Hearing this, Yang Haoran already understood. His father had, in a roundabout way, compromised. Because his father had asked him this question before, and his answer had been that he would go with his mother.
As for Yaoyao, Yang Haoran didn’t know if his father had asked her; he wasn’t clear on that aspect. But he could roughly guess that Yaoyao would definitely follow him, her brother. Wherever he went, she would go.
Breakfast was ready. Yang Haoran was sent by Liu Ruoxi to wake Yaoyao up.
His father had gotten up at some point and was drinking morning tea in the living roomβthis was his father’s habit.
Yang Haoran was stopped by his father, hastily drank a cup of tea his father had brewed, and was then encouraged by him to relax, do well on the exams, and that no matter the results, he wouldn’t blame him, and so onβ¦
It almost made Yang Haoran feel like his father was treating the final exams like the college entrance exams with all these instructions. But he knew the inside story: after these two days of exams, his father would move out. It was inevitable to feel somewhat sentimental.
Not living together, even in the same city, meant that unless one made a deliberate effort to visit, the chance of accidentally running into each other was minuscule.
Yang Haoran pretended not to know, listened to his father’sε ε¨ for a while, and then went to the second floor to wake Yaoyao.
Yaoyao usually woke up earlier than him. As for why she got up so late today, we have to talk about last night.
Last night, Yang Haoran went to Yaoyao’s room, had her bend over and support herself against the window with her perky buttocks, and fucked her for over half an hour. He fucked her until she nearly collapsed to the ground, drenched in fragrant sweat, her delicate, pink labia continuously parting and closing, releasing gushes of white fluid.
It was a completely debauched scene of a pure young girl being ravaged and played with until broken.
Afraid that Yaoyao wouldn’t be able to control her moans, Yang Haoran had balled up his own underwear and stuffed it into her mouth to gag her. This resulted in Yaoyao only being able to make muffled moans and whimpers while being fucked.
Every time he fucked Yaoyao, Yang Haoran felt particularly good because Yaoyao had a pure and moving pretty face. Making eye contact with her, her large, watery eyes blinking, as if they could speak, made it especially easy for a man to feel the desire to bully and ravish her.
The key was that her breasts were big and white. When fucking her, those two big white bunnies bounced around vigorously. Whether fondling them or just admiring them, it was uniquelyθΆ£ε³.
Yaoyao’s delicate, pink little pussy went without sayingβit had already become a delicacy that Yang Haoran had to taste before starting every time. He couldn’t shortchange his second brother, nor could he hardship himself.
Moreover, compared to tasting with his mouth, his second brother was clearly much rougher. Every time, he fucked those tender, budding labia until they couldn’t bear the ravaging, becoming red and swollen.
And Yaoyao’s little pussy, after being developed by Yang Haoran’s big meat rod, had basically been fucked into the shape of a sheath for his cock.
There was no path originally, but after walking it many times, a path naturally formed. It was no different here.
After waking Yaoyao, Yang Haoran wasn’t in a hurry to go downstairs. He took out his phone, unlocked an app, opened the piercings on Yaoyao’s breasts, and then took out a glass cup.
Yang Mengyao obediently sat on the edge of the bed, thrusting out her massive, snow-white giant breasts. Her beautiful eyes looked at her brother without speaking. She knew what her brother was going to do. These past few days, she had gotten used to being treated like a dairy cow by her brother, and had even gradually begun to enjoy the process of her brother milking her. Because her brother, like Youxi and Shaowan, enjoyed drinking her milk.
Yang Mengyao’s snow-white giant breasts, after being modified by the lactagogue, had grown another cup size, even becoming a full circle larger than Liu Ruoxi’s breasts. Without the restraint of a bra, they now sagged slightly, though not by much.
However, now, anyone who saw Yang Mengyao would not first notice her pure, pretty face, but rather the massive weapons on her chest. They were simply too eye-catching, truly worthy of the title of giant-breasted young girl!
Even during ordinary walking, those trembling, massive breasts would sway in a way that made it impossible to look away, making one exclaim “Holy shit!”
Originally, Yaoyao’s voluptuous chest was already in a league beyond her peers, let alone after the stimulation of the lactagogue causing a second development.
Yang Haoran looked over the giant breasts on Yaoyao’s chest a few times, feeling very satisfied inwardly. For Yaoyao to be a dairy cow, her breasts needed to be big. There was hope for them to reach the astonishing scale of Auntie Hao Lei in the future.
In the renovated area of the pet manor, there was a pasture section. There were fences, grassland, flowers, about a hundred or so square metersβa spacious area. It also had feeding troughs and a row of stalls. The stalls were relatively narrow and cramped, with coarse ropes hanging from the ceiling similar to those used for leading cows by the nose.
However, Yang Haoran had replaced them with collars and chains. In the stalls, the ‘cows’ could only stand with collars fastened. Their breasts would be exposed outside through the stall windows. From the outside, one couldn’t see who was inside, only a row of large breasts displayed outside like mature, full coconuts.
Yang Haoran didn’t want to follow the rules strictly. It wasn’t like he was really raising Yaoyao and the auntie/teacher and the others as dairy cows. Even if it was just for occasional whimsical play, he demanded it be built to look the part.
After Yaoyao graduated from university, Yang Haoran planned to have Yaoyao kept as a pet in the pasture area. She would just need to stand guard in the stalls for an hour each at morning, noon, and night. Then, if the other women had needs, they could order those female slaves to come and milk her.
Outside the stalls were red and green circular buttons, located above the breasts exposed to the outside. An internal program controlled the opening and closing of the nipple piercings. Red was open, green was closed.
Those female slaves just needed to press the green switch after milking to lock the nipple piercings of the ‘cow’ inside the stall, avoiding wastefulness.
Later, Yang Haoran also held many debauched events, such as bitch auctions, bitch competitions… etc. He even encouraged his girlfriend Ji Youxi to participate in a bitch auction once, where she was bought by his mother. And even earlier, his mother had been bought by Ji Youxi.
But these were all stories for later.
After the nipple piercings were opened, the delicate pink buds on Yaoyao’s chestζ³εΊδΊδΈζ»΄η½θ²δΉ³ζ± (secreting a drop of white milk) like a faucet that wasn’t fully turned off, dripping onto the ground. A heart-stirringly fragrant milky scent also spread through the air.
Yang Haoran was used to it by now. With one hand, he barely managed to grasp half of the soft, snowy sphere on Yaoyao’s chest. He placed Yaoyao’s delicate pink nipple into the cup. With a forceful squeeze, a stream of milky-white liquid shot out from the delicate pink nipple like a water jet, landing at the bottom of the glass. The milky fragrance in the air grew even stronger.
Yang Mengyao pressed her lips together, enduring the pain in her chest. After being treated like a dairy cow and milked by her brother and her close friend Shaowan, she had gradually gotten used to her breasts beingη²ζ΄θΉθΊ (roughly ravaged).
After a while, the glass was full. Yang Haoran gulped it down in one go, feeling thoroughly refreshed.
The morning before yesterday, he had milked two cups, intending to give one to his mother. But when his mother found out it was Yaoyao’s breast milk, she glared at him coldly and didn’t touch the “milk” on the table.
Even Yaoyao seemed quite excited, eagerly trying to persuade her mother to taste it, seemingly very keen on seeing her mother drink her milk.
This ended up making his mother angry. She scolded YaoyaoδΈι‘Ώ (a scolding), then turned her focus onto him. His father didn’t understand why his mother was angry over a cup of milk and thought about drinking it himself since it smelled quite good to him.
When his father picked up that cup of “milk,” Yang Haoran was startled and quickly said he was thirsty, asking his father to give that cup of milk to him to drink.
Otherwise, if his father had really drunk it, it would have been a case of εε 倧ε (a great filial piety farceβhighly inappropriate), as it was Yaoyao’s breast milk.
Yang Mengyao saw her brother tapping on his phone screen and knew he was closing the piercings on her breasts. She hurriedly said coquettishly, “Brother, can you squeeze out a bit more? It still feels a bit swollen. It might affect my performance on the exam today.”
Usually, when her milk swelled to the point of pain, begging Ji Youxi in the dorm was useless. And her close friend Shaowan, without Youxi’s permission, simply didn’t dare to open her piercingsζ θͺ (on her own initiative).
Every time this happened, Yang Mengyao felt extremely wronged because, although the breasts were on her body, they didn’t belong to her.
Finally, seeing Yaoyao’s face full of discomfort, suffering through the torment, Xiao Shaowan couldn’t bear it and secretly sent a message to Yang Haoran.
Because it was the female dormitory, Yang Haoran couldn’t enter. He had to call his girlfriend Ji Youxi to discuss it because he knew that Ji Youxi, unlike him, showed little mercy to her playthings, which was why Wan Nu (likely Shaowan) feared her.
Yang Haoran had promised his girlfriend Ji Youxi that Yaoyao would be under her management. Now, calling to discuss this put him on shaky ground. Finally, helpless, he had to agree to his girlfriend Ji Youxi’s demands, admit defeat, andεδΊε₯³εδΈηͺ (coax his girlfriend properly) before the matter was resolved.
After that incident, Yang Haoran realized belatedly that Youxi wanting control over Yaoyao wasn’t just about gaining leverage over his mother; she also wanted to kill two birds with one stone and gain leverage over him.
But Yang Haoran had no choice. Initially, it was by agreeing to his girlfriend Ji Youxi’s demands that the two had officially confirmed their relationship. Otherwise, they would have parted ways.
Later, he regretted it, unable to bear the thought of his mother being trained by his girlfriend. Ji Youxi took a step back, and the result was that Yaoy