adeline moore

Chapter One Coming On
Amiela entered the kitchen ahead of Logan looking none to pleased with the new turn of events.  She was lactating heavily if her estimation was correct. 
"What's wrong?" Dillon asked anxiously hoping she would stay calm.
Ripping open her wrap she replied between clenched teeth "This is wrong!"
Ok so much for loving it Logan grimaced at the force of her anger toward them.
"We can fix it, I promise you will feel much better afterward. Come with me!" Dillon commanded having none of her outburst this morning.  She had been producing for a few days now, its not like this was the first time.Leading her down a short hall off the kitchen they entered a bright airy room with windows that looked toward the mountains in the distance.  It was a beautiful sight which calmed Amiela immediately.
"Better now? " Dillon asked in a calm voice he used to settle skittish horses.
"Yes, how can you fix this?". She gestured helplessly toward her large inflated breasts.
"We have to milk you." Letting that sink in he moved over to a cabinet that ran from the floor to the ceiling, opening the door Amiela saw it was a large closet.
Dillon stepped inside pushing something out on wheels covered by a white cloth.
"Ok Logan and I have milked you several times now, but given the amount you have we will have to use a machine to express all of it." Saying that he lifted the covering off to Amiela's gasp of dismay.
"What is that?"