Chapter 123: Final Night In Forest of Bug III (R-18)

After leaving the two vice leader to his clones, Alros had some fun with other adventurers of the Golden Beetle, enjoying their different bodies. He had to admit, despite not being as good as the three strongest members as well as the two gatherers, they taste good.

'Speaking of the two,' the incubus eyed the gatherers, who is being milked by his clones. They are stung, repeatedly, by the Lactating Phantom Wasps, causing milk to come out of their tits.

The clones in question are groping and milking them like mere cows, though it not just to degrade them, it is also to engulfed them with pleasure, as each spurt of milk would cause the two, or anyone who had been stung by the wasps, to feel immense pleasure.

In fact, with how the former gatherers are on all four, with the clothing they wore, they look more like cows than human at this point. He looked at his clones, 7 surrounding each one of them.

Two for the milking, 3 to make sure they will not drop to the ground; after all, exhaustion from continuous climax as well as cumming will do that to you, and the last two to fuck them, with one behind and one in front, filling their pussies and mouth with dicks.

A smile formed on the original face. After all, he do want to have fun on his own as well.

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Shaila could only moan as milk come out of her nipples once more. With the wasps stinging her breast, she knew it is inevitable. Though, that does not mean she dislike such thing. Each time she was milked, it would leave her breast and nipple sore, yet great pleasure would also consume her with each milking.

In fact, even if the clones behind her was not stuffing his dick into her equally swollen pussy, she would still cum with each milking.

"Aaahhn," her muffled groan did not stop her breast from letting out another spurt of milk, filling the bucket underneath her. With it, she felt more like a cow than ever before, yet she did not dislike it. After all, she is merely a cow to his master, only good for milking, doing some chores, and fucking.

As his dick make a mess out of her sloppy dripping cunt, his mouth seem to want to find nipples to feed on, with how he keep sucking on her breast, making her mind dazed from the continuous climax she suffered with each spurt of milk.

Behind her, the clones help with the milking, continuously squeezing milk out of her breast. Each spurt of milk, each climax that wreck her body, make her moan aloud, as cum continue to leak out of her very pussy.

"Come on my sweet little cow, don't you have something to ask?" the Master asked before kissing her on the lips, his tongue dominating hers with ease as his hands landed on her ass, massaging at and squeezing it.

The gathered turned huma-cow could only moan as her senses went haywire from the pleasure that consumed her, making even simple act as thinking near impossible.

It seem the Master can read her thought as he growled at her, "Whenever I am fucking you senseless, don't think. Only act like the cow you are. Same when you are being milked. The only time you used you head is when you are doing chores or works, understood," MVLeMpYr-hosted

"Ye-" she gasped as a harsh spank landed on her ass. "Wrong answer," the former gatherer quickly understood what he meant.

"Moo," the human cow let out, earning a laugh out of the Master, who began to pound her even rougher. As her inside squeeze her Master's dick with her current climax, she feel it throb inside of her, before liquid spew out of the shaft, filling her inside with what assuredly is his semen.

As moans come out of her mouth, the Master pat her head. "Good cow. Make sure she is rewarded with more cum. I will see the other one,"

Shaila moaned once more as a clone took the position her Master took before filling front hole up, while the one holding her up filled the backdoor.

The last thing he see before she closed her eyes due to the overwhelming pleasure is the sight of her fellow human cow being fucked by their Master.