Cow Demon King's Dairy Farm (2)
Cow Demon King's Dairy Farm (2)
I heard the situation from the Client.
His son, who just lounged around like a deadbeat in the corner of the room.
One day, the father got pissed and yelled that if he kept lying around like that, he'd turn into a cow.
When he went back to check on his son that evening, he really had turned into a cow. A yokai with horns on its head had turned the son into a cow and dragged him off.
The father chased after it desperately with farming tools, but the yokai opened a Ghost Gate and vanished inside.
High-level yokai could come and go through Ghost Gates, so ordinary people couldn't follow.
"It's the Cow Demon King for sure."
"Oh, Exorcist-nim! I have plenty of money! Please, just find my son!"
The old man kept bowing his head repeatedly.
When someone old enough to be the father bowed so low in greeting, Muk Seo-ah and Osaekja felt awkward and tried to stop him.
"I'm a merchant. I nagged my son to take over the business, but the punk wouldn't study like I told him to..."
He lived like a cow and ended up becoming one.
The parents' heartbreaking anguish hit me like a punch to the gut.
Muk Seo-ah promised with an embarrassed look on her face. They'd take half the fee.
"You sure that's okay?"
"I'm not short on cash."
Osaekja eyed her suspiciously. How could a newbie exorcist have that much money? Was she some rich heiress?
Muk Seo-ah pulled out a map without another word. There were a few spots suspected to be the Cow Demon King's lair.
"Here, here, and over there. We'll check 'em out. Sir, don't hire anyone else but us. This is dangerous stuff."
The old man nodded.
With his son's life on the line, trusting just two young women didn't sit right. Trust comes from experience. And experience was him.
Muk Seo-ah and Osaekja left the Pleasure House.
The operation was underway.
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An abandoned ranch. Cow moos echoed from all around.
But there were no cows. Muk Seo-ah tilted her head.
"If this isn't it, then the Cow Demon King has nowhere else to live."
They'd spent a full day searching.
This place was definite. The eerie moos with nothing around were proof.
"Step back."
Along with Muk Seo-ah and Osaekja, another exorcist had arrived at the same time.
A middle-aged man flexed his massive arms. He clasped his hands together and chanted a spell, shattering the Barrier over the ranch.
The Client had hired another exorcist.
He couldn't trust just two young women.
"That old guy's just wasting money."
The Male Exorcist spoke to Muk Seo-ah, who was fiddling with her axe.
"Can't even break a Barrier like this? Exorcism ain't a joke! Take it more seriously!"
The man grumbled and strode into the ranch. He clasped his hands over his eyes.
He could see beyond the walls.
Inside the crumbling buildings were women. Their breasts, magically enlarged, were hooked up to bizarre devices. The women moaned in ecstasy as they pumped breast milk into the machines.
"What the hell."
The Client had said just rescue his son. What to do about the rest was his call.
The man confirmed the two exorcists had gone elsewhere, then slipped carefully into the building.
Women with massive tits getting milked.
The man pulled out a black Carbon Paper and sketched their forms.
No matter how high-quality the erotic paintings, nothing beat the real thing. He tucked the Carbon Paper away preciously and cleared his throat.
"Ahem, got myself a fine side dish. Can't just solve this for free, right? Sorry, ladies."
The man clasped his hands and teleported the women to safety.
Swish swish. Starting from the end of the building, the women being milked vanished one by one. They were moved to his place on the village outskirts. It was a trick only a mid-level exorcist like him could pull.
"This covers the side dish fee."
Then back home, he'd say, I'm the one who saved you. I'll take my reward as I see fit, and win their hearts. It was common for rescued women to fall for the Male Exorcist.
As he indulged in happy fantasies, a chilling aura hit him from behind.
Hot breath grazed his head.
"You dare! You filthy Taoist scum! What have you done!"
The Cow Demon King smashed down on the man.
Thwack.
The punch crushed his skull, snapping his neck in half. Instant death. The bipedal cow revealed its true form, red eyes flashing.
"Exorcists, invading my ranch! You'll regret this."
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Muk Seo-ah sensed something off.
Two sources of Demonic Aura. The Cow Demon King was on high alert, naturally. But there was something else matching its level.
'Variable Block!'
Muk Seo-ah circled back into the ranch to take out the weaker one first. Kill this yokai, then the Cow Demon King.
At his spot was a rundown shed. It was packed with straw. In the middle of the straw, a girl piled under a Barrier.
"Huh?"
A young woman lay there with her eyes closed. A pair of sharp cow horns protruded from her head.
Muk Seo-ah and Osaekja quickly pieced it together.
"Family...?"
Boom.
The moment she spoke, a massive bull charged the two exorcists. They flew back, tumbling across the ground. Muk Seo-ah regained her footing right away.
"You dare! Eyeing my Daughter!"
"Urk, ack."
Osaekja spat blood from her mouth. No chance to react. Something rock-hard had blown past like the wind.
Muk Seo-ah gripped her axe and glared at the Cow Demon King.
"Kidnapping people, but your Daughter's precious? You got one cow brought here, right? Where'd you hide it?"
"Hmph, that slut's son? He called me himself. I brought him because he wanted it."
The bull stomped. A Barrier spread across the ranch, warping the terrain wildly. Space twisted into a maze. Muk Seo-ah was shunted elsewhere.
"Shit, got played!"
Even fighting the Cow Demon King, Muk Seo-ah wouldn't get hurt. It couldn't harm her.
But Osaekja was different. Knowing that, the high-level yokai separated the two exorcists.
Muk Seo-ah couldn't break the Barrier. She swung her axe wildly, smashing walls and dashing through.
Osaekja could die. Muk Seo-ah raced to follow the Demonic Aura.
Along the way, in one building, her eyes met a cow's.
A single cow lounged fat and happy, munching feed.
"Hey! What are you doing here! Your dad's looking for you!"
"You an exorcist?"
The cow answered in human speech.
It flopped down in its pen.
"I'm not going. Dad's always nagging that if I live lazy, I'll turn into a cow. Might as well live as one. So peaceful, how great is it? No need to struggle."
"Argh, no time, do whatever! If you don't wanna go, I ain't saving you!"
Muk Seo-ah ditched the request.
If he wants to live as a cow, what can you do? It's his choice.
Saving Osaekja came first. The Cow Demon King probably wouldn't kill that guy.
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"Your fellow exorcist freed the women. You'll have to take their place."
The Cow Demon King grabbed Osaekja's neck with its massive hand. Choked, she dangled in the air, kicking wildly.
"Keh, kehk."
Not my colleague. First time meeting this exorcist today. She tried to speak, but her throat was crushed, no sound escaping.
Opponent was a yokai. Better than excuses: a surefire way. Osaekja folded her ring and pinky fingers, barely shouting.
"Two, two!"
Pop.
Her left ring's color faded. Two Osaekjas appeared, swinging swords at the Cow Demon King.
Clang! The blades bounced off the bull's muscles.
Damn, sending three to catch that Three-Tailed Fox was a mistake. Too late for regrets.
The Cow Demon King pulled out a round Hwandan and pressed it to Osaekja's lips.
"Eat it. You'll be my milk cow."
"Mmph! Mmmp!"
That was when.
An axe flew sharp and true, embedding in the Cow Demon King's back.
As Muk Seo-ah charged in, the Cow Demon King shoved Osaekja forward as a shield.
Beast instinct rang alarms. Fighting this woman meant death.
"Don't move. Or I'll snap her neck."
It gripped Osaekja tighter. Her strangled body thrashed, eyes rolling back. She twitched all over.
Muk Seo-ah pulled a second axe from her mouth. She was starting to boil.
"Ah, are all you yokai bastards inherently sneaky? Why do they all grab hostages?"
"...We don't wanna die either. Any yokai with eyes wouldn't wanna fight you."
Outmatched in raw power, it played smart. The Cow Demon King acted wisely.
Muk Seo-ah just needed to save Osaekja. She picked up the fallen Hwandan.
"If I eat this, you let her go?"
"...Deal. But fair warning, the side effects are—"
Muk Seo-ah blew on it, dusting off the dirt. Swallowed without hesitation.
The Cow Demon King's eyes bulged. What if it was poison? The fearless move stunned it, clouding judgment.
The Hwandan's name: Fengyu Pill. A special mix of herbs and Demonic Aura.
Effects kicked in. Muk Seo-ah's nipples hardened, her already big breasts swelling into embarrassing curves.
"Go into that building and restrain yourself."
Muk Seo-ah hated it but had no choice. Like with Geum-dwaeji, play dumb to lower its guard. Get restrained loosely, break free later. No matter what, she wouldn't die or get hurt.
There was a fence and feed trough, then a cross-shaped board to fix people to and weird devices.
Muk Seo-ah stood before the board. Hooks shot out, locking her wrists and ankles.
'Huh? This thing's flimsy as hell.'
She noticed right away as it bound her. Didn't show it on her face.
The board looked like it'd shatter with a good yank.
Figures. The Cow Demon King wasn't a pro kidnapper. It reeked of amateur rush job. Muk Seo-ah shouted boldly, pretending helpless.
"Good enough?! Now let her go!"
"Weird. Why isn't the Demonic Aura working?"
The Cow Demon King stroked its chin. Normally, milk should flow, and she'd think herself a cow, but the sulbeop failed. Only the breast-enlarging effect hit.
Puzzled, it jammed a finger into Osaekja's mouth. Pulled out another Hwandan.
"Won't cut it. Gotta use two."
"You bastard."
Muk Seo-ah wanted to smash the hooks and charge, but stayed cool. Woman still in its clutches.
Strike when it lets guard down later. But the damn bull was faster.
"Uh, uhn? Haah, uh, mmm. Mmm!"
Osaekja force-fed the Hwandan turned cow right away.
Body looked human, but mind was gone. Mistaking herself for a cow, she chewed the discarded hay on the floor.
The Cow Demon King fixed her to the board.
Ripping her clothes revealed breasts swollen by the drug. Transparent funnel-like devices hooked to her nipples sucked out the milk.
"Eek. Haaang! Auuu."
Osaekja arched her back.
Demonic Aura from the device stimulated her nipples, milking her.
Normally she'd fight, but mindless now, just a milk cow.
"Haaaang! Heuuut...!"
Osaekja's face twisted in ecstasy, tongue lolling out.
Addicted body craved pleasure, twitching. Breasts stimulated, but juices dripped from below. Milk and girl-cum gushing together, she let out a sultry moan.
"Driving me nuts."
A firm hand clamped Muk Seo-ah's mouth.
Silencing her, it ripped her top.
Devices hooked to her too.
A prickly thrill shot through her breasts. Demonic Aura tried burrowing deep but only tickled her nipples, unable to enter.
"Ha, haaut. T-tickles! Take it off! Ahh."
Fengyu Pill-swollen breasts jiggled from the stimulation.
Muk Seo-ah held her sanity, stifling moans. Cow Demon King watched inches away.
'Fuck off already!'
"Ngut, hehe, haaaut..."
"...Why no milk? What the hell are you!"
Slap!
The Cow Demon King slapped her breast hard. The puffed-up tit shook wildly, crushed in its huge hand.
Furious, it squeezed Muk Seo-ah's breast viciously.
A body that should feel pain felt pleasure.
Her freak durability turned pain to bliss.
Electric jolts spread from the handprint. Pounding pleasure trapped in her breast with no escape.
"Huk, hahheuk!"
Nipple tips quivered. It reattached the knocked-loose device.
Thinking effects weak, it force-fed more Hwandans.
Drool dripping, head lolling. It grabbed her hair, yanked her head back, jammed fingers in to shove pills down her throat.
"Ughk. Uek, mmp!"
Pills slid down. Muk Seo-ah coughed, drool pouring like water.
Unknowingly licking its firm fingers with her tongue.
"Become a milk cow. Produce milk now. For my Daughter..."
Muk Seo-ah saw anxiety in its eyes.
Come to think, it had a Daughter but no mother. Male Cow Demon King couldn't make milk.
'Ah.'
Muk Seo-ah's mind cleared.
'That's why it only kidnapped women?'
Then.
A chilling aura flooded the ranch, shattering all Barriers.
Muk Seo-ah and Cow Demon King froze.
Heavy Demonic Aura dominated the space. Overwhelming pressure snapped even Osaekja to her senses.
"Mmm. Mmm... Wh-what?"
Whispers from the darkness.
A voice Muk Seo-ah knew well.
"Reversal Binding, Upside-Down Reversal."
Boom. Cow Demon King's body punched through the roof, soaring upward.
As if dragged by the head.
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"Grk, what the..."
Cow Demon King woke. Coming to, he lay on clouds. Trying to rise, invisible pressure pinned him. Barely turning his head, a woman approached from the cloud's edge.
She tossed her dark hair, smiling sweetly.
Her fierce eyes curved.
"Wh-who are you?"
No yokai had this Yoryeok.
Even a high-level one like him couldn't touch this realm.
The woman knelt gracefully beside him on the clouds. Black hair tickled his cheek.
"Changed form, but can't recognize your king? It's no exaggeration to say all you yokai came from me."
"Demon King. N-no way. Why seek me out? We're allies."
"You thought that...? You vermin are full of yourselves."
Demon King's pale, slender finger touched Cow Demon King.
Soft fingertip trailed his abs.
Tok. Touching his cock injected Demonic Aura, forcing it erect.
"Allies? What nonsense? Since when were yokai one big family? You're ants to me. Ignored you 'cause no need to bother."
"Gonna kill me? Whatever, I apologize. Got a Daughter. I didn't do wrong, right?"
"Didn't wanna do this. But no other way to recharge power quick."
Demon King flicked her hair. Elegantly swung her leg over, mounting Cow Demon King.
No panties under her long skirt. Slick pussy pressed directly on his belly.
"Demon King! What are you—!"
"Shut your trap. Open your eyes, I'll gouge them. Speak, I'll cut your tongue. First time for me too, so don't embarrass me more."
Demon King carefully aligned.
Massive cock below her pussy. This right? Thousands of mental debates.
Her face twisted in disgust, shame, myriad emotions.
But no choice. To recover Yoryeok. To slay her nemesis gnashing teeth below these clouds.
'Mukmyeong. Long time. Wait. Just saying hi today... no next time.'
Demon King sharpened her gaze.
Cold calculation.
Momentary revulsion? Power trumps all.
Thorn path or not, she'd walk it.
Snapped fingers, casting sulbeop earthward.
Power still low for direct clash. Best interference now.
"Heh heh heh... Mukmyeong, good luck— Uk!"
Distracted, her foot slipped.
Demon King's body dropped. Stars burst before her eyes, piercing sensation between legs crystal clear.
"......"
Demon King glared murderously at Cow Demon King.
Slip was her fault. Still, this was too much. Way too big.
Not mentally ready yet.
Rumble.
Killing intent exploded from petrified Demon King.
Cow Demon King squeezed eyes shut, trembling. Clear vision of his death.
Seeing his terrified face eased Demon King's mind. Tension melted, expression brightening.
Yeah, this is me. Incarnation of fear. Ruler of All Yokai!
She wasn't the only shaken one.
Sadism blazed in Demon King's eyes. Wicked smile curled her lips.
"What scares you so? Pathetic."
Demon King covered her mouth, laughing.
This wasn't abandoning pride for semen.
This was a strong one's amusement: tormenting the weak. Pure evil fun.
"Hehe... No different from a living Gak-jot. Erect even now. Vulgar. Do I look like a woman to you? Hand over your Yoryeok obediently, and I'll spare your life."
Demon King oozed leisure, while Cow Demon King eyed her slim, faintly quivering waist and clenched his fist.