Happy Valentines, everyone!

This segment might not be a Valentines' special, but I'm hopeful it'll still tickle your fancy! This one contains breast expansion and milky goodness.

Enjoy!


#28: Fresh Milk – Morgana, Lulu, Orianna

Lulu hummed a strange tune as she hopped and skipped down the street in downtown Noxus, followed closely by her fairy Pix and a floating golden ball. The ball had a strange mechanical eye in its center that seemed to watch Lulu as it circled her. Lulu, on the other hand, paid no attention to it, her eyes focused on a shop at the end of the street.

The purple-haired Yordle made a gasp of delight as she looked through the window of the store, Sinful Succulence. Sitting in display cases were various cakes and muffins waiting to be consumed. And to Lulu's delight, no one else seemed to be in the store.

Immediately Lulu sped through a small door meant for Yordles, and sought to consume a particularly tasty-looking chocolate brownie. Before she could bite down on it, however, the ball that had been floating behind her suddenly released a small periscope that bumped the back of her head, making Lulu yelp in surprise as the brownie fell back onto its plate.

"Ow! Hey, that was rude!" Lulu said in indignation.

The door rang as it was opened and another curious figure entered the bakery: a girl made completely of metal and gears. Her glowing eyes were fixed on Lulu, whose face turned to one of obvious guilt.

"You must first pay for that, Lulu," said Orianna in her usual robotic tone. "You cannot eat it if you do not first buy it."

Groaning, Lulu nodded in understanding as she walked toward the counter. Orianna had been asked to keep an eye on the Fae Sorceress, and keep her from getting into trouble. To Lulu, however, the Lady of Clockwork was a total killjoy.

Upon reaching the counter, Lulu realized she was too short to reach it. She made a short 'Ahem' to Orianna, prompting the robot to pick her up, allowing Lulu to ring a small bell on the counter before putting her back on the floor.

Seconds later, however, the two heard a loud crash coming from the back of the store, and the sound of broken pottery, followed by various unintelligible curses.

Without a word, Lulu and Pix made their way behind the counter before Orianna could protest. Orianna followed shortly, the Yordle clearly not listening to her concern.

In the back of the store, Lulu made a short 'whoa…' upon seeing the kitchen. It was filled with jugs and pitchers of ingredients, with a large stove that made the whole room sweltering hot. On the floor, however, there was a large white puddle and several broken pieces of a clay pitcher.

Standing before this puddle, furious at her own clumsiness, was Morgana, dressed in an apron that had been soaked by something.

"Damn it all! That was my last batch too!" Morgana cursed. Then, noticing Lulu and Pix, but not quite realizing who they were, Morgana spat, "Who let you two back here?! Customers aren't allowed back – H-Huh? Lulu? Orianna?"

"Hi, Miss Morgana!" Lulu said cheerfully, completely ignoring Morgana's earlier ire. "Pix and I were looking to buy some sweets, but you weren't at the counter. So we came to find you."

"Is there something wrong, Miss Morgana?" asked Orianna. "You appear to have dropped something."

Recollecting herself, Morgana scowled and said, "That was my last batch of Poro milk. I was hoping it'd be enough to get me through today, but now it's useless! Ugh, and I was going to make a whole batch of my Devil Dip Cookies with that."

Gasping in shock, Lulu said, "Those are my favorite! Pix, what are we going to do?!"

The fairy simply gave a shrug, making Lulu puff her cheeks in annoyance.

"That sounds like a considerable dilemma," said Orianna. "Is there any way we can help?"

"It's not your problem, but I thank you for your offer. What are you doing here with Lulu, anyway?"

"I was asked to supervise her for the day."

"I see." Sighing, Morgana then said, "I'll worry about this later. You wanted to buy something?"

"I really wanted some of those cookies…"

Groaning, Morgana said, "Well, I'm sorry, but I won't have any today. The milk is a key ingredient and I simply can't make them without it."

"Can you not go and buy more?" asked Orianna.

"I could, but I can't spare the time when I have to be running the shop. I'll just have to make do with–"

"I got it!" Lulu exclaimed loudly.

Both Orianna and Morgana looked at Lulu in confusion as the Yordle materialized her wand.

"Miss Morgana, could you hold still for a moment?" Lulu asked with a cheeky smile.

"Huh? What are you–"

"Tremendo!"

Morgana yelped in surprise as Lulu's spell hit her square in the chest, a brief shock making her stagger.

"W-What did you do that for?!" Morgana snapped.

Suddenly, Morgana felt her chest tightening, and with a short gasp she realized what Lulu had cast on her. Looking down, she saw her already-busty chest beginning to swell, quickly snapping the thin strings of her apron. The apron fell around her exposed waist as her breasts began to stretch her armored brassiere, which already had enough trouble containing her tits at their regular size. Morgana quickly reached behind her for the clasp of her bra, which was beginning to dig into her skin. Finally, Morgana managed to release the clasp, which caused her bra to be launched away from her and onto a nearby kitchen counter.

Lulu giggled playfully as Morgana's chest continued to expand, much to the dark angel's dismay. After a minute or so, her breasts stopped their growth, each now almost as large as Lulu was. Stumbling from the weight, Morgana was forced to set her humungous tits down on her baking table, shoving aside various baking tools in the process.

"Oh wow, you're almost as big as the Cow Lady!" said Lulu.

"Y-You little imp! I'll incinerate you for this!" Morgana hissed furiously.

The angel's tone quickly made Lulu and Pix recoil in terror as black magic began to stir around Morgana's outstretched hand. Orianna, on the other hand, positioned herself to defend Lulu if Morgana were to turn violent.

Then Lulu began to cry, something that made Morgana hesitate.

"I-I just wanted to help…" Lulu sobbed. "Y-You said you needed milk, so I thought you could use your own…"

"W-What?" Morgana asked in confusion. "What are you talking abo– Aaaahhnn!"

Morgana moaned in unexpected pleasure as she accidentally brought a hand down on one of her enormous tits, the simple touch making her nerves go wild. Looking down at her chest, Morgana made an aroused wail as she saw her nipples begin to lactate.

"Oh my…" said Orianna, though Morgana wasn't sure the robot could 'feel' surprised. "You appear to be lactating, Miss Morgana."

Morgana paused, and then said, "I suppose I am…" Sighing loudly, she then said, "I guess this could work… But I can't have all of this just dripping on the floor."

Lulu tapped her cheek as she pondered for a moment. Then, snapping her fingers, she turned to Orianna and said, "Miss Robot, you could help her! Do that thing you did back at the nursery!"

"Huh? What's she talking about?" asked Morgana.

"Yes. That would work," Orianna replied to Lulu. Then, turning back to Morgana, she said, "Miss Morgana, shall I assist you in collecting your breast milk?"

Flustered that she would ever be asked such a question, Morgana nevertheless said, "I… I guess so."

Nodding, Orianna turned to her Ball, gazing directly into its eye. Morgana had seen this behavior before; it was Orianna's means of transmitting instructions to the Ball.

The Ball then floated over in front of Morgana's enlarged chest, where it opened up to reveal a number of hidden gadgets. From those gadgets came a pair of narrow tubes ending in what were clearly breast pumps, both which latched themselves onto Morgana's swollen nipples. A third tube extended out behind the Ball, hovering over an empty pitcher that Orianna took off a nearby shelf and placed on the ground.

"You may experience some discomfort, Miss Morgana," said Orianna.

Before Morgana could ask, the pumps began to suck her breasts. Morgana moaned loudly in surprise as milk began spewing out of her tits, flowing quickly through the tubing of the Ball and soon streaming out into the pitcher on the floor. The angel's face was beet red from this, making her feel like a cow. It was all quite mortifying for her.

A minute later, Morgana felt the pumps suddenly stop. She looked to Orianna and asked, "W-Why'd you stop?"

"We have already filled a pitcher to full, Miss Morgana," Orianna answered. "You appear to have a considerable amount of milk remaining. We will require several pitchers to contain it all."

Orianna took a moment to bring several more empty pitchers to the ground, lining them up so the Ball could switch between them with ease. As she set the first of the new batch down, the pumping continued, and Morgana continued to moan as her tits were sucked.

"Ooh, you really are like the Cow Lady!" said Lulu.

"I-I am not a cow, you little urchin!" Morgana snapped. "How dare you call me tha– WHAGH!?"

Morgana suddenly yelped as Orianna's cold steel hands began to rub and squeeze her enormous tits. Morgana tried to reach for Orianna's hands to make her stop, but Orianna seized her wrists first.

"Please allow me to massage your breasts, Miss Morgana," said Orianna. "It will speed up the process."

Morgana pondered the request for a moment, and then pulled her hands back as she said, "J-Just try not to be too rough, will you?"

"Understood."

Morgana's moans continued as Orianna and the Ball continued milking her. The jolts of discomfort were soon changing to twinges of pleasure, so much so that Morgana almost found herself fingering her slit as Orianna groped her.

"W-Where'd you learn to do this?" Morgana asked Orianna. "A-And why does your Ball thingy have those pumps built into it?"

Tilting her head as though unsure why Morgana was confused, Orianna answered, "I often volunteer in the maternity ward at Piltover Civic Hospital. Some mothers there have difficulty breast-feeding their babies."

"Uh… oh…" Morgana didn't have anything to say about Orianna's answer.

Suddenly, Morgana heard the doorbell ringing, and stopped her cries cold. A customer had come in. Terrified that someone else would learn of her predicament, Morgana brought a hand to her mouth to silence her cries. Her face turned an even brighter red.

"Miss Morgana?" Orianna asked obliviously. "Is something wro–"

"SHH! SHH! SHH! Be quiet!" Morgana hissed silently.

"Why must I be quiet?" asked Orianna, clearly not understanding. "What is the matter?"

Morgana continued to silently try and make Orianna shut up, but the robot girl seemed not to understand the message.

Then, to her horror, she heard Lulu from the front counter. "Hi, Fish Lady! What are you doing here today?"

"Oh, hi Lulu," said a familiar voice. Nami.

Morgana's heart sank. Nami was one of her frequent customers and had a pretty large tab going. If she saw her like this, she'd never hear the end of it. Worse, Nami would be able to extort her from it, and she'd lose all the money Nami owed her.

"I'm just here to drop something off for Morgana. I really owe her on that tab."

"Huh? What's a tab?" asked Lulu, clearly confused.

"It just means I owe her money. This bag should have enough to cover it."

Morgana heard a rustling of something like glass or metal, but it clearly wasn't coin. She couldn't see what it was from the kitchen, though.

"Ooh, they're so pretty!" said Lulu.

"I know, right? These seashells go for a good price on the markets around here. They should be more than enough to cover what I owe her."

Morgana almost scoffed at this. Seashells?! What was she going to do with those?

"Anyhow, do you know where Morgana is, Lulu?"

Morgana's heart almost froze.

"Oh, she's out at the moment," said Lulu. "But I'll tell her you were here, Fish Lady!"

"Uh, thanks…" said Nami. "Oh, and can I have one Krug Krumpet to go?"

"Sure thing, Fish Lady!"

"Thanks. See you later, Lulu!"

With another ring of the doorbell, Morgana sighed in relief as Nami left.

...

It took Orianna another twenty minutes to fully milk Morgana's breasts, after which they had thankfully reverted to their former size. She now had more than ten full jugs of her breast milk waiting in her fridge, and had used one to try making a batch of Devil Dip Cookies.

The smell of chocolate wafted into Lulu's nostrils as Morgana emerged from the kitchen with a platter of cookies, her face still holding a blush of embarrassment from the whole ordeal.

"Here we are, Lulu," said Morgana. "I suppose since you started this whole thing, you get to taste test them."

"Really?! Yay!"

Without hesitation, Lulu darted up, snatched a cookie from the plate, and chomped down on it. Morgana watched the Yordle's face, hoping the cookie wouldn't be poisonous or foul.

To her surprise, Lulu's face turned to one of complete delight. "It's DELICIOUS! It tastes like… like chocolate purple!"

"H-Huh?" Morgana could never understand what Lulu meant by that.

As Lulu continued to wolf down her cookie, Morgana decided to take a chance and bit into one herself. Her face lit up in surprise.

"T-This is… These are far better than my usual ones!"

Looking back at the tray, Morgana noticed that Lulu had swiped several more cookies and was now filling her mouth with them, not even taking the time to swallow.

"Miss Lulu, please slow down," said Orianna. "You might choke if you don't swallow."

"Oh, but they're so good!" said Lulu. "Miss Morgana's milk really makes them good! Try one, Miss Robot!"

"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I don't have taste buds."

"Huh? What're those?"

Morgana ignored the conversation as she sampled her own new creation. She knew she could make a fortune off these new cookies.

The only problem was what went into them… and whether Morgana was willing to endure being milked again for it…


Oh Lulu, you and your Hugeifying shenanigans.

I finally managed to get Orianna into this. You wouldn't believe how hard it is to write her character believably. I was originally going to pair her with Ahri, but couldn't get it to work. I'll have to pair Ahri with someone else in the near future.

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