Hi, thank you for clicking on my prompt. 

Personally, I’m on the "rougher, darker" side of kinks and roleplays. I'm a huge sucker for non-con, abuse humiliation, etc. even though I don’t mind going for a more consensual play, I’m not particularly a fan of Vanilla. With that information on the table I’d like to propose a plot, which is open for some tweaking of course. Or, if you have any other plot you're dying to play out, please don't hesitate to contact me. I'm happy to think along!

Plot ❤️

The con had been a mistake.

That much was obvious the moment hands grabbed me from behind. Too fast, too rough, yanking me into a dimly lit service corridor between panel rooms. My Black Cat suit clung tight, leather creaking as I struggled, but whoever had me was stronger, their grip slick with sweat. The smell hit me first: stale energy drinks, body odor, the plastic tang of unwashed anime figures stuffed in a backpack.  

"Look what wandered in," a voice wheezed. Fat. Out of breath. The kind of guy who’d spent more hours arguing about Spider-Man’s canon than he had touching grass. His fingers dug into my hips, pinning me against the concrete wall. Behind him, two more figures blocked the exit. Same stained T-shirts, same hungry eyes. "Think she knows what her real purpose is?"  

One of them laughed, high-pitched and nervous. A syringe gleamed in the flickering fluorescent light. "Cats gotta lactate, right? Otherwise, what’s the point?"  

The needle stung. Something cold flooded my veins, and almost immediately, my chest ached, swelled, skin stretching tight beneath the zipper of my suit. I gasped as the pressure built, milk beading at my nipples, soaking through the thin material.  

"Better," the first one grunted, pawing at me. "Now you’re useful."  

The second one didn’t waste time. His fingers hooked under my zipper, yanking it down just enough to expose the swollen curve of my 20 year-old breasts, already slick with leaking milk. The third guy, Christ, there were three of them, stepped closer, pressing a second syringe against my trembling skin. "Double dose," he murmured, pushing the plunger deep. "Make sure she’s dripping."  

The heat spread faster this time, my tits throbbing under their greedy hands. I could feel the milk pooling, dripping down my ribs, staining the suit darker. One of them leaned in, tongue dragging across my nipple, slurping messily. "Tastes like strawberry," he announced, grinning. "Probably the artificial shit they put in the mix."  

The first guy, the leader? grabbed my chin, forcing my gaze up. "You’re gonna stay right here," he said, breath hot and sour. "Until we’re done with you." Another needle clicked into place. "And if you scream?" He tapped the syringe against my lip. "We’ll just add more."  

Behind them, the distant hum of the convention carried on, cosplayers laughing, panels starting, vendors shouting. No one was coming.  

(Happy to swap Black Cat for any character who deserves swollen, milky tits, just tell me who you want leaking. Harley Quinn? Power Girl, perhaps Magik dragged into the wrong alley? I’m flexible. And so are the syringes for more fun side effects.)

Information

Alright, that’s about it. I’m happy to change aspects or even create other plots. Point is, I’m open for a lot of kinks. in my opinion this plot can get as extreme and dark as possible, within the guidelines of course, yet I have to find the right partner.

Also, a little about myself to wrap this entire thing up. I’m a detailed writer, writing around 2-3+ paragraphs. I have many kinks and I'm happy to explore more.

Hope to see you soon. Kisses\~

[F4M] [F4F] CalciumCon: Black Cat’s forced lactation (cosplay)