out what to do.

“Then why not have him do us both at once?”

Miyako was the school’s most kind and gentle person, but she also knew better than anyone how to deal with Touka. She gently moved next to Touka and spread her blouse wide to show off her breasts to the boy.

“Hm, fine. I can live with that.”

She did not seem happy, but she loosened her grip on his head.

“Can you get started, Hiroyuki-san? The Student Council needs your services.”

That girl could manipulate even Touka, so a smile from her was too much for the boy. His heart pounded and he started breathing heavily. Four giant breasts filled his vision and he felt a happy pressure from both sides.

“Whoa.”

Miyako’s slender arms moved to slip down her bra, expanding the bared area and finally revealing the light pink of her areolae.

That swollen pinkness was larger than normal to match the extra-large size of the breasts as a whole and the nipples at the center were already growing hard.

“Stop staring, Hiroyuki-san. It’s embarrassing.”

“Hold it, Hiroyuki! It’s rude to stare at hers when my vastly superior breasts are right here!!”

“U-um, sorry?”

He could not keep his eyes off of Miyako’s blushing face and bared breasts.

(I knew they were big, but holy shit.)

His reaction must have rubbed the proud President the wrong way because she lifted her breasts in her hands and forced his face into the cleavage.

“Hurry up and suck them.”

Not only were her milk-leaking breasts the size of melons, but they had a nicely balanced shape too. They felt so soft and squishy against his face, so he felt an overpowering urge to latch his lips onto those nipples again.

“Please, Hiroyuki-san, I need it.”

Miyako’s even larger ones were also a sight to behold. The skin was as smooth as a jewel and they were soft as marshmallows. Having those things around his face inspired sexual arousal but also filled him with an indescribable sense of peace.

“Gh…nhh.”

The two pairs of attractive tits left his rational mind in tatters, so he sucked at those hard nipples without a second thought. He focused entirely on sucking every nipple offered to him.

“Nh, nh…y-yes, keep at it just like that.”

“Hee hee. That kind of tickles.”

He sucked one girl’s nipples and then the other’s while enjoying the feel of the school’s largest breasts in his hands and drinking down all the milk that flowed out.

As he sucked at Miyako’s, they grew tenser, the areolae swelled out, and the sweet liquid seeped from the nipple.

“Ahh…I-I really am producing milk. Ahh!”

She had already seen it happening with the other girl, but she could not hide her surprise when it happened to her as well. That ever-smiling girl widened her eyes.

“How does that feel?”
He looked up at her while sucking at her nipple.

“Nh, nh…I am feeling a little better now.”

Being milked really must have felt good because she was making a conscious effort to keep the pleasure out of her voice. While Touka had acted tough, this third year lowered her head in embarrassment and watched as he sucked at her breasts.

“I still need relief too, so do your job and suck out my milk!”

His heart leapt at the older girl’s cute response, but then Touka pressed her tits against him from the side. She lifted up those heavy mounds that were too big to fully fit in her hands and she tried to shove the tips into his lips.

“Mgh…o-okay, okay.”

Refusing her was not an option, so he slid his mouth to the side and sucked at the pink tips. Milk immediately erupted into his mouth, bringing a sweet flavor with it.

(Miyako-san’s has a stronger or thicker flavor.)

Milk flavor apparently differed from person to person, so he compared the flavors coming from these two girls.

“Kyah…nh, ahh…y-yes, just keep sucking mine.”

The demanding girl’s body shook as soon as his tongue tip ran along her erect nipple.

“Hiroyuki-san, I need it too. Now that it’s started, you need to finish the job.”

Touka was hogging the boy, so Miyako pressed her breasts together and lifted them up to draw the boy’s attention.

“W-wait just a second. I’ll be back to you soon enough.”
With both girls pressing him for attention, he took turns sucking at their boobs and drank their milk, but neither one seemed satisfied.

“C’mon, keep drinking.”

“Please do mine too.”

They finally managed to shove a nipple each into his mouth. The amount of milk doubled and he had to quickly gulp it down as more and more sweetness filled his mouth. However, it still managed to spill from the corners of his mouth and dripped down his chin.

(W-wow. Their milk just keeps coming.)

He sucked at their nipples while using his hands to massage the other breasts.

The two older girls were both trying to get him to drink as much of their milk as possible. Their kindness and warmth filled him with happiness.

“Ahh…my boobs are throbbing like crazy.”

“Hee hee. You look like a baby, Hiroyuki-san. It’s cute.”

Neither of them had believed the love potion would really make them lactate, but once they got over the initial shock, neither one seemed all that bothered by it.

Their reactions were different, but they both had flushed cheeks and they both seemed to be enjoying the pleasure of the milking. A strange new atmosphere filled the Student Council Room and their breathing grew heavy and heated.

“Ahh, i-it’s coming out. More is coming out.”

“My chest f-feels so good. The milk won’t stop.”

He squeezed their breasts tight and milk erupted from the nipples.

The white milk flew in a perfect parabolic arc to the floor. The nipples in his mouth also kept sending milk flowing down his throat. He was still not sure what to make of the situation as he swallowed it all, but they had looks of obvious pleasure on their faces.

“Pwah…th-that was a lot of milk.”

“Wait, why are you stopping? Keep sucking!”

“I would like you to continue too.”

They refused to give him a break, but then…

“Wh-what the hell are you doing!?”
A yell echoed through the room and they all turned toward the door.

“N-Natsuki-senpai!? Um, well, the thing is…”

The redhead girl ignored the boy and stomped toward Touka with her trademark ponytail waving behind her.

“What is going on here!? What are you making poor Hiroyuki do!?”

Her face was redder than her hair and her eyebrows were angled upwards. She put her hands on her hips and glared sharply at the blonde girl.

“I am having him do his job as the new Student Council Milker. It is his duty to milk any Student Council member who asks for it.”

“Milker?”
Hiroyuki had panicked at his childhood friend’s unexpected entrance, but Touka looked entirely unfazed as she crossed her arms to hide her breasts and confronted Natsuki head on.

“That’s right. I need someone to milk me periodically thanks to the love potion’s side effect and he was already my assistant. Seems perfectly logical to me.”

“The love potion’s side effect? What kind of lame excuse is-”

His childhood friend trailed off when she saw the white liquid dripping from Touka and Miyako’s nipples and the milk around the boy’s mouth. She was obviously working her mind to try to make sense of this situation.

“Wait, but only Miyako-san took that potion! Why the hell would you take it too!?”

“Th-that is neither here nor there! What matters is that I did take it.”

That was a question that even Hiroyuki had yet to find an answer to.

“I do apologize if this came as a shock.” Miyako had fixed her uniform while the other girls argued and now she bowed toward Natsuki. “But it was getting hard to bear, so we had Hiroyuki-san assist us.”

The upperclassman’s polite explanation helped calm Natsuki some. Which meant her anger turned toward the boy.

“You sure looked happy touching their boobs, Hiroyuki!”

“H-happy? It isn’t like that.”

“A likely story! Either way, you can explain yourself after we leave!”

She grabbed his hand and tugged on it, but he could not just leave the two girls who were stuck in this situation because of his cousin’s concoction.

“But the two of them say they’re still suffering.”

“You want to play with their boobs that badly!? I’ve had enough of you!”

His refusal must have come as a shock because she shouted back at him and ran from the room.

“N-Natsuki-senpai! Wait!”

He started to chase after her, but someone grabbed his arm from behind. Two someones grabbed an arm each.

“Let her go. You have not finished your Student Council duties yet. So get back to it.”

“Please, Hiroyuki-san.”

The two of them thrust their tits out toward him again and his eyes wandered between them and the door Natsuki had left through.

(Wh-what am I supposed to do?)
He was momentarily conflicted, but he simply could not break free of the two girls who were suffering because of his cousin’s potion.

He felt somewhat reluctant, but he still buried his face in that mountain range of enormous mounds.

“Hyah! Y-yes, suck me more.”

“Ahh, that feels wonderful, Hiroyuki-san!”

Sweet milk filled his mouth and warm breasts surrounded his face.