MilkshakeMachine Elsa

/Anna was so nice for believing in me, even though I had shut her out for all those years/, Elsa thought to herself as she sat in the throne room of her castle. She got up and put her finger on her chin. /I wish there was something I could do for her./ Elsa paced as she thought, nothing really coming to mind. After several minutes, as if by some kind of miracle, Anna and Kristoff walked by, talking about something that Elsa couldn't quite catch. She hurried to the door to listen.

“...I think that would be a great idea!” Anna practically shouted. “But we should have done that during the deep freeze; it would have been the perfect time to make milkshakes.”

“Are you sure?” Kristoff asked. “It takes more than just ice and milk to make a milkshake. It wouldn't be sweet enough.”

“Hmm, that's a good point.” Anna was quiet for a minute, thinking. “What if we added some sugar or sweets? That would give it some flavor.”

Kristoff just laughed. “I'm not entirely sure about that, but maybe we can try that when winter comes.”

Elsa couldn't hear any more of the conversation as they had moved away, but she had a great idea. She walked to the kitchen. “Maid, I'd like for several large boxes of candy delivered to my room. Use the leftover from the coronation.”

“Yes, Queen Elsa.” The maid bowed and scurried to the storeroom. Elsa returned to her room. Within minutes, the sweets were delivered and Elsa started eating as much as she could.

She had almost finished half a box when she started feeling sick and full, but she finished the box and started concentrating. She uncovered her breasts and started massaging them, willing cream to come out. It was several minutes of severe concentration and massaging when she finally felt something arising in her boob.

A white, thick substance came out and splattered on the floor. She tasted it to find that it was sweet and quenching. Covering her bosom, Elsa hurried to the door and called for Anna to come in, stating that there was a serious matter she wanted to discuss.

“What is it, sister?” Anna asked when she approached her sister.

“Could you...maybe come in here?” Elsa asked, keeping the door mostly closed from any prying eyes, even though it was pretty unlikely.

“Um, sure,” Anna replied, and Elsa yanked her into the room.

“There-there's something I want you to see...” Elsa asked, suddenly embarrassed about what she was going to do. Feeling like she was about to falter and abort, she ripped her dress off of her boobs again and started to massage her chest. Anna blushed.

“W-what are you doing?!” She cried, but Elsa quieted her.

“Just...unnn...watch this,” she muttered, uttering a slow moan. After a second the white substance came out again, splattering all over Anna, who gave a small yelp of surprise. “Taste it,” her sister goaded, and Anna did.

“Mmm, this is good!” Anna exclaimed to her sister. Elsa just smiled.

“There's plenty more where that came from,” she gasped as another splash of the sweet milkshake discharged. Anna lapped it up before finally just planting her mouth on her sister's bosom, to which Elsa let out another gasp. The sucking that her sister made felt really good, and seemed to be more effective than her hands.

Anna removed her mouth long enough to say, “Come on, you use your other one. This is delicious.” Taking her sister's advice, she lifted her unoccupied boob and started sucking on the nipple in an awkward pose.

They did this for several minutes, just sucking on the sweet nectar of Elsa's bosom before she went dry. There was a good portion on the floor, but the rest covered the girls in multiple places. The two of them were on their backs, facing the ceiling, their hands on their full stomachs.

“Hey sis,” Anna said, turning to face Elsa. “Can we do this again sometime?”

Elsa smiled. “Yes, of course.”