#kuru replies

-> Kuru covers his mouth with one hand and narrows his eyes suspiciously

"...i can object, by biting."

-> Kuru finds himself bound in a way that prevents him from putting an end to this bullying... too bad, so sad

"hey-- stop that-"

-> he lets out a little hiss as the suction cups are put into place, then a whine when the machine whirs to life and begins suckling. His whole body shudders in response - it looks like he's neglected his duties again... you're getting quite a lot!

"isn't-- isn't this enough--?"

-> he's helpless to stop you as you stuff the vibe into him. The size of it is just one more thing to drive him crazy. Not too big, but not so small that he's able to ignore its presence.

Let's give Kuru a matching mask connected to Emi's nips! Maybe the combination of sucking down all that good quality milk and having her tiny tits nursed by the ranch's best sucker will finally get her to be useful and start producing. How does that sound to you, Emi?

"mmmph..!!"

-> Emi waves her hands frantically as if begging you not to do that, but, well... since when has anyone listened to her preferences anyway?

-> Similar pastie portals appear on her tiny tits, at the same time that a matching mask finds its way onto Kuru's face.

-> Like Emi, he tries to dislodge it, but gives up much sooner. As it turns out, having someone suckle continuously on him is extremely distracting...

-> Unlike Emi's almost casual suckling, Kuru is more... serious. The conditioning in his subconscious kicks in and suddenly all Kuru can really think about is suckling. It doesn't even matter that he's not getting anything out of it.

"mmmmm...!!!"

"Mmmmfuck, you don't get this good treatment from machine milking~"

They keep Kuru's head in position with one hand, while their other hand squeezes his ass in time with his hip movements. Every few seconds or so they let out another noise of pleasure, and buck their hips up into Kuru, forcing the thick knot at the base of their bulge up against his nook as a sort of promise of what's to come. (Hint: it's the purple)

-> The brainwashed part of him is utterly delighted by the... Compliment. Of course he's performing better than a machine! He's a good boy, and more importantly, a good cow.

-> The still present but entirely too small part of himself that is sane and aware of everything is... Not happy. Not at all. Every teasing press of the knot against him is a threat.

The taller troll laughs as they guide Kuru's face back to their tit, letting him suckle once again while they begin manhandling his hips, making him ride their bulge exactly how they like.

"I guess I might as well have you milk my bulge while you're at it. Hope you're on birth control, I've never gotten less than triplets after stuffing a bitch before."

-> Kuru is a little too cock-shocked to do much but accept having his face pushed into her tit again. He latches on naturally, of course, that bit of programming in his head is still going strong.

-> He lets out a muffled moan as she begins manhandling him into a proper fucking. Instinctively, one of his hands finds her other tit and begins milking it as if she were a fellow cow on the ranch... expert tugs and squishes to coax more milk out

They frown and release Kuru's horn, then a sly smile creeps across their face.

"Ohhh, I get it. You're angling for a tip. Alright then, I can play along.."

Without letting Kuru respond or explain, they pull their fingers out of his nook, then lift him effortlessly into their lap and slide their entire bulge in.

"i told you--"

-> Kuru pauses to catch his breath, which was... probably a mistake.

-> As he's preparing to explain that Kerrim is the one suited for this job, she blanks his mind out all over again by shoving her bulge right into his nook

They settle like that for a while, nursing and fingering Kuru, until they suddenly grab one of his horns and yank him away from their teat, keeping their fingers deep inside his nook.

"Time to switch sides, Little Green~"

-> Kuru only whines slightly as his legs are pushed apart. The mindless haze that clouds his thoughts when things are pushed into his mouth seems to be taking over...

-> It doesn't take long for him to get wet in response to the stimulation. His hips wriggle slightly as if attempting to get those probing fingers to hit the right spot...

-> Just when he's on the edge of complete mindlessness, he's yanked away roughly.

"wh-whaa...?"

-> dazed and confused, Kuru blinks up at you blankly for a few seconds... at least until the haze starts to wear off

"no, no i've had enough--"

The tall troll starts kneading their breast, squeezing more and more milk into Kuru's now waiting mouth. They soon pull him to a nearby sofa and settle down to nurse him properly.

"Mmmm, they weren't kidding, you are good at this."

They shift Kuru in their lap, slipping a hand between his legs with no subtlety whatsoever.

-> Though he wants to protest, Kuru finds himself... unable to do so.

-> He is easily lifted and settled onto your lap. Honestly, he is rather portable in size, isn't he? So short!