Milking is a Pleasure
The women of this world were all like celestial nymphs descended from the heavens. In a place teeming with such heart-stirring beauties, there was something especially arousing about the village girl I'd randomly encountered in this rural backwater.
She looked plain on the outside, but inside she was packed tight with allure—and oblivious to people's stares, leaving her utterly defenseless. Watching her walk ahead, her jiggling tits from behind pissed off my dick every single moment. It was only natural that I'd eventually lose my mind and pounce.
Grrr, can't hold back anymore. Come here, you~!
"Kyaa~! Chad! What are you doing?!"
Ripping off her clothes and tossing her onto the bed before planting myself in front of her—it all happened in an instant. With my raging lust finally unleashed, terror started etching across her face as she grasped the gravity of the situation.
"Ch-Chad... I'm scared... Why are you doing this? I thought you were different!"
"Shut up! It's your fault for being so fucking hot! Shaking that trashy ass and seducing me!"
"S-Seduction?! I-I didn't mean... Eek!"
No more words needed. The moment I shoved my dick into her pussy, her head snapped back, and my hips started thrashing wildly in place.
Fuuuuck, what an artistic squeeze—right up there with those jiggling udders!
"Haaang~! Oh, haaang~♥ It's coming in! Chad's dick is stirring up my insides~~♥"
"Hah, you slut! How's it feel!? How's it feel taking my massive meat rod?!"
"Feels so gooood~! I never knew dick could feel this good~! Half my life's been wasted~~♥♥♥"
"Kuhaha! Virgin bitch squealing the second I thrust in—you're a total cumrag whore!"
Squeeze, squeeze! Wet mop pussy squeezing! Grrr, my three favorite things all together with those jiggling tits—I can't hold out anymore! Come on, take it! I'll show you what a million-dollar dick at 500 RPM piston feels like!
"Groooar! Can't hold it! Gonna cum inside—get ready to head to Hong Kong!"
"Hiiiing~! Chad! Chaaad~!!"
A piercing scream burst from her lips. Windows shattered from the force exploding outward. Beyond that, the nuclear fusion from our bodies fusing together built to a massive blast, until everything in the world was swallowed by light and shattered to pieces.
Yes, this was the Big Bang. The birth of the universe started from intense sex like this!
"Chad~ It's morning~ Time to get up~!"
As doubts started creeping into that otherworldly dream sequence, Kaya's voice pulled me back. Snapping to my senses, I sat up—and realized the unfamiliar ceiling and chirping birds greeting me.
Oh, right. I'd come to this village for a job request. And crashed in an empty house across from Kaya's place...
"Come on, morning's here~ Get up already~"
Before I could fully process it, Kaya burst in and flung open the curtains. Realizing it had all been a midnight dream, I clutched my face in self-loathing.
Fuck, even for a horny dog like me, dreaming of nuclear fusion sex that ends the world? What kind of fucked-up brain is this?
"Huh? Chad, what's that under the blanket...?"
She stared quizzically at my crotch. Following her gaze, I saw my lower half tenting massively—just as she said.
Yeah, morning wood every guy gets. But getting caught by a woman? Mortifying.
"Uh, well, this is... y'see..."
Having jerked off to her in the dream made the guilt hit harder. Stammering excuses, Kaya gave a troubled smile like she was dealing with a mischievous kid and shared her guess.
"Did you get hungry at night and hide some snacks?"
"Pardon?"
"That's tricky. I made breakfast, but if you're snacking first... Oh, you're big, so you eat a lot—maybe it's fine?"
"Uh, yeah, sure. Won't ruin my appetite."
"Good! I fetched water in the bucket—wash up and come eat~"
She left without a second thought about my tented crotch. Seeing her nonchalance, I sighed—a mix of relief and bitterness—remembering what kind of world this was.
Even with their sex knowledge in ruins, smiling off something this lewd? Not that I have room to talk after enjoying it, but I can't help worrying about these girls' futures.
*****
Anyway, job accepted means get to work. After devouring Kaya's breakfast, I headed to the village and started knocking out residents' requests one by one.
"Oho, you're the exclusive adventurer who came to our village? Perfect timing—we've got tons to do."
"What's the job?"
"Simple but important. See these log piles? They'll fuel the village fires for a while—chop 'em into firewood as best you can."
First up: chopping wood. Makes sense in a medieval fantasy—no gas stoves, just wood fires by default. Problem is, modern me's never swung an axe in my life...
Hmm, like this?
"Whoa, splitting a log clean in one go. Strength's one thing, but that's some skill. Chopped before coming here?"
"Nah, first time ever."
"Heh, and you nail it like that? Might finish all these by end of day~!"
Guess my cheat mode-boosted dexterity shines here too. No complaints—rewards are guaranteed for work done. I kept at it, and by midday, the mountain of logs was neatly stacked firewood.
"That'll last the village a good while. Good work, lad—here's your stamp."
"No problem. Call anytime."
Stamps on the form convert to cash and points, right? Seeing tangible rewards fired me up. I wandered the village, helping out and collecting stamps: checking fences and patching breaks, prepping freshly butchered meat, hauling farmers' harvest to storage...
Big village for rural—lots of labor and skill needed. But with cheat mode, it was a breeze. Felt easier as I went—probably EXP and skill point cheats kicking in. Level starts at 1, but base stats high, growth insane...
Hey, learn a trade to survive, right? Might as well pick up village skills while I'm here.
"Good job, lad—stamp."
"Hey, kid! Help here too!"
Momentum building—I dove in eagerly, earning trust fast. Rewarding stuff. But beyond that, I looked forward to the workers' snacks.
"Eat up, everyone~"
"Made some hwachae—try it~"
Rural hospitality's the best. Snacks worthy of a feast, tasting like a gourmet trip. But the real eye candy? The housewives serving them. No way these vixens had husbands—my appetite sated, lust boiled over again.
"You eat well, handsome~"
"Want more? Plenty~"
Haa, if they weren't married, I'd flirt hard. Lust's raging, but another's wife? Nah, out of bounds.
"Ah, Chad! Done eating?"
As I wrapped up with regrets, someone approached—Kaya. That old ache eased through her.
Yeah, here she is. Unclaimed virgin.
"Yeah, finished. Something you need?"
"Yes! About to milk at the ranch—lots left today. Could you help, Chad?"
"Sure, anytime."
Perfect request. Money and points matter, but winning her over mattered more—I was hooked. Buy her favor here, angle for a fuck... Flawless plan.
"This is our family's pride-and-joy ranch!"
"All these cows in the fence yours?"
"Hehe, sturdy, right? Bred with care for generations. Big eaters, big milkers—tasty too. Top export here."
Impressive builds. Especially those udders—prominent even from afar, drawing my eyes.
"Ah, first time milking? I'll demo—watch and copy, okay?"
"Yeah, got it."
Kaya approached a nearby cow, bucket under udder. Gentle hands milked—milk gushed in.
"Like this—not too hard, not too soft. See? Cool, huh?"
"Yeah... pretty amazing."
Cows produce a ton. Staring in wonder, a thought hit: not milking, but breeding... What if that hand gripped a dick instead?
"Gently rub, squeeze and pull... Whoa~ So much coming out~"
...Fuck. Wish that hand was on my dick right now.
"Demo enough? Your turn!"
"Right."
Shaking off the thought, I took her spot, bucket ready, grabbed an udder. Softer than expected—plush flesh yielding and bouncing under my knead. Felt like tits I'd groped before; face heated up.
Haa, this squishy, milking squeeze... If it were Enol's tits, I'd suck hard.
"You're good~! Pro for a newbie~"
"Th-thanks."
"That's enough for her—next cow."
"Sure."
Mumbling agreement, I gripped the nearest udder hard. Voluptuous skin, pillow-soft like premium down. Addictive, like wind at 60 kph—could grope all day, no boredom.
Fuck, if these were Kaya's tits...
"Um, Chad?"
Her voice from ahead. Turning puzzled—then I froze. Kaya was right in front of me.
"Th-that's not the cow's udder... it's my breast..."
I was groping. Lost in tit fantasy, I'd openly grabbed Kaya's boobs like a perv.
"Uh, wha—uh..."
Brain scrambling for excuses, my hands wouldn't let go. Instinct over reason, kneading wildly.
Fuck, all that trust down the drain. Bye-bye, pretty tits.
"Like breasts?"
No disgust—just curiosity. "Huh?" I blurted. She grinned, eyes on her grabbed chest.
"You were aggressive with the cow too. Hehe, milking's novel first time."
"...Not mad?"
"Why? Just a boob grab. Village kids do it sometimes."
Casual as ever, she took my hand. Seemed like pulling away—but she pushed it deeper, like "go ahead."
"Kids love it—soft and squishy, they say. Grown men don't like big ones, though. Too heavy, fat-looking? Maybe why I can't marry. Hehe~"
"Uh... yeah, sure."
Basically, it's normal—keep going. Can't miss this. Permission granted, I kneaded bolder, pinching her nipple through the flesh.
The one hard nub poking out. Was it stiffening... from arousal?
"Ngh... uh..."
A moan escaped—proof my guess wasn't wrong.
"You okay?"
"Kinda... body feels hot..."
First-time sensation overwhelming her. Unable to take more, she finally pulled my hand away and turned.
"O-okay! Enough! Boobs are fun, but work first. Let's fill today's quota!"
"Ah, right."
She brushed it off, diving back in—arms hugging her chest, though. That guilty thrill hit me hard.
Haa, fucking hot.
Parading those honey jugs and no takers? This world's men are hopeless.