
MilkshakeMachine Elsa 2
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Elsa groaned at the pain she felt in her breasts and mouth. Anna had been coming over every other day to eat milkshakes, and she was sure her mouth was nothing but cavities. Her swollen breasts had teethmarks from a couple of bites from Anna when she got too excited.
Even though Elsa enjoyed giving her sister happiness, she was getting tired of having to eat so many sweets every week, and her bosom hurt from being over-worked. The biggest problem was that her breasts wouldn't stop producing that tasty drink.
And that was why she had called for Anna. Elsa wasn't able to eat another thing with sugar, and it would be a shame to waste this amazing thing her body was producing. Elsa chewed on her tongue with her molars, testing which teeth hurt the most. She was going to find the best dentist possible as soon as this fiasco was over.
Anna entered her sisters chambers and Elsa groaned in welcome. “Hey sis, sorry you don't feel well today,” she sung.
Elsa forced a smile. “No, it's all for you, dear sister. But after this is done, let's wait a while, okay?”
“Yeah, okay.” Anna looked sad, but knew that she was the reason behind her sister's agony. She approached Else and uncovered her sister's boobs, a tradition that would end soon.
She started draining the left breast with a slow slurp, and she noticed that it didn't taste as good. Her sister started to breathe easier now that some of the weight was leaving. Anna gulped as the boob she held in her mouth ceased shooting the milkshake out, then moved over to the right breast.
Elsa finally felt the relief of the smaller bosom from before and patted her sister's head. Anna removed her head and replaced her sister's bra.
“It's gonna be okay,” Elsa consoled. She gave Anna a smile. “I feel relieved already.” Anna gave a humorless smile, her belly slightly larger than when she came in.
“Yeah, okay.” Anna turned and walked out the door, already missing the feeling of undressing her sister, even partially.
And Elsa felt the same way.