Her Forced Milky Awakening

Natasha, a short nerdy girl with massive boobs that she hates, claims to be asexual. However, her huge boobs make her the ideal candidate to be a hucow. She is kidnapped and forced to become a hucow against her will. Her asexuality completely shattered as she is turned into a cock hungry milk slave.

Natasha's lab was her sanctuary, filled with the hum of machinery and the scent of chemicals. She had always preferred the company of her experiments to people. Her massive breasts, a genetic blessing and curse, hung heavy beneath her oversized t-shirt, a constant reminder of her discomfort with her own body. She'd never entertained the idea of sex, not with anyone. Her asexuality was as much a part of her as her glasses and her pushed-up hair. The lab went dark. She flipped the switch, but the hum of the generators went silent. Suddenly, the door burst open. Three men, all masked and dressed in black, stormed in. Natasha froze, her heart pounding. They moved quickly, efficiently. One grabbed her, pinning her arms behind her back. Another pushed a syringe into her neck. She felt a sharp sting, then warmth spreading through her veins. "Get her to the van," a voice ordered. Natasha struggled, but her body felt heavy, her muscles sluggish. They carried her out, the cold night air hitting her skin. She looked up at the stars, her vision blurring. The last thing she saw was a syringe filling with milk from a weird bottle they had placed over her tits. She awoke in a dimly lit room, her body aching. Her breasts felt full, heavy, and strange. She touched them, feeling hard lumps beneath her fingers. Panic surged through her as she realized her nipples were leaking. She looked down and saw her breasts were enormous, heavy, and leaking milk. She tried to stand, but her legs buckled. She fell to her knees, her body wracked with pain. She looked up and saw a man standing there, a cruel smile on his face. "Welcome to your new life, Natasha. You're a hucow now. And you're going to love it." "You're sick," she spat, but her voice lacked conviction. Her body betrayed her, her nipples hardening at the sound of his voice. She felt a pulsing between her legs, a hunger she had never known. Her asexuality felt like a distant memory, shattered by whatever they had done to her. She was a slave to her body now, a milk slave, and she hated every second of it. --- She heard footsteps approaching. She tried to stand, to run, but her body betrayed her again. She fell to her hands and knees, her ass in the air, her breasts swinging heavily beneath her. The man from earlier entered, his eyes gleaming with lust. He unzipped his pants, his cock hard and ready. Natasha whimpered, but she couldn't stop him. She couldn't stop any of this. She was his hucow, his milk slave, and she was going to have to give in to his every demand. Her breasts ached as she felt his dick pushing against her lips.