CHAPTER 160: MILK

"Hmmm" I let out a moan as Estella pulls on my breasts and presses on my nipples while thrusting deeply into my pussy.

She thrusts strongly and roughly into me, staring at me with a smug smile, enjoying my expressions as if they were amusing to watch.

"Come on, Shizune, don’t be so stiff," she says, feeling how my body tries to move, but is completely restrained by the constraints that only highlight my intimate parts and breasts.

"Are those marks needles?" I ask, trying to avoid pleasure by changing the subject.

"You’re right, they are some things I’m curious about, some are aphrodisiacs, others are drugs, others are poisons, and others are special chemicals, so to speak," she says as if it’s not anything amazing.

I wonder how she had time to do all this in the brief moment it took to bring my body close to the table.

"Haaa...Haaa" I let out restrained moans that seem to amuse her.

"Why did Bella have these things?" I’m sure these things belong to Bella and not Estella, because Bella had a hobby with chemicals, and I doubt that Estella, with her brute way, would have the same interest that requires delicacy.

Furthermore, everything was already prepared, so it’s certain that it’s something Bella left here, which raises more questions about why Estella knows about these things.

"I feel like you’re thinking naughty thoughts, but that’s okay, I’ll be stronger so you don’t have time to distract yourself," she says, squeezing my breasts tightly while thrusting very hard, making me squirt love juice as if my mind were frying.

"I notice that your body neutralized the poison and some of the drugs, why? Is it because they were not ingested but injected?" She questions, standing up as she holds my hips, moving my body up and down forcefully, leaving a trail of love juice in her wake.

She soon gets off the bed, but before she turns my field of vision so I can see her rummaging in the drawer, still moving inside me, she takes some glass containers with colored liquids.

She skillfully mixes some of them with movements that remind me of Bella once again, I don’t know any other necromancers to say much about, and I’m dizzy from the aphrodisiacs, but she is strangely similar to Bella in several personal aspects.

"Hmm aaahh" I can only let out a few moans as I watch her finish preparing three chemical solutions.

"Two of these contain magical materials taken from wizards, I want to see how your body reacts to magical items and potions when it has such an affinity with ice magic," Estella says, approaching the bed.

With one hand she holds 3 tubes with the potions and with the other she removes me from the dildo, throwing me onto the bed without much care.

"Drink 2 of these, but I’ll let you choose as a sign of my generosity," she says, showing me the 3 containers.

One is completely black and bubbling, very viscous, reminiscent of tar, the other is a milky white and somewhat thin, and the third is a slightly gross green color with bubbles as if it were boiling.

"The black and the white..." I murmur, trying to calm the heat I feel.

"Tsk, good choices," she says, throwing the bottle with the green liquid on the ground, and in an instant the bottle breaks and the liquid spills on the floor, I hear the sizzling as the floor melts.

I swallow hard, she’s crazy for wanting me to drink that.

"Now open your little mouth," she says as I simply obey, she pours the two liquids into my mouth at the same time, the taste is better than I thought.

"It’s good, right? If it works, two good things will happen to you, if it goes wrong...I’ll have wasted too rare materials to recover," she says, poking my cheek.

"How about you clean the toy that got dirty?" she says, putting the tip of the dildo in my mouth and thrusting it inside.

"Clean it all up, sweetheart," she says, giving gentle thrusts while caressing my head, waiting for the effects.

Eventually, she pulls back slowly from the dildo, my saliva dripping onto the floor, she removes her panties with the vibrator, becoming naked as she seems to think.

"There are some tests I want to try later, but for now I want to test a specific toy," she says, going to the drawer as I just stare at her, wishing I could see my body.

I feel a strange tightness in my chest after drinking those things, it’s a bit painful, but also pleasurable.

"She’s so careless with me," she just threw my body on the bed as if she didn’t care.

"Okay, here they are!" she says, bringing out two things that I don’t know what they are, they look like discs, but very small, they have a strange pink and reddish color, and I would even say they look like earphones in terms of size, but wireless.

"W-What is this?" I ask, not understanding.

"A magical artifact, or rather a magical storage, they store two things that I’m going to use on you," she says, getting close to my head and putting these things in my ears.

"?" Nothing seems to happen, and we wait just a few seconds before she removes them.

"There you go."

"What did you do?"

"You might find out later, but the most important thing now is not about this toy, but whether the potions worked," she says, picking up my head and climbing onto the bed.

"Look, do you notice anything different?" she asks, making me look at my body, it doesn’t seem to have anything different except, of course, it’s generating pleasure just by lying on the bed due to the aphrodisiacs.

"Nothing..."

"Tsk, Tsk, you’re so slow, nothing more noticeable?" she questions as I look closer at my body, analyzing what could be different, it seems pretty normal.

"My...breasts?" I say after a few moments, my breasts seem different.

"THAT!" she says excitedly as I realize my breasts look bigger and fuller than before, not a huge difference, but clearly different.

"Unfortunately, one of the potions seems to have not had an effect, this answers one of my questions, first your body doesn’t use your brain to function, which is curious because even if your brain is removed it would still function normally and the effects would still be processed."

"It seems your body uses something in the center of the body to control its functions, and your brain only supports that area, which is why one of the potions failed in its effect."

"However, it seems that effects on your body, as long as they’re not poisons, still work, and that’s why now you have something new! The second potion worked well," she says while squeezing my breasts and pressing.

I see a few drops of a white liquid, which is very obvious to me what it is, but I can’t help but be shocked.

"Now you produce milk," she says, putting her mouth and sucking a bit forcefully, even this gives me a slight pleasure as she sucks and tastes the liquid.

"Hmmm, how wonderful, it’s so sweet and smooth, better than many drinks I’ve tried," she moans in pleasure while tasting it.

"You seem uncomfortable, but it’s not really 100% milk, it’s more like a magical fluid compound that you release through your breasts, so it’s a great magical amplification potion while also being a bit of a natural milk from your body."

"Of course, this is useless to me since I’m not a wizard or a witch, but it’s still interesting that, yes, you are capable of producing milk, and the taste is delightful," she says, squeezing them until milk spills out, she seems pleased to discover this fact.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Do you think I’m strange? Hahahaha funny coming from you," she says with a laugh as she bites my nipple and sucks the liquid as if she’s been thirsty for days.

But she’s wrong, I was weighing the advantage of this, she just said that I produce a magical amplification potion, so I who use magic may have an advantage by drinking this.

It’s strange to drink my own "milk," but it’s okay if it’s to freeze her forever, she just ensured that my magic will have enough power to kill her.

I just watch as she sucks and drinks my milk as if it were the best thing ever, I wonder if it’s really good and how long it lasts.

"How long?" I ask.

"Huh? Forever, silly, I want your milk for breakfast every day, this potion just forced a natural production, it didn’t modify your body so it won’t be cured," she says as if it’s that simple.

"Oh? Did you just orgasm just from being sucked? What a naughty girl you are," she says while playing with my other breast, spilling my milk that drips onto the bed.

"What a waste, try to hold back at least a little," she says with a sarcastic smile as if she’s not the one at fault, then goes back to sucking and drinking my milk while enjoying my orgasms.

I feel her tongue rolling over my nipple without wasting the milk while her other hand squeezes my breasts, wasting a large amount that squirts out.

It makes me feel offended, if I had a child in the world where I was a cat girl, my milk should go to my child, but now that I have it, it’s being wasted by this weirdo.