Chapter 508: Ass-Licker (18+)

Chapter 508: Ass-Licker (18+)

“Miiiiiiiiiiilk~!” was the only answer Captain Grizwald got from the addicted Purple Capes that showered in the rain of Ava’s milk. They stuck their tongues out for it, they galloped it up, moaned, and masturbated to complement the pleasure of the most delicious meal they could remember in their shallow lives.Witness the debut of this chapter, unveiled through Ñôv€l--B1n.

“Simpletons!” Grizwald shouted. “Your lives will not end swiftly nor painlessly! I’ll eat you all alive bit by bit, cook you slowly, one limb at a time! I’ll savor every juicy finger while you cry in delirious agony!!”

None of the milk guzzlers paid any mind to Grizwald’s threats. The Purple Capes behind the bloated Captain were far more intimidated, sweaty, and scared for what was to come when their Captain got like this. Each tried to increase the distance from their captain one inch at a time. No one wanted to be the closest to him, yet nobody wanted to stand out as the biggest coward. A careful dance of terrified chickens, all of whom secretly hoped that their grotesque roosted would somehow just drop dead.

“You, Demon Fucker!” Grizwald pointed at Beatrice who had Ava on her hard cock. “What did you do to Belmot’s loyal soldiers!? Undo your vile magics and I may show you mercy.”

“How generous of you,” Ember scoffed.

“I wasn’t speaking to you, Lucarad’s whore!” Grizwald growled at Ember.

“...”

And just as the fires settled down and allowed Grizwald to finally see his surroundings again, he saw two hard, lactating nipples pointing right in his eyeballs.

“Pass,” Beatrice said and squeezed hard Ava’s breasts, unleashing milk straight into Grizwald’s eyes.

“AAAAARGH!!!” Grizwald screamed and closed his eyes in pain, but it was too late. Ava’s breast milk was meant for drinking, not to be used as eye drops. But as Grizwald screamed, he let the milk fulfill its purpose as it poured down his face and into his open mouth.

Grizwald tried to back off, but Beatrice wrapped her tail around the misshapen lump of fat that was the merging of his quadruple chins and diseased neck. She held Grizwald’s head and mouth in place while aiming Ava’s breasts straight into the depths of Grizwald’s giant gullet he was so proud of.

“GLUGHHHRLRL!! GHUAARRGHGHKL!!” Grizwald cursed and gurgled as he choked on Ava’s milk while flailing the fat trunks that were his arms.

“Sorry, can’t hear you,” Beatrice said while casting [Arousing Touch] on Grizwald through her tail.

Hm, it was D-rank, Beatrice thought. And with her remaining Skill Point she enhanced her [Arousing Touch] Skill to (+1) and C rank, and used that too while squeezing more milk down Grizwald’s throat.