NAME_1 smiled and leaned over, her shirt falling open to reveal her lactating breasts. NAME_2's eyes widened as he stared at the sight before him. He had never seen anything like it before.
"Go ahead," NAME_1 said, her voice encouraging. "Just a little bit at a time. You don't have to drink it all in one go."
NAME_2 hesitantly reached out and touched NAME_1's breast, his fingers brushing against the soft skin. He was surprised by how warm and soft it felt. He leaned in and began to suckle, his lips wrapped around the nipple.
At first, he was hesitant and unsure of what to do. But as he continued to drink, he began to feel more confident. He suckled harder, his hands roaming over NAME_1's body as he drank.
NAME_1 moaned softly as NAME_2 drank from her, her hands running through his hair. She had never felt so alive before. She loved the feeling of NAME_2's lips on her skin, his hands on her body.
As NAME_2 continued to drink, he felt a strange sensation in his body. He felt taller, stronger, and more confident. He was amazed by the power of breast milk.
When he was finished, NAME_2 pulled away from NAME_1, his face flushed with embarrassment. "Thank you, NAME_1," he said, his voice shaking. "I feel...different."
NAME_1 smiled and leaned in to kiss him. "I'm glad you like it," she said, her voice low and seductive. "Because we'll be doing this again soon."
NAME_2 smiled and kissed her back, his heart racing with excitement. He was ready for whatever came next.