Chapter 23:Full-night Snack

"Cow Aunt! I am home! No dinner tonight!" Simon shouted as he entered his home and was practically dragged to his bedroom by Amy.

"I am coming. I am coming. Don't worry you are getting fed tonight." Simon said, trying to calm down the ever-excited puppy girl.

She had turned back to normal upon reaching the porch of his house and turned to her human form moments after and was now trying to drag him to the bedroom. Even though he had seen her human form so many times he could not help but be mesmerized by it every time, she was the perfect mix of feral power and luscious curves. Not to mention her soft tail which was only second to soft mom.

The gorgeous wolf girl was feeling rather ravenous and only had one meal for the day. For the spoiled puppy that was not nearly enough and her master had promised that she would be fed at bedtime. So now was bedtime.

Her tail wagged furiously and hit the human being dragged who quite enjoyed the softness.

In their rush, they did not notice how empty the house looked or the fact that the main door was unlocked. Not that they were in any danger, Amy was a powerhouse despite her spoiled and playful nature.

Simon was practically carried upstairs to his room, all the while trying his best not to laugh. His companion was the antithesis of somber and gloomy and it showed. His mental tank seemed to be back after that heart-palpitating run bag to his home. It was probably the adrenaline that had yet to wear off and he would probably crash afterward and not be able to stay up to feed her for long, so he decided to give Amy a treat.

He tried it once before and based on the experience he knew it would be a bitch in the morning but he was feeling too generous at the moment to care.

"Amy. Full night snack." He said as he started taking his clothes off for bed.

Amy's eyes visibly widened when she heard those words followed by a visible gulp.

"Really!?"

Ah, the elusive voice, Amy rarely spoke even in her human. This was a testament to her surprise. Which was followed by an audible gulp.

Well, she had reason to be so excited, full night snack meant he would go to sleep while leaving his digit out in the open. Amy always followed his orders and she was under a no-feeding unless told otherwise rule. That was because, during the first two or three days, she had overfed on him so much that it hurt to even get hard. After that fiasco, she was told to not touch his manhood unless specifically allowed and she had listened obediently.

During that time, he thought it would a good idea to let Amy feed on him when he went to bed, so she could quench her hunger while he was dead to the world. Turned out, Amy's hunger was bottomless, and when he had come too early in the morning because of the pain from his crotch, she was still going at full force.

Then, a full-night snack became restricted as well but he kept the event at the back of his mind for special occasions and not wanting to spend the next hour or so feeding the puppy counted.

The adrenaline was already wearing off as he changed out of new school robes and other garbs underneath and the exhaustion returned two-fold. Amy was still looking at him expectantly a small stream of drool at the corner of her lips.

"Yes, really. Now just let me lie down."

The excited puppy girl was now jumping up and excited which did wonderful things to her well-developed chest. Sadly, Simon did not have it in him to play with those two soft mounds at the moment. He did not even have the energy to freshen up as he crashed sideways face-first into his bed which generated a whine from his monster girl.

Sleepily snorting he turned so that he was now on his back with open access to his digit.

"Help yourself..." *yawn*

The last thing he saw was a ravenous monster coming down on the poor appendage and the last thing through his mind was that it would be worked all night.

Amy could not stop her tail from wagging as she shoved her face deep between his heavy ball sacks sniffing the potent essence that wafted from them. This was her favorite scent and if not for her master's gift she would have slept right then in that position surrounded by that smell.

But there was more on the cards for tonight.

Amy had to stop herself from howling as removed her nose and peered at the half-mast staring at her. She blinked twice before using her entire tongue which was larger than a normal tongue courtesy of her canine nature to give the glands a slow sensual lick. She did this very frequently and yet each time the feeling sent shivers down her spine.

Her expression turned predatory as she swallowed it whole. Then she started bobbing up and down using her tongue to lick the underside of his rapidly hardening manhood. She started at a slow cadence as the appendage found became fully erect and quickly shifted to very rapid as her body optimized its movements for a quicker meal.

The stimulation worked as within minutes the source of ambrosia started undulating getting ready to feed her the divine elixir. Then it burst down her throat spraying her insides in its sticky warmth. Amy's paws curled in pleasure as the fluid that defined the existence of monster girls slowly made its way down her throat.

There was a flash of memories, of climbing mountains, howling at the moon, and sundering reality itself but as quickly as they came, they vanished and the high from swallowing her beloved's essence left her. This only left her wanting more and she started swirling the softening digit with her tongue, as well as using turning he mouth into a vacuum to give it more stimulation.

Her cunny tingled, wanting her to use the most efficient and most pleasurable way to continue to suckle on his essence, but that was a no-go.

There could be puppies in her future if she did so and she did not want her master's attention to be divided into that tiny useless pile of flesh that did not matter. At best she could be enlarging her pack with little ones who would eventually come under master's thrall but there was always the small chance another human would be born from her. Which meant less playtime or strengthening the pack, things that could not happen yet when their pack was so small.

So she would ignore that tingling and stick to her mouth. Not that she had any room to complain, she had the whole night to drink her master's precious juice.