Fertile in My Ex-Boyfriend's Dungeon 5 by Amanda Clover

Author:Amanda Clover [Clover, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-27T05:00:00+00:00

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The alchemist’s adoring assistants

The white tunic clings to my generous curves like a glove. Or maybe a bursting glove now that my breasts are swelling up with my first milk. Doktor used to let me wear panties with the hip-length tunic, but lately he has been so randy that I wear nothing but the tunic straining at its last buttons. Mishanna’s tunic gave up on buttons days ago. Now she wears it like a cloak over her maddeningly voluptuous body.

I am gathering a tray of fresh vials to take to Doktor when she enters with her uniform hanging from one shoulder and purpling handprints on her plush bottom. She gives me a dreamy smile and says, “Doktor is in one of his moods.”

“What about this time?” I ask, settling the last vial onto the tray.

“His traps haven’t snared any more of the maniacs,” says Mishanna. “He says we are going to have to participate in another experiment.”

“Whatever he desires,” I say, smiling sweetly. “Although I hope he does not turn me into a frog again.”

“You were cute,” laughs Mishanna. “One kiss was all it took to bring you back. What about when he made me sprout an extra pair of breasts?”

“Oh, I like that,” I giggle, hefting and squeezing her huge breasts and causing milk to trickle from her lavender nipples. I latch to her left teat and give it a good suck. I am rewarded by a gush of Mishanna’s sweet cream.

Before I can drink my fill, the comely elf pushes me away and scolds, “No teasing. Doktor needs us.”

I wouldn’t want to disappoint,” I say with a saucy wink at her. I’m not teasing though. I truly don’t want to disappoint my beloved Doktor. I hurry into the laboratory bearing a rack of clinking vials.

“Oh, good,” he says, barely glancing in my direction. “Put that down on the work bench. Mishanna has been telling me that her nipples have become much more sensitive since she began lactating. Is that the case for you, Beatrix?”

“Yes, Doktor,” I say, feeling my nipples stiffen and begin to leak at the thought.

“Yes, good,” he says. He adjusts a thick pair of spectacles on his long nose and peers at my jutting breasts and my straining nipples. He murmurs with apparent interest as my leaking milk begins to wet my tunic. “I was work on an enlargement oil this morning and I happened upon a formula for enhanced sensitivity. I think I should like to conduct an experiment to see how easily I can make you achieve full release from only having your nipples manipulated.

“You mean, um, a breast orgasm?” I look down at my heaving breasts straining at the buttons of my tunic.

“Precisely!” he exclaims and chooses a vial of bright pink fluid from a nearby rack. “Yes, go on then, my lovely. Take out those laden breasts. Let me get a good look at them.”

“Oh, yes, Doktor!” I cry with delight, eagerly popping open the last buttons of my tunic.

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