Milk Slaves Chapter 11

“You’re gonna kill him!” Mandy screamed as the milk pumped through my small body and filled my belly.

“Probably,” Mindy said, forcing my face deeper into her tit flesh. “But he’s gonna love it. He just LOVES my milk in his belly!”

I tried my hardest to press out of it, but we all knew there was nothing I could do. If I had any kind of strength left in my body, it was keeping my heart and lungs going. I had been weak for a while now, reduced to nothing but a milk consuming fuck toy. My diet was overloaded on calcium, so I was sure my bones could take quite the beating, maybe not anything these two behemoths could dish out, but enough to survive. But there was nothing that could save me from the deluge of milk. Her laughter was terrifying; didn’t she love me? How could someone love someone and also be perfectly fine with killing them.

I let my body go limp. There was no sense in fighting it. My insides were about to fill up with milk, to the point where there was nowhere else to go but out. I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t fight. My arms dropped to my sides, and I resigned myself to the fate that had befallen so many others in this house.

Did I really think I could withstand these women? Mindy was huge, overpowering, merciless. Mindy seemed less so, but even still, they were both so much bigger and stronger than me, there would never be a way that I could stand up to them. Especially not without clothes, weapons, or anything.

And then a weapon struck.

The weapon’s name was Mandy. She attacked Mindy with all her might, tossing me to the floor to watch goliath and goliath clash above me.

“You’re NOT going to kill him!” Mandy said, grappling Mindy. The two strained against each other in what could only be described as the standoff of the century. They pushed and pulled, but neither would budge. It was the immovable object meets the unstoppable force, and which was which was anyone’s guess.

“You bitch!” Mindy said, spitting. “You’ve ALWAYS been jealous of me. You KNOW he loves my milk more!”

“Then how come he told me he loves ME!” Mandy retorted.

“I’ll kill you!” Mindy yelled. With some newfound strength, she pushed back on the whale of a sister in front of her, and slowly walked her into the wall, where their fat bodies pressed into each other and threatened to create a planet.

She raised her fist in the air. With all of her body weight, Mandy wasn’t able to use her hands or she would be crushed. All she could do was look at the fist in horror, until it came crashing down into her face. With a clubbing blow, Mandy was leveled. Her massive frame crashed to the floor with a sickening thud, blood now streaming from her nose. It was the first time either of them had shown an ounce of weakness.

Mindy panted, clearly exhausted. This had definitely been the most riled up either of them had been in a while. The calorie requirements of moving around in a body like hers alone was enough to make me tired just thinking about it. Slowly, she turned back towards me. Her breast was still exposed, and looked like it had a lot more milk to give somehow. She made her way forward.

“Now where was I-”

“Freeze!” came a woman’s voice from behind me.

I turned to see a female, a police officer. She was young and slim, although I had to say, my perception about slim had to be very skewed at this point. But she seemed very small. Either way, she wasn’t nearly the size of these two. She held a gun in her hands, pointing at Mindy. She looked somewhat nervous, as if she was new to the force. It wasn’t the most confident, but I’d take what I could get at this point.

Mindy looked at her with a brazen expression, one I didn’t care for. She was in a murderous move; if this young woman didn’t have her head on straight it could all be over, with or without that gun. They had a stare down for what seemed like an eternity, but could only logically have been a few seconds. I had almost forgotten I was completely nude, and should have been ashamed to be seen in my current predicament, but I was completely fixated on what was happening and didn’t want to lose sight of anything.

“Now hold on officer, I-”

“Get on your knees… NOW!” the officer said. She motioned violently towards Mindy with her gun, as if to say she’d shoot if she had to. Their size difference made the gun a necessity. There was no way in a fight without weapons this dainty girl would EVER come out on top, I didn’t care how much training she had. Mindy was just another world larger. This cop could fit inside of Mindy’s bra.

“Shoot her, Officer!” Mandy exclaimed.

The officer turned the gun on Mandy, making it clear she was not above shooting anyone and everyone. Hopefully that didn’t include me, but I wasn’t posing as any kind of threat so I felt I was safe.

“Shoot her!” Mandy yelled.

“What the FUCK is going on here?” asked the cop.

“That BITCH is trying to kill my boyfriend!” Mandy said, trying to cover her nose to stop the bleeding. She was doing an excellent job trying to sound innocent, and I guess in my case, she was.

The cop pointed her gun back at Mindy, prompting her to respond.

“Listen, she’s lying. He’s MY boyfriend. If anything, SHE’S trying to take him from ME,” she said.

The cop’s gun never stopped pointing at Mindy. She knelt down on one knee and got closer to me. She had one eye on me and the other on the massive woman in front of her. Even with the occasional glance, I could tell she pitied me. It was starting to get embarrassing, but I felt like she may have understood, at least just a little bit.

“Sir, are you okay?” she asked, looking my bruised and naked body up and down, trying to see if anything was broken.

All I could do was shake my head. It was a combination of fear and exhaustion. I was weak, there were no two ways about it. She had found me on what I could only assume was the end of my life. Milk was still oozing out of my mouth, which must have looked very peculiar to her, because for a second, both eyes locked in on me.

And that’s when Mindy attacked.

“Officer no!” Mandy yelled.

The officer was quicker than I thought. With impressive speed, she spun around and gunshots rang out. It all happened so fast, I felt like I was in a dream. Within seconds, Mindy had staggered back, and her white shirt was now soaked in red. By some miracle, it was her own blood she was seeing. Her eyes lit up and rage filled her soul. It wasn’t even pain, I could tell. It was as if she had just been angered and she was literally now seeing red. She wasn’t human, I was then convinced. She darted forward at the cop, but Mandy tackled her. The two wrestled, Mindy now less strong than she was before but still a force to be reckoned with.

The cop aimed her gun, pointing at both, but not shooting, not entirely sure of what to do. The two punched and slapped at any spare moment, and one of them was wheezing pretty bad. I could only assume that was Mindy. The bullet must have lodged into her lungs, or at least hit her rib cage. The fact that she was still going, and at the rate she was, was incredible in and of itself.

The two wrestled out of the living room and into the bathroom, where the giant tub of milk was still full, now foul smelling. They were rolling over each other and banging into walls along the way, causing damage to the already dilapidated structure around them. It was a small miracle they could both fit in the bathroom with the width each was carrying, but they pushed and strained against each other. Mandy appeared to have the upper hand, and shot a fist straight at Mindy’s face, a revenge shot from earlier. Unfortunately, Mindy ducked, and the hand went through the wall behind her, leaving a hole with a fist through it. I could barely see them from where I was in the living room, but it was absolute chaos.

The cop was yelling for them to stop, but nothing was going to stop these two from tearing each other apart. Mandy struggled trying to pull her fist out of the wall, and Mindy took advantage. She headbutted her sister, who’s hand then ripped out of the wall and she went flying backwards into the mirror behind her, shattering it and leaving blood everywhere. It was a spectacle.

“Fuck!” she yelled.

But Mindy didn’t have time to celebrate. Three more shots were fired. The rage on Mindy’s face turned to shock. She looked down as blood began pouring out of her. She turned towards the bathtub, as if moving in slow motion. She seemed to have lost control of her body, and any real functions. With a thud, she collapsed face first into the tub of milk. The commotion had died down.

And then there was silence.

It was as if a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I let my head relax on the floor. The cop ran out to check on me.

“Are you still with me, talk to me,” she said.

“I’m… here…” I was able to get out.

“Oh thank god,” she said.

While she checked on my vital signs, she continued trying to ease my worry.

“I’m gonna get you out of here, we’re gonna go to the hospital,” she said. “I think you’re going to be okay. Then we’re gonna find out how all of this happened.”

She tried to lift me to my feet, but I felt a sharp pain in my side. I winced in pain, and she let me go. I must have gotten hurt during their fight with me when I fell to the ground. I softly fell back to the floor.

“Okay, not a problem. I’ll have to call an ambulance,” she said, not caressing my face. I could tell she really cared. “Don’t worry, I’m gonna make sure you’re taken care of. I’ll ride with you the whole way.”

“Get your fucking hands off my BOYFRIEND!” came Mandy’s voice from behind. The cop didn’t have time to react. Her fist dropped like a hammer from the heavens, crashing down on top of her. She was knocked out cold.