White Liquid Dripping from the Crushed Pink Summit
The staggering alchemist's pink cleft, crushed against the glass, oozed pure white liquid that dripped down in thick streams. It was the fluid that Veronica and Cecil had just held in their mouths moments ago.
Asha floated in midair, her upper body leaning against the window, her snowy lower half fully exposed. The glass squeaked harshly under her tensed fingers as she fought the rising pleasure from below. “Hng… ugh….”
*Schlick schlick*
Supporting Asha from below, Claudia took some of the liquid leaking from her slit into her mouth and let out a soft chuckle. “You're soaked like this, but it's not that?”
“Th-that's… a p-physiological… reaction….”
Hearing the unconvincing excuse, Claudia kneaded Asha's soft ass in response. It was slick with the leaking fluids. “If that's the case, why were you wet from the start? Did you get excited while they were sucking your tits?”
“….”
Asha couldn't respond. It was true, after all. Her body, stimulated relentlessly while she was unconscious, had accepted it all as pleasure—but Asha herself was just bewildered. Was I always like this? No, it's because my body changed. This isn't the real me.
After muttering excuses in her mind, Asha finally spoke. “…Even if that's true… th-this is….”
“Hmm… I get what Sha'a's trying to say.”
“Then….”
Surprisingly, Claudia let Asha go without resistance. She lifted her effortlessly and set her down safely on the floor. Supporting Asha's wobbling body, she licked the fluid off her chest and smacked her lips. “If you don't want it, no choice. But….”
Claudia pointed to her own lower abdomen with a callused finger. There stood her rigidly erect rod. Asha swallowed involuntarily. It looked like a small nub swollen massively between her legs. Yet it was no different from a man's cock. The thick, long shaft throbbed with veins, spewing transparent precum in bubbles.
“It's like this because of Sha'a… Could you just help me calm it down?”
“N-no, that's….”
Asha's eyes locked onto the twitching rod. Memories of its texture from past encounters made her body shiver. Thinking about it, it didn't sound so bad. Compared to what happened at the restaurant… this felt downright gentle.
So Claudia's proposal seemed like a kindness to Asha, whose judgment was clouded by alcohol. Of course, part of it was the fear that rejection might lead to being pounded by that massive thing.
“…Okay.”
“Great.”
Claudia smiled, straightening Asha's hair. Asha accepted the touch for a moment before snapping back to her senses and pushing her hand away. Claudia chuckled at the delayed reaction and pulled back.
She wants help… probably a handjob. In Asha's mind, “relief” meant using hands, so she reached for Claudia's cock. Her pale hand overlapped the slightly reddened shaft.
Throb throb. A fierce vibration pulsed from it.
Claudia, watching Asha with an amused expression, grabbed her waist and lifted her up. Had she changed her mind? Asha panicked. “W-wait, I said no!”
“I won't do it if it's not what Sha'a wants.”
“Th-then put me down.”
“Sure thing.”
A soft sensation pressed against Asha's back. She realized she'd been dropped onto the bed. Claudia followed, climbing on after her. On the slightly distant bed, Veronica and Cecil lay sleeping.
“Since we have something nice… I've always wanted to try this.”
“…What the hell.”
Claudia asked Asha to hold her breasts together for her. Asha instantly grasped her intent. It was a scene she'd seen plenty in her past life's media. Damn, this pervert beastkin….
As Asha gathered the fatty mounds sliding down her torso, a plush-looking valley formed in the center. Claudia tilted her head curiously. “Huh? Have you done this before?”
“N-no way! I-I mean, they weren't even this big before….”
“…You sure act like you know exactly what to do.”
“J-just hurry up and finish. I'm tired.”
Anyone could see she was flustered. Thinking it was cuter than expected, Claudia loomed over Asha, casting her shadow. The still rock-hard rod approached Asha's tits slowly. Slick fluid oozed from the crushed cleavage, wetting the valley. It was a warm, slippery hole thanks to body heat.
“No need to do anything else.”
“Huh?”
“Nothing.”
Claudia's cock pushed aside the fatty mounds and slid between her breasts. The unexpected resistance made Asha's hands give way bit by bit. Feeling it lacking, Claudia overlaid her own hands and pressed firmly. Only then did the slick flesh fully envelop the shaft.
Claudia shuddered her hips. “Feels better than I thought.”
“…Not something I care to know.”
“Gonna move now.”
“….”
Honestly, Asha was curious. It was something she'd only seen on screens in her past life. If the fat enveloping this hot rod weren't hers… she'd have asked Claudia's thoughts. But since it was her tits being pistoned, she just wanted it over quickly.
*Squelch squelch.* Claudia's cock thrust in and out of Asha's cleavage. Using the slick fluid as lube, she savored the tight yet soft texture. As her hip movements intensified, sticky precum from the tip splattered near Asha's mouth. Each time the head peeked out, hot breath washed over her face.
Asha desperately ignored the pull in her lower belly. This is a woman's body right now. Just an unavoidable reaction for now.
Of course, such an adorable struggle was all visible to Claudia. Thirst gnawed at her. Asha's tits felt great, but… she wanted to pin her down and ravage her senseless right then. Still, she held back. Awaiting the day this dishonest girl crossed the line.
…Though with all the competition, that might take a while.
Claudia's gaze swept over the two sleeping figures. The redhead… supposedly an acquaintance of Astarote Asha. She couldn't fathom why she'd catch the girl's interest, but the affection was clear.
But….
Truth be told, Claudia was more wary of Cecil. Monopolizing Asha's attention with that monstrous thing between her legs.
…Though Sha'a doesn't seem into that.
By then, climax approached. She'd tried distracting herself, but the limit hit.
“Sha'a, gonna… cum soon.”
“Y-yeah?”
As she replied with her mouth agape, Claudia's seed poured in. Gushing thickly, it messed up Asha's face. Some entered her mouth, sticking to her tongue. Asha swallowed reflexively, unable to spit. Panicking amid the heat coating her eyes, she took it all on her face. The nonstop pistoning smeared it sticky between her tits too.
Lingering in afterglow, Claudia grinned sheepishly. “…Sorry, felt way too good.”
“….”
Claudia hopped off the bed in a fluster, grabbing tissues to wipe Asha's face. As the white seed came off, her features emerged—mixed with arousal, disgust, and exhaustion. An expression too complex to pin down.
Feeling awkward, Claudia helped Asha sit up. “Sorry.”
“…No, it's fine. I'll wash up. You're sleeping here, right?”
“Y-yeah… What about Sha'a?”
“…I'll think after washing. Probably not crawling into your bed, though.”
“Ahaha….”
Leaving flustered Claudia behind, Asha opened the door to the inner bathroom. It was luxurious, worth the price. She turned on the faucet and washed her face. So sticky, it took ages with soap. Reality's different from media, she thought, finishing up.
The mirror showed a girl standing blankly, tits exposed. Her face was flushed for some reason. The alcohol, probably. Asha stripped off her shirt, ruined by Claudia's seed and milk. Her body, which should have shivered in the chill, burned hot instead.
Asha cracked the door, peeking out. Veronica and Cecil still slept; Claudia lay sideways on the bed, breathing evenly. She'd seemed energetic, but alcohol had worn her out too. Looked like she'd dozed off waiting.
Realizing she was the only one awake, Asha's suppressed senses revived. The tremor in her lower belly she'd ignored, slick thighs, the aching void clenching desperately between her legs. And the thick scent still clinging to her shirt.
Asha shut the bathroom door. Soon, the sound of pouring water echoed from beyond.
Then, the bed creaked. Footsteps descended, leaving sticky prints on the floor as they shuffled slowly. Toward the bathroom.