Dairying Duty


It was a seemingly normal day in the MommyVerse. Everyone was just living their day as usual, including the Absolute Sun Queen, Mama Blaze. Except today was a special day for her. It was in fact Milking Day, a celebration she decided to create where she’d milk herself and give her own breast milk to the population for free. She had set up this huge milking machine where she’d get restrained by mechanical tentacles, which groped her body and fucked her pussy, ass and even urethra in order to get her to lactate faster, and hooked to two massive breast pumps while her most royal servants, mainly Rouge and her two valets Knuckles and Shadow, helped her out by groping and stimulating her gigantic mammaries with their hands and cocks. It was a hard job but they surely didn’t complain since they got to enjoy Mama Baze’s huge mommy milkers without getting smothered or crushed by them. Blaze was already hooked on the machine, moaning softly as Rouge shoved herself in the middle of her tits to massage the inside of her cleavage while Knuckles and Shadow handled a tit each, harshly groping and kneading it while their cocks thrusted inside her crazy soft boobflesh. They had to be tied with harnesses to make sure they didn’t sink into her breasts due to their insane softness, which she altered by tampering a bit with a secret setting of the size-copying machine
that spawned her rise as Mama Blaze. She wanted her tits to be so soft that people would be literally captured by them, and it did not disappoint her, her spouse Silver nor the Minor Queens and Grand Princesses. Her new body was perfect… if not for one crucial detail she omitted to let everyone know out of how embarrassed she felt for it. As big as they were, her tits didn’t produce nearly enough milk to satisfy her population. It was something that not even Tailsko herself, with all her knowledge, could really figure out and this left Blaze in extreme shame. She made this celebration so that everyone could enjoy the fruits of her acclaimed tits, which were even emblazoned on the royal flag, but to be unable to do so was unacceptable. She tried everything she knew, even some internet rumors, but ultimately it would end by her milk having to be mixed with her wives and slaves’ milk, which still turned out good and satisfied everyone else, but she wasn’t. She wanted to unlock the secrets of lactation and wouldn’t have stopped until she discovered them.


Today’s milking session didn’t seem to differ much from the others: the machine had been expertly checked multiple times before its usage and had been calibrated to make the queen feel as good as needed to make her lactate, but her boobs didn’t seem to be making as much as required. As it reached the end, Blaze went into a frustrated orgasm, yowling in bliss as her juices and cum spurted out of her holes and the final trickles of milk had been gathered by the pumps into the tanks of the machine. Panting and moaning, she was lowered and freed from the restraints (she didn’t really needed them but she said that it felt better if she was fucked by tentacles, since she was still a bit of a freak) by her slaves, who helped her stand up and wore the containment lingerie and her royal garments. Blaze huffed and immediately went to check how much milk she made.
“...Not even enough to fill half of the tanks… DAMMIT!” she shouted in frustration and shame, her luscious lavender hair became a violent fire crackling atop her head.
“M-Madame, please… Cool down, or the royal anti-fire system will go off… again.” said Rouge, who before having been enslaved by blaze wouldn’t have even dared to speak to her in such a respectful manner.
“Ngh… Even this year, the population will not get their pure milk… I’m a failure…” Blaze sobbed, actually pretty distraught that she wasn’t able to fill up the tanks with milk as she fancied to do.
“That’s not true, Mama Blaze…” said Knuckles, trying to cheer her up.
“These people… We… would be lost without your guidance and brilliance.” he said, trying to sound all positive like Sonic. It didn’t have the same effect though as Blaze just sighed longingly and wiped her eyes.
“This celebration is important to me and the others. I can’t offer to these subjects, who love and cheer for me, a product that is not pure…” she groaned, looking out the window to see the village built inside the castle grounds, seeing all the people doing their job and enjoying life.
“...I can’t do this again. I HAVE to find a way to increase my milk production!” she gritted her teeth and slammed her fist on the wall in determination.
“B-But how? We’d need to find an expert in these things. Someone who has been dealing with milk and lactation her entire life. Where could we find such a person in the realm?” Rouge stuttered.


“...Maybe we don’t need to search here, Your Mommyness.” said Shadow, moving forward.
“Shadow? You have an idea?” asked Blaze, turning to see the Ultimate FuckForm, which was Shadow’s new royal title, move forward.
“Back on Mobius Alpha, I met this woman. A cow named Grenda. Up until the point I met you, I’ve never seen a woman with such huge boobs and such raw milk power as her.” he said, his arms behind his back.
“She lactates a lot?” asked Blaze, the spark of hope rekindling in her eyes.
“Nonstop, Your Titness. There are times where she can’t stop lactating for an entire month, if she doesn’t treat it immediately. Her milk production is the fastest I’ve ever had the pleasure to witness.” as Shadow spoke, Blaze’s eyes widened to the size of dinner plates at the prospect.
“Where does this miracle cow live?! I need to see her, pronto!” said Blaze, grabbing Shadow’s shoulders and shaking him.
(Lucky bastard…) grunted Knuckles in his mind, jealous that Shadow was hogging her attention.
“She lives in our homeworld of Mobius Alpha, in a small village in the north. She settled there and opened an infirmary where she always gets visitors, since her milk can also cure almost any wound or illness known to Mobian.” Shadow explained, grinning smugly in his head for being touched by her while, on the outside, he kept his usual deadpan face.
“Write down her location! Prepare my backpack! I’m going on a mission to find this miracle woman and find out her milky secrets! Thank you, Shadow!” she coed, rewarding Shadow with the highest honor in the MommyVerse: being hugged by the Sun Queen’s tits and receiving a kiss on his lips. Rouge and Knuckles gasped and blushed as she smooched Shadow deeply and passionately, so giddy about having a chance at fixing her problem. Shadow was a mess too, blushing madly as his mind spun for being kissed by her holy lips. She slurped on his tongue perhaps a bit too much and pulled out, running off to her quarters to prepare herself, while almost forgetting that she left Shadow inside her tits. She pulled him out before sealing herself in her room and gave him a pat on his head before closing the door.
“...Worth. It.” he cooed, enamored as he left with an idiotic smile on his face and walking as if he was drunk. He recovered enough to write down a map of where she was and had it delivered to Blaze as she wore her usual purple garments and left with a massive backpack, off to find Grenda. As she left, entrusting everything to Silver until her return, Knuckles and Rouge wrestled to smooch Shadow and feel Blaze’s taste on his lips before it washed out.


The Warp Ring closed after Blaze as she found herself in a quaint little Swiss-like village on top of a hill. The houses were made of wood and tinted of white with red sloping roofs, decorated with flowers of every shape and color. She took a deep inhale of the fresh, crisp mountain air and exhaled in relaxation. She reminded herself to take the Royal Family and her three subjects on a mountain hike someday as she walked towards a little tavern, where she ordered a glass of milk and direction for the infirmary. As she did, she sipped on the milk and was dumbstruck at how incredibly delicious it felt. It was rich, warm and thick, just the way she loved it. She found herself chugging it down very unlady-like, groaning as she catched her breath. She just couldn’t help it, she HAD to drink that whole ass tankard of milk in one gulp for how good it tasted. 
“Good, eh?” asked the barista, a buff black bull with a funny-looking emerald green apron and tiny hat nestled between his horns.
“Good? Good is diminishing!” purred Blaze, licking her milk-stained lips.
“That’s my cousin Grenda’s milk. She lets me have some when her milking time comes.” he said smiling softly, She shivered, moments away from crying in joy as she held the tankard: THAT was Grenda’s milk?! Not only was the singular most delicious milk she had ever had the luck, nay, the HONOR of tasting, it somehow managed to make her think back about the time when she was little and was being breastfed by her mother. She caressed her lips as tears ran down her eyes and she abandoned herself to loud sobs.
“Yeah, don’t worry, miss. It happens to everyone who has their first taste. If you’re looking for my cousin, she lives in the chalet on the farthest side of the hill. If you’re lucky, you may find her handing out bottles of her milk… That’s what I’d say if she wasn’t always pushing out milk from her jugs. I guess it’s in her genes or something.” said the bull, shrugging.
“Th-Thanks…” she sniffed and wiped her tears, inhaling before paying the kind barista and leaving, off to find Grenda. She HAD to talk to her, now more than when she left. That milk was almost a transcendental experience and she was determined to find out for herself. After a couple of hours walking, revitalized by the crisp mountain air and by the energetic milk she drank, Blaze managed to find Grenda’s chalet. It turned out to be almost as big as her own castle, making Blaze actually gulp as she felt, even for a split second, a huge sense of inferiority just by seeing the wooden and stone-made villa, giving way to the purest-looking river she had ever seen which calmly crossed a huge forest below the hill. Baze took a deep breath, walked towards the door and vigorously knocked, getting all straight up and ready to meet the miracle woman.
“Uuh, eine moment, danke…” said a voice with a thick accent and, as Blaze waited patiently, she heard cluttering sounds coming from inside. She gently tilted her head and raised a brow as she heard all that ruckus, but nevertheless remained where she was, politely waiting for the landlady to come open her.


Finally, the door opened and… Blaze felt hit right in the humbling bone as Grenda the Cow showed up. Grenda was huge, both in terms of Mobian height since she dwarfed Blaze by a lot and in terms of her curves because, well, even without the containing lingerie, Blaze could only dream of reaching such a level of curvy perfection. Grenda just pulled off being hyper curved, it just worked for her physique.
“Uh, Guten Morgen? Wasn’t someone here?” asked Grenda, looking around, confused. Blaze gulped, this was just like Vanilla all over again. She couldn’t help but stare at those wonderful mounds of fat and fur wobbling right in front of her, Grenda’s top barely able to contain her might.
“Uh… D-Down here…” Blaze found the strength to peep, making Grenda groan as she pushed down her tits and finally was able to see her.
“Oh, there you are! Sorry, fraulein…” said the cow, smiling embarrassedly.
“Wait… I have seen you before…” she then said, tapping on her finger to the cowbell on her neck, making it ring a bit.
“Uh, I’m Blaze the Cat. I was recommended here by Shadow the Hedgehog.” she said, finding enough calm in front of the imposing beauty of Grenda.
“Ah, herr Shadow! Then you must be Mama Blaze! The queen of the Mommyverse, ja?” she asked, smiling. That smile alone was purer than snow and almost made Blaze melt, Chaos only knew how she could keep her cool.
“Y-yes, that’s me… Uh, I came here to seek your help with a… personal matter.” said Bae, trying so desperately to look at any part of her that couldn’t make her blush, but it was downright impossible. She exuded sexual purity from every pore, like if she was the real mommy and Blaze a mere placeholder.
"Uuh. Nothing too extreme, I hope.” said Grenda.
“Shouldn’t take long. May I come in?” asked Blaze, gulping.
“Sure.” said the cow, making way for Blaze to come in and closing the door behind her. The inside was as nice as the outside. The living room alone was huge and all made in wood and stone yet it had all the commodities: a crackling chimney, a sofa and two armchairs in front of a huge tv and a nice small table. On the wall she had paintings of flowery fields, her medical degree put behind glass and several windows giving way to the valley they were in.
“Make yourself comfortable, Your Majesty.” said Grenda. Baze nodded and sat on one of the armchairs, which were bigger than her considering the sheer size of the owner of this place. Grenda easily lifted the other armchair, showing off how strong she was, and placed it gently in front of Blaze, sitting on the chair so they could talk.
“So, what can this humble medic help you with?” asked Grenda, pacing her elbows on her lap and intertwining her fingers.
“W-Well… I have heard… stories about your miracle milk and… I was wondering if I could try it? I have tasted it before, but…” Blaze said, rubbing the back of her head.
“It’s best consumed directly from the source, I understand that.” Grenda replied, getting up and, under Blaze’s eyes, removed her top, allowing the massive might of her mommy milkers to come out. 


Blaze was like entranced: they looked huge but now, free of any clothing, they looked absolutely massive! Even someone as strong as Grenda should’ve had some back problems, yet she seemed to be able to carry those monsters around with little to no issue.
“B-B…” she stuttered, those boobs were breathtaking to say the least.
“I know, I know, they’re big. Huff, it’s such a hassle, let me tell you.” Grenda huffed, stretching a bit thus gifting Blaze with a few wobbles of those tits. As they did, Blaze could feel them slosh with milk.
“T-they look… full…” Blaze commented.
“Because they are.” Grenda groaned, heaving them and feeling their weight and the milk inside shift in her grasp.
“They’re full again? God, I just milked myself before opening to you…” she groaned, making Blaze’s heart skip a beat: she finished before answering the door and now her tits were full again? That was just her dream!
“Uh, may I… help out? You know, being a cat and all, I do love my milk…” said Blaze, giggling nervously and embarrassedly. She had never felt so genuinely intimidated by another woman before.
“Please, do… Anything to feel a bit lighter for a while…” Grenda whimpered. Blaze did not waste any time, jumping on her lap and immediately groping those luscious pairs of boobs and, not gonna lie, the moment she touched them Grenda mooed in bliss and began lactating. Blaze’s eyes shimmered in seeing those two little white fountains coming out of her nipples and, while massaging and fondling her, she immediately latched onto one of Grenda’s nipples and began to gently suck, purring as she tasted that delicious nectar once more. She leaned forward on Grenda, sucking and massaging her tit while the cow kept mooing between her teeth in pure naive pleasure. She had no idea how sexy she was and treated her condition as a hassle, but for Blaze? She was one of the most sexy females she had ever seen, the first one being Silver but the hedgehog from the future had a special place in the cat's heart. Grenda, however, easily topped the two Minor Queens and the Princesses in terms of her beauty. Blaze kept sucking and drinking her sweet warm milk, purring louder with every gulp she took and not feeling threatened at all by the fact that the milk was beginning to flow out at an even faster rate, each suck beginning to fill the cat’s cheeks more and more. Yet Blaze kept drinking and drinking, her thirst for Grenda’s milk didn’t seem to die down. 
“Ahn… Ahn… Ahn… M-Mmmmmm… Ah, f-fraulein…” Grenda moaned as Blaze switched nipples, sucking the other while her greedy hands continued to knead her soft boobs, luckily Grenda had placed buckets around the armchair so that no drop was wasted. She loved how into her milk Blaze was, many others had tried to quell the fire in her loins she’d get while breastfeeding and Shadow came extremely close to actually making her feel lighter for more than a few minutes. Her thoughts were interrupted as Blaze took both nipples in her mouth and leaned back, making Grenda fall on top of Blaze amidst the buckets of milk. Like this, grenda also smothered Blaze with her tits as she continued to squeeze and suck her breasts, moaning and purring as the fire in her loins burned brighter.
“MMGGHH… OOHH… AH, TH-THIS… MMMGGGHHH… G-GOOD KITTY…” Grenda mooed in bliss and pressed her tits down harder on Blaze, makign her moan as those fat boobs squished her and she absolutely loved their weight and warmth. Milk flowed down her throat at an incredibly fast pace, yet she continued to drink it, groping and squeezing Grenda’s tits as she mooed and moaned. Finally, gritting her teeth and drooling, Grenda arched her back and came, this pushed out a huge squirt of milk from her tits, making Blaze widen her eyes as the stream was strong enough to push her away from her nipples and douse her in warm milk. Grenda panted and gasped, seeing Blaze coughing slightly as it went up her nose a bit, so the cow quickly dressed herself and helped Blaze up, cleaning her up the best she could while showering her with apologies.


“Whoof… I… I almost drowned in milk… Must be the dream of every cat…” Blaze commented once she was dry and out of the milk trance.
“I am so VERY sorry!” Grenda whined, bowing to her in shame.
“I have no control over my lactation and it almost drowned you!” she whimpered and sniffed, actually tearing up a bit because she thought she hurted Blaze. However, she looked all but hurt or mad, smiling as she petted Grenda’s head.
“Don’t worry, I couldn’t possibly be mad at you. For, you see, you are the key to perfecting my own physique.” said Blaze, pulling out the size-copying machine.
“H-Huh?” asked Grenda as Blaze pulled down her top and wired her nipples to the machine, then Blaze pulled down her own dress and bra, revealing her true tits and wired them to the machine.
“See, I’ve always copied breast sizes, but that never made me capable of making as much milk as I wanted to… Until now.” Blaze said, smirking as she calibred the machine.
“W-Why would you want to? It’s so stressful sometimes… I-I don’t think it’s worth it…” Grenda mooed as she watched blaze tamper with the machine.
“I have to, for my people. They need their Sun Queen to make gallons after gallons of milk for them to enjoy. I promised them, and I always keep my promises, no matter what.” Blaze said, undying in her convictions as she activated the machine.
“G-gh, it… I-It tickles…” Grenda snickered as the machine copied the data of her tits and transplanted them into Blaze, causing her tits to surge even more than normal, now reaching Grenda’s own bust size. She made sure to copy her other curves' datas so that she wouldn’t be unbalanced but another thing concerned her at the moment. She unplugged from the machine and gently squeezed her nipple. As soon as she did, a tiny trickle of milk flowed out, making Blaze tear up in joy. Her plan worked! She made her tits jiggle, bounce and wobble and every motion was accompanied by a slosh as loud as Grenda’s. Blaze hugged her tits in ecstasy as now they were truly perfect, just the way she always fantasized. The milk kept flowing out though, and Blaze began to understand why would Grenda think of it as a hassle. How would she stop the flow if her special lingerie could only reduce her curves?
“See? It’s not as fun as one could think…” Grenda groaned, but noticed Blaze being uncomfortable with the flow, so she got up.
“Here, I’ll help.” said Grenda, beginning to teach Blaze how to handle it. She taught her how to daily check her breasts and milk, how to milk herself when she was alone and, especially in case of emergencies, how to suck her own tits to ease off the weight. Blaze was impatient to try out the latter, heaving her tits and placing her nipples in her mouth, sucking vigorously. She purred as the machine even copied Grenda’s milk’s taste, warmth and thickness, though it probably couldn’t copy its healing powers, but she didn’t really mind, sucking herself and purring as she did.


As time went on, they began to suck off each other’s breasts in a 69 position, licking and sucking their nipples and drinking their own milk, one moaning and the other mooing in bliss as their bodies pleased each other. Blaze buried her face in Grenda’s tit, groping and squeezing it to get more milk out, drinking it while purring happily and wagging her tail. The massive cow mooed in bliss as she too kneaded and sucked her tit, savoring her sweet milk. Their tails wagged, their moans combined while they both savored and worshiped the other’s rack. Milk and sweat flowed on the floor, their eyes grew hearts inside as they were simply enamored with each other’s bust. Their respective flavors flooded the other’s mouth, their hands just couldn’t stop squeezing and kneading the doggy breasts they were buried in up to the elbow and Blaze grew harder as she went on playing with Grenda’s bust and had her own played with. The cow moaned as she felt Blaze’s dick poke at her soft, squishy udder and thrusting in it a bit, making her squirt milk from there too. Blaze grinned and got off of Grenda.
“Let me show you one thing boobs are very good at. Take your breasts and envelop my cock with it.” said the royal lilac cat, smirking and flashing her fangs a bit.
“Oh, a boobjob? I did those before. They told me it’s very good to check if a penis is lively enough.” said Grenda, widening her massive mammaries and wrapping them over Blaze’s massive futa cock. The queen wanted to retort that that wasn’t really a thing and that she had been probably used for a quickie, but she forgot to do so, being struck by an insane amount of pleasure aer cock got kneaded and stroken by Grenda’s massive mommy milkers. She moaned and arched her back, humping Grenda’s cleavage while she massaged her cock. It was rare for Blaze to find someone who could completely envelop her cock with their tits, but Grenda was sure one of them. Blaze couldn’t even see her own tip! She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, humping those glorious globs of fat faster and faster. Grenda moaned too, feeling Blaze’s cock getting harder and hotter within her tits. 
“Y-You’re so big and hot, Your Highness…” Grenda mooed and moaned as she massaged harder per Blaze’s orders.
“B-BLAZE… J-JUST… JUST CALL ME B-BLAZE…” Blaze barely held down her voice as Grenda picked up speed and power with her boobjob. Both moaned and mooed as the boobjob went on until. with a powerful thrust, Blaze came inside Grenda’s tits. Her cum spilled out of the cow’s cleavage like a fountain and landed all over her face and tits, making her pant as she licked some off her lips.
“Hhh, so bitter…” Grenda mooed as she wiped some of it off her cheeks and let go of Blaze’s still hard cock, gasping as it still looked lively despite the massive load she unleashed. Blaze panted and grinned with one eye closed as she saw Grenda’s awe.
“Impressive, huh? Wait to taste this bad boy…” chuckled Blaze as she grabbed Grenda and placed her on all fours.

Grenda was a bit confused but she couldn’t deny how hot her loins felt and how much she needed her pentupness to be relieved and right now Blaze was the only one who could do it. The cat got to Grenda’s shapeful butt and spreaded her legs, showing her wet pussy and licking her lips.
“Oohh, this is BEGGING me to pound it…” Blaze growled sensually as she rubbed her cock’s tip on Grenda’s entrance a few times, making her moo as she could feel its girth and warmth. 
“Gh… Gh… N-Not gonna… P-Put it in…?” mooed the busty cow and Blaze shook her head.
“Not until you beg me…” she grinned teasingly. Grenda bit her lips and muttered “P-Please, fuck me…” as quietly as possible.
“Sorry, what did you say?” asked Blaze, continuing to rub her entrance. Grenda gritted her teeth, she was starting to feel horny but she felt too ashamed to say something like that out loud. She said “P-Please fuck me…” in a slightly higher tone, but still enough to be mistaken for whispering and Blaze just placed a hand near her ear, all the while smirking teasingly. She wanted Grenda to beg her. She wanted to bend the will of this sexy cow lady to her whim, she wanted to imprint her lustful ways into her sweet, pure mind. At this point, Grenda was at her limit. She couldn’t hold on to her lust anymore so she yelled “PLEASE, FUCK ME AS HARD AS YOU CAN!!”, making Blaze actually wince before Grenda covered her mouth, blushing in embarrassment for saying something so vulgar in such a loud voice. But Blaze smirked back and whispered “As you wish…” before she thrusted her whole cock inside Grenda with one thrust. She widened her eyes and mooed loud, her milk squirting out again. She had taken cocks before, but none this big. Blaze’s hands quickly darted on Grenda’s breasts, squeezing and kneading them hard as she humped her fast and hard. Grenda felt Blaze’s cock stretch her insides, remodeling them to match its shape and scorching them with its warmth. Blaze grinned and moaned as she plowed Grenda’s pussy unceremoniously and massaged her breasts too. They fucked for hours, milk got spilled from both parts as not only Grenda and Blaze lactated like crazy, but Blaze actually nutted into Grenda 10 times! By the time she was done, Grenda’s belly was huge! She had also used her twin cock serum to fuck both Grenda’s tits at the same time, thrusting hard in her nipples and cumming four times in there too, gifting her a few more inches in her bust, before finishing with one last, massive twin cock serum-boosted orgasm right in Grenda’s ass, making her belly swell up more as she mooed in absolute bliss. Blaze panted as she pulled out, her cock had finally gone limp and the effects of the serums were done, so she flopped on top of Grenda, burying her face in the cow’s as they both panted and hugged each other.
“Hanf… Hanf… Hanf… M-My… I… I’m so full…” moaned Grenda, hearing her belly slosh with cum.
“Mmmfff… S-Sorry… I think I went a tad overboard…” panted Blaze, nuzzling the cow’s massive jugs.
“P-Pft… Y-You think…?” Grenda joked and petted Blaze’s head, earring her a purr.
“Y-You know… If your boobs give you crap, maybe you could… Come stay in my castle? This way, you’ll have your chest be taken care of anytime you want…” Blaze purred, she felt like she couldn't let go of her now that she found her.
“D-Deal…” Grenda moaned and smiled.

The next Milking Day…
Moans and moos reverberated through the castle along with cheers of joy and continuous slapping sounds. Both Blaze and Grenda had been stuck to the milking machine and were giving so much that the attendants to the milk jugs were changing them up exceedingly fast. Their mouths, pussies and asses were also being plowed by cocks while Blaze’s servants’ greedy hands groped and kneaded their sexy bodies nonstop. Blaze and Grenda’s boobs were now producing more than enough milk to satisfy the entire MommyVerse and she was so happy that she could finally give her subjects what they deserved, now also thanks to Grenda, their new Milking Mistress, who from that day on never had to worry about overflows ever again.


THE END.