The Laptop - Ch.38 - Taste Test (Patreon)

** content warning: lactation / milking. there's no plot in this chapter, feel free to skip it if you're not into it **

"Gwyneth has an idea for how we can get fresh cream whenever we want," Chelsea announced with a smirk, while her ears stood up straight and her tail swished back and forth in excitement.

I forced myself to keep a straight face as I asked, "Is that so? What's the plan, Gwen?"

My best friend was blushing again as she gave me a look. I already knew what she was thinking, and she knew I knew it. I was still determined to make her say it though.

"Isn't it obvious?" the tall hot elf finally asked. "I mean, we're all girls. And we all know where milk comes from."

"The dairy aisle at the grocery store?" I asked, although I couldn't do it with a straight face. A giggle or two managed to slip out before I regained my composure. Then I added, "So does that mean you're volunteering? It's your idea after all."

Gwen's cheeks grew even brighter as she shrugged, "I mean... It could be any of us. Or we could take turns. Or something."

"That sounds fair," the little catgirl responded with a naughty grin.

I shook my head, "No offence Chels, but I don't think I want to know what cat milk tastes like."

She pouted for a moment, before flashing me another naughty smile. "Your loss. That just leaves you and Gwen though."

"So Gwen it is," I said as I looked at my best friend again.

By that point she seemed equal parts embarrassed and excited. In fact I was pretty sure she'd been hoping for that outcome all along, she just didn't want to act too eager about it.

"I guess," Gwen mumbled while her cheeks continued to burn. "So um, I assume you can do that with the laptop?"

"Yeah I'm sure there's a way," I replied as I turned my attention back to the little computer.

It only took a few seconds to call up Gwyneth's character sheet in the editor, then I had to poke around a bit to figure out the best way to achieve the desired result.

Once I found it I looked to my girlfriend again and asked, "So how do you want to do this? Slow and gradual? Or do you want instant results? Any preferences on volume, or flow rate? As usual this thing has seemingly endless options, so if you have any other ideas I'm pretty confident we can make it happen."

"Or we don't have to do this at all," I added, when I noticed the awkward embarrassed look on Gwen's face. "If you're not comfortable then please don't feel pressured, ok? I'm sure we'll all survive just fine without our double-doubles or lattes for a while."

"It's ok Lisa," she mumbled as she moved closer so she could look over my shoulder at the computer screen. She took a deep breath before nodding, "Let's just go for it."

The blushing elf went on to describe exactly what she wanted, in very graphic detail. In fact she was so specific about a few things I was positive she'd already put a lot of thought into the idea, probably since the topic first came up when we arrived on Daearen. Then again, I knew it was possible she'd been thinking about that sort of thing since long before we ever came here.

I entered all her desired modifications as she gave them to me, while she watched the screen over my shoulder. At the same time I noticed Chelsea watching out of the corner of my eye. She'd backed off to give us some privacy, but it was pretty obvious the little catgirl was eager to sample the goods as soon as everything was ready.

When Gwen was happy with all the modifications I exited her character sheet then saved the file, and the blue status LED came on for about a second. The changes we'd made weren't enough for her to go through the whole pixellation thing though, and she almost seemed disappointed when the LED went dark so quickly.

"That's it?" she frowned. "I thought there'd be- Oh!"

Her eyes went wide as she cut herself off. Then she squirmed her shoulders as she grimaced, "Ok now I feel it. It's um, a little weird."

"Weird how?" Chelsea asked, while her ears perked up and her tail swished back and forth. "You don't look any different, so what's happening?"

Gwen continued to grimace as she reached up and cupped her boobs through her clothes, "For one thing this top feels like it's getting tighter. I think I'm going to have to loosen it up a bit. Or I might even need to switch to a blouse or something."

"I can feel it happening. Like they're getting heavier," she added as she started undoing the lace that secured her black leather bustier. "It's so weird!"

Both Chelsea and I watched as our girlfriend removed her top, leaving her naked from the waist up. Her boobs didn't look that much bigger to me, it was more like they'd become kind of swollen. Then Gwen leaned over to get a different top out of her pack, and that's when I noticed the way her chest moved actually did make them look heavier than normal.

Chels was watching very closely too. And from her hungry eyes and the way she was licking her lips I could tell the little catgirl was eager for a taste.

Sure enough she spoke up a moment later, "Maybe don't worry about covering up just yet, Gwen? I think I read somewhere in health studies that it might help with any discomfort if we massage them a bit. To try and loosen things up, I mean? That'd also give us a chance to make sure everything's working just the way you wanted."

Our blushy elf girlfriend was holding a blouse she'd pulled out of her pack, but she hesitated instead of putting it on right away. Her cheeks got a little brighter as she turned and looked at Chelsea, and it was pretty obvious they were both into the idea.

So I chimed in, "I don't know why Chels is being so coy about it. Like she said earlier, kitty wants some cream. And it's not like we have any other plans for the rest of the day, right?"

Apparently that's all it took to get both my girlfriends over their initial awkwardness. The pair of them ended up on their knees facing each other, and thanks to the height difference between them it worked out almost perfectly.

Chels reached up and started gently massaging Gwen's chest, beginning with the left side then moving on to the right. It didn't take long for the elf to start moaning softly, and it was only a half minute after that when the first droplets of milk started to bead on her beautiful pink nipples.

Then the thirsty catgirl leaned forward and gave both nipples a lick, which sent a shudder down the elf girl's spine. Chelsea's lips wrapped around the left nipple and she started sucking, while her hands continued gently squeezing and massaging both of them. Gwen moaned again, and a second or two later her happy noises were joined by the sound of purring.

After another minute or so Chelsea slowly pulled back, until Gwen's puffy wet nipple sprang free from her lips with a little 'pop' sound.

"Oh my gosh Gwen you taste so good!" Chels purred happily. "Elf milk is the best milk!"

That got the elf girl blushing brightly again, but she also looked pretty pleased with herself. Then the catgirl latched onto Gwen's other nipple and started sucking again, while the elf just let out a happy sigh as her eyes half-closed. From the blissful looks on both their faces I couldn't help wondering if maybe one or the other or even both of them were going to end up with a new kink on their character sheet before long. Nobody had 'lactation' or 'milking' last time I looked, but I wouldn't be surprised if that changed soon.

"Oh wow," Gwen commented quietly, which got my attention again.

"I know right?" Chels agreed. "Now I don't know what's hotter. Doing it this way, or just latching on and drinking straight from the source."

They were both still on their knees, but they'd both changed position slightly. Now Gwyneth was leaning forward with her shoulders slightly hunched and her hands resting on her spread thighs, so her boobs were kind of hanging down in front of the little catgirl. Meanwhile Chels was holding a cup in position with one hand while she used the other to gently squeeze and tug at the elf girl's big pink nipple, producing squirt after squirt of thick white cream.

When the glass was half full Chels swapped sides, and quickly topped up the cup with Gwyneth's milk. Then she held it out for the elf girl and grinned, "Go on, try it! It tastes amazing!"

I watched quietly as Gwen slowly accepted the full glass. The contents looked thick and frothy, more like a milkshake than the sort of milk I was familiar with. Then again the only kind I'd ever had was the stuff that came out of a carton in the fridge. All I knew about fresh-squeezed elf-milk was the data my friend had me put in her character sheet. And the fact that it'd be warm, rather than chilled.

Gwen took a tentative sip from the cup, followed by a more enthusiastic gulp. Then she seemed to realize what she was doing, and her eyes widened as she lowered the glass. Finally she grimaced and mumbled, "It really does taste good, but I can't help thinking it's also kind of weird?"

"Not so weird that you won't finish the glass though, right?" Chelsea asked, while her ears stood up and her tail swished back and forth behind her. Then she seemed to second-guess herself, "Or maybe we should save the rest for Lisa? Or do you figure you'll be able to fill another glass ok?"

My best friend glanced over at me and our eyes met, then her cheeks got even brighter when she realized I was watching. I smiled at her but decided to stay quiet and let her answer Chelsea's question herself. After all, those sorts of details were all her idea.

After another second or two Gwyneth raised the cup back up to her lips and gulped the rest of it down. Then the blushing elf lowered the empty glass and mumbled, "We won't have to worry about running out of milk. Ever. I can uh, produce it just as quickly as it's drained. And um, that's all it takes to stimulate more production? Being milked, I mean. So I'll never run dry."

"Seriously?" Chels asked with a naughty grin, while her tail flicked back and forth. "So if we hooked you up to a milking machine we'd have an unlimited supply?"

My best friend cringed slightly, and her blush grew to cover her whole face. On the other hand she was smiling again, and that left me thinking she wasn't exactly opposed to the idea.

Still, before either of them got too excited I decided to speak up and point out the obvious flaw. "Gwen isn't magically creating milk out of thin air. I'm pretty sure she's going to have to eat and drink more, to make up for whatever her body uses to produce all the milk."

I expected Chelsea to agree with me, after all she was the health sciences major. I figured that meant she'd know more about that sort of thing than either Gwyneth or me.

Instead Chels surprised me by demanding, "Well why not?! We're in a magic world after all, so why not use magic to bypass the biological side of things?"

"Maybe you could load that into my choker?" Gwen suggested. "You already set it up as if it were 'cursed' so it won't come off, right? So why not take advantage of that?"

The catgirl's ears perked up and her tail twitched in excitement as she grinned, "Oh yeah! That's a great idea!"

"Oh!" she added as she gave me a hopeful smile, "Does that mean you can put a fun sexy curse in my collar too?"

I wasn't even surprised anymore by Chelsea's one-track mind. I still face-palmed though, before reaching for the laptop yet again. I double-checked with Gwen to make sure that's what she really wanted, then spent a few minutes reversing those changes we'd just made to her character sheet. And once that was done I opened up the inventory editor instead. It took me another minute or two to recreate those same effects, in the form of a 'magic curse' woven into her black metal chain choker.

"There," I stated once I'd finished. "Now you'll truly never run out of milk, since it's being produced magically."

Both of my girlfriends grinned, then the catgirl's tail twitched. She reached for the empty glass and suggested, "We should probably make sure the magic production method hasn't affected the taste."

"Good idea," the elf girl agreed.

I rolled my eyes but kept watching as the two of them got started filling the glass again. Gwen helped this time, and before long she was doing most of the work while Chels just held the cup in position.

As soon as the glass was full the little catgirl gulped it all down, then with a wide smile and a loud purr she announced "Purrfect!"

"My turn," Gwen said, and the two of them filled the cup a third time. After gulping it all down she smiled, "Yeah. It passes the taste test."

"That just leaves Lisa," Chelsea added with a wide grin. "She hasn't had any yet."

So they refilled the glass one more time, then Chels held it out for me. "Here you go! You have to try it, it's great!"

I hesitated briefly, before accepting the full cup. I had to call on my renewed confidence though, to keep myself from over-thinking what it was and where it came from. Then I gave the creamy white beverage an experimental sniff, followed by a tentative sip.

It was thicker than any milk I'd had before, making it a lot more like heavy cream. It tasted a bit sweeter too. After another slight pause I ended up draining the glass, while both Gwen and Chels watched with expectant smiles on their faces.

"It's interesting," I finally responded. "It'll be really good in our coffee, but warm cream isn't going to become a 'go-to drink' for me. Sorry Gwen."

My elf girlfriend shrugged, "That's ok Lisa. I know it's not for everyone."

Chelsea slipped an arm around Gwen's waist and grinned, "That just means more for us!"