Chapter 345 – To the Subject Who Has Never Even Had Elf Milk (2)
All mammals feed their children with milk.
The mother produces a liquid full of nutrients for her offspring, and the offspring receives the nutrients it needs during childhood in the form of liquid by sucking on the mother’s milk.
The same goes for humans.
Every human being grows up drinking his mother’s milk during his childhood.
It’s just that they don’t remember it because they were babies, but all humans have memories of breast milk.
That’s why Permaton’s succubus chatroom became popular.
The reason grown men put their mouths on the succubus’ chest and sucked the manami milk was because they still had the instincts from when they were babies.
It would never have been 100% the ugly desire to suck a woman’s breasts.
So what role is this milk playing now?
A succubus is a race that does not originally produce milk.
However, I succeeded in improving the production of milk through the development of sex magic, and the wet essence released by sex magic was converted into mana, becoming a liquid full of mana.
But strictly speaking, it is not ‘milk’.
A succubus can survive by sucking human cum, but humans starve to death by sucking a succubus’ milk.
Your body will be full of mana.
However, humans can survive only by eating burnt fat, not mana.
Then, who is the species that can produce ‘milk’?
This should not be called a race, but an ‘existence.’
Mother.
A being with a child.
A being that expresses milk for a child and produces milk to feed the child.
They are the elves lined up in front of me right now.
20th floor sea elves newly captured from the infinite labyrinth.
There are bitch necklaces hanging around their necks, and slave traders are lined up left and right with me in the center, each holding a chain connected to the necklace.
“You worked hard, Charlotte.”
“What? This is basic.”
“Has anyone been eaten by a monkfish shark?”
“No. Nowadays, it is easier for everyone to distinguish between an anglerfish and a sea elf than it is to distinguish between female slaves and virgins.”
Although the number is only less than 20, these 20 new sea elves can be said to be the starting point of our Fermaten’s future food industry.
“Count. But is it true? That they are doing that?”
“It is true. And that path is also the future of our Fermaten.”
“Hmm… “
Unlike the sea elves that previously worked in our Permaten, those I dispatched experts to capture have a very special purpose.
“Why did I have to go around the 20th floor of the Infinite Labyrinth again to sweep away the elves? I’m not trying to milk them all. Hehe.”
And he is also wearing a costume suitable for that purpose.
“As expected, the cow bikini is a legend.”
A bitch necklace around the neck.
And what she is wearing is a white bikini with black spotted patterns.
It was no exaggeration to say that the newly captured sea elves were cows themselves, with cow headbands made of magic stones on their heads.
“I saw that when we conquered the 30th floor of the Infinite Labyrinth, there were male sea elves.”
Their bravery in protecting the queen, regardless of gender, is still refreshing to the eyes.
“In other words, having a male means that reproduction is possible.”
Sea elves can become pregnant.
“Pregnating out of necessity is something that can only be done to livestock, but there is no need to treat monsters that try to kill humans the same way as humans.”
Sea elves – Just calling them sea elves would be rude to the sea elves who work for our Fermatons, so from now on, I will call them ‘cow elves’.
‘It’s called a different name in the game, but it’s rude to call it that.’
There are such characters in PO.A.O.
There are characters with elf and dark elf concepts, and they have skins with one common attribute.
Dairy cow, cowgirl skin.
There is a girl skin that is literally a cow, not the opposite of a cowboy like you would see in the Wild West.
And of course, there was a sex drip using them, and in the secondary creation, ‘milk’ was squeezed out of them as if it was only natural.
In other words.
This idea is by no means wrong.
It’s wrong that the game itself, P.A.O, is based on a 15-year-old theme and has material that makes you get an erection even if you twist it just a little.
I’m just trying to actually achieve the elf’s default: if you milk an elf, milk will come out.
“It’s up to you whether you will be a beast that only milks cattle and gives birth to elves, or a dairy farmer in Fermaten.”
Clutter.
Instead, I picked up the chain that one of the slave traders was clutching.
“Will you live with humans as an elf? Will you still live as a monster that wants to kill humans? Choose.”
I put down the chain.
Although the bitch necklace was still on, one sea elf who had regained her freedom was clearly aware of her surroundings.
“Oh, do you care about your colleagues? Everyone wear eye masks and earplugs.”
“Eup, eup!!”
The slaves skillfully blocked the elves’ sight and hearing.
“You are left alone. Make a choice. If you choose to live with humans, you stay here. If you still want to kill humans, leave here.”
“Ugh…”
For the first time, the elf let out a sigh.
“You dirty humans… !”
“That’s what I always hear whenever I catch an elf.”
“This shame will not be forgotten!”
The elf spat at me and ran backwards.
With the clattering chains flying, I ran towards the exit where the light was shining.
“Count, are you okay?”
“Ah. It’s okay. I didn’t get hit anyway.”
Charlotte used a fan filled with magic to deflect the needle before it could reach me, so the elf’s saliva did not reach me.
“Anyway. All living things are the same when it comes to running away from the darkness to a place where there is light.”
“Go out and get revenge, huh?!”
And the elf who ran away also couldn’t escape.
“Big, huh?!”
Clutter.
The person waiting outside the door grabs the chain tightly.
“Bhopal Rabbit, don’t pull too hard. You’ll die.”
Vorpal Rabbit, controlled by Charlotte, caught the elf, and the elf, holding on to the bitch collar with both hands.
“Hey, hey…! You tricked me…!”
“Since the livestock escaped from the fence, it is natural to catch them again.”
I aimed the baton at the fleeing cattle elf.
“Get into heat, bitch.”
“!!”
Pushuuut.
The captured cow elf collapsed downwards, bursting out in love.
She went to Ahegao and Bopa Rabbit dragged her to the side of her, and the slave silently went outside and grabbed the female slave’s leash again.
“Then, shall we check them one by one? Next.”
One two.
Each person was made to choose the path of becoming a monster or a human.
“W-What did you do? My colleague…?!”
“Choose.”
“Oh, shouldn’t I tell you!”
“You don’t need to know. Live with humans, or live to kill humans. Choose for yourself.”
The result of making a decision based solely on one’s own judgment in a situation where one does not know what happened to the elf in front.
“Tsk. There are only three people.”
There are three ‘Sea Elves’ who became the people of Fermaten.
The rest all ran outside, and every time they went out, they were all exhausted and exhausted.
“Seueueup.”
“Take him with you. Since you are a citizen, you should listen carefully to what your seniors say.”
“Okay. Tsk.”
The three slave traders in charge left with a sigh of regret.
I understand.
In the future, it would be a pity that slave traders would no longer be able to do what could be called their ‘main job.’
“Charlotte.”
“I’ll give you some money later. Let them buy what they want.”
“Thank you. Then, let’s take ‘that’ out.”
Spurr rrrr.
The succubi brought wooden instruments and placed one on each side.
The instruments were ones you would see in the basement of our Fermaten, or in the ranch over there.
To be exact, the kind of equipment you would only see on a human ranch.
“From now on, each cow elf will be pushed into the ‘frame’. Implementation.”
“Conduct.”
The slave traders who brought the cow elves, whose legs were shaking from the climax, immediately placed them in the frame one by one.
A person lying face down on a desk-like frame in front of them, with both legs fixed to the floor.
Although it is similar to stretching by bending forward, the fact that the hands and neck are fixed to the fence in front and that the wide magic stone udder is placed under the chest that falls down tells us about their fate.
“Elves who refuse to live with humans and keep trying to kill them are not the people of the Fermaten, but enemies. And I have no mercy for enemies.”
Pair.
“Get ready, get ready.”
As soon as I clapped my hands, the slave traders grinned and took out their dicks.
“Fuck it.”
P———a-billion!
“Hyaaaaa!!”
The cow elf’s screams ring out in the surround from left and right.
Under the chanting that fills the barn, the vulva engraved on the cow elf’s lower abdomen begins to sparkle along with a snapping sound.
It is different from the sex magic applied to succubi.
It is not a magic that changes vital energy into the form of breast milk, but a sex magic that stimulates motherhood and promotes physical activity so that milk flows naturally.
“Give birth to a human child.”
And if there’s one more thing that works.
“You must become the mothers of our Permaton’s new people… The ‘half-elves’.”
Slave traders use these cow elves to give birth to children.
“If I can’t milk the milk, I have to have a baby.” Of course… “
Rumbling.
“It’s basic to milk milk, but that’s right…”
The moment I saw the cloudy liquid pooling and flowing in the magic stone udder, a shiver went through my whole body.
“Why are you spitting at humans?”
