Virus IV

Note: This is a story-prompt for Kush Destroyer.

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Tristan knew he was getting lazier. It wasn’t like he had much to do being quarantined in the small apartment. He soon found himself spending a lot of his time parked on the couch right beside Rob. They would eat, watch movies, or play video games when they weren’t feeling too lethargic. Tristan also found himself consuming his own milk with relative frequency. And his growth seemed to be truly surging in consequence. Every time he took inventory of himself, he could see that he had gotten larger. The weight was continuing to pile on, his whole body covered in a thick, squishy coating. His backside was getting enormous, and his breasts were just surging. They had to be the size of honeydews by then, bulging out on his chest, nipples the size of golf balls. His shirt was strained taut on him, barely fitting, barely covering even his nipples. Sometimes it was a struggle just not to touch his own body, as it was littered with sensation at unpredictable times. Tingling, numbness, aches, and heat. Often he tried not to acknowledge the most unnatural of his changes, that being the…the udder thing.

It had only grown larger over the past several days. It was now a round, rubbery ball bulging out from his pubic region. Like his breasts, it was filled with a heated, bloated sensation. The nubs had grown out by inches, protruding like little fingers. Often they stung, tingled, or ached, much the way his nipples did. Sometimes he just leaned back and tried to breathe through it, trying to fight the urge to explore it.

Avoidance proved useless. “Mgghhhh…” Tristan groaned as both of his nipples arbitrarily squirted.

Rob threw him a grin. “Nice,” he said. Everything was like a game to him. He was just so blasé. It could be infuriating. But Tristan couldn’t worry about that right now. He took in a gasp of breath.

Rob had unabashedly plucked his own udder completely out from the waistband of the sweats he was wearing. Between watching the movie and throwing grins at Tristan, he was idly massaging it, fingering the rubbery pink flesh and stroking the nubs with idle fingers. He squeezed one of his teats, causing it to squirt a thin stream of milk. He grunted slightly, but continued to smile, as he absently milked it as though he’d done it before. He pointed the teat towards his own face, giving it a small tug while trying to catch the squirt of milk in his mouth, but instead it splashed against the underside of his huge, quaking jugs.

Tristan just threw his head back, his face pouring sweat. His nipples were now gushing heavily all down his torso, and his udder was positively prickling. He groaned as the mound tensed up.

“You know Tristan, I can help you out,” Rob offered. “If you want.” His eyes trailed up and down Tristan’s body as he licked his lips.

Tristan’s body was aching. He threw Rob a weary glance. “Okay,” he managed before even thinking, then found himself shocked by what he had agreed to. He told himself to retract the invitation, but then found himself frozen, his heart pounding as Rob’s grin widened.

Rob came closer. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to taste this,” he said, as he reached down to cup Tristan’s breasts, causing Tristan to shiver. Finally, Rob leaned in, closing his lips around one of Tristan’s swollen pink nipples. He took a strong suck that left Tristan groaning out. It felt incredible. Tristan arched, shoving his tit harder into Rob’s mouth as he gasped for breath.

Rob drained him. It took an hour, but Rob hardly seemed to mind. He suckled one breast, and then the other, causing Tristan to melt in pleasure and relief, his body feeling tempered for the first time in a while.

Just when Tristan was about to doze, Rob crawled down. Tristan squirmed sleepily as his waistband was tugged down, allowing his utter to pop entirely free. He gasped and started the felt something take hold of one of his teats.

Rob’s mouth.

“Nghhhhh!” Tristan groaned as Rob took a long suck.

Things were turning out…unexpectedly.