Made in The Lab [Silvy]

The milk flow resumed and Jessa fell asleep, cradling Poppy's head softly.

Poppy gave cute whimpers as she suckled and she slowly fell asleep, continuing to suckle.

Jessa slept peacefully, her milk-filled boobs resting against Poppy's face.

Poppy suckled harder in her sleep, a little too rough as a nightmare flooded her mind.

Jessa let out a whimper, her breast bruising.

Poppy whined loudly in her sleep, her nails dig into the mattress and she sucked harder, hard enough to probably wake her lover.

She woke up, yelping softly. She looked at Poppy and held her close, moving slightly.

Poppy instinctively switched breasts as Jessa moved, she sucked just as hard and she whined, trying to get as close as she could.

She fell back asleep, nuzzling close.

Poppy clutched the sheets and she eventually jumped awake, whimpering softly.

Jessa was sleeping peacefully, milk drizzled down her chest from Poppy's mouth.

Poppy looked over and purred softly, though her nightmare did frighten her.

She nuzzled close, snoring softly.

Poppy stood and walked around the house, she was about to get a glass of water before she suddenly felt sick, whining and accidently dropping the glass, she yelped and tried to clean it up.

Jessa stirred, starting to wake up.

Poppy cleaned the mess she made then she yelped again, though a lot louder, falling to the kitchen floor and she threw up the milk she drank from Jessa, she lay on her side and her mouth agape and her ears were back, she threw up again, practically laying in a pool of vomit on the kitchen floor.

Jessa woke up, feeling quite sick herself.

Poppy whined from the kitchen floor.

She forced herself not to throw up and limped into the kitchen floor. She whimpered and ran over before she cleaned Poppy up and brought her to the sink.

Poppy panted and clutched the counter, her fluffy ears pinned back.

Jessa whimpered, kissing Poppy's neck for comfort.

Eventually, the sick feeling Poppy had began passing, though she still didn't feel good.

Jessa took Poppy up to her bed. She stayed downstairs, being sick to herself.

Poppy whimpered and curled up under the covers, her tail between her legs and her ears back.

Jessa threw up a few times before eventually passing out.