Milking It by Spswift
 
It was Friday. Miss Hatherford was just wrapping up class for the day. The students had been learning about how people are turned into cum, and a lot of the boys had been zoning out. At the back of the room, Matt and Tim were arguing. While Rachel had been tolerating them, they were getting progressively louder, and it really wasn't fair that the othe students had to listen over the top of them. She slammed her hands down on her desk, to draw their attention.
 
"Tim! Matt! Would you mind telling us about your discussion, since it's clear that it's more important that this lesson?" She asked, a clear trap.
 
"Tim recons your tits are fake, but I think their natural." Matt said back nonchalantly, before Tim had a chance to stop him.
 
"Is this true Tim? Is that what you two've been blabbing about instead of listening?" Rachel glared. Tim nodded sheepishly.
 
Rachel looked down, pretending to think but really getting into character. She had wanted to play angry for a while, and knew this might be her only chance.
 
"The both of you, come to the front of the room." She said sternly, before turning around and writing out "Breast Vore" on the board. Tim stood up immediately, but Matt took a moment to process the situation.
 
"What? Why?" He stammered back as he got up.
 
"I warned you that I'm strict when it comes to discipline. The two of you are going to see first hand that these tits are real, and contribute to them yourselves." Miss Hatherford said calmly, walking around to the front of her desk to intercept them.
 
"But I was ri-" Matt started, before Miss Hatherford cut him off.
 
"No buts. Be quiet." She spat, grabbing the pair of them by their wrists as they got to the front.
 
Rachel took an exaggerated breath, and then looked up to the class. "As I was saying, next week we'll be covering the final two mainstream vore methods. These two here will now assist me in demonstrating the material we'll cover on Monday, breast vore. I will insert them through my nipples, into my tits and then dissolve them into milk."
 
Tim was jelly at this point, and he whimpered as Miss Hatherford snatched his other hand too. Now with both of his hands in her left hand, and both of Matt's in her right, Miss Hatherford pushed them into her breasts. As she lifted her hands and grasped the boy's shoulders, the whole class saw that Tim and Matt were already passed their wrists. She dragged them further in, until their faces were right in front of her boobs. Tim was crying now, while Matt was still trying to figure out what he had done wrong.
 
"Do they look fake to you NOW, Tim?" Rachel asked bitterly, putting her hands on their butts and lifting them up. Tim tried to force out an answer, but instead he just sobbed and shook his head.
 
Miss Hatherford didn't grace Tim with a response. She pulled them deeper still, and her tits expanded as the boys bodies filled them. Once they were in up to their hips, Rachel let go and leaned on her desk. Then she began feeding their legs in, alternating between the two children, until her nipples finally closed over their toes. She paused for a moment to let her meals stew, before she cupped her breasts and churned the pair of them into milk. They dribbled out her nipples, coating her hands and chest with sweet lactate.
 
"That concludes our demonstration today." Miss Hatherford said. "We'll cover the rest on Monday. Dismissed!"
 
As the class left, Rachel turned her attention back to the boys. "As for you two, I have no choice but to expel you." She said, and jetted the rest of them all over the room. As she dragged their bracelets out of her tits, a smile crept onto her face.
 
"But look on the bright side. You guys can be 'breast' friends now!" She laughed.