Chapter 171: Dairy Cow
Chapter 171: Dairy Cow
Alraune’s milking continued, and Jaejin, held captive by her, was forced to ejaculate dozens of times into her mouth pussy.
Halfway through, perhaps trying to keep her promise, Alraune sat atop a large flower and savored Jaejin’s bound cock, sucking on it greedily.
She didn't seem to tire of it, spending hours devouring his semen as she sucked on his small dick.
While her pure gluttony and sexual desire were almost reassuring, Jaejin didn't feel entirely at ease; even though he had left the brothel, he felt as if he were still acting the part of a male prostitute.
However, despite his troubled mind, his cock knew no limits, sinking into pleasure as it repeatedly ejaculated.
As they moved within the nest, Jaejin, incessantly spurting semen, looked like a keg of beer being drained through a dispenser—a living semen tank.
Despite being treated as if his cock were worth more than his human rights, Jaejin kept his dick erect for Alraune, even finding himself looking forward to the next milking.
After a long time had passed and his corpus cavernosum had become painfully swollen from Alraune’s saliva and fluids, they finally arrived at a ranch.
"Haah...♡ It’s delicious...♡ I wonder if I should ask them to make the dairy products taste like this semen...♡"
Standing at the entrance of the ranch, Alraune finally set Jaejin down on the ground after several hours. But the moment his feet touched the earth, his strength failed him. Jaejin collapsed and ended up wetting himself, unable to hold back the urine he had suppressed for so long.
"Ah... don't look..."
Jaejin covered his face in shame, but Alraune looked down and watched every bit of it.
"Hmm~ You seem happy to be treated like a semen tank, but you're embarrassed by something like this~?"
"It—it’s not that... this is just dirty..."
Struck by the blunt truth, Jaejin was at a loss for words and could only scramble for excuses. But she didn't even pretend to listen, instead waving her hand at a woman approaching them.
"Hi there, Grisha~ I found a lost little stray, and I thought it would be best to leave him with you~♡"
"Oh my, a child like this was all alone in the forest? That must have been very dangerous. Are you alright, little one?"
The woman called Grisha walked slowly toward Jaejin. When he lifted his gaze from the ground, the first thing he saw were her bare feet walking through the grass.
Well-proportioned, plump legs and a patch of spotted fabric over her crotch barely covered her small but wide pelvis.
What caught his eye next was a piece of cloth that barely concealed her chest, revealing breasts that were undoubtedly the largest he had ever seen.
Slosh, slosh. With every step, they bounced freely yet maintained a firm elasticity that kept them from sagging. They were overwhelming.
Jaejin had known three women with the largest breasts: his lover and master Lena, the Archmage and Mari’s mother Sinclair, and Madam Liana of the brothel Shadow of Lilim. This woman’s size surpassed them all, leaving him in awe.
As the faint, milky scent filled his vision, he noticed a small, tinkling bell hanging around her neck.
With long, straight black hair flowing down, she had a gentle, cozy impression with eyes that were almost closed.
"A... Cow-girl...?"
"Oh my, you're a knowledgeable little one, aren't you? There are so many types of demi-humans that it's usually hard to tell them apart... How smart♡"
As Grisha stroked his head and praised him, Jaejin didn't know what to do and flushed a deep red.
He wanted to escape the situation immediately, but between wetting himself and the sudden appearance of a new person, he was too confused to act. He decided to just stay still and listen to their conversation.
"But Romi, it’s been a long time since you’ve brought a stray like this."
"I could tell just by looking at him~ This boy is the servant of some high-ranking people. There’s no point in me messing with him~"
"I suppose that makes sense... So, how long should I look after him?"
"I don't know either~? We just have to wait for his master to come find him. It probably won't take more than a few days, right~?"
From the way the conversation flowed, it seemed Alraune’s name—or perhaps a nickname—was Romi, and Jaejin was being entrusted to this cow-girl.
Though the journey had been harsh, Jaejin felt a sense of relief and gratitude that she had kept her promise.
Drip, drip. Perhaps because his tension had completely vanished, Jaejin ended up leaking again. Grisha gently patted him to comfort him.
"Oh dear, I'm sorry~ Romi and I must have been very scary, right? But it's okay. No one here will hurt you, little one♡"
She helped the collapsed Jaejin to his feet. Standing eye-to-eye with her, Grisha’s physique became even more apparent.
She was of average height, standing just under 160cm. However, her massive breasts were so large that Jaejin could have hugged them, and her short stature only served to emphasize their size.
And while Grisha was among the shortest of the women Jaejin knew, he still had to look up at her.
"Well then, I'll take this child to get washed up. Goodbye, Romi."
"Ah, right. That boy’s cock is tiny, but his semen is so delicious♡ So, make sure the next milk delivery tastes like that~"
"Yes, I'll do that."
Grisha gave a polite nod to Romi, who waved goodbye, and led Jaejin toward the inner part of the ranch.
The simple and warm scenery of the ranch provided a sense of comfort that made it hard to believe they were in the Forest of Illusion. Then again, since the forest itself was the size of a nation, it wasn't strange for such a place to exist.
The women known as Cow-girls were demi-humans derived from dairy cows. They formed communities centered around a few male Cow-men and ran a dairy business using the milk they produced year-round.
The leader of the community was usually a male Cow-man, who was born only rarely, but since the vast majority were female Cow-girls, the name for the species had become fixed as Cow-girl.
As he walked, Jaejin noticed that every Cow-girl he passed possessed breasts that surpassed even those of a Lust Demon. His eyes, entranced by the swaying mounds of flesh, drew giggles from the women.
And with the scent of overflowing breast flesh and the sweet, slightly milky smell that filled the ranch, Jaejin’s tiny, erect dick swayed as he walked.
"What is our smart little boy's name? This auntie's name is Grisha."
"Jae... Jaejin..."
Arriving at a stream flowing through the middle of the ranch, Jaejin held his breath as Grisha began to wash his body, scooping up water with a gourd.
Since he had a slime attached to him, he didn't really need to wash, but Jaejin’s mental state couldn't handle explaining that and reliving his disgrace.
As he let the water from the gourd soak his body, Jaejin tried his best not to focus on Grisha’s body. Her thin, rag-like clothes had become wet and translucent, clearly revealing her areolae.
He knew that if he started focusing on her breasts—which were at the very limit of the "huge" category—his sexual desire would run wild.
"Oh my, look at me. I was so distracted by how pretty your body is that I forgot♡"
Grisha clapped her hands and looked at Jaejin’s swollen dick. His already small cock, swollen to the point of looking like a turtle, was slowly becoming erect again from Grisha’s scent.
After checking its condition, Grisha lifted the cloth covering her right breast. As the breast, visible through the wet, transparent fabric, was fully revealed, Jaejin’s heart pounded.
"This auntie doesn't know any grand magic... but I can heal a pained body like this...♡"
Leaving behind Jaejin, who was starting to huff with excitement, she grabbed her exposed breast with both hands.
Supporting it from below with one hand and cupping it with the other, she pressed her nipple against Jaejin’s cock and slowly began to squeeze.
Squirt. Following the rhythm she controlled, the breast milk shot out and soaked his cock. The slightly viscous liquid poured over his dick repeatedly, and Jaejin stared at those massive breasts with a lecherous gaze, feeling the damp sensation.
"We Cow-girls are specialized in producing milk within our bodies...♡ Hng... So, just by spraying the milk our bodies make like this... Hnnng...♡ we can heal simple wounds...♡"
As she squeezed out the milk, Grisha let out soft moans. The erotic voice piercing his ears was more than enough to shatter Jaejin’s patience.
"Bre—Breasts...♡ Do it with your breasts...♡"
Before he knew it, the swelling had vanished, and Jaejin thrust his cock into the side of her breast where the milk was flowing. Grisha’s cheeks flushed as he pressed his dick into the massive mound of flesh and swung his hips like an animal.
"Oh my...♡ Your body is so cute, but your hip movements are so reliable...♡"
Rather than stopping or blaming Jaejin for starting to masturbate with her breasts, Grisha actually praised him, finding any manly quality she could. Encouraged, Jaejin’s breast masturbation gained speed.
Burying his cock in the soft breast that yielded like a balloon and thrusting his hips was a pathetic sight, but for Jaejin, the only thing that mattered was this moment of pleasure.
The sense of depravity from doing something so wicked to someone he had just met—someone who was helping him—drove him mad. But Grisha was a Cow-girl with a merciful maternal instinct, capable of embracing even that.
"Does it feel good? It makes me happy to be wanted like this♡ And... you can cum whenever you want♡"
With her permission, his semen began to boil. The semen rising from his testicles filled his tiny cock to the brim, and as Jaejin thrust his hips powerfully, he began to ejaculate.
Spurt, spurt. As the semen flooded out from his cock, which was being squeezed by her breast flesh, Grisha finally wore a look of surprise.
"Breasts... feel so good...♡"
Regardless, Jaejin continued to swing his hips, pouring out semen as if he intended to empty every last drop from his balls.
"Hnnng...♡ This auntie has never seen an ejaculation like this...♡ I think I understand why Romi liked you so much...♡"
On her breasts, now defiled by semen, the thick liquid clumped together, trailing threads of white.
The scent of her flesh and the milkiness of the breast milk were completely overwhelmed by his own semen scent. It felt as if he had marked the Cow-girl’s breasts as his own, and Jaejin was overcome by the urge to release his long-suppressed Lust Demon form.