Ash's Milky Dreams

Chapter 1

Ash's Milky Dreams
By Kanari Writes
Commissioned Work
Art drawn by Tess Thrownspear on X
NSFW you have been warned.
Chapter One

“Honey it's time to get up.” A soft angelic voice calls from beyond the veil of sleep and I am gently rocked from my heavenly sleep. I slowly sit up, my blanket sliding down my muscular toned body except for my embarrassingly large breasts. Sadly I am one of the few men who suffer from the medical condition called Gynecomastia. It's a condition in men where extra breast tissue grows much like a woman's. I mean it's nothing more than an A cup, but it is still more than most men my stature have.
My wife says not to worry about it. She says she likes my breasts often times she sucks on them. Honestly I secretly like them too, they are soft and squishy and fun to play with. Even if the other men laugh at me! I swear men don't grow up past high school level maturity. “Come on honey, you're gonna be late for work, and you don't want that do ya?” That same angelic voice calls pulling me further from delightful sleep land. I feel a pair of plush, soft lips upon mine. I open my eyes to see my beautiful wife coaxing me from my wonderland of sleep. Boy did that work, in more places than one.
After a few minutes of lip locked bliss she pulls away. “Wow!” I whisper eyes wide open now, no trace of sleep left in them. “That's a very dangerous game you're playing missy.” I growl out seductively. She just giggles and winks taking a step back brushing her hand along the tent I've made in the sheets because of her. “Come on, don't tease me like that.” I grumble out to which my wife only smirks playfully.
“Well if you would have gotten out of bed when your alarm went off two hours ago there would have been time to play, but you're gonna be late if you don't hurry.” I groan and roll my eyes knowing full well she was right.
“Fine . . . fine I'll get up. Hey! What if I call out sick today and play hooky.” I suggested half kidding with a devious smirk on my face rubbing the tip of the tent with my own hand. She just rolls her eyes at me and walks away her wide hips swaying rhythmically causing my cock to throb with each sway.
“Get dressed!” She calls back disappearing around the corner, she's always making sure I follow through with my commitments even if I don't want to. I grumble really not wanting to go into work today, but the wife wont let me stay home.
“Yes dear!” I call back as I pull the covers off my throbbing cock still twitching from her purposeful teasing. I make my way to the bathroom that's attached to the master bedroom. I turn on the shower setting it to cold and step under to calm myself down. Okay, you got this today's the day you meet your new boss. I think to myself as I lather my muscular one hundred and twenty pound body making sure to get in all the nooks and crannies. After the shower I step out and dry off my mind back to my wife's wide and plump hips causing my cock to harden again. Really?! I groaned out and got dressed making sure adjust for my members presence.
I make my way to the living room. I noticed my wife has already left for her day for her new job. She wouldn't tell me where it was or what position it was only that I will see soon enough. I get to the kitchen and heat up some left overs for breakfast and sit down at the desk like most mornings, except this morning she left her tabs open. She was just probably in a hurry and forgot to log out of her profile this morning. I will log her off. I thought to myself as I opened the web browser to close the tabs. Not sure why I did it, I guess out of curiosity I opened her tabs to see what she was looking at. What I found shocked and appalled me! A site called Fantasy Feeder, with a story about this woman who made their boyfriend gain weight without him noticing. This is weird. I thought to myself continuing to read unable to stop myself. They go into such explicit detail that for some reason my cock started to twitch in my already tight dress slacks. This isn't turning me on is it? I ask myself, but it was and there was no denying it.
I glance down to the bottom right corner of the screen to see its nearly thirty minutes till I have to be at work. I gotta go! I quickly close the site down and log off the computer. I rush out the door and into my car. Pulling out of the garage I turn down to the main highway and drive for twenty minutes speeding a little along the way to make it to my job in time. Finally I pull up to this very large corporate style building. Looking around the parking lot for a close spot, and of course someone has parked in my designated parking spot . . . again. It's fine Ash, just . . . breath. You can make it through today, just find a close parking spot is all. Unfortunately for me I got there nearly late today so there was no parking spots close by the door, this forced me to park in the back of the lot and run to the door in a mad dash to clock in and not be late. Fortunately I got there just in time to clock in right before my five minute grace period was over. “Almost late again Ash?” Came a familiar friendly voice from behind me.
“Charles! I didn't know that you were working today!” I exclaim excitedly as he wraps his arms around me in a hug. I awkwardly return the hug to him, not being much of a hugger. “I gotta get to my desk now, gotta meet the new boss today.” I explain as I briskly walk over to my desk on the far wall of the office next to a pair of large wooden doors. Sitting down at my desk I begin to log into my work email and pull up excel spreadsheets of my boss's meetings and calls scheduled for today. Even though as the new boss of the company they don't have any meetings. The day slowly drove on as the minutes felt like hours, my work did not do much to help alleviate my boredom. Though, my mind often times would wander to the tabs on the computer this morning. Each time I did that my cock would throb in anticipation only confirming what I feared. I'm attracted to my wife's perverted fetishes I think to myself as I shake the thoughts out of my head and try to calm my raging member by any means possible.
In my distraction I hear my email notification chime. I take a look and see an email from someone I don't recognize Marissa.Workz@gmail.com I click the email to open it, the email read Please come into the office Mr. Ash I am needing to speak with you for a moment. My heart sank, what have I done already to upset the new boss. Not wanting to upset my new boss any more I log off my computer and turn towards the two large wooden doors. I stand there for a second and breath a heavy breathy sigh. Alright Ash . . . you got this! I think to myself as I open the doors. The big bay windows had their maroon curtains wide open, something the previous boss did not do, they preferred it to be dark. I cover my eyes as they are stung from the suns assault to my eyes.“Y – you wanted to see me?” I ask as my eyes slowly adjust to the brightness.
“Yes I did.” Came a familiar voice. My ears must be playing tricks on me because that sounded like my wife. I think to myself, as my eyes finally adjust to the brightness and lo and behold it was my wife Marissa. She sits on the edge of the desk seductively her cleavage exposed a little in her button down business blouse. A significantly deep blush spread across my face staring her her breasts. They always look delicious. “What's wrong honey? You seem flustered.” Marissa teases as she shakes her breasts the buttons on her blouse look ready to blow off.
“Uh – uhm.” I stammer stunned and my cock now at full attention in my slacks. It didn't take Marissa long to notice that what she was doing was majorly turning me on. She snaps her fingers repeatedly to knock me out of my daze. “I – I didn't realize you were my new boss. Why didn't you tell me?” I manage to stutter out still staring at her well endowed breasts.
“It was more fun this way.” She coyly whispered as she stood up off the desk and walked over to me her hips swaying rhythmically again causing my cock to twitch inside of my pants. Her hand slides over my bulge causing a bit of pre to leak out. “You seem a bit excited.” She teases as she licks the tip of her fingers. “How badly do you want to fulfill your fantasy of fucking your boss at work?” She asked pressing into me, I don't know how she found out about my fantasy but this is getting increasingly hotter by the second. I only moan and nod my head as she walks around me, locking the door. Coming to my front she grabs my tie and pulls me towards her desk. “I want you to fuck me Ash, just be quiet so no one hears alright?' She says to me as she slides open one the her drawers in her desk to pull out a ball gag to make sure she stays quiet.
“Yes ma'am!” I excitedly say as I loosen my belt letting my pants drop. My black boxer briefs tight leaving nothing to the imagination. Pulling them down my large cock bounces excitedly, as I was focusing getting undressed Marissa already pulled down her skirt and panties leaving her bare pussy exposed. I smirk as I rub the head of my cock against her wet entrance. “You're gonna be so good babe.” I say with a chuckle as I slowly slide into her, Marissa clutches at the desk moaning softly due to the gag in her mouth. Slamming deep into her grabbing onto her plush hips for support my fingers sinking slightly into her softness. My wife was once a thin woman, but since she's married me she has put on quite a significant amount of weight. Not that I minded of course, I always preferred my women a bit chubby. She said most of her family puts on weight after marriage. Slamming into her plush softness and watching the way she ripples as my cock pounds into her tight and wet pussy. I can feel my resolve slowly weakening as I slam into her repeatedly harder and herder. The sounds of my hard cock sliding in and out of her wet and eager pussy echo throughout the room. “Marissa..... I – I'm gonna!” I groan beneath my breath as I pull out and spray thick ropes of cum all over her large ass. Without a second thought I gave it a good sharp slap, causing her to moan and tremble. Untying the gag from the back of her head she spit it out onto the desk her saliva leaving a trail along with it.
“W – whoa that was amazing.” She whispered out as I pulled her into me for some well needed cuddles, because aftercare is always important.
“I love you Marissa.” I say as I pet her head gently. “I just have one question. What was that stuff I found on the computer this morning?” Marissa's eyes shot open wide her focus on me and a blush spreading across her already red face.
“I – I didn't close out the tabs this morning? I thought I did!” She whimpers out looking away bashfully. I shake my head with a devious smirk on my face catching her in an awkward situation. “W – well, I am what's called a feeder, and I have been fantasizing about you becoming my feedee.” she admits still looking away not able to look into my eyes.
“What's a feeder and whats a feedee?” I ask confused.
“Well, a feedee is someone who gains weight for sexual pleasure, and a feeder feeds the feedee also for sexual pleasure.” Marissa admitted finally barely able to look into my eyes. I take a moment to think about it, the story I read before work playing again in my mind making my soft dick slowly harden in front of her.
“Oh? Do you like that idea honey?” Marissa asks while rubbing my cock, I nod and whimper slightly not used to her having such control over me. “Good, then we can try it out tonight after work.” She said as she kissed my lips while teasing my already hard as stone cock. “Now, you better get dressed and get back to work. I will see you at home tonight.” She whispers before kissing my lips one more time and giving me a wink.
I nod “Yes ma'am” I say as I pull up my boxers then my pants adjusting the crotch to better hide the raging boner that lays inside. Walking to the big doors I turn back to make sure my wife was decent before opening the doors. Wow, my wife is my boss. I can't believe she didn't tell me. I think to myself as I go throughout the day holding her calls and meetings rescheduling them for another day. After what felt like a short day after the fun we had. I make my way home, that seemed to be a shorter drive than usual Maybe it's because I actually like my boss this time. I got home before Marissa so I took the liberty of opening Fantasy Feeder again and reading more stories, there were many very good stories that I found, and before I knew it Marissa was home and walked up behind me.
“Whatcha lookin at?” She coyly says behind me which startles me causing me to jump and quickly close the site as if I got caught doing something naughty.
“N – nothing Marissa.” I sputter out turning to face her.
“Don't lie to me Ash. You were looking at more of that Fantasy Feeder. I been watching you for a while now, and I can see those stories turned you on.” She teases as she presses her hand into my bulge. I whimper and nod admitting that I did like the stories. “So, how about we start off with a gentle feeding and see how you like it?” She suggests running her other hand on my cheek knowing that I am very submissive and would melt instantly to her touch.
“Y – yes Marissa.”
“No, its mistress now.” She confidently stated.
“Y – yes mistress!” I respond to her satisfaction.
“Okay get undressed while I prepare the food and go to the bedroom so it's a surprise.” She directs taking her hand off my bulge licking her fingers. She leaves to the kitchen and I obey and go to the bedroom and get undressed my raging boner sticking up ready for whatever comes next. It wasn't long before Marissa came in with a few plates of food piled high.
“W – what's all that?” I ask forgetting what our plan was because I have the brain of a goldfish when I am arroused.
“This my dear is your dinner.” She seductively says as she brings a fork to my lips, I obediently and enthusiastically open my mouth to take a bite. “That's it Ash. Just let mistress feed you.” She seductively said as she kept bringing forkful after forkful of food to my lips. Slowly the food dwindled down off the plates and my stomach started to swell outwards a little.
“O – oh, I'm too full.” I complain about midway between the feast. “I don't think I can eat any more mistress.” I whimper looking down at my stomach my belly distended just barely hiding my abs now.
“Oh no, you will eat. This is my domain and your my little slave now.” She says with a seductive tone to her voice as she grabs my hard cock and rubbing it. I moan and squirm helpless against her advances as she feeds me while rubbing my hard cock. Pre leaks out my tip all over her hand. She uses that pre as lube to keep rubbing my hard cock and her other hand feeds me the rest of the food. She expertly kept it at a slow pace keeping me just on edge of coming while she fed me, my belly swelling with each bite getting tighter and tighter. I groan in discomfort and pleasure as Marissa ruthlessly stuffs my stomach to its max capacity. After what felt like forever of being played with her fork scrapes against the plate signifying that she had finished the feeding.
“So, my little piggy how did you like that?” She teases as she begins to rub my cock faster and faster. I arch my back and moan loudly as I climax all over myself and the bed.
“Oh, it hurts . . .” I whimper to Marissa's satisfaction.
“Poor piggy.” She says licking the cum off my body. “Mmm you taste so good.” She chimes as she licks off cum off my body. After she had licked all the cum that splattered all over me, she began to massage my belly and I groan in discomfort. “I know it hurts now sweetie but I think you look sexy like this.” She coos as I drift slowly into a stupor the food making me sleepy. Last thing I saw was a perverted smile on my wife's face before I began to dream about her again.