Chapter Four - Lactose Intolerance

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Dwight laid on his back, waiting eagerly as I removed my shirt to reveal my 20 pack abs, super muscled and toned body.

"A-alpha your such a hottie!" He squealed.

"Thanks my beloved." I winked, flexing my sigma male muscles hotly.

I began kissing his soft, musky skin. I love it when he doesn't bathe for weeks at a time. (Idc what people say its actually very attractive you should totally give stinky people a chance and no this is not me self projecting I'm actually very clean but let's say hypothetically I was smelly then you would have to give me a chance yknow what I mean)

I love his nipples so so much... They came pre purple which saved me a ton of hard work with these wicked nurples.

I kissed his delicious purple nurples lovingly, making him giggle cutely.

As I sucked his nipples as if I was getting milk from my mommy, I began to feel him up with my other hand. I ran my hands against his smooth skin, occasionally giving him a nice lil slappy wappy on his thigh.

He began moaning loudly, clinging onto me as I sucked.

"A-alpha! Im..g-gonna..!"

"Hm? You're going to what?"

"Im g-... A-Ahh!! Im Lactating!!!" He screamed, arching his back and gripping the sheets tightly as he lactated his nice, thick milk into my mouth.

"You're such a good boy Dwighty...I love your nice and warm nipple milk in my mouth."

"T-thank you alpha...u-uwu..!"

Usually I'd try to avoid any kind of milk so I won't be confined to the shitter like usual, but since its from Dwight's mommy milkers I guess I can make an exception...

"I think a good boy like you deserves a wittle reward, hm?"

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