Mad Cow Titties: Chapter One: Outbreak
"Good evening, I am Lisa Lavender reporting live from Vale." A young woman announced into the camera, her short white hair framed her soft face as her amber coloured eyes focused on the teleprompter. "We are currently four months into what experts have deemed as the Vaccafication Disease 82 Pandemic, but has more commonly been referred to as either VACCAD or the "holstaur" pandemic."
Lisa shifted uncomfortably and resisted the urge to tug at her blouse before continuing with the report.
"At the time of reporting the disease continues to be incredibly infectious, but only affects females. As of today the Centre for Vale Disease Control, CVDC, estimates that as many as one in five may be infected and are warning women to take extra precautions if they must go outside. These are to mask up, wash your hands and sanitise, wear gloves, isolate yourself if at all possible and avoid all dairy products."
Lisa winced slightly as she straightened her shirt.
"The virus has an eight week life cycle, if you develop any of the following symptoms, please contact the CVDC and self-isolate. These symptoms are: soreness in the breast tissue…"
Velvet was annoyed.
Which was rare. Most people who knew Velvet would have described her as being a very gentle and patient young woman. A woman, who despite being in her final year at Beacon still blanched at confronting her various bullies, or indeed, any personal confrontation.
Hell she could barely go up to the barista to tell them that they got her drink wrong.
So for her to be properly agitated. Well that was actually something.
"Oh Gods! Right there Yang! Right fucking there!"
And that something was her team leader Coco Adel and her current flavour of the month, Yang Xiao-Long fucking in their shared dormitories in Atlas.
Again.
Keeping the rest of the team, her, her boyfriend Yatsuhashi and Fox out of the room while she and the blonde bimbo of Team RWBY did whatever they wanted in their shared spaces.
"They're doing it again?" Yatsu asked, the deep timbre of his voice was tinged with exasperation. Also a rather unique experience for anyone who knew the patient giant.
"Again." Velvet humphed, left foot thumping repeatedly against the stainless steel of the Atlas Hunters dorms, her long, chocolate brown ears flat against her head.
"More! Come on! More! Work that tongue!"
Yatsu sighed as he wrapped a massive arm around her and pulled her tight. "Coco's… Well…"
"You mean Yang is working through her on and off again cycle of break-up, make-up, fight, hate sex with Belladonna and Coco's taking advantage of Yang tryin' to make Belladonna jealous." Velvet finished for him sourly, her left foot thumped against the floor, punctuating her statement.
"Velvet, come on," Yatsu tried to placate her, squeezing her tighter. "You got to give her a bit of a break."
"It's the fifth time in three days!" Velvet snapped back, "what about me? Don't I get to spend some alone time with you?" She reached over and placed her hand on his crotch. "And don't tell me that you aren't getting pent up too!"
"Velvet!" Yatsu yelped, turning red and looking around to see if anyone was watching. Thankfully the hallway was deserted. Most of the students were attending the Vytal Tournament and festivities.
"Oh don't be like that!" Velvet thumped her foot against the floor again. "I'm getting tired of this!"
She tossed her long brown hair and looked up at him fiercely. Her wide brown eyes narrowed in determination as her left foot thumped against the cold floor.
Just then the door opened and Yang Xiao-Long, her mane of blonde hair a mess, her shirt inside out, missing her bra, stumbled out. She gave the two of them a quick wink and a blown kiss as she walked down the hall, absolutely reeking of sex.
Velvet was just about to call Yang back, give her a piece of her mind when Coco, looking just as dishevelled, even though she was not even wearing clothes stood in the doorway to see her off.
"Oh Bun, Yatsu… You guys just get back?" She asked, smiling as she tried to manage her hair back into some sort of presentable style.
"Well then, let me take a shower and we'll grab Fox and go for dinner then!" Coco said, not even waiting for an answer. "Just give me ten minutes."
With that she shut the door on them again. Leaving them alone in the hallway.
That was it! Velvet fumed as her left foot went wild, thumping aggressively against the floor as Yatsu looked on at her, concern in his soft brown eyes. No one. Not even Coco Adel clam jammed Velvet Scarlatina!
Blake eyed Velvet suspiciously. It wasn't overly often that one would find themselves trapped in the library with the normally timid rabbit faunus. But here she was. In the corner of the back room, with the normally nervous and gentle Velvet scowling at her like she had insulted her camera work.
"Velvet." Blake said wearily as she eyed the escape routes, calculating the chances of escape.
"Why did you and Yang break up?" Velvet was direct and blunt.
"I fail to see how that is any of your business." Blake snapped back and moved to push her out of the way. Only to be stopped by a photocopy of her own weapon Gambol Shroud wrapping around her wrists and securing her to the chair.
"You are not going anywhere Belladonna." Velvet hissed as she quickly secured the black haired cat faunus. "Not until you tell me why you and that blonde bimbo Xiao-Long keep breaking up."
"What's it to you? Huh?" Blake snapped back, pulling at the ribbon. "That's our business not yours."
"It IS my business when your little lover quarrels end up with Xiao-Long shacking up with Coco and they spend the next several weeks clam jamming me and Yatsu. I haven't had my fill of my giant for the past several days so I swear if you don't help me get to the bottom of this I'm going to post this onto the school website for everyone to read!"
Velvet reached behind her and pulled out the pink coloured notebook. Blake felt her eyes go wide at the sight of one of her most secret treasures. The notebook that contained all the erotic fanfiction of her favourite franchise. Ninjas of Love.
Especially the ones she had based on her and Yang.
"You wouldn't." Blake nearly cried as she struggled to break free.
"I would" Velvet taunted, opening the book and taking a shot of the page with her camera. "Now talk!"
Blake sighed irritably. "Fine..."
She lowered her head and took a breath. "We broke up because she won't lactate."
Velvet blinked. Then blinked again.
"What?"
"I said we broke up because she won't lactate… You see… when I was… with my previous girlfriend, she was a cow faunus who, well… lactated. And I got to drink her milk." Blake sighed dreamily, "can you imagine it Velvet? All that milk right at your fingertips? All you have to do is suckle a little bit and you get all the milk that you could ever want."
Blake's shoulders slumped. "Then we broke up and I came to Beacon. Made friends hooked up with Yang and well… Her boobs are almost as big as Eve's and I thought…"
"She could produce milk as well." Velvet finished for her as she eyed Blake wearily. Idly wondering if Blake thought that she too could produce milk just based off of her own breast size.
Blake nodded miserably. "I've tried to convince her several times to take this dust Eve used to take to help with her milk produc-"
"Dust?" Velvet interrupted. "She used Dust?"
Blake nodded fervently, her eyes shining with the madness of the truly enlightened. "Yes! She would take it at night and by morning her tits would be producing some of the most wonderful milk you will have ever tasted! Creamy and sweet! Rich and soooo filling!"
Her head lowered, tears filling her amber eyes. "But Yang wouldn't take it! She'd say I was weird, or that she didn't want her boobs leaking or whatever else. We'd fight, we'd break up…"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Velvet interrupted again, waving her hand, "We all know this story. So tell me. Where is this Dust now?"
Blake eyed her wearily. "If I give it to you, you'll give me back my book?"
Velvet nodded. "And delete the picture I took. And just to show you that this is in good faith."
She made a show of deleting the picture. "So we have a deal?"
Blake nodded sadly. Her dreams of a Xiao-Long with milk leaking from her tits now thoroughly buried.
"Yeah… now please? Untie me? And give me back my fanfiction!"
Velvet smirked as Coco downed her second mocha of the day as Team CFVY watched the second round of the Vytal semi-finals from the benches, cheering on Ruby and Yang as they squared off against Sun and Neptune.
Truth to be told, Velvet wasn't overly interested in the fight, Ruby and Yang had that squared away. She was far more interested in seeing what the effects of Blake's Dust, which Velvet had mixed into Coco mochas, would have on their fashionista leader.
Well… It wasn't entirely Blake's Dust anymore.
Velvet had conducted her own… slight modifications and additions to the black and white spotted Dust crystals that Blake had given her in exchange for the notebook. Most specifically she had mixed it with a pinch of Gravity Dust.
Blake had told Velvet that the effects usually wore off in a day or so and that just wasn't good enough for her. No Velvet and Yatsu would need a week. A week all to themselves and his beautiful cock in her eager pussy.
And knowing Coco as the incredibly vain woman that she was, Velvet knew that she would NEVER be seen if her tits would accidently spring a leak, as it were, and ruin the outrageously expensive bra that she would be wearing.
"Somethings off about the coffee…" Coco complained, as she sniffed slightly. "I think I'm coming down with a bit of a cold."
Yatsu looked over at her, his brow furrowing in concern. "You're not looking that great. Maybe you should get some rest."
"Nah!" Coco admonished him, waving her hand. "It's just a cold…"
She sniffed heavily and blew into her spare kerchief. "Though if it keeps up like this, Bun-Bun or Fox is gonna have to take my place."
She sneezed again just as Yang punched Neptune into the air and out of the ring, allowing the two sisters to gang up on Sun who tried to retreat to a more advantageous position.
"Well, we'll see how I'm feeling tomorrow." Coco groaned as she sneezed again. "I should be fine."
Coco wasn't fine and for the next week, had stayed in bed. Often issuing orders and demanding her team to bring her tea, soup and hot brandy to get over the foul scourge of the common cold. What was more, to Velvet's frustration, the Dust seemed to have had no effect.
There was no complaining, which itself was odd. When something went wrong, or was involved in messing up Coco's extravagantly expensive wardrobe, it would be the subject of her wrath and indeed the other members' misery, for an extensive period of time.
Velvet still remembered when a Beowulf had torn Coco's shirt in their first year, causing the woman to go on a three day rampage, almost single handedly whipping out the Grimm nest they had been tasked by Professor Goodwitch to wipe out. Fox, Velvet and Yatsu had then spent the next several hours after returning to Beacon, listening to Coco swear bloody vengeance while they, under Coco's direction, emptied her vast closet of stupidly overpriced garments and helped to replace them from ordered articles from the Adel catalogue.
And other than the complaints about the cold and a little later, sore boobs, there had been nothing. No leaks. No complaints about ruined bras. No milk.
While Velvet was slightly disappointed that the Dust had been a dud, the fact that Coco had been sick and therefore unwilling to invite her bimbo side piece over for a romp, had proven more than an adequate consolation prize. She and Yatsu had a very nice night out on the town and finally had satisfied her needs.
As an additional bonus, Coco was not around to tease her about her sore and jellied legs after riding her man for several hours and possibly breaking a bed or three.
A second week had passed, the Invincible Girl had claimed her second Vytal title, knocking out Yang in the finals. The blond moron of Team JNPR still didn't know that the redheaded Goddess of Victory was pinning for him, Yang and Blake had gotten back together only to break up; again. While Ruby and the Heiress played damage control to the best of their abilities.
All was right in the world and Velvet had almost completely forgotten about the disappointment that had been Blake's Lactation Dust. In fact she had returned what was left of the dozen or so crystals back to her a few days ago, with an apology and several days worth of tuna.
That was until a fateful day in the change room after a long workout.
"I think my tits got bigger." Coco remarked to her as she struggled to put her bra on after their workout.
"What?" Velvet asked, turning to her, her rabbit ears standing straight.
"Yep… definitely bigger." Coco hissed in annoyance as she tossed the bra aside. She turned back towards Velvet, cupping her breasts and squeezed them together. "See what I mean Bun? I think they're almost as big as Yang's."
Now that she mentioned it… Coco's breasts, which had been moderately sized, had indeed grown. By at least a cup maybe two by Velvet's estimation. Could it be that the Dust…
Nah. Velvet shook her head. It couldn't be. It was probably just a late growth spurt, or so she had managed to convince herself. As Coco ranted about having to order another bra to replace the one that no longer fit.
And that would have been it… Until a week later Coco took her aside, into an empty washroom.
"Bun… I'm leaking!" Coco hissed when she was sure they were alone.
"What?" Velvet asked, her ears standing up straight.
"I'm fucking leaking." Coco said again, looking around before pulling her shirt off and unclasping her bra. "Yang came over looking for some fun now that she and Kitty-cat are on a break again. We're going pretty heavy and she starts sucking on my tits when she pulls back and…"
Coco squeezed her now larger breasts and to Velvet's utter shock, a dark brown liquid dripped from her puffy, pink nipples.
"She says it taste like mocha!" Coco almost screeched. "Fucking MOCHA!"
Velvet couldn't help herself, her left leg began to thump.
"Are… are you… ya know?" Velvet started hesitantly, already knowing the answer.
"No! I mean… you know I don't mind dick, but come on Bun." Coco said, tucking her boobs away back under her shirt. "With the girls around here, who has time for dick?"
That was the last thing Velvet had wanted to hear… Maybe the Gravity Dust had stretched out the time for the Lactation Dust to activate? Yeah that was reasonable. Velvet let out a breath, there was a positive to this, she would send Coco to the infirmary which would free up their dorms for a few days maybe a week.
Yeah, yeah. Sure her plan to spend time with Yatsu may have been delayed by a week or three, but now? Now she and her giant could have all the time they wanted. Fox would understand.
"Maybe it's best you go see a doctor." Velvet ventured, careful to contain her excitement.
"You're probably right Bun." Coco nodded as she pulled her into a hug. "I've already ruined another bra. I don't want to ruin any more."
Sadly the peace did not last.
While Velvet and Yatsu were able to enjoy a night or two alone in the comfort of each other's company; by the week after not only had Coco seemingly recovered from the shock that she was lactating a mocha tasting liquid, but her sexual appetite had, if anything, increased.
Where once Coco may have kicked her team out, once or twice over a couple of days with her new girlfriend. It had now become a constant thing. And not just Yang, but even inviting Fox, who had politely refused and made himself scarce. But also one of the jerks from Team CRDL!
Though to their credit, they had sensed something was wrong and had taken a ten week mission into the mountains to get away from the now seemingly insatiable Coco Adel.
It was quickly becoming almost impossible to live with her, as the week after that not only was Coco regularly bedding Yang at least twice if not three times a day, not only had she made a pass at both her and Yatsu, but now she was complaining that her hips and butt had flared out! Ruining another small country's GDP worth of garments!
But worst of all, Velvet knew who was to blame. Knew what was to blame.
And all Velvet could wonder, as her foot thumped, thumped, thumped against the floor as to what would happen next.
A week later was the most drastic change yet.
Velvet was woken up by a scream, as a naked Coco burst out of their dorm washroom.
"A tail! I have a tail!" Coco cried, as she pointed to the short tail that had sprouted from her tail-bone.
"And horns." Yatsu, being rather unhelpful, said as he pointed to the small nubs growing out the side of her head.
Coco screamed again as her hands flew to her head as though trying to hide them from view.
"This can't be happening, this can't be happening!" She wailed as her breasts began to leak the warm brown liquid from her puffy nipples. "Oh Gods I'm sore… and I'm growing horns! Please Bun, Yatsu! You… gotta help me…"
"Uh… what, do you need us to do?" Velvet asked cautiously as she moved closer to give her team leader a comforting hug.
"Can… Can you milk me? Please?" Coco sobbed. "It's hurtin' a lot. Please Bun? Please?"
"Where's Yang? Why can't she do it?" Velvet asked carefully, even as the faint smell of mocha began to fill the dorm.
"She gone with RWBY… I dunno where she is." Coco whimpered, as she pawed at her tits. "Please Bun-Bun? Please?"
Velvet wanted to say no. She really did.
But she was also well… responsible for Coco's current state.
She looked to Yatsu who held his hands up as though to say he didn't know what to do.
Velvet let out a breath. "Okay. Yatsu get me a pan, or a bucket or something. Coco, do, uh, do what you need to get comfortable."
A scant half-minute later Coco was kneeling over a large sauce pan Yatsu had taken from the kitchen, gripping a chair.
"Please hurry Bun-Bun. Like, its really, really startin' ta hurt." Coco whined.
Slowly Velvet reached down and hefted Coco's large, heavy tits, marvelling at the feeling of them in her hand. Gently she began to squeeze and massage them and was soon rewarded by the tell-tale sound of liquid dripping into the metal pan.
"Oh that, like, feels sooooo good." Coco sighed, "More Bun. Like… please more."
Velvet squeezed them again, dragging her hands down Coco's breast, marvelling as the brown, mocha coloured liquid squirted into the pan and the room filled with the fresh, heavenly scent of recently brewed mocha latte.
Velvet sped up her administrations, squeezing Coco's tits, even reaching down to tug at her nipples, as Coco sighed, panted and moaned appreciatively. Her hips seemed to roll with each gentle squeeze of her tits, her tail wagged eagerly and Velvet could see the juices dripping down from her eager sex with each and every squeeze.
"Oh! Sooo good Bun-Bun… you're sooo good, Imma… Imma gonna!" Coco panted before throwing back her head. "Mooooooooooo!"
"I… I think she just came." Yatsu said, stunned by the sight of his girlfriend milking his leader into an orgasm.
Velvet nodded as she squeezed out another squirt of mocha into the pan. "She did."
"Please! Please! I need it!" Coco begged as she lifted up her trembling hips. "Fuck me Yatsu. Fuck me Bun-Bun. Please!"
The room went quiet, save only for the desperate pleas from Coco for her to be fucked.
Velvet couldn't believe what she had heard. She looked at Yatsu who could only look back at her. She didn't know what possessed her to nod. But she did, maybe it was still the guilt that she had caused this. Maybe it was wanting to get some sort of revenge on her leader. Maybe because she had always held a small torch for the incredibly sexy Coco Adel.
But nod she did, even as she scooted over, even as she pulled down Yatsu's pants, even as she planted a kiss on his glorious, thick cock and helped to guide it into Coco's trembling pussy.
Velvet had to admit, watching her boyfriend rut another woman was hot. Watching as she struggled to take him as he plunged deeper and deeper into her needy cunt, her juices dripping down her trembling legs as Yatsu fucked her. Watching the knuckles on her hands turn white as she tried to desperately grip the chair, her overly large tits swinging with every thrust.
The scent of the mocha, the musk of their sex…
Velvet couldn't help herself. She pushed the saucepan out of the way, and crawled underneath Coco. She watched the bounce of her tits, almost mesmerised by the sway and their size before she latched onto one of the nipples and drank deep.
Velvet's eyes went wide.
Coco was not lying.
Sure it looked like mocha. It even smelled like mocha. But there was no denying the taste of the liquid that flowed into her mouth from Coco's tit. It was the best tasting mocha latte that Velvet had ever tasted.
She suckled greedily at Coco's tit, even as Yatsu sped up, the sound of flesh on flesh filling the dorm along with the scent of the mocha and the musk from the sex. It was… intoxicating. It wasn't long before Coco let out another long and loud moo. Her orgasm flowing almost like a river down her legs.
Yatsu did not stop. He continued to thrust into her, pushing deeper and deeper until he thrust as far as he could.
Velvet marvelled at the sight from beneath them. She could see the bulge in Coco's nethers. See where Yatsu cock was. See it as it deposited its load of hot semen into Coco's fertile womb.
Velvet gave Coco's now dry tit a final suckle before crawling out from under her. Pausing only to give the tired and thoroughly fucked woman a long and gentle kiss.
"Well… that was not what I was expecting." Yatsu panted as he pulled his cock from Coco's still twitching pussy. "So what now?"
What now indeed, Velvet thought as she took him in her mouth, cleaning him of Coco's juices. What now indeed.
The transformation did not stop.
It had been eight weeks since Velvet had given Coco the Lactation Dust infused mocha and Coco continued to change. Week seven saw the growth of fur on her legs, leading up to her thighs and her feet, once shoed only in expensive designer collections had become hooves.
There had also been a noticeable drop in poor Coco's short term and long term memory. Making her more impulsive as Velvet diplomatically put it. Someone more blunt or not as kind would have called Coco at this stage dumb.
Thankfully by week eight Coco had mostly recovered her intelligence, though by milking time it tended to drop. But that was manageable. Her tits continued to grow, now well past even Yang or Goodwitch's own impressive busts. This also correlated with a massive increase in well… mocha? Production? Lactation? It was confusing.
She had gone from producing anywhere from a litre to about five or six a day and needed on top of that, daily milking. Which also usually turned into a fucking session since Coco's already relatively high libido seemed to go into over drive.
Still Velvet had to admit, as she pushed her strapon into Coco's ass, gripping her happily waging tail, while she bounced up and down on Yatsu's massive cock, mooing happily as her friends, (owners?) fucked her. While her initial plan had not turned out the way she had envisioned it. This did have its own benefits.
They had milk.
And a hot holstaur, as Coco had come to call herself, to share with her boyfriend.
Even some of the other Huntresses had expressed admiration for Coco's new body… Or like poor Weiss Schnee, more than a hint of jealousy. Velvet couldn't help but grin as she eavesdropped on Team RWBY
"Damn have you seen her boobs?" Yang loudly whispered in the changing room one day, "I thought mine were impressive, though I'm going to miss sucking on those."
"Yannnnng." Ruby moaned embarrassedly, "I don't really wanna know what you and Coco were gettin' up to. And I'm sure that Blake doesn't wanna either. You two just got back together. Can you please try and keep the peace? Just for a bit?"
Yang laughed as Weiss muttered something about buxom bimbos as Coco strutted out of the change room, her hooves clicking against the floor, her ass swaying teasingly in the short jean shorts she now always wore.
"Uh you okay Yang?" Blake asked.
"Yeah… yeah 'm fine." Yang said, still a bit of a wince in her voice as she closed her locker door. "Boobs just feeling a tad sensitive today is all… Though if you are offerin' a massage there Kitty-cat…"
Could it be? Velvet thought for a second, then shook her head. Nah… Impossible.
