Mil Experiment

Milk experiment.

Allan was only 14 when his parents separated, to be fair, it was probably 50/50 who was to blame but the end result was that his Mum, Julie, had to move into a flat and got a job working in a local pub to make ends meet. When she started to struggle a bit financially, Allan agreed to move into her spare bedroom and pay rent to help out. Julie was still an attractive woman for her age and had the kind of attributes that men liked, she was fairly trim and had a healthy pair of breasts that she liked to push up with her brassiere's as she obviously enjoyed the attention that they got in the bar.

One man in particular was so entranced by her that he decided to follow her home one night, when Julie realised, she gave him a mouthful and luckily, he scuttled off ashamed and apologetic. After that night Allan went to the pub at the end of every shift and escorted his mother home to make sure she was OK.

Julie had just completed her shift and stepped out into the cool air to see Allan leaning against the railings on the opposite side of the road, he smiled at her and crossed the road to meet her. As usual they started off up the road in the direction of the flat, it was only a 15-minute walk, plenty of time to chat about their respective days activities. Neither of them batted an eyelid at the couple coming towards them on the same side of the road, they held hands like lovers and were laughing as they came closer. Julie smiled at the woman and Allan nodded a greeting as they passed. The next few seconds were a blur as the woman grabbed Julie from behind and plunged a syringe into her neck in the same instant that the man did the same to Allan. Just as the realization dawned on them what had happened, they both felt their legs turn to jelly and a dark mist envelop them, their last memories of the couple lowering them gently to the ground as they heard a vehicle screech to a halt beside them.

Julie was the first to wake up, it took a few minutes for her to remember what had happened and she sat up in a panic, it was then that she realised she was handcuffed to the bed as the cuff bit painfully into her wrist. Panic was about to set in when she suddenly remembered her son was with her, she looked around through bleary eyes and saw him asleep on an identical bed on the other side of the room. She called out but he didn't respond and she started to worry he may have been hurt. As she shouted his name, a pneumatic hiss signalled the opening of a door and two people in medical scrubs and masks strode purposefully in.

The tallest of the two spoke 'Please calm down Mrs Green, Allan is fine, as are you, you are in no danger so please try to relax as best you can'.

Julie stared incredulously at her 'Calm down? Who the fuck are you and what are we doing here, you can't do this to us, release us immediately or else'.

Julie was a feisty woman who had dealt with her fair share of physical altercations in the bar on a weekend, she could be quite intimidating when she was angry but this time it was bluster, as deep down she was very afraid.

The nurse explained that Allan had been given more anaesthetic due to his larger, muscular frame and would wake soon and it would be better for him if his mother wasn't panicking when he did. Despite her anger, Julie saw the logic in that and bit her tongue, but the nurses better not think they had heard the last from her, how dare they kidnap them like this, someone was going to pay.

The nurses checked Allans' vital signs, and seemly happy, the left without another word. About 20 minutes later Allan woke up. Julie called to him and told him not to panic, that everything was OK, he realised he too was cuffed and tried to break free before Julie convinced him that he would only hurt himself and to relax as best he could.

A while later, the nurses returned, they explained that they needed to give them some vitamin supplements and if they cooperated, all would be explained to them. They grudgingly agreed but both of them were seething and just wanted to get away. They noticed that they had both had a canula fitted to their wrist arteries and the nurses wheeled over an intravenous drip and hooked them both up, within a few seconds they felt warm and calmer and unbeknown to them, they drifted off to sleep again.

When Julie awoke for the second time, she realised she was no longer restrained, not only that, but the gurneys had disappeared and it looked like they were in a different room. There was a toilet, a sink and a large mattress on which she was lying. Allan was next to her and it was then that she gasped as she realised that both her, and her son were completely naked. She glanced at him lying on his side and was suddenly filled with fear that he would wake up and see her naked, she instinctively put her hand over her crotch and it was then that she realised that her pubic hair had been completely removed. Julie had always kept herself neatly trimmed, but she was completely clean shaven, her sex clearly visible. Why had they shaved her vagina, this was getting weirder by the second, she shook her sons shoulder and he rolled over but stayed asleep. Julie gasped as she saw that her son was also clean shaven, his balls and penis were completely free of hair, she hadn't seen her sons private parts since he was a boy, but she imagined that this was also the work of the nurses.

It took Allan a few more minutes to wake and less than 30 seconds to realise that his mother was stark naked, he didn't know where to look. Allan dealt with the situation by trying to find a way out but the walls were devoid of any signs of a door and after wasting his energy banging on the walls and screaming at an invisible enemy, he collapsed on the bed next to his mother who put a comforting arm around him. As they lay together on their makeshift bed, they drifted off to sleep.

Allan woke up to a dull ache in his lower stomach, he realised where he was and felt his mother's naked breasts against his back. As he reached down to rub his stomach he became aware that he had morning glory, his cock erect and he panicked, trying to will it to go down before his mu saw it, as he touched his balls he realised that they were aching badly, he blinked his bleary eyes and looked down to find that they seemed to have doubled in size. He touched them with his fingers, they were swollen and aching as if he hadn't ever had sex, but it was the size that shocked him, luckily for him, the shock seemed to cause his erection to subside, and just as well as he felt his mother stirring behind him.

Julie woke to find that she was still against her son, but as she came to her senses, she noticed that her breasts hurt, she rolled onto her back and sat up, feeling her son sit up beside her. Allan looked at his Mum in disbelief, his open jaw and shocked expression causing his mum to panic.

'What is it baby, what happened?' she asked.

'Your boobs, mum, look at them.' He exclaimed.

Julie looked down at her breasts and gasped out loud, what the fuck was going on? Her normal size was a 34DD, a substantial rack but now they looked almost twice their normal size, no wonder they ached, she ran her hands over them, they were swollen and incredibly tight, like air had been pumped into them, veins visible through her skin. Allan couldn't take his eyes off his mums boobs, they were magnificent, like a porn star's tits. Allan gulped as he realised that the thought of her boobs was starting to make his dick hard again, he crossed his legs but it hurt so badly because of his oversized balls and he had to try and cover it with his hands. Julie was still rubbing her breasts in wonder, when she saw him trying to cover up.

'It's ok baby, I've seen it all before, no need for shyness in our current predicament.'

Allan gulped, he didn't know what to about them he looked at his mother's breasts again and a sudden naughtiness came over him and he removed his hands, his semi swollen member popping up into view, he saw his mother stare at his cock in shock but then she rapidly moved her gaze and coughed as she saw his balls.

'I know, right, they are huge, and they hurt mum.'

'What did they do to us, my breasts hurt too, did they inject us with something, why would they do that?' she asked.

'I'm so sorry mum, about, you know, my erection. It's not my fault.'

'Its OK baby, none of this is our fault, it's these bastards' she gesticulated to nobody in particular, she did let her eyes linger on his cock longer than she should and felt a brief jolt of excitement but her shame too over and she tried n to look again.

Both of them wondered if they were being watched, there was no sign of any cameras, but there was a window, shaped mirror, high up on each wall and they could only assume they were being observed.

Allans stomach growled and he apologised, they were both hungry and in need of food. Surprisingly, they weren't thirsty but that was probably down to the intravenous drip, maybe they had been fed too when they were asleep.

'Hey, my son and I are hungry'. Julie shouted at their unseen observers. As she watched, one of the mirrors went dark and test appeared on it like some giant computer screen. They both watched as the words appeared as if typed by an invisible hand.

You both have enough calories to sustain you for now, all the sustenance you require will be freely available to you. When you take it in, you will only receive the best, perfect nutrients, absolutely nothing will be wasted, you will soon find that you won't need to use the toilet much, this is normal.

'What sustenance' Julie shouted 'Theres nothing here'.

The words appeared again

You have all you need, you'll figure it out.

As she looked at her son, he shrugged his shoulders, neither had any idea what they were talking about. Julie asked some more questions but the screen went back to mirror mode and it became obvious she was wasting her breath. She felt the urge to pee for the first time since they arrived and she went to the toilet, still conscious of her nakedness in front of her son but resigned to the fact they weren't getting clothes any time soon. From the angle of the toilet and the small screen she couldn't be seen by him but it disturbed her to think that strangers were probably watching her as she let loose a stream of pee into the bowl. She reddened at the thought of her son listening to her pee but she couldn't do anything about it. As the final drops of urine splashed into the bowl she looked and realised there was no tissue to wipe herself, as she thought of it, a section of the wall rotated and a tray appeared with a few sheets of paper. Disgusted that she was being watched, she nevertheless was glad of the paper as she dapped her vagina clean and flushed it, as she did so the tray disappeared back into the wall.

Julie got up from the toilet and felt like she needed a wash, there was a shower in the other corner, above a grating for drainage.

'I need a shower' she told her son 'I'm' sorry there isn't more privacy but I feel grimy'.

'It's OK mum, I need one too, you go first', he smiled shyly.

Julie stepped under the head and turned on the taps, adjusting the water temperature to her liking, she faced the wall, hiding her privates from her son and placed her hand under the spout which automatically dispensed soap into her hands.

Julie kept her back to her son as she washed her body, as her hands lathered up her breasts, she was acutely aware of how much they ached, it was starting to get painful and she noticed they had got even bigger, it didn't make any sense, but then nothing about the last days made any sense. Allan watched his mum shower, he couldn't help himself, she had her back to him but her arse and shapely legs looked slick and firm, he knew it was wrong to think like that but she was showering in front of him and he was only human. There was no way she could wash her arse in secret so she just put her hand in there and gave it a good wash as he watched.

Fuck, not again, Allan noticed he had become hard whilst watching his mum wash, and with no way to hide it he groaned in shame, he had told her that he had no control over it but she would assume he got hard watching her bathe, so embarrassing.

As soon as Julie turned the water off, a blast of air engulfed her, it shocked her but she adapted quickly and rubbed the moisture from her skin as the air dried her.

Clean and dry, she stepped back to the mattress, she couldn't help but notice her son's erection, he saw her look and raised his hands in exasperation.

'I'm sorry Mum, it's happened again, and Jesus, my balls are getting bigger, it hurts and I can't stop it, what happening to us?'

'I don't know baby, have a shower, I feel a bit better for it'.

Allan got up, his erect penis swaying above his big swollen balls as he headed to the shower. He copied his mums style, showering with his back to her but when she saw his soapy hand between his legs and saw the stroking motion, she imagined him soaping the cock and she felt a shameful twinge between her legs again and she tried to clear her mind of the image. Suddenly she got goosebump's on her flesh and felt a wetness between to lips of her vagina, oh god, surely she wasn't turned on by her son, this was too much. She forgot all about the mirrors as she quickly slipped a finger between her lips and sure enough, the sticky secretion proved what she was dreading, her face flushed and she quickly wiped it on her thigh before turning her head away from the sight of her son.

Fully dried, he went back to flop down on the mattress, he tried to lay face down to cover his cock but his balls hurt too much so he lay on his side.

'God, my breasts are hurting so much, I don't think they ached this much when I was pregnant with you'. Suddenly a sob escaped her lips, she hated that they had made her sob but the situation was maddening, they had been kidnapped, imprisoned and some weird things were happening to their bodies, the shame was too much and sha cried silent tears.

Allan tried to comfort her, he went to put his arm around her but stiffened when he realised that they were both naked. Julie sensed his tension, but she needed a hug and she turned to him and pulled him in.

'It's OK baby, I'll be fine in a minute' she reassured him, hardly believing it herself.

She pulled him in so that they were hugging side by side, his head on her swollen breasts.

'Ow' she exclaimed 'What have they done to these fucking things, they are like watermelons now' she said and then burst into an emotional giggle. Allan giggled nervously too, he had rarely heard his mother swear but in the circumstances, it was understandable. Julie put her hand on one breast and squeezed, was it air inside, or water, what had they done to her. As she squeezed the inflated breast, she felt dizzy and her nipple felt like it was tingling, she moved her fingers to her areola and as she pressed the flesh, a small squirt of clear liquid jetted out from her nipple and landed on her son's shoulder. Allan looked up at his mum, a questioning look on his face.

'What was that, was it what I think it was. Tell me you aren't pregnant Mum'?

Julie slapped him on the shoulder, 'Of course I'm not, you idiot, this is all part of what they have done, anyway, that didn't look like milk to me' she said. Her curiosity piqued, she squeezed it again and more fluid sprayed out, then it started to leak a little more of the clear fluid. Allans curiosity got the better of him as he watched his mum squeezing her nipple, fascinated as he watched the scene he never thought he would witness. After one or two more squeezes, they noticed the liquid change colour to a pale milky white and Juile gasped, it actually was breastmilk. Suddenly conscious that her son was watching, she looked at his face, he had a strange expression as he looked at her. Was he enjoying looking at the strange event or was it something else, he looked bleary eyed, almost like he had been drinking and she noticed it wasn't her nipple he was looking at, but the stream of milk.

Allan felt lightheaded, the sight of his mother's leaking boob was fascinating enough, but it wasn't that which enthralled him, it was the smell, the milk had a powerful odour that was like nothing he had ever encountered, it was like it called to him, and before he knew what he was doing, he leaned forward and lapped some up with his tongue.

Allan was vaguely aware of his mother's voice but it was like an explosion had gone off in his brain, the taste and smell of the milk was the most delicious, intoxicating thing he had ever tasted. The milk felt like the best alcohol on his tongue, he couldn't distinguish between sour, sweet or any other taste, it was just heavenly, he felt his mother's hand on his shoulder, shaking him but he kept lapping until it was gone. As he cleared the last drop his mother's voice and face came back into focus, and it wasn't good.

'Allan, seriously, this is not right, stop it this minute' Julie admonished. She tried to stop him but he was like a shark with the scent of blood, she had tried to push his head away but he was too strong, what the hell was the matter with him, had they done this, had they done something to his mind? Suddenly the milk was gone and it was like he came to his senses as he looked at his mother.

'Oh god mum, that's amazing, I can't explain, please you need to try some, it's like the best thing ever, honestly'.

'Shut up Allan, what's wrong with you' his mother scolded, 'This is unacceptable behaviour for fucks sake'.

As Allen looked up at her, she noticed the look in his eye, pleading, desperate and she suddenly felt bad for scolding him. She told him she was sorry and pulled him in for a hug, but as soon as she did, his mouth went for her nipple, as if he wanted to suck it, she pushed him away and grabbed his face.

'I mean it, you can't, what's come over you?' she cried.

Suddenly, he pinched her nipple, and a stream of milk burst forth, he rubbed his finger on it and before she could stop him he thrust it to her lips.

'Taste it mum, taste it and you'll understand, it like heaven'.

What kind of perversion was this? Julie tasted her own excretions on her tongue, but it just tasted like a weak milky substance, nothing like Allan had described it. She looked at her son, a desperation in his eyes, had he gone mad? As she looked at him, she realised his cock was fully hard again, this was insanity, she thought as he tried again to suck her nipple, she slapped his face to bring him round but it had no effect. He was too strong for her and she was tiring from holding his head away, she worried they had permanently damaged his mind and she felt weak and resigned as she let go of his hair and allowed him to latch on to her nipple. He suckled at her teat hungrily, and she felt his teeth graze the nub as he started to pull the milk from her breast. He sucked too hard, the milk being pulled from her, but despite herself, she began to relax, even enjoy the sensation. She knew it was wrong on every level, but as he sucked the milk from her, she slowly but surely felt the pressure begin to ease, it was like the ache was beginning to subside. Julie moaned and cradled her sons head as he greedily demanded her milk with his sucking mouth, and just as she began to feel the relief, another feeling took hold of her. To Julies utter shame, she felt herself dampen between her legs again, he pussy began to throb, she was shocked to her core, but it felt so good, the relief from expressing the milk stimulated her, and her sons wet mouth sucking on her tit felt so sensual. She moaned again and with his mind occupied with his feeding she allowed herself to slip a finger down to her pussy and let it slip inside. She fingered herself and it felt like it was her first time, her boob was visibly deflating and Allan showed no signs of stopping as he swallowed her milk, she fingered herself with more urgency and as she accidentally brushed her clitoris with her finger she started to orgasm, her muscles tensed and she whimpered as she extended her legs and came hard. She shuddered and mewed like a cat as her dripping pussy leaked into a pool beneath her. Allan didn't even seem to notice as he sucked her boob, draining her of the cursed milk.