Celestia Gets a Milking

>slosh slosh slosh
>You recognize that noise.
>It's the sound of the jiggling of Mom's breasts, her engorged pus-filled tits sloshing along, full of blood and god-knows what
>Every day you try to tell her it's not milk, that she can't be lactating because she's not pregnant
>She doesn't believe you, even though her "milk" is thin and yellow-green.
>Sometimes you see blood and small clots of flesh leaking out
>She has to wear stickers over her nipples to keep it all in, her breasts literal water balloons of infection
>"Hey, 'Nonny-bear. Ready to drink some of mama's milk?"

"Mom, please. You know it's not milk. It's never been milk. The last time you lactated I was a toddler. I'm not going to drink your rancid tit-pus again."
>Her eyes narrow at your response, a glare playing across her face.
>"How dare you? You're going to drink my milk right now, Anon Y'mous Celestial-Skies. I can't believe you have the gall to talk back to your mother like that."
>She carefully peels off the nipple stickers, revealing her red, swollen tits to you
>Her nipples are cracked and bleeding, and you can see a sweaty rash on the underside of her boob
>Blood slowly trickles out of her nipple
>A clump falls out
>You begin to sweat

>You sigh, resigning yourself to your fate.
>Kneeling down so your face is equal to her chest, you begin to suckle
>Her sensitive nipples are engorged even further by your swirling tongue
>She lets out a quiet moan and rubs her clit, occasionally bucking into you
>Her 'milk' empties into your mouth, tasting of anchovie paste, bile, and blood.
>You gag, the taste of vomit thick in your mouth from both ends
>Your mother attempts to palm your dick, but nothing can get you hard right now
>You feel like you're drinking liquid shit, and it tastes like you are, too.
>If you hadn't been drinking death in a liquid form you'd be able to taste your own shame and disgust.
>Your mother lets out a screaming moan, her orgasm hitting her like a train.
>She reaches up to squeeze her breast, and another clump falls into your mouth, along with a thicker stream of pus and blood.
>"You like that, baby?"