Milk and Cookies Part 1

Milk and Cookies Part 1
Andrea rang the doorbell for the third time. It was bitterly cold out and Jess said she'd be home by now. She checked her watch again and tapped her foot on the porch. Then she heard her friend hurriedly call from inside: "Come in, the door's unlocked."

Opening the door meant pushing aside a pile of empty cookie bags. In fact, the whole floor of the living room was littered with them. Andrea's feet blazed a noisy trail over the crinkling plastic trays and made her way closer to Jessica's voice in the next room.

Then Andrea saw her friend and her brain stopped working for a bit. Jess rushed to fill the awkward silence.

"So, how's the new job? Sit down and take off your coat."

Andrea made no move to either take off her coat or sit down. Her eyes were wide staring at her friend. She snapped out of her trance. "Jeez Jess, never mind me, what happened to you?"

"Huh? Oh." Jessica gave an embarrassed smile. She plopped down on the couch and told her tale.

"Well, it all started when I wrote Chewy Chips Cookies. I said in my letter that they must put something addictive in them to make them so good. Really, I meant it as a compliment, but later a return letter came from the legal department denying my 'allegations'. It went on to say that consumer confidence was important to them, and that I would receive a year's supply of cookies." Jessica blushed as she continued her story. "Well, I was going to give them to the food pantry. I mean, they're not the greatest things to have lying around when you're trying to stick to your diet. But well, the thing is that cookies are delicious. Have you tried these?" Jessica held a package of Double Dark Chocolate Chunk aloft and shook them. Then, as if unaware of what she was doing, she cracked them open and began munching. Her massive breasts acted as a shelf for the bag. It looked very convenient. Jess continued talking between mouthfuls. "So, as you can see, I'm off my diet. I know I should feel guilty but I don't care. I don't even have to go to the store for milk anymore! " That much was evident. Something about eating the cookies triggered a slow trickle of milk. Jessica gave a wicked grin and held a bottle under the nipple to catch some of the flow.

As nonchalantly as possible, Andrea asked her friend to toss over a bag of Toffee Temptations.

OppaiOppai on
Mmmm nice breasts t here, i wonder if the milk is flavoured

Jed on
if she's drinking her own milk to shrink them it's just going to go right back to her breasts.

Logic on
I wonder is this a side-effect of the cookies addictiveness because if so I'd love to find a store that sells them.

rockisgood on
will u continue on milk and cookies

Mnemonicgiraffe on
I really hope she makes chocolate milk....

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