Now You Are Pussy Nectar
Thou shalt be Pussy Nectar.
The symbiotic relationship between aphids and ants was so famous that even an ordinary guy like me knew about it.
Touch an aphid's butt, and out comes sweet honeydew.
Just as humans raise cows for milk and sheep for wool, ants keep aphids as livestock for that honeydew. So when the quest reward turned out to be a Livestock Collar, its use had already been decided the moment I laid eyes on it.
Ants mean aphids, after all.
If I caught the female in front of me, she would without a doubt be a boon for Regina and the kids.
Strength: E-
Agility: F
Stamina: E-
Intelligence: E
Charm: B+
[Traits]
Resource Production (Honeydew): Honeydew can be extracted from this female.
Domesticatable: This female can be taken as livestock.
Livestock's Talent: Obedient and delicate. Breeds easily and quickly. A born livestock, through and through.
Aphid: Friend and livestock of ants. When stimulated, she sprays out sweet, nutrient-rich honeydew.
Pathetic Pussy: Reaches climax from the simplest of stimulation.
"Whoaah… her stats are complete garbage."
My head was shaking side to side of its own accord as I read the status window. Twirling the Livestock Collar in my hand like a lasso, I approached the aphid.
The girl, who had been sipping plant sap through her straw-like mouth, let out a startled squeak and stumbled backward.
"Wh-what are you… Get lost! Don't come near me!"
"Become my livestock and give me honeydew, aphid."
"No way! I'm not livestock!"
"Then answer just one question. Where does the honeydew come out of? The butthole? Or the pussy? Or maybe your nipples?"
"Wh-what kind of nonsense is that?!"
"Nonsense? This is an extremely important point. Your answer determines the genre of this story."
The aphid, sensing that things had taken a very wrong turn, spun around and tried to bolt.
[Place the Livestock Collar on the female's neck to capture her as livestock.]
"HUP!!!"
WHOOSH!!
"Geboo?!"
Like a cowboy bringing down a bull, I flung the Livestock Collar and looped it right around the aphid's neck. Then I yanked the rope, and she toppled backward with an appropriately stupid sound.
"Answer me. Where does the honeydew come out…!!"
"Ngh… khh…."
"Depending on your answer, your species gets its name. Pidi."
"Hnng… how do you know my name?"
"That's not the important part here."
[You have captured the aphid.]
[Bring the captured female to climax to take her as livestock.]
Tch. What did I expect, if not an eroge?
Demanding sexual contact with another woman from a married man like me….
I hate it♥
'Sorry, Regina!'
Hardening my resolve, I reached out toward the female before me.
"Kyaaa!"
Jiggle♥
As I flipped up her snow-white camisole, an enormous pair of melons filled my view. My eyeballs rolled every which way, tracking the sway of her pink nipples.
Is it here?
With one hand pinning down both of Pidi's wrists, I gently scratched at a nipple.
"Hngh, s-stop iiiiit!!"
She squirmed and resisted. Left with no choice, I climbed up over her and pinned her belly down under my hips.
A female's breasts, thanks to their trademark softness, invite you to believe you can knead them as hard as you like—but they're far more sensitive than you'd think. The nerves are surprisingly concentrated in there, and rough handling only hurts them.
So in theory, one should handle them very, very carefully….
GRAB♥
"Hyaah♥"
I squeezed and kneaded the melons like I was milking them for all they were worth!
Those snow-white tits, each bigger than a human head, wouldn't fit in one hand. As I gripped them like kneading rice cakes, a plump, yielding tip pressed into my palm.
I rolled them around in circles, like working dough.
Swoosh. Slick.
With every brush of my palm, her nipples gradually hardened, stiffening into little buds.
"Hnngh…."
The status window never lies. Thanks to that Pathetic Pussy trait, even this rough treatment was enough to put the female into heat—her mouth fell open, her tongue lolled out, and lewd moans came spilling from her lips.
PINCH♥
"Hyaah♥"
I rolled her nipple between my thumb and forefinger like rolling an eraser crumb. At the same time, I pressed the head of my half-hardened cock firmly, rhythmically against her womb.
"Hnnngh♥"
SPURT!
A gush of transparent fluid burst out of her.
[The female has climaxed.]
[You have captured the aphid 'Pidi'.]
[Make 'Pidi' your livestock?]
"Hmm."
Well, that was astonishingly easy. I didn't even need to use my cock to bring her to a climax capture.
All I'd done was knead her tits and press against her womb.
"I'll take her."
[You have taken the aphid 'Pidi' as livestock.]
First Livestock!
[Reward: Tumbler ×1, Milk Cow Bikini ×1]
"The what?!"
Milk Cow… Bikini?! I hurriedly opened my inventory and checked the item description.
Increases the production output of any livestock wearing this outfit.
"Ohhh…."
There's no outfit in existence better suited to livestock than this♥ I'd have to change her into it the moment we got back to the nest.
"M-Mastew♥"
"Oh? What's this. You've turned obedient."
The instant the message announced I'd claimed her as livestock, Pidi's entire attitude flipped.
Where she'd been twisting her body, kicking and struggling to escape, she now had hearts floating in her eyes and was bouncing her hips upward, as if all of it had been a lie.
Thanks to which my half-mast cock was getting a hell of a rub against her womb….
"Mastew— pwease dwink my honeydew, my honeydew…."
"Honeydew? Is it safe for a human to drink?"
Isn't that stuff for ants?
Well, it's an eroge world—should be fine for people, right?
The real question was whether it tasted any good.
GRIP…!
"Hnngh!"
I pinched her nipple, but all that came out was a moan. Apparently the honeydew wasn't coming from the melons. On to the next location, then.
"Up you go."
I flipped Pidi over like turning a dinner table on its side.
"Lift that butt up!"
"Pwease, hurry up and suck out my honeydew."
Swing, swing♥
Driiiip….
From her pussy, like a dam bursting, an absurd volume of love juice came flooding out. Sticky, viscous threads fell under gravity toward the ground, forming a small waterfall.
"…No need to check this hole at all, I see."
I'd been planning to poke around her butthole while she was face-down and see if honeydew came out of there, but that waterfall made the experiment unnecessary.
Because that massive torrent of pussy juice was the honeydew.
Sniff, sniff.
Sure enough, a sweet, fragrant scent was rising off Pidi's juices.
FLIP—!
"Hyaah♥!"
"Back down you go!!"
I smacked her ass and laid Pidi back down on the ground, then drew a tumbler from my inventory.
I brought together the index and middle fingers of my right hand. This particular hand shape is optimized for the mining of pussy juice.
Its name is—
'Golden Finger——'
SCHLUP-SCHLUP-SCHLUP-SCHLUP-SCHLUP!!!!!
"Ohhh! Ohh♥ Ahh, hooooooh♥♥♥♥"
SPLURT! SPLURT-SPLURT!!!
SPLOOOOSH!
Pidi was spraying pussy juice at an incredible rate. The extra-large tumbler was filling up in the blink of an eye.
H-holy shit!
The eruption kept coming, wave after wave, no sign of stopping, and I got worked up myself, cranking up the hertz of my fingers.
This is the first profitable pussy I've ever mined in my life!!
It wasn't some transparent piss diluted from chugging water—pure pussy juice was geysering up like a fountain.
"Ughhhhhhhh♥♥"
The honeydew fired off nonstop, and before I knew it, the extra-large tumbler was full to the brim. The very moment I hurried to put my lips to the tumbler as the liquid threatened to overflow—
FLASH—
Lightning struck through my mind.
Th-this taste?!!!!
SLURP!
This taste—it's like putting wings on my back!!!
So that's what it is! That thing!
'EUREKA!'
SLURP♥ SCHLUUUURP♥
I stuffed the tumbler back into my inventory and brought my mouth straight to the source of the pussy juice. While my Golden Finger stirred up her pussy, my tongue swallowed her clitoris whole and sucked it hard.
"Eeeek… eeeeek♥"
SPLASH! SPLASH!
Just how many times had she climaxed by now? Pidi's whole body shuddered as she clawed furrows into the dirt with hands and feet.
She lifted her hips and dropped them, again and again, shaking her head back and forth. Every time that plump ass came crashing down from the air to the ground, the moisture-soaked soil turned to mud with a wet squelch.
And so, several minutes later.
Slurp, smack.
"Whew… that hit the spot."
I rubbed my belly. Slosh, slosh. I could hear the liquid swishing around inside me.
Holy hell, aphid honeydew is delicious.
Tap tap!
I flicked my fingers, swollen fat from pussy juice.
SLAP!
"…!!"
Twitch! Twitch!
When I cupped her pussy with my palm, Pidi bucked as if climaxing—but the result, the pussy juice, didn't fire out again.
I'd mined every last drop, and what remained of the moisture in her body had all drained straight out of her.
Sure enough, Pidi's lips had gone dry and cracked at some point.
"Snap out of it, Pidi."
I crouched over her face and lined up my sights.
Streeeetch….
Pre-cum stretched down in a long, glistening strand from my erect cock.
"Mmmm…."
It landed on Pidi's withered lips.
"Mmmmmm…."
"It's a small dose, but it's my honeydew. Drink up and come back to your senses."
"Mastew…."
Oh no, did I overdo it? Pidi's voice had gone hoarse. She'd moaned herself into so many pussy-shattering climaxes that her throat had completely given out.
"Can you stand?"
"My legs… won't work…."
"Up we go."
I scooped Pidi up in a princess carry. With every drop of moisture wrung out of her body, she weighed next to nothing.
"So… thirsty…."
"Yeah, you need to rehydrate."
Unlike Pidi, whose honeydew I'd drained completely, my body was in peak form. My condition was fantastic. That "wings on your back" flavor really was something else.
No wonder ants keep them as livestock.
Slurp. Slurp-slurp-slurp.
Pidi sipped plant sap through her straw. Her cracked lips flushed red again, and the color came back to her face.
"Let's go."
And so, with the aphid Pidi claimed as my livestock, I returned to the nest.
"I'm back, Regina."
"Welcome ho—oh my. Is that an aphid?"
True to her ant nature, Regina identified Pidi at a single glance.
A smile spreading across her whole face, she gave me a kiss.
"Thank you, dear husband. Aphid honeydew is truly a delicious drink for ants…."
Regina tied Pidi's collar to one of the bedposts, saying as she did so:
"I do hope the day comes soon when our children are grown and can drink her honeydew, dear husband."
But I shook my head.
"Pidi's not an aphid, Regina."
"I'm sorry?"
"From now on, we call her Pussy Nectar."