Chapter 145
Chapter 145
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 145
Chapter Title: Breastfeeding
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Looking at the liquors in their fancy bottles, I asked the drug dealer,
"These... they're all good stuff, right? No issues?"
"Of course. Those are 'merchandise'—I wouldn't dare tamper with them."
Just to be sure, I glanced at Cheshire.
"It'll be fine. If they messed with stuff like this... they'd have to shut down the shop."
With Cheshire giving the okay, I felt a bit relieved. I nodded and casually asked the drug dealer,
"You handle booze too, not just drugs, huh?"
"Yep. Use it right, and liquor can outperform any drug. Some brews can even change your life."
His bartender-like words made me inspect the four bottles he'd shown me.
⚙ ITEM INFO ⚙
Endless Aftertaste: Red wine. Consumption causes memory issues. One sip erases a day's memories. Two sips, a week's. Three sips evaporate all memories except your name. Four or more sips, and you forget how to breathe—death follows.
Price: 7400C
This was booze that wiped memories. Botamilli's memory erasure risked resetting your whole brain if you slipped up, but this let you control the dose for exactly what you wanted gone.
Depending on how you used it, it could be top-tier. If I got a shot at snaring that 777 luck bastard who refused to submit... I could erase everything and turn him into a slave. The price was a steal under 10,000 coins, so I bought it right away.
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Confusing You: Scotch whiskey. Chill it before drinking for identity confusion. Women become men, men become women. Body follows mind. If one person downs the whole bottle... incompatible things coexist.
Price: 6800C
The second was... whiskey with TS injection effects. But "incompatible things coexist"? What the hell did that mean?
Still, it was rare and valuable, so I bought it. I could turn shitheads like Kang Eun-jeong—who I TS'd last time—into women and give them hell.
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New Synesthesia: High-proof black rum. Drinking lets you see sounds, smells, or temperatures. One of three effects applies; more you drink, stronger the synesthesia. Overdose prevents alcohol breakdown—death.
Price: 5400C
This one seemed fun. Buy it now, use it later. If not me, slaves without night vision skills could use it.
Last one.
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Between Cool-headedness and Passion: Vodka. While buzzed, no hypothermia, heatstroke, or sunstroke. Boosts immunity to colds from temperature swings. Overdose wrecks temperature regulation—body melts.
Price: 4000C
Cheap price, so I grabbed it. Might come in handy someday. Extreme cold or scorching heat... who knows. Hope I don't forget I bought it.
"All of them, huh? Thanks. As a bonus..."
"No! No bonuses!"
The bartender kept pushing "service" like he wanted to slip me something. Business done, I stood up quick.
"Well, goodbye..."
He waved regretfully while polishing glasses as we headed to Cheshire's base. Before buying slaves, time with her first.
Her hideout was the same heart-pounding setup as last time. Dim room, purple ambient lights. Terrariums with pet humans frolicking, exotic decor.
And the sofa where she'd had her first time with me. Seeing it made me want to hug her already.
I took off my shadow mask. Cheshire ditched her neon one on the table and pounced.
"Whoa... Cheshire..."
"Jun... finally seeing your face properly."
She clung like a needy cat. Still cute, still gorgeous.
"Cheshire. You waited a lot, huh."
"Yeah... after that experience... you didn't come no matter how long I waited. It was torture... I missed you so much... But I'm thrilled you're back safe. I worried you'd never return... Prayed every day, even though I don't believe in gods... Just in case they'd hear me..."
"Cheshire..."
Her confession made my cock throb wildly.
We kissed right away. Two weeks' wait had worn her patience thin; mine too, heart racing at her nearness.
Smack. Smack. Smack...
Her tongue filled my mouth. I swallowed her oddly sweet saliva, hugging tight as I backed toward the sofa.
Slurp... Jun. Sweet, right?
"Yeah... Cheshire... your spit... tastes sweet..."
Sweet. Addictive. I'd suck it all day.
"Missed you so much waiting... tweaked my tongue a bit."
"Huh? You can do that?"
"Yeah... too much messes nerves, but this is fine... Keep sucking."
"Okay... love it."
I sucked her tongue like a nursing baby, ravaging lips madly.
Slurrrp. Chwap. Smooch. Sluuuurp...!
"Haa... haa..."
Mouth and chin soaked. Head fuzzy... her saliva had mild aphrodisiac vibes.
Her tail snuck out, wrapping my waist.
"Still 3 hours 10 minutes left... wanna stick together 2 hours 20?"
"Yeah... sounds good."
Hunter and dealer didn't take long; plenty of time. Barely 2 hours—regrettable, agonizing—but she couldn't leave here.
"Then..."
Whoosh.
Cheshire grinned, hopped down, stripped quick. Off came the oversized jacket, tank top. She blushed shyly, showing off her hefty tits.
I'd ditched my panties too, pressing my raging hard-on to her belly, grabbing her head, kissing her forehead.
"Heehee... love it..."
"Me too. No—love you, Cheshire."
"Me too. Love you tons..."
I nuzzled her tits, yanked off her cargo pants. Panties only now. I urged her on, dying to suck those tits while pounding her.
"Sofa time?"
"Wait... gonna show you something amazing."
"Huh...? Okay."
She sat me on the sofa, rummaged a drawer, popped a white pill. Lit a gold incense burner with fresh-smelling incense.
Vanilla-like scent tickled my nose... aphrodisiac vibes.
Pet humans leaped joyfully in their terrarium. They started mating. Holy shit...
What the hell's happening?
Head even fuzzier. Cock hypersensitive, pleasure maxed. Reminded me of Kashnax turning my body all erogenous zones. Made me crave mindless creampies.
Cheshire closed in on my dazed sofa self, shoving her tits forward.
"Jun... look."
"Huh...? That white stuff..."
She giggled, squeezing her tits—white liquid dripped from pale pink nipples.
"Breast milk... Heehee. That pill makes it flow. Cool, right?"
"Whoa... whoaaa..."
"Bet it's sweet too. Wanna taste...?"
"Yes...!"
Entranced, I licked up her nipple and sucked. Sucking milk overrode pounding urges.
Slurrrp! Slurp slurp sluuuurp... smooch.
"Haa... haa..."
The more I sucked her spurting milk, the more she thrust her chest. Lost in sweet milk, half-gone, I lapped wildly.
"Heehee... Jun... like a baby..."
Slurp... haa... haa... Cheshire... pet my head...
"Yeah... good boy... that's it..."
Each tongue flick drew sweet milk, soaking my tongue. Excess trailed down us.
Her pets stroked me as I rubbed my cock between her thighs. Pure bliss.
"Cheshire... Cheshire... let me in... wanna fuck... now..."
"Yeah. Let's cum buckets and feel good quick...?"
"Yesss... love it..."
Head fuzzy, I whined like a kid. Hidden walls crumbling.
Craving endless love, care. Pouring all lust into her total acceptance. Sucking milk while creampie-filling... base urges surged.
Ah... this is security...
Parents gone early, lone years. Distrust isolated me.
Thought I'd die alone, outsider forever. No real bonds.
But apocalypse hit—humanity lost trust, mercy, love, flailing in abyss...
I became center, learned trust, love. Mercy? Still merciless.
Anyway, bliss-drunk haze. Only felt her pussy gripping me slowly.
Her ecstatic spit, nose-tingling aphro-incense... her milk...
"Nngh..."
Squelch...
She mounted, hips bucking wildly.
Her soft, squishy pussy stuffed full, I thrust up, ravaging tits.
"Aahn♡ So good... haaap..."
Gripping her ass, slurping mixed spit and milk drops, creampie urge trembled me.
Don't cum yet... wanna thrust more...
"Jun... faster...♡"
"Yesss..."
Splurt splurt spuuuurt...
She licked my ear, begging—I unloaded deep. No need to hold back anyway.
Could cum endlessly... holding built max pleasure.
"Jun... came?"
"Yeah..."
"Taste good? Yummy?"
"Yes... best ever... full but wanna keep sucking."
"Heehee... plenty more. Suck hard. Overflow's fine... go."
I laid her back, pounded full throttle. Cock base-deep, cervix-bumping—tits jiggled, milk overflowed. Milk and honey spilling.
Plap plap plap! Plap plap plap! Plap plap plap!
"Haaaang! Jun...!!"
"Cheshire. Haa... haa... haa..."
Two hours, endless positions, non-stop thrusting.
Leaving meant a week apart. I went full stud to satisfy her; she took me eagerly, bracing for the wait.
"Haa... haa... Cheshire..."
"Yeah... Jun... yeah..."
"W-water..."
"Oh. Fridge... there."
"Okay..."
I draped a blanket over limp Cheshire, chugged cold water from the fridge.
"Haa..."
Hydrated, alive again. Grabbed her a bottle, headed back.
Then, grunting from my bag in the corner.
Fuck... what?
Tensing for stowaways, I unzipped carefully.
"Kieee! G-get away!! Evil human!! Stay back!! Don't come!! Go awaaay!!!"
Tiny voice shrieking—a fairy in the birdcage...
Masturbating hard. Caught like a middle-schooler mid-wank, mortified.
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