Bachelorette InterLewd: Milky Minotaur on the Farm [❤️❤️❤️]

A new day dawns, except not really. Since you’re in a simulation room, it only looks like the sun is rising over vast green fields. To be fair, the sun outside the room is also a projection. But that doesn’t matter! The men wake up, having found their rooms merged in a sort of worker’s quarters. They trickle out in confusion, finding a tanned minotauress waiting for them.

You are Quinn, in the guise of a literal cowgirl. Your seven-foot, venusian frame is barely contained within your jean overalls and white shirt. Your long black hair is braided into pigtails that rest comfortably on your chest. When you clap your hands to get their attention, your H-cups jiggle against the tight overalls and wet spots bleed through the shirt.

“Good morning, guys!” You prop up your cowgirl hat. “Hope you’re ready for a good day’s work!”

Many of them are too focused on your tits. A few of their eyes open in realization when they see your slightly elongated face, horns, hooves, and cow tail.

“You’re a minotauress!” One exclaims. “I’ve never seen one in person.”

“I didn’t expect them to be so…shapely.” Another says.

“Well, Quinn is beautiful no matter what form she takes…”

“D’awww.” You wave your hand sheepishly and hide your reddening face. “Y’all are make me blush! Still, we’ve got work to do. Help me move those hay bales.”

Before the group of men move away completely, you get behind the man who complimented you, Yohan. He stops when your rest your huge bust on his shoulders and cranes his neck to peer over your abundant tits to look at you.

“A man as sweet you deserves a little bonus.” You wrap him in a big hug, boobs smothering his head completely, and kiss him on the top of his head. When you release him, he gasps for breath and teeters away. “Go get ‘em, tiger!”

You slap his ass. Nice.

Over the next few hours, you help them through a variety of strenuous activities under a merciless sun. Your presence gets the men to compete with each other for your attention. You reward the highest performers with brief caresses and chaste pecks. While you’re carrying a hay bale under each arm and one stuck on your horns, the eager ones rush ahead of you to you see them work.

You get a good view of their toned butts, too~

With all the activity and heat, the men take off their shirts. You’re treated to a buffet of male physiques. Dad bods, strongmen, ripped, slim, sturdy…some catch you watching them, licking your lips. All these men, just for you.

Yum.

You also give them a show. You release small groans and sexy little huffs as you work with them. You wave your chest and ass in their faces, craving the feeling of them eye-fucking you. As time passes, your shirt gets worn down from the swinging of your massive tits. It goes from covering up to your neck, to exposing your shoulders, until finally it’s nothing but a rumpled mess barely holding your boobs in your overalls.

You don’t need to sweat. But they just love to watch you wipe yourself down. Your face, your armpits, in your open cleavage. One of the goblins pilfered one of your discarded sweat rags and stuffed it in his face. Jokes on him, his erection made it harder to carry the canisters to the barn.

Mostly because you were trailing in front of him, wagging your butt just out of reach. You’d slow down just enough that it was within grabbing distance…then take a few strides further just as he lets go of the canister to give your plush rear a squeeze.

It’s been a few hours since you started. The men are exhausted and horny. You’re all taking a break in one of the barns. A few of them are lying on hay bales, trying to catch their breath.

Now all you need is for them to be invigorated and even hornier.

“Alright guys!” You hop in place boobily and entwine your fingers. “You’ve all done great! Now, who wants refreshments?”

All of them raise their hands. You hide your smirk behind your steepled fingers. All according to keicocku.1Note: keicocku is Quinnese for an elaborate plan with the purpose of getting dicked down by multiple men, preferably at the same time.

You are Elion, one of a couple elves in Haven. A few hours ago, Quinn almost suffocated you between her breasts. You’re still reeling from the experience. And the heat exhaustion. Quinn has worked the lot of you to the bone.

Watching her get sweaty as she carried those milk canisters around was a treat. Whenever she spotted someone staring at her body, shining with sweat, she gave them a wink. Carrying all that stuff with erections is hard.

The others are struggling to catch their breaths. Even the dwarves, with their stubborn endurance, are having a hard time. So when Quinn comes back holding a platter of ice cream scoops, only a few of you can get up and grab some.

Which is convenient, because there’s not enough bowls for everyone. Quinn happily passes them out to those who can still stand.

You’re the first to grab a bowl. You gobble it down quickly, thanking your thin snow elf bloodline for protecting you against the brain freeze the others suffer from. You look at Quinn’s round ass as she daintily passes the ice cream around, eyes glued on the drop of sweat running down her spine, the glance of her huge side-boob swinging through her overalls. As the treat settles in your stomach, you realize something.

You’re aroused. A lot more than normal.

“I’ll get some more. You guys rest!” Quinn waves and saunters out of the barn.

Curious. Where did she get the ice cream?

After waiting a couple minutes, you leave the barn to follow. Her deep hoof marks lead you to another building with a door slightly ajar. Soft, stifled moans leak through. You peek through and your cock almost tears a hole in your pants.

Quinn is leaning on a bar, her enormous tits swaying freely over a bucket. She gropes one of her boobs with both hands, stifling another moan as she squeezes it. Milk pours out of her nipple, on and on, in quantities you never thought possible. The milk slows down just before it spills over the rim of the bucket.

Quinn stands up with a sigh of relief. She grabs the bucket and pours the milk into a canister before bringing it back and starting again with her other tit.

You watch as she fills bucket after bucket, the discomfort on her face slowly disappearing with each one. You’ve been rubbing your dick through your jeans the whole while. When she licks her hands clean, you swear she spots you.

“Hey Elion!” She did see you! “Want to help me get the ice cream ready?”

She winks at you and squeezes her breasts together. Your jaw slowly drops as the milk arcs into the bucket.

“I’ll let you try some from the tap?”

You run in, standing at attention. She hides a giggle with her hand and pulls up another bucket. She leans on the bar, her bright pink nipples bobbing a few inches above them. She looks up at you and motions for you to get close.

“Let’s finish the canister. I’ll treat you to the rest.”

Swallowing your nerves, you cup her huge tits. Quinn nods encouragingly, and you squeeze her magnificent mammaries. A long stream of milk jets into the bucket, shooting on and on as your fingers dig deeper into her abundant titflesh. Quinn shudders under your grasp as the milk finally peters off.

Your ears twitch as you barely hear her mutter something under her breath.

Your dick is rock hard and you’ve only squeezed one of her boobs. Her sultry smile pushes you to keep going. You grab her other breast and slowly squeeze the milk from it, watching her bottom lip tremble in barely repressed joy. Just as the last few drops land in the bucket, you hear it again.

“Moo~”

Your heart races. She’s really getting off on this! You quickly bring the buckets to fill the canister, spilling some on the way. Damn it, what a waste. Dropping the buckets beneath her heaving tits, your crotch passing way too close to Quinn’s smiling face…you grumble as you sit down, unable to wave your dick in her face and milk her at the same time.

You milk the demon minotauress, the abundance of her reserves tickling the cock desperately trying to break through your pants.

“Mooooo~!” Her moans grow louder, her fluttering eyelids and plush lips teasing you more than ever. “Ahn~! Good, very good! Moooooooo~!”

Two buckets, four, six, eight…Her lusty smirk stops you in your tracks as you finish pouring the tenth bucket into the canister. You drop the buckets by her and you’re about to sit down when her slender fingers trail up the imprint of your dick in your pants.

“Let me finish it off…you look tired lugging those things around.”

The buckets are not that heavy, though? She pulls down your pants and takes a deep inhale as your length bobs in front of her face. Quinn massages your testicles in one hand, fingers rubbing circles on your bloated balls.

Her lips peck the tip of your cock and her eyes roll up to look at your face as you struggle not to blow your load in her face right there. Her hands slowly rub her tits, grabbing them by the nipples and letting dribbles of milk drop into the buckets. Her cheekbones become more defined as she sucks your dick into her mouth in its entirety.

Her ears twitch happily as you writhe around. You’re more focused on staying standing as her tongue wraps around your length and her muffled moo’s send thrills up your spine. The tip of your cock bulges down her throat and you look for anything to hold onto.

You find her horns.

You pull her head deeper on your cock and you gasp. Quinn doesn’t slow down, her throat massaging every inch of your length. You pull back and shove yourself down her throat again.

“Mfffgmooo~!”

She’s enjoying this. She moans louder through your crotch. Her hands clench onto her nipples, spraying more milk into the buckets. So you pull her face closer and start face-fucking her like you’ve wanted to since the very beginning. Every thrust, she squeezes her tits more, filling the buckets past the brim with her delicious milk.

You’ve been so pent up that after five pumps you shoot your load down her throat. Quinn pulls your semi-flaccid dick out of her throat gives you a smile as you stumble back, stars in your vision. She gets up with a stretch and pulls a ladle to taste.

“Yum! I knew it would taste better when I fuck.” Quinn spares you a glance as she pours the last two buckets in the canister. “You look happy. Still want to try some from the tap?”

You pull yourself out of the hay pile and nod.

“Do you happen to know ice magic?”

Damn. “Sorry. Only some minor spells, mostly wind-based.”

“That’s fine.” She shrugs, the movement of her boobs causing a sputter of milk to drip from her engorged nipples. “Let’s do it the old-fashioned way.”

She loads the canister in some sort of wheel with other canisters attached and beckons you to come closer. Quinn shows you one of the handles and the two of you get to turning the wheel. After a couple minutes, the canisters are misty with cold and your arms are burning. Quinn clearly did most of the work, the wheel barely slowing down as you got more tired.

You collapse in the hay pile again as Quinn unloads the canisters. A shadow passes over you as you’re catching your breath. Quinn’s huge tits block your sight from most of her face, but her eyes are clearly smiling. You wonder what she’s about to do and your cock springs up again.

She sits down at your side, resting your head on her plush thighs. They’re comfy…So comfy you close your eyes and relax. You muffle out a yelp in surprise when you feel her finger drawing circles around your dick. Her beach-ball size boob hovers over you, the puffy pink nipple hovering inches from your mouth.

You latch on and the rich milk fills your mouth, creamier and more delicious than ever. Your dick snaps up almost immediately, Quinn taking your cock in her hand and slowly jacks you off.

“Ara~, ara~” She giggles and bites her lip as a wave of pleasure runs through you both. “Eager, aren’t we?”

Your cheeks fill up with milk, Quinn rubbing the top of your head and your ears with her free hand.

“Good boy~ Drink up, regain your strength~” She coos as another thick swallow of her milk fills your mouth. “You worked so hard! No wonder your balls were so heavy~ Let me empty them like you emptied my tits.”

Your hips thrust upwards as your dick pulses, her hand gliding up and down your length faster and faster. You gulp down more of Quinn’s milk, your dick getting harder with every drop you guzzle down. You finally cum, spraying semen into the air like fireworks. Quinn looks away from your face, opening her mouth and stretching out her tongue to catch all the drops. Her thighs shift with arousal under you.

Another wave of milk fills your mouth. You drink it all down, even if you’re already full. Your cock sputters a few more shots and Quinn moos contently. She gets up, your lips hanging on every inch of her nipple as she pulls away.

“Good boy.” She winks at you and helps you up.

A few minutes later, both of you are fully clothed and carrying more ice cream to the others. As you pass a scoop to Red he nods at her and asks you something.

“Did her breasts get bigger?”

You’d respond, but you’re busy stifling burps.

When Elion came back with Quinn carrying more ice cream, you had an idea of what happened. It was clear from his woozy expression, milk ‘stache, and the rich bovine musk rolling off him. You are the slayer of the Chalkvalley murk drakes, conqueror of six rivers, alpha of the Crimson Claw pack.

Well, you were. Before.

Now, you’re just Red. Though you fell far, things have gotten much better since Quinn freed you. And to live in her territory, you must accept being tamed. For the alpha of a magical plane, she’s quite endearing.

Maybe a bit voracious. Elion snoozes with a stuffed stomach, his hand unconsciously stroking his exposed dick. Quinn must have been quite happy with him. You’re dealing with similar urges, and you’ve recovered enough from the work to follow Quinn after she leaves the barn.

You’re not the only one.

Clip and Cole follow you. The dwarf pair pass a frazzled elf and accidentally spill his ice cream. The elf, Unlucky, looks sadly at the ice cream melting in the hay. He sighs and joins you.

As you approach the building, you hear the whirring of an engine. And beneath that, something else, like flesh slapping together. And a voice.

“Mooo~! Mooooooo~!” It’s Quinn’s voice. “Yes, yes! Milk me!~ Mooo!~”

The four of you look at each other. Who is she having sex with? Neither the elf nor the dwarves seem willing to approach the door. You roll your eyes and slide the door open, your jaws dropping at the sight.

She’s squatting onto a studded pink dildo, her pussy swallowing the thing as her juices run down it. Every time her thick thighs lower her on the dildo, she moos louder and a splash of milk erupts from her tits. Clear industrial clamps fill up with her milk and suck it up through thick black tubes into a huge container. Her arms are trying to keep her massive tits from flailing around too wildly.

It’s a losing battle. Her eyes roll back further and the clamps almost pop off of her as she spears herself faster on the studded dick. She spots you four staring, and she slows down, her thick lips splitting into an approachable smile.

“Hey guys!” Quinn holds her bust together with both hands and shivers as she squeezes them together. “Turns out sex while I get milked makes my milk sweeter. Do want to help me improve this batch?”

She yanks off the clamps and pulls herself off the toy, strands of fluid sticking to the dildo. She walks on all fours to get close. She pushes out her huge bust and rubs her gigantic butt, licking her lips as your heart thunders in your chest.

“I’m also okay with just playing with your dicks.”

“Alpha Quinn, I—” You step forwards.

“Apapap! None of that!” She stands at her full height, looking down at you from between her huge tits as she wags her finger. “Lord, Lady, Daddy, Mommy, or just Quinn. No omegaverse crap. Now come on over and fuck my tits.”

She leans down so her face is at your chest, her beachball boobs dribbling milk as they rest gently on the ground; the perfect height to slip your dick into. That flawless cleavage invites you into her embrace. Well, she is the alpha.

You pull down your pants and glide your cock across her abundant mountains. Her sultry green eyes meet yours and she squeezes her boobs together to envelop your length in its entirety with a beautiful smile.

“Good boy~” The praise makes your tail wag. “You’re so big~”

You shudder as Quinn slowly massages your cock with her massive tits, milk dribbling from her pink nipples every time she moves them. She spares a glance at the other three guys rubbing their dicks. She laughs, not in a mean way. As if she’s just realized she’s forgotten something.

“You know guys, demons have weird bodies.” She pauses in her titjob, rubbing her hands over her nipples several times, her feathery eyelashes fluttering each time. Quinn moans with each turn and her nipples grow bigger until it looks like you can stuff something inside the gushing areola. “See? Looks sexy, right?”

Her fingers dig into her nipples, a spray of milk making your cock even harder. Clip and Cole grin at each other and each grab a boob that’s only a little smaller than them. They take fistfuls of her thick titflesh, Quinn purring as they rub their cockheads over her nipples.

“Ahn~! You enjoying my fat mino-tiddies? Imagine how good they feel inside~”

The dwarves groan as their dicks catch onto her nipples, her shuddering tits gushing milk by the gallon. Until the pair shove their cocks inside her tits with a pop, their thrusts squeezing Quinn’s boobs tighter around your cock. You whine in pleasure as those pillowy mounds slather milk over your member, the aphrodisiac making it harder than steel.

“Fffuck, she’s tight!”

“How are you liking my nippussies, boys?” She coos sexily when the pair thrust her tits together. “What are you-mooo-waiting for, Unlucky?”

Quinn slaps her huge ass, the ripple running down tree-trunk thighs as droplets of arousal shake off her cow tail. The elf gets behind her and aims his cock into the thick ass mass before thrusting in all at once. He hisses under his breath as Quinn yelps in surprise, her snapping straight up.

“That’s not!—Ahn!” She tries to say something, but the dwarves thrust even deeper into her boobs.

Whatever she was going to say is lost as her eyes roll back and she bites her lip. She grabs you by the shoulders as Unlucky shoves his cock into her again and pulls her tail. Her hazy eyes stare at you lustfully, begging you to fuck her cleavage even harder. How can you refuse?

The four of you take every hole she’s offered you, plundering into her depths and watching every fuckable part of her jiggle and bounce around. Quinn stuffs her face into your hairy chest, huffing in your scent and muffling slutty groans as the dwarves increase their pace. She looks up at you with a half-lidded gaze, her plush lips kissing you between the abs. Her cheeks sallow as her tongue slithers out of her mouth and teases the base of your rod.

“Such a delicious body~…Such a delicious cock~!”

Her tongue wraps around your knot several times, drowning your pulsating dick in a fiery lust.

The dwarves slam their dicks into her nipples and shudder as they shoot their cum inside her boobs. You can feel her tits swell around your length, feel Quinn’s tongue spasm around your knot, feel the mounting orgasm. Your howl drowns out Unlucky’s climax and your cock sprays a geyser of jizz between the minotauress’ hearty boobs.

It only breaks through her cleavage after your third rope, pooling from between her sloshing boobs and running down her chest to churn onto the base of your cock. And into Quinn’s tongue. She slurps up your cum loudly as you stare at her, still recovering from the orgasm.

The dwarves pull their dicks out of her nipples with a pair of loud pops, cum and milk pooling out of her breasts. They high five and you roll your eyes. Why can’t they take this seriously?

“Yeah!” Quinn high-fives them, then offers you her own hand.

Your cum is splattered over her chin and trickling between her tits. While a mixture of fluids sprays out of her nipples. And Unlucky is struggling to pull himself from behind her.

She is the al-Lady.

You high-five her just as Unlucky pulls out. Quinn gets up and throws her arms in the air in celebration, splattering you and the two dwarves in the cummy-milk. Which sets your loins ablaze in want once again. She grins at the four of you, like she got a fun idea.

“Hey…you guys want to do something interesting?” She turns around, her tits spraying a glob of cum into Unlucky’s face as he opened his mouth to say something. She ignores his choking sputters and continues. “I mean, before you actually breed this sexy cow.”

…Even after over a dozen children, she wants more. Your cocks spring up in excitement.

Quinn’s smile grows.

“Imagine…if I had enough tits for all four of you.” She runs her hands up her wide hips, her midsection, and over her huge boobs. She pulls them up to her face, licking the last of the cum from her nipples, and when they bounce back into place, another rack is steadily growing underneath them.

Your eyes widen and you look at each other as Quinn’s tinkling laughter fills the barn. She lays down and spreads her legs, exposing her drooling, untouched pussy to the four of you.

Wait, untouched? Unlucky’s cum pools underneath her, oozing out of her puffy asshole…the elf didn’t even check if he was in her properly.

Quinn licks her lips and crosses her legs, sealing off her garden of pleasure beneath her thick thighs. The four of you stare with gaping mouths and she rests her head on her arms. Her four massive boobs tremble with her heartbeart, squirting out milk in anticipation.

“I loved two dicks in my nippussies.” She winks. “Let’s try four.”

Ah, the whims of an alph—a Lady.

“I call the top rack!” Cole rushes to Quinn’s lower set of breasts, with Clip hot on his trail.

“Dumbass, we’ve already tried those!” Clip grabs the lower tit next to Cole and slaps his cock on her supple flesh. “The new ones are tighter!”

“That’s a load of hooey! We’ve had sex with her so many times, and she never gets any looser!” Cole elbows the other dwarf, his dick already drawing circles around Quinn’s gushing nipple.

Quinn watches them amusedly as she licks her lips, her tail coiling around from the teasing. She extends a finger to you and beckons you closer. Your thick red rocket throbs in excitement.

“Don’t be scared, Red.” She holds up her remaining upper boob, leaking milk like a kinked hose. “Show me what that monster can do~…”

You grab two fistfuls of her huge boob, your paw pads disappearing into her flesh as it squirts out another heavy dose of cream on your engorged member. Somehow, your cock grows some more.

Your elven-incher pokes into Quinn’s nipple, prodding into the dinner-plate sized areola gently. The other three have already plunged their cocks into Quinn’s other three nipples, fucking her boobs recklessly. She’s writhing with pleasure, cum and milk spurting out onto their crotches with every thrust into her jiggling tits. She glances at you, eyes begging you to join them.

“Pl-pl-please fuck my nippussy with your fantastic dogcock~!” Quinn whines. “Pump my boobs full of your seed!”

Your hips move on their own, thrusting into her nipple so quickly that it swallows your knot whole. Quinn spasms in pleasure, a jet of femcum erupting from between her thighs. Her eyes roll back and tongue spills out with a gasp, then a squeal as you pull your hips back far enough to stretch her sloshing boob…and slam it back into her.

“YeeeeeS!” She screams, her nipple tightening around your knot. “Moooooo-re~!”

You thrust with all your might, stretching her boob to the utmost limit before slamming your crotch back into her with enough force to see an impression of your cock poke out from within her tit. Her nipple squeezes so tight around your cock that not a drop of your cum spills you’re your crotch only wettened by a few tiny jets of milk squirting from her areola.

Her pleasured squeaks and squeals encourage the others to fuck her boobs harder, and the other three eventually follow your vigorous pace. She screams out in joy as you work together to pull her boobs back, then moans as you plunge inside her and slam her tits together.

All of you feel it coming. Her pussy sprays more femcum and her nipples squeeze your cocks like vises. Cole reaches over to kiss her, muffling her moans in his mouth. Clip holds her hoof and massages her leg as she writhes around wildly.

Unlucky gets slapped in the face with her musky cow tail.

Quinn cradles Cole’s head into her face, her free hand brushing your side tenderly every time you bottom out in her. Her eyes flutter as she looks at you, right before your balls clench.

The dwarves cum first, her right boobs swelling a couple cup sizes from their spooge. Another layer of milk and cum covers their loins. Then Unlucky cums as he hilts himself inside her, boob growing steadily before his thinner cock is pushed out from the force and an entire gallons worth of sexual fluids splashes onto him. You roar in ecstasy and shoot your load inside her gurgling tit, bloating it to twice the size it was before.

Quinn breaks the kiss with Cole, panting heavily as she looks at her mismatched breasts with pride.

“Fantastic job, guYah!~” Quinn squeals as you pull out your dick, a torrent of your cum shooting from her breast like a firehose for a moment before it returns to the same size as the others. Her legs are trembling from the sensation of the fluids flooding out of her gaping breasts. You give her a wolfish smirk and she returns a sultry gaze. “Good boy…”

Your tail wags.

She uncrosses her legs to reveal her pussy, absolutely slathered in her love juices. The other three can barely stand from the experience, but not you. Quinn gives you a smile and your dick gradually hardens again. She spreads her thick legs, opening her puffy cunny lips slightly. Just for you.

You walk to her, pinching her pancake nipples as you pass them. They’re already closing, though they’re still leaking the yellow-white mixture of jism and milk.

When you pinch them, she squirms happily as the fluids splurt into the massive pool surrounding her. When you’re in position, you massage her voluptuous thighs and wag your dick inches above her twitching clit.

Quinn hums, her cow tail whipping around and sending her arousal in every direction. She holds her upper boobs in her arms, moaning as she squeezes them.

“Come ooooooonnnn~!” She aims her waist up to you, her massive tits jiggling around as she whines. “Stick it iiiiiiiiiiinnn~!”

You slide yourself into her with a shuddering breath, feeling her walls tighten around your length. Quinn gasps, the flow from her four tits arcing as you push inside her. Your thick knot brushes against her swollen clit, every touch sending a shiver up her body. You think it’ll be tough, but her minotaur pussy swallows your knot easily and quickly seals around your rod.

Thrusting into her pussy with enough force to move her body, her boobs bounce into her face and then back towards you like a tide of flesh, dousing you both in a quadruple spray of milk. Quinn grabs her upper boobs and pops them into her mouth, loudly sucking the mixture. Her half-lidded eyes are on you as she swallows her milk and hums contently.

You grab her lower boobs and squeeze them as you thrust into her harder, your knot spreading apart her vagina and spraying her arousal to the ground. Eventually, the lusty moans and grunts the two of you make rouse the other three, and they take turns shoving their dicks in Quinn’s face.

She stops drinking from her tits and sucks their cocks one by one, groping her nipples and letting the fluids run down her body. She sucks one, then two, then openes her minotaur mouth wide enough to accommodate all three of them. All the while, they’re massaging her leaking tits, running their fingers across her cum-stained face, or even wiping their dicks in her hair.

She doesn’t care about the disrespect. Only the pleasure. Quinn gives you a wink and cranes her head all the way back to deepthroat Unlucky’s dick. You can see his cock bulge all the way down her throat and you angrily thrust into Quinn harder, the first jets of pre shooting into her womb.

Pushing Quinn deeper on Unlucky’s cock, and he groans happily.

“Being a guy is awesome.” He huffs as he shoots his load into her stomach.

You fuck Quinn’s slavering pussy relentlessly, shoving yourself deeper inside than you ever thought possible. The blood in your head, your thoughts, all of it drains into your feral loins. You want to, no you need to make this minotauress yours. To breed her.

Her legs lock around you, pushing you deep inside as the climax assaults you both.

You unleash inside her and her stomach swells, her boobs growing larger as they constantly spray milk in every direction. Even as she grows, you shoot rope after rope into her, a cycle of desire squeezing more of your seed from your worn cock. Quinn screams in muffled pleasure as her pregnancy swells her stomach until her boobs are dwarfed by her maternity.

You are spent.

Unlucky pulls his cock out of her throat and the demon minotauress sits up with a smile, cradling her two sets of breasts. She almost rolls over you, but her thick thighs lift her off your exhausted body. Even as her engorged nipples trickle milk down her four massive tits and around her very pregnant frame, her hair matted with cum, and swollen pussy leaks your cum…she is a beautiful goddess of plenty and pleasure.

A true master of her domain, a leader beyond mere alpha. Lady Quinn.

With a semen-stained smile that could blind the sun, she looks down at you and rubs her swollen pregnancy.

“I knew you could breed me. You’re a good stud, Red. My daughters will love you.” She pats her belly. “Especially this one.”

Her words barely register as your tail wags limply.