Chapter 88 Interlude꞉ Bathing Amid the Evil Dragon’s Bloodline! Sakuya & Uigetsu, Part ③
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The voluptuous skin of my two beautiful princesses, radiating country-ruining beauty, glistened with sweat like morning dew under the bathtub’s heat. Their steamy bodies exuded a sensual scent, their swollen breasts—nurtured by the children they bore—dripping with White Nectar.
Eager to nurse their father, they flaunted this supreme treat. Their full breasts, symbols of motherhood, were bared without restraint, offering the overflowing nectar as a tribute.
”Father… we offer the milk spun by our Evil Dragon’s Bloodline.”
”So tasty and packed with nutrients… we want you to drink it, Father.”
Their desire bared, nectar sprayed from the fruits of their breasts. Their gazes, meeting mine as I approached, shimmered with worship and rapture, the eyes of true Papa’s Daughters.
Stroking their heads, I watched them melt into blissful expressions, nuzzling my hands like kittens. My palms cradled the cheeks of the kingdom’s most beautiful princesses [T/N: Kingdom’s most beautiful princess—a title for their unmatched allure].
”Let’s start with Uigetsu’s milk.”
”Alright! Lay your head on my lap for nursing!”
Uigetsu’s thighs, transforming into a mother’s, pulsed with vitality, like the roots of a majestic tree.
Resting my head on them as prompted, her full breasts filled my vision, the most voluptuous in the Bloodline, swollen to a near-violent degree. Heavy with milk, they sagged slightly, their sheer size overwhelming.
”My breasts are so big, this position’s tricky.”
”I’ll shift a bit. This should work for nursing, right?”
”Perfect! Now I’ll make you my baby, Father!”
Adjusting my position, I aligned with her massive breasts. Uigetsu supported my head and torso, cradling me like an infant, her gentle touch soothing. Offering her nectar-dripping fruit, she urged me to drink.
As I latched on, her face lit up with ecstatic pleasure, drowning in sensation. Biting gently, I unleashed a torrent of nectar, like a geyser, flooding my mouth. The Bloodline’s milk delighted my tongue, nourishing beyond measure. Gulping, I couldn’t keep up as her breasts poured endlessly.
”Ngh…! Don’t bite so hard… ahh…!”
Easing off, I teased the fruit with my tongue.
The pleasure of nursing and her surging motherhood overwhelmed Uigetsu, her androgynous charm giving way to feminine allure. Her desire-glazed eyes and slack, sensual mouth betrayed her fall, her body trembling with climax from my caresses, lost in the act of nursing.
”Is my milk… tasty?”
”A treat that fuels my whole body. I could drink it every day.”
”Haha, getting milked by Father daily? That’s too perfect!”
Praised, she beamed with a childlike joy, her boyish face proud, her smile uncontainable.
”So, is my milk the best in the family?”
”No ranking family milk. Yaten’s is rich and nourishing, Sakuya’s thick and lingering, yours crisp and refreshing. Each has its charm—ranking them is impossible.”
”What about Void Dragon’s?”
”Not tasted yet, but her miasma [T/N: Miasma—a supernatural aura of corruption] promises something unique.”
Ranking the Bloodline’s milk was futile—each was special.
As harem master, I’d honor their devotion equally, fostering prosperity and breeding, ensuring no outcasts, supporting their independence, and preparing a world where they could thrive. I had to match their dedication with my own.
”I won’t rank family milk.”
”But mine’s super tasty, right?”
”Of course, Uigetsu’s milk is top-notch too.”
”A vague answer, but pleasing Father matters most.”
Uigetsu, devoted to serving me, didn’t obsess over rankings.
Her goal was to delight my tongue and nourish my body, fulfilling her role as my dedicated attendant. Still, she gazed wistfully at the nectar spilling from her breasts.
”Father, can we get a proper milking machine?”
”Wasting this milk would be a shame.”
”Yeah, if the Bloodline stores it, we’d have tons. It’s just for us, but it’s too nutritious to waste.”
”A milking machine and fridge for the Bloodline… we’ll need them as the family grows.”
I pictured a milking farm for the Evil Dragon’s Bloodline, a quirky vision for our thriving future.
Thinking of breasts producing liters of milk daily, a milking machine to prevent waste was worth considering. If the Evil Dragon’s Bloodline grew to hundreds or thousands, we’d be dealing with tons of breast milk daily, necessitating a vast milking facility for the family.
”Evil Dragons outproducing dairy cows, huh…”
”Compared to Mom’s true form, this is probably modest.”
”True. Given her massive size, it’s actually on the low side.”
”Let’s set up a big milking facility for the family.”
The Bloodline’s milk, laced with miasma, had to be consumed locally.
Our small family could manage now, but with prosperity and breeding, production would skyrocket. We couldn’t let this life-nurturing milk flood the world with miasma, so planning a facility for our growing family was essential—
”Father, it’s my turn to nurse you now.”
Sakuya’s eager voice cut through, her eyes gleaming with devotion, ready to offer her own nectar in this intimate, steamy bath.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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