Chapter 140: Hanging Garden

Outside the living room flooded with sweet-smelling, viscous fluid, powerful moans echoed relentlessly.

“Lily… Hyaaah! We’re… We’re in the hallway…!”

With her purple hair completely disheveled, Nia felt her back pressed even harder against the wall. Lost in her own moans, she felt her body tremble, her knees weak—only prevented from collapsing by one of her legs being hoisted over another girl’s shoulder.

“Nhm… Nia, do you remember when we still lived in that little village?”

Kneeling on the floor, Lily whispered the question with a muffled voice. At that moment, she struggled to form words—after all, her entire tongue was now exploring the warm, wet depths of Nia’s vagina.

Pulling her mouth away and pressing the girl’s thighs even tighter with her hands, Lily gazed into the crimson eyes framing her wife’s majestic, flushed face.

“We used to have just a small room… and we had to be careful so the neighbors wouldn’t notice you all the time. But now—” Lily gestured with her head toward the ornamented hallway, curling her lips into a provocative smile. “—all of this is our home. We don’t have to answer to anyone. We can be as perverted as we want, my love.”

Returning to feast on her wife’s pussy while delighting in how adorable her shy expression was, Lily couldn’t hide her joy—not even a little.

Her fingers drifted down to her own stomach.

A bulge much larger than that of a pregnant woman swelled there. Lily was full of her beloved’s seed—she could feel it caressing her insides, loving her, keeping her warm.

A home. A nest of love for her and her wife, where they could love each other anywhere they wanted without a care in the world.

No need to hide or make excuses—Lily and Nia could make love wherever they desired. That thought made both girls feel their bodies grow warm, their fingers naturally moving to pleasure each other without a word needing to be spoken.

“Nhn… Lily…”

Nia’s sweet, delicate voice began to intertwine with erratic breaths. In a sudden, desperate move for love, Nia cupped Lily’s head with both hands, her slender fingers tangling in silver hair as she pulled her wife’s face closer to her drenched core.

Her clit was carefully teased with light, provocative presses from Lily’s fingers, while both petals of her vagina trembled as her wife devoured her with hungry lips.

“Ah… Ngh… I-I’m coming!”

Nia’s eyes shut tight. From the center of her vagina, like a dam on the verge of breaking, a dense wave of love juices burst forth in a flood.

“Lily! Lily! I’m… I’m coming… Nhm!” Arching her back, the metamorph trembled helplessly.

Nia felt as if she were floating—in truth, that wasn’t wrong. As climax after climax crashed into her mind, the single leg keeping her grounded buckled. Yet before she could collapse, two hands seized her thighs, pressing her against the wall.

Lily drank greedily of the nectar she loved so much, her ears blessed by her wife’s moans that continued until the very last drop flowed. Her tongue served as a ramp for the sweet nectar that poured even deeper inside her. When her stomach was once again filled with that warm, delicious layer, her face finally pulled away.

“Delicious~”

Rising while licking her lips, Lily held her wife, who had already nestled her head between her breasts, drooling as her legs wrapped tightly around her back. Each of Nia’s toes stretched and curled as waves of powerful orgasms ravaged her mind.

“Good job~”

Whispering softly, Lily looked at the beautiful girl resting against her large breasts. Nia breathed heavily, her eyes blinking as though she were fighting to stay awake. Yet instead of hugging Lily’s neck as she usually would, each of her small hands clutched one of her nipples, her blushing face making it clear that she wanted more love.

“My naughty girl never wastes any time, does she~”

How could something so adorable exist? Lily honestly couldn’t contain her joy at the thought. She could feel Nia’s cheeks molding against the shape of her breasts, her flushed face growing redder as she melted into her wife’s warmth, as though she couldn’t live without it.

“I love you, Lily… I… love… love Lily…” Nia murmured in broken phrases, continuing to declare her love.

“I love you too, Nia.” Pressing a gentle kiss into the girl’s purple hair, Lily curved her lips into a smile as her own cheeks flushed.

With one hand supporting Nia’s bottom and the other caressing her back, Lily began to walk down the corridors in search of the next room to explore. Walking with her breasts being fondled wasn’t easy; soft moans slipped from her lips whenever the tingling pleasure invaded her mind.

“Maybe it’s a good time to see outside now.”

Passing through a double door, Lily’s eyes took in the many bridges formed by the branches of the enormous tree with golden leaves.

The wing of the mansion they had chosen was vast, wide enough that her gaze couldn’t take it all in at once. More wings spread out along the paths, with smaller mansions scattered among them. Visiting everything in one go would take more than a day, so, focusing on the places that piqued her interest most, she walked on, carrying her mischievous wife.

At the end of one of the tree’s branches, raised in white wood and about four meters tall, stood a majestic gazebo. Its domed roof was supported by six evenly spaced pillars. Inside, a modest round central table was encircled by a white, circular sofa. Without wasting time, Lily sat down.

“The feeling of freedom is truly wonderful.” Stretching her arms upward as she breathed deeply, Lily let out a long sigh of relaxation.

Since this was their home, there was no need to worry about etiquette, and with no neighbors around, the girls didn’t need to wear clothes if they didn’t want to.

“Nnah… Yes… Nhn… Freedom…”

With a mischievous smile on her lips, Nia continued to toy with Lily’s nipples. Now, finally able to move freely on her wife’s lap thanks to the sofa, she could no longer limit herself to using only her fingers.

Sticking out her damp tongue, Nia fixed her eyes on Lily’s left breast. With a gentle motion, she covered the erect nipple with her mouth. All the lovemaking before, along with the recent stimulation, had already made it stiff enough, and now, alternating with light bites of her teeth, Nia sucked it intensely.

“Such a bad girl…”

Turning Nia’s body so that her neck rested on her thighs, Lily brought her wife’s face close to her breast.

“... Lily?” A doubtful expression appeared on Nia’s face, her tearful eyes—still hazy from her recent orgasms—fixating on the breast now completely exposed to her.

“Naughty bad girls deserve rewards.”

Lily’s reply didn’t need further explanation, because immediately after, Nia felt a hand grasp her penis once more.

“Hyaaaah!”

A cry escaped Nia’s lips. Completely caught off guard, she struggled not to lose herself in the pleasure and tried to face her wife. But as soon as her eyes locked onto the silver-haired beauty, she saw a thin smile stretching from ear to ear and a predatory gaze fixed on her.

“Do you really think I didn’t feel your perverted cock pressing against my navel the whole way here? My wife just poured liters inside me, and yet you’re already desperate to be inside me again, aren’t you?”

“Lily... Mnh... I—!?”

Nia tried to form words, but they were immediately silenced by a large nipple filling her mouth.

“If you reach for my warmth with such a red face, Nia, how could I possibly resist helping you~”

A strong heat began to spread through Lily’s groin, her mismatched eyes fixed on the throbbing shaft begging for relief.

Although she longed to take Nia’s cock inside her immediately and kiss it with her womb, the girl knew her body still needed time to handle the overwhelming amount of seed already filling her.

“Now, close your eyes and focus only on my voice.”

Whispering softly, Lily guided her beloved, who obeyed without hesitation.

“Nhm...”

With her mouth completely filled by her wife’s nipple, Nia could barely contain the gentle spasms of her body as she felt that soft thigh pressing against her.

“There’s no need to hold back, my love. Let your wife take care of everything.”

With her left hand tenderly stroking the purple strands of hair, Lily formed a ring with her thumb and index finger, wrapping it around the base of Nia’s swollen tip.

Applying just enough pressure to make the flushed shaft twitch, Lily began moving her hand up and down with smooth precision. The cock was so thick she couldn’t fully wrap her fingers around it, yet every stroke drew out more slickness.

“There’s nothing to fear. Don’t resist. Surrender yourself completely to me.” Her whisper denied Nia any chance of refusing the delicious sensations flooding her body. “I’ll handle everything—leave it all to me.”

“Nhm... Ngn...”

Nia’s back arched. No longer able to restrain her hips, she found herself rocking up and down, as if trying to fuck the hand stroking her.

“Yes, just like that. Your movements are so beautiful, Nia—you’re so beautiful.”

Watching the powerful erection made Lily’s face burn hotter. Her mouth watered as she watched her own right hand glide faster and faster. She wanted to pleasure her wife’s cock—she craved making Nia feel good.

Lily couldn’t help but swallow hard as her eyes fell on the massive, thick thirty-centimeter shaft, once again hard between Nia’s legs. The pinkish, slightly flushed glans was already leaking a viscous fluid, spreading lubrication along the entire length.

“You’re such a cute girl, Nia. You always give your best—I’m so proud of you.”

Nia’s hips trembled as Lily’s fingers worked her stiff cock. The metamorph could feel Lily’s scent enveloping her body, the warmth of those soft thighs cradling her head like the safest place in the world—where she could just be herself.

“Such a naughty girl, with such a thick, hard cock… you must only ever imagine your wife, all the time~”

Nia couldn’t resist that sweet voice. Her ears quivered, her face flushed hotter. No matter where Lily touched, the sensations were overwhelming. Her legs kicked and shifted wildly, desperate for more of those fingers that gave her such bliss.

While sucking on Lily’s left breast, Nia used her hands to knead the right one.

With her eyes closed—shutting off her mana-location, not even using her wife’s eyes—she had no idea how she looked. But sucking and squeezing those breasts while grinding her hips for more pleasure made it obvious: she looked like a hopeless pervert.

But she didn’t need correction—she needed Lily.

Nia knew her wife would embrace even her filthiest side. She didn’t need to hide what she wanted.

She wanted to feel more of Lily. She wanted to give more love to Lily. She wanted to explode her seed all over her wife’s body, to watch the white ropes dripping down her skin.

Lily didn’t need words to understand. Nia was clutching her breasts so tightly and moving her hips so desperately that it was obvious—she was about to break.

“If you want to cum that badly, I’d never stop you. Pour it all out for me—liters and liters, just for me, okay?”

Rubbing even faster now, Lily used all her fingers to squeeze the girl’s thick cock. Her hand was slick with the precum leaking from the swollen tip, every stroke so obscene that she could watch her wife convulse in pleasure.

“Nhm… Nn…”

Even on the brink of climax, Nia never let go of her breasts, her body rocking frantically.

And then—it finally happened.

A shiver of absolute bliss shot up her spine and flooded her mind with a devastating orgasm. With a cry so powerful it echoed through the room, Nia felt the eruption surge from deep in her groin to the very tip of her cock the moment Lily’s fingers squeezed down once more.

Like a volcano erupting, a dense, white jet burst upward. The thick, scalding fluid had such force it shot several meters into the air before raining down perfectly over her wife—who was already waiting eagerly with her tongue out.

“Yes, good girl~”

As she savored the sweet taste of Nia’s seed coating her tongue and throat, Lily reveled in the sticky ropes sliding down her hair and face.

“You really are talented at covering me in cum, aren’t you~”

From her hair, neck, and collarbone—without a single drop spilling onto the floor—Nia kept aiming only at Lily as her climax continued.

The purple-haired girl pressed herself tightly against her wife, her face glowing with shyness and ecstasy, her small hands clutching Lily to keep her from pulling away as she spilled every last drop of her seed onto her beloved’s body.

Gently, Lily kept stroking her lover’s hair while slowly working her cock, making sure every bit of that hot cum was drawn out properly.

When Nia finally released everything, Lily began to drink her reward, carefully licking up and swallowing the seed that coated her body. After several minutes of feasting, Lily once again felt Nia sucking on her nipples, her flushed cheeks rubbing against her thighs.

“Mhn… you’re like a kitten searching for milk. But your wife can’t give you her milk just yet,” Lily whispered between moans, hugging her tighter so she wouldn’t stop.

Lily knew that during pregnancy, her body would eventually begin to lactate. Given the sheer amount of love juices and semen they could already produce, she was certain it would be the same with her breast milk.

“Nhn… when it starts, then—I’ll drink all of Lily’s milk…”

“But then there wouldn’t be any left for our baby~”

At those words, Nia froze. Her eyes widened, her jaw dropped, and her fingers—until now squeezing her rosy breasts—went stiff, like tiny paws that had lost their target.

How much cuter could this girl get? Once again, Lily couldn’t help but blush.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll produce more than enough to feed both of my precious babies. I’ll keep you as full and satisfied as you want, my love. I’d never let you go without.”

With a motion full of confidence, Lily straightened her back and proudly pushed out her ample chest. Her majestic breasts swayed with pride, the subtle movements tugging her nipples in different angles, making the colossal mounds rise and fall with such magnificence that Nia snapped back to her senses.

From the time her breasts had begun growing at the end of puberty until they had become so large, Lily had always been bothered by how inconvenient they were in her daily life. But after meeting her beloved and receiving so much love, she finally understood—her bust size was no curse.

Still confidently displaying the breasts that would one day produce gallons of milk for her wife and child, a powerful gust of wind swept their way. Considering the house stood at the height of the clouds, it wasn’t strange for the winds to be so strong. Lily raised her arm to shield her wife from the chill—when suddenly, she felt something soft wrapping around her.

“Ah…” Was all her mind could come up with.

A long, thick tail of purple fur—tipped with shimmering silver—swayed gently in the air. Two pointed, triangular ears twitched atop her purple hair, the soft, sweet-scented fur quivering to the rhythm of her breath.

“The barrier would’ve been enough to block the wind, but… I guess having something warm and fluffy to hold onto feels nice.”

Crawling out of Lily’s lap, Nia moved on all fours across the sofa, leaning her body forward. Curling her fingers as if claws extended from them, she bent her wrists inward, her tail swaying to its own rhythm.

“Nyan~”

There was simply no way this could end any other way.

“Nyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

A powerful moan burst from Nia’s lips the instant a thick cock slammed against the entrance of her womb.

“Nia! Nia! Nia!”

With none of her usual composure, Lily thrust her hips back and forth while crying out her beloved’s name, all the pent-up desire from the last several minutes exploding at once.

It was unfair—completely unfair. How could Nia act so irresistibly cute without expecting it to shatter Lily’s sanity? She could no longer hold her love back; she needed to release everything inside her wife.

“Nia, trying to seduce me in such an adorable way! My naughty girl!”

Her lips trembled, and her mismatched eyes glistened with tears. Penetration alone wasn’t enough—Lily needed to reach deep inside Nia, to kiss the entrance of her womb with her cock and pour liters of seed into her.

“Lily! Harder, please! You don’t have to hold back! I want to feel all of Lily inside me!” Nia screamed at the top of her lungs.

The metamorph could feel the rays of the sun and the chill of the morning breeze. They had made love in caves and even among trees, but never like this—never out in the open. The new sensation spread her mind wide, as if an entirely new world was unfolding before her.

Drool spilled from her lips, her tongue lolling as the hot cock thrust through her walls, striking her womb and flooding her thoughts with pleasure.

“Ah… Nyah… Aaaah… Nhm…”

Her arms could no longer support her, and she collapsed onto the cushions, her waist gripped tightly by her wife, who continued pounding into her without pause.

Nia could feel every part of her pussy screaming with joy. Lily’s hips smacked against her ass, reshaping it with the force of her thighs and grinding Nia’s face into the sofa’s upholstery.

“Nia… so tight… so hot… Hhm…”

Every one of Lily’s holes still leaked with the seed from their lovemaking in the hall. Her belly was so swollen it looked as though she were already several months pregnant, but that didn’t stop her from pushing her cock as deep as possible.

She could feel every nerve, every trembling inch of Nia’s insides growing hotter as she rubbed against them. Her wife’s body tightened and released in rhythm with each thrust. The sensation was exquisite, so delicious that she wanted to close her eyes and drown in it—but Lily couldn’t, because she wanted to etch forever into her soul the face Nia was making now.

“Are you a little fox in heat, a naughty maid, or a horny wife?”

As Lily teased her, she felt Nia’s legs growing weaker, her inner walls clamping down tighter while waves of overwhelming pleasure rippled up her spine into her brain.

“Mnh… all of it… ah… aaaaah! I’m everything Lily wants me to be! Please… ah… Lily, I want to feel more of you!”

Her flushed cheek rubbed against the sofa, her red eyes glowing like they were filled with hearts as she turned her head to gaze back at her wife.

Lily could never refuse such a request.

Letting go of Nia’s waist, she wrapped both arms around the fluffy tail, pressing it against her breasts to keep the girl’s body steady.

“Nyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

Just like the girl’s tentacles turned into erogenous zones whenever Lily touched them, her tail was no different. The instant her wife pressed intensely against its sensitive points, it was as if a short circuit exploded inside her mind.

A gush of love juices burst out of Nia’s vagina, covering Lily’s waist and thighs. Her body trembled uncontrollably as she climaxed, without even the strength to announce she had reached her limit.

“Nyah… Nhm… Ah… Nyah…”

Like a feline, Nia stretched her arms and knees, a desperate attempt by her mind to remain lucid against the relentless tide of orgasms crashing through her.

Even without claws, her nails dug into the sofa. Violent shocks ran through her body, and vulgar sounds echoed throughout the gazebo.

Her crotch was a mess, her ass was being pressed tightly against her wife’s thighs, and on top of all that, even as she kept cumming again and again, Lily never stopped thrusting her thick cock inside her.

The pleasure building up between her legs was far too much for her mind to process. Nia didn’t even know how many times she had climaxed, or how many liters of nectar had already spilled onto the floor. She could barely focus her eyes—the bliss was simply too overwhelming.

“Nia, I love you so much!”

The strands of Nia’s tail were thick and silky, like a field of wheat as soft as cotton. So warm and comforting, it was like embracing the most luxurious blanket in the world.

Lily panted for air even though she didn’t need to breathe, the delicious scent of her wife mixing with her own.

Her cock throbbed with intensity, their bodies drenched in sweat. Every thrust buried her shaft as deep as possible, feeling Nia’s vagina and womb clench around the guest in pure delight.

There wasn’t a trace of resistance. Lily could hug the girl’s tail and pound her cock against her womb with all the force she wanted, every movement of her hips tearing another powerful orgasm out of her beloved.

“Nia… Nhm… I’m going to cum…!”

Her pace quickened, her eyes rolling back as she felt something inside her about to be unleashed.

“Lily, I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you!”

Calling out her wife’s name and declaring her love was the only way for the metamorph to cling to her sanity. Nia felt an orgasm every single time Lily’s glans struck against her womb.

Clutching her wife’s tail even tighter, Lily rocked Nia’s body back and forth while swinging her hips, the vulgar sound of sweaty flesh slapping echoing like pounding beats throughout the great tree.

“Cumming! Nhm… Aaaaah! Cumming!”

With one last powerful thrust, Lily drove her cock as deep as she could. From the very center of her wife’s womb, a flood of hot semen erupted the moment her shaft released everything it had stored.

“Aaah…! Nyah…! Aaah! Nhm! C-Cumming! Ah… Haah… Nyaaaah!”

Both girls’ backs arched, their limbs convulsing as their erratic minds struggled to cope with the overwhelming orgasm crashing into them uncontrollably.

Lily no longer had the strength to even stay on her knees, her body collapsing over Nia’s as her cock continued releasing thick seed against the walls of her beloved’s vagina.

Nia, in the same way, could feel her crotch pulsing frantically. The many holes her nails had carved into the sofa served as her only anchor to hold onto her sanity.

“Ah… Aah…”

“Nhm… Ah…”

Two heavy breaths intertwined, the mingled love juices running down both girls’ legs, becoming one as they dripped onto the sofa.

Now lying on Nia’s back, Lily felt her beloved’s tail gently wrapping around her body once again. Her mind did its best to cope with the pleasant shiver coursing through her whole being, while another stimulus soon arrived—Nia turning toward her, Lily’s cock still buried deep inside her.

“Lily…”

A sweet voice came from the girl, her red eyes locked onto Lily’s dual-colored gaze, her hands tenderly cupping her cheeks. Nia’s belly began to swell as each load of semen poured into her, the protrusion pushing her navel upward, making her look pregnant.

Her pointed ears flushed red at the tips, her body trembling softly as more climaxes invaded her mind. Yet none of that made her avert her gaze from her wife.

“Lily, I want your seed to enter my eggs. I want to ovulate and feel Lily’s semen fertilizing me. I want to carry Lily’s babies, many of them.”

Even though the time she could remain separated from Lily’s body had increased, it still wasn’t enough for a full pregnancy. Just as Lily dreamed of being pregnant, one of the metamorph’s greatest wishes was to carry her wife’s children.

Feeling those gentle fingers caressing her cheek, Lily reached out both arms and pulled her wife’s head to rest against her chest.

“We’ll get the next books, Nia. I promise.” Stroking Nia’s hair with care and giving light pats to her back, Lily whispered in a tender, gentle tone. “I’ll definitely make you pregnant one day.”

Those words, spoken with such seriousness they seemed to cut through the air, made the tips of the metamorph’s eyes tingle. Slowly, little tears began to form, forcing her to bury her face against her beloved’s breasts.

“I love you, Lily!”

Fighting against the unstoppable tears of joy, Nia squeezed her wife even tighter, rewarded with countless kisses upon her head and fluffy ears.

“I love you, Nia.”

A long moment passed in which nothing but each other’s warmth existed. Lily didn’t rush her, letting Nia release her feelings for as long as she needed.

Slowly, two red, tear-brimmed eyes peeked out from her wife’s chest—only to be met with a soft kiss upon each one.

“Hihi~”

As Lily’s lips wiped away the last of her tears, Nia let out a light giggle and wrapped her arms around the girl’s neck. Her mouth opened into a radiant smile.

“I love you so much, Lily.”

Pressing her cheek close, Nia made sure her words were whispered as near as possible to her beloved’s ear, making Lily’s ears flush at the warmth of the intimate confession.

Just as Lily was about to respond, a warm tongue slipped into her mouth, answering in a different, undeniable way.

Nia was usually shy and rarely took the initiative, but when she did, Lily was always caught off guard, completely captivated.

Sitting down in the chair to adjust her lover more comfortably in her arms, Lily allowed the metamorph’s tongue to roam freely through her mouth. Nia wasn’t particularly fond of intense, lingering kisses in these moments; she preferred simply intertwining their tongues just long enough for their saliva to mingle into one.

Wet, slurping sounds echoed across the sofa as Nia slowly pulled her face back just a few centimeters. Her long fox tail and numerous tentacles curled around Lily, keeping her close.

The silver-haired girl realized that before continuing their exploration, Nia intended to rest her trembling body. It was easy to understand why: her anus, penis, and vagina were all coated with thick layers of semen and love juice, her crotch still pulsing as the remnants settled inside her uterus.

Deciding to wait a few minutes to move without difficulty, Lily became aware of her surroundings.

Looking around the gazebo, she brought a hand to her chin. “There are plenty of short, interlaced branches here that could serve as support. With a little effort, I think I could build a hanging garden right here.”

“That garden where the plants hang? I remember you talking about it before, Lily!”

Though Nia’s eyes had been closed to rest, the moment Lily mentioned it, she snapped awake, grabbing her shoulders and speaking with excitement.

“Yes, that one. You’re so adorable for remembering.” Pulling her closer into another embrace, Lily reflected on the first time she had explained it to Nia back in Stardust Spring.

The garden at the base of the tree, hiding the entrance to the first floor, was undeniably unique. But even if Rhei had given her everything in the labyrinth, Lily couldn’t feel satisfied just taking a ready-made flowerbed. Being the daughter of a florist and carrying her family’s pride, she wanted to create a garden herself—one her father could be proud of.

“Later, we’ll gather the seedlings for the garden! I’ve logged the coordinates for all the plants we’ve passed, so just tell me the order you want to collect them, and I’ll get them for you in no time.”

Speaking with excitement, Nia pulled Lily closer, bouncing slightly on her hip as if to show she was ready at any moment.

“Thank you for helping me, my love.”

Grateful for her wife’s support in building this dream, Lily pulled them closer together before resuming their exploration.

Wrapped in each other’s embrace, the two girls calmed their bodies with the gentle warmth of their closeness.