"I'm gonna need someone to drink from me while I grow. If I get that kind of stimulation, at least I won't balloon up to be more tit than woman." She turned to Tom, lowering her dress to reveal her swelling breasts. Bead of milk were emerging upon her nipples. "You. Tom. You're gonna be the one to do it."
"Wait," said Tom. "How do you know my name? Why--"
Without a word, Milkmaid placed a finger on her nipple, scooping a droplet of milk off of it. As Tom continued to talk, she placed the droplet in his open mouth.
The sensation was unlike anything Tom had ever experienced. He couldn't quite place the flavor of Milkmaid's milk, but it seemed to permeate his entire body. He looked down at the increasingly-busty superhero. She arched her eyebrows at him.
"Suckle."
She didn't need to tell Tom twice. He dropped to his knees and wrapped his lips around Milkmaid's stiff nipple, sucking greedily. It was odd; he had always heard that human breast milk tasted bitter or like sweat, but this...it didn't taste like anything at all. It didn't even feel like anything at all. As he continued to suckle from Milkmaid's tit, he could feel her shift as she looked up at the class. She wrapped a hand around Tom's head, shoving him deeper into her burgeoning bosom.
"So, it looked like this is a superhero history class," said Milkmaid. There was a murmur of "yes" from the class. "So, I'm gonna give you guys a pop quiz and see how good you know your stuff. What do you know about my power?"
"You can lactate on command," said one of the students. "But it's hard to control."
"That's right," said Milkmaid. "When I decide to start lactating, it's hard for me to stop. Unless I've got someone sucking on my tits, I just keep growing until I'm too big to move. That was the freebie question. What else can I do?"
"Hypnotic milk?" asked one of the students. Milkmaid stroked the back of Tom's head. He could feel a numbness spreading throughout his body.
"Not quite, but close enough. If a single drop of milk gets into somebody's system, I can make them want to drink me dry whenever I want. One drop inside of them, and they're mine. I've done this to Pheromona, Damnazon, half the petty criminals in this town, and now Traitonica, I can make them my greedy little bitches with a thought."
Tom could feel his body going limp as he processed this. He knew he was being controlled against his will, but he couldn't care. All that mattered was getting more and more of this strange milk into his increasingly-full stomach. Milkmaid's breast pushed against his face as the pressure within it built, causing the spray from her nipples to grow stronger. A tunnel was beginning to close around his vision, and he needed to use all of his flagging strength to stay locked on to Milkmaid's beautiful tit.
"Last one," said Milkmaid. "I've got one more power."
"You can channel another superheroine's powers through your milk," said Dr. Larson.
"Exactly," said Milkmaid. She patted Tom, moaning slightly as he sucked as hard as he could as her breast. "Can anyone guess whose power I'm using right now?"
There was a pause before somebody responded. "Censor?"
"Right," said Milkmaid. "With Censor's power, I can shut down people's senses and specific thoughts. Of course, she can do it with telepathy, but so long as I've got my milk in somebody's body, I can do the same thing to them."
Tom realized what had happened. Milkmaid had him trapped, and there was nothing he could do. He knew that he should be able to do something. He had...some kind of power, but he couldn't remember what it was. As the desire to drink drained from him, Milkmaid loosened her grip on his head, easing him to the floor.
"Thank you, Dr. Larson," said Milkmaid. "You've helped us apprehend a dangerous criminal today. Not to mention this fellow." She nudged Tom with a foot as his consciousness faded. "He's not a villain, mind you, but he's got something going on."
There was a mutter of "You're welcome" from the crowd.
"And with that..." said Milkmaid. The last thing that Tom heard before falling unconscious was "Collection team, this is Milkmaid. I've got two to pick up."
When Tom awoke, he was in...
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