Chapter 63:Feeding time
Simon ignored the monster girls beneath his plate, instead focusing on the delicious food. It was an assortment of meats, cheeses, eggs, vegetables, and bread. As he stuffed himself, he realized just how hungry he was. Shoving it done without any form of proper chewing.
Afterward, he went into the basket for seconds and then thirds. It was hard given that his lower body was currently pinned under three different weights. But he made do, he had a lot of taming after all. Right now, he was more focused on assuaging his hunger.
The same could be said for three monster girls. Two of them were hungry due to overuse of abilities and the third was fed on nothing but the gruel that was artificial essence for most of her life.
Even the smell of his half-erect dick almost sent the three into a frenzy.
The wolf girl in her athletic yet curvy human form was rubbing on his right leg.
The cat girl was rubbing on his left.
Rana was in the middle on her hands and knees.
Her dick was hanging in the open as Stella had carefully retrieved it from its hidden compartment.
Amy was in her athletic yet curvy human form, her face nuzzled into his balls as she drank his scent in. In a silent whisper, she moaned.
"Master..."
Stella was giving tentative licks to the sides of his shaft and even this contact gave her goosebumps.
That left Rana, the last in this monster girl pile in the middle of Simon's splayed feet, and she was latched on to the tip. Her tongue violently licked across its surface for even the hint of any pre-cum essence.
The object of their collective desires was at full mast soon enough.
While Amy was taking it slowly building her hunger and Stella was following her example. Rana was ravenous and even the smell had her womanly folds as wet as a river.
Despite existing for longer than the three others in the party combined, she was the most starved for dick.
Such was her training that even while being surrounded by tamers she never lost control. But now while sucking on a cock, she had lost it all, only the hungry whore at the heart of every monster girl remained.
As a monster girl, she instinctively knew how to egg on her meal to give her what she wanted. Her lips were soft and full, forming a seal to make sure nothing leaked through. Her teeth never came into contact with his flesh but the rest of her fleshy prison was working on it like a professional courtesan.
A drop leaked.
The moment her tongue connected with the helping of that precious elixir sparks flew in her mind.
Her entire body shivered in pleasure and all the power present in her mighty limbs was lost.
Her massive breasts impacted the blanket with a thud.
Tears streamed down her eyes in the bliss she was feeling.
But it was yet not over... the organ started undulating around her seal.
Her eyes widened in both anticipation and a tiny hint of fear.
But nothing could prepare her for the ambrosia that blessed her mouth. Before she could even finish swallowing an orgasm racked her body. The sign that a monster girl was full to bursting.
A single feeding was all it took. Only by the sheer fact that she was a monster girl, she did not spill any of his seed.
Her instincts made sure to consume every last drop.
Being full was a concept very few non-bonded monster girls could boast. Being over-filled even fewer. Being over-filled in a single gulp was the stuff of myth.
It meant the quality of the essence was at a minimum four times the norm on top of the quantity.
That was the last thought going through her head as Rana fell into an essence haze, her body using the excess essence to give her small permanent power-ups.
When two hands pushed her off, she let them. Her head plopped onto the blanket right in front of the organ.
She was slightly twitching as aftershocks of pleasure still rocked her form. The essence dispersed throughout her body but was still not fully consumed.
Resulting in wave after wave of pleasure across every inch of her form as afterglow.
She closed her eyes to revel in this feeling, knowing full well this was fleeting. After this, she would back to her normal gruel, she would be back to drudgery.
Her inner orc raged, wanting her to claim the boy as her mate. But she would not do so.
Now that she was full, her training overcame her instincts and she was back to her more lackadaisical self. This would be a pleasant memory she would carry on in life and nothing more.
The gem she was housed in was rare and crafted specifically for the sanctioned like her so that she would not gain any measure of the bond.
A sad reality she had long accepted and was okay with.
She heard the loud slurp of someone else taking in his member and the constant muffled.
"Master..."
The boy was ignoring them all, giving them free rein to do what they wanted while he his own fill.
The picture of the ideal tamer and his monster girls.
This tamer would shake the world, she knew it. Her current state was proof of the power of his essence. He was in the biggest institution on the continent of Phunine, there was no way he was not going to make a splash.
As a sanctioned supervisor she was going to make sure she documented it all so that the university had an easier time making him the tamer he could be. That was her promise to the tamer that showed her such joy.