I Became a Male Prostitute Exclusively for This Race. 42

Chapter 42 – Minotaur Agate (1)

A week has passed since the day a furious Lilith planted Ariad in the middle of the botanical garden.

Perhaps because of the experience of being suffocated by Ariad’s breasts and almost leaving this world, for a while I was startled and startled whenever I saw big breasts, but now even that is gone.

There was nothing wrong with big breasts to be just scared.

In the first place, there were too many breasts around to be afraid of large breasts.

By the standards of this race, which, unlike humans, was noticeably well developed, all of them had large breasts, so there was nothing we could do about it.

I was surprised once or twice, and there was no way I could do anything because I was surprised by seeing breasts while I was working.

Thanks to this, I was able to escape the trauma within a few days.

Of course, the reason I overcame the trauma so quickly may be because my job is a dispenser.

I can touch big breasts as I want, and even more so, I can make money by touching them as much as I want, so is that kind of trauma important?

Was it not my breasts that were at fault in the first place, but me who almost died from suffocation by my breasts?

As I did some self-examination and self-reflection on myself as a weak human being, my macrophobia was quickly cured.

Anyway, thanks to that, I received a customer today as well.

“Hey, are you there yet?”

The customer was lying comfortably face down in front of me.

With ponytail braided back and healthy, pale bronze skin. Mano, a customer who seemed to like sports, especially track and field, turned to me and asked that question.

Since the clothes she was wearing were nothing more than bikinis, she looked like she had come to go swimming somewhere.

However, this place was not particularly a swimming pool or a beach.

After all, it was a spacious room for my workplace and work as a dispenser.

And as for Mano, on the surface she looked like an older sister who had come to get a tan, showing off her toned body at the beach in a bikini, but she didn’t really come to get a tan.

Softly, softly.

Her tail swinging over her buttocks and the two horns sticking out from the side of her head told me that she was not human.

It wasn’t human.

Because Agate was the Minotaur.

Agate, the Minotaur.

And me, the dispenser.

It was obvious what she and I were here to do.

“No, I’m ready.”

At the words of Mano, her Minotaur, I approached her and put on her gloves.

Slime method.

The gloves, which were made using a suspiciously soft construction method that was also applied to the seats of my favorite car, Ssingsingi, were sticky to my hands.

It was so comfortable that I didn’t even know I was wearing gloves.

I didn’t wear gloves because Mano’s breasts were particularly dirty.

There could be no such thing as dirty breasts in this world.

The bigger the better, but breasts are all precious regardless of how big or small they are.

However, the reason I bothered to wear gloves was to prevent my hands from slipping or getting hurt during milking.

The breasts and nipples of a Minotaur in heat are several times more sensitive than a man’s glans, so if you make a mistake, you could be fucked.

Think about it, someone cuts off the tip of my dick with scissors or something.

It couldn’t have been anything but creepy and terrible.

But to the Minotaur’s chest in estrus, its fingernails were like scissors.

They said that even just brushing against it would cause that much pain, so I had to be careful as I thought it was terrible.

But no matter how careful you were, it wasn’t that easy.

No matter how you control your strength, the Minotaur’s nipples, which become sensitive during estrus, are said to cause a stinging pain even when the calluses on your fingers rub against them.

At that level, it was a problem that was already beyond the realm of caution and concern.

That’s why these gloves were there.

The gloves made using the slime method did not cause pain even when touching the Minotaur’s sensitive nipples.

Even if the Minotaur’s nipples were extremely sensitive, it would be safe with these gloves.

In other words, if there was anything needed to milk the Minotaur, these gloves had to be the first choice.

Anyway, I must have worn the equipment properly.

I told Mano.

“Okay then, let’s get started.”

“Yes, may I ask you a favor?”

Mano bows down again at my words and says that.

He walked up behind Agate and carefully sat on her waist, as if he was climbing up from behind her.

“Huh…”

“Are you heavy?”

“A little? But, it’s okay, so let’s get started. Oh, but can you watch her tail?”

She nodded at her words.

Then, after changing her position so that she was not touching her tail, she reached out her hand and carefully lifted Mano’s large breasts from underneath her.

“Ha…”

As she lifted her chest, Mano let out a sigh, as if she was much more relaxed.

Certainly, it was worth it.

I only lifted it slightly, but I felt a really heavy weight on Mano’s chest.

The weight is roughly… About 25 or 26 kg?

It was only slightly heavier than the 20kg bag of rice I often buy, so I thought it would be about right.

Mano’s breasts should have been large, but they were still abnormally heavy for their size.

This was all because her breasts were full of milk.

On average, they were taller than humans, but that was only because the male Minotaurs were much taller than the average, but the female Minotaurs were about the same height as humans.

Of course, she was generally larger than the average human woman, but she was still an agate smaller than me.

It was definitely abnormal that her breasts alone weighed over 20kg. She said, “This is a Minotaur, so I heard that real cows have udders that can weigh up to 50kg when full of milk.”

If you think about it that way, it might be better to say that they are worse than real dairy cows.

Among the Minotaur tribe, Holsteins, also called dairy cows, may be a little different.

Anyway, since I was wearing something like this, I thought it would be hard enough.

Even for the Minotaur, a species several times stronger than humans, there is no way that their chest alone would not be strong even if it weighs over 20 kg.

Anyway, Mano’s breasts were enormous, just like the weight of those breasts.

Ariad had the biggest breasts I’ve ever seen.

Although it didn’t reach that level, Agate was also a Minotaur.

Not only was Ariad, who boasted abnormally large breasts, Mano’s breasts were also really big.

Roughly as far as the 1.3 release?

I heard that the breasts of a Minotaur in estrus grow even bigger, so it probably wasn’t this big originally.

Still, it wasn’t even the Holsteins, a Minotaur famous for its large breasts, but it was like this.

How big is a Holstein?

I guess it’s bigger than Ariad.

That would be so fucking awesome.

While working as a dispenser, I would one day get to milk a Holstein. With that thought in mind, I carefully squeezed Mano’s breast with my hand.

“Yeah…♡”

I said while listening to Mano’s low groaning sound.

“If you feel uncomfortable, please tell me right away.”

“Uhm, I understand, so quickly…”

At Mano’s urging, I slowly traced my hand to find Mano’s nipple.

♡

Perhaps because he was in heat, it was easy to find Mano’s nipples, which were protruding as much as his swollen breasts filled with milk.

When I carefully pressed down on the nipple, it felt like it was definitely full of something inside.

Rather than a soft chest, it felt closer to a balloon full of water.

From now on, I had to make this smoother.

“First, let me give you a massage.”

As she said that, she carefully grasped Mano’s nipple and twirled it.

“Huh, yes… Ah…♡”

I saw Mano intermittently moaning due to my caress, or rather, massage.

Hmm, hmm ♡

Although I am sensitive to pain, I didn’t know it was natural as sexual pleasure stimulated my sensitive nipples.

It was said that it was several times more sensitive than the glans, which meant that Mano was currently feeling just as much pleasure.

Even feeling good had its limits. Too much of anything is not good.

I asked while looking at Agate’s trembling tail and adjusting my strength appropriately.

“Is the intensity of the massage sufficient?”

“Ugh… Just the right amount… Haaaaang♡ Because I’m doing it…♡”

I’m glad it’s suitable.

Agate said so, so I decided to continue like this.

The boobs massage begins in earnest, no massage.

I lightly massaged Mano’s breasts, drawing increasingly wider circles starting from the nipples, then the areolas, and then the breasts.

“Yeah… Haha…♡ Yes, give it back to me like that…♡ Ah♡ You… Are good at it♡”

“Thank you for the compliment. How about this?”

“Haaang♡ I like this…♡ More♡”

Occasionally, I stimulated Mano’s breasts or nipples at her request, and Mano was seen moaning every time.

Hold, hold♡

Lastly, massage all the way from the armpits to the chest.

Once the massage was over, you could start again from the beginning.

Start by carefully squeezing the nipple again and twirling it around.

“Haaa…♡”

How long had he been massaging Mano’s breasts and nipples?

Grumbling, I felt the agate milk flowing down my fingers.

The feeling of liquid slightly warmer than body temperature flowing from your fingertips.

Even though milking had not yet begun in earnest, the mammary glands stimulated by the massage were secreting milk.

That means massage before milking.

In other words, it was time to slowly finish the massage that helps milk expression to go smoothly.

“Huh♡”

As she wrapped her palms around Mano’s nipples, as if grasping them, Mano was trembling and breathing heavily.

Flinch, flinch♡

Suddenly, I saw that her agate’s tail was hanging down as if it was sticking to her butt.

Looks like he just walked away.

She said that her nipples became several times more sensitive than the glans, so she must have lasted a long time.

Well, anyway, that was a good thing.

When the massage is over, it means it’s time to start milking in earnest.

“Milk, let’s begin.”

Saying that, she slowly pulled down Mano’s nipple, which she held in her palm.

“Hyaan-♡”

Tskut~♡

Oh…

With just a light tug, I could see Agate’s milk pouring out with great force, filling the bucket that had been previously placed underneath.

She only pulled once, and the bottom of the bucket was no longer visible.

This is true.

It seemed like it would be worth it.

“I keep going. “Please tell me if it hurts.”

“Ugh, please do it…♡”

After hearing Mano’s voice answer like that, I started pulling Mano’s nipples alternately underneath her.

Keep going♡

Jjuwoouk♡

“Huh♡ Huh♡ Milk♡ coming out, huh♡ It feels good…♡ Huh…♡”

At first, when Lilith asked me to try milking the Minotaur, it was a bit like that.

Since there were three of us, including Mano, we got used to it, and every time we pulled, milk poured out and filled the bucket.

Rather, it felt rewarding every time the bucket was filled with well-pressed milk.

Well, it was good to feel rewarded and proud of what I did.

“Hi♡ milk, ah♡ so much…♡ Hot♡ it came out and it was like this♡

Our customer Mano also likes it.

I didn’t know that the experience of squeezing Ariad’s sap would be so helpful.

The old saying that there is nothing wrong with experiencing anything came to mind.

That certainly seemed right.

If I hadn’t had experience milking Ariad, Lilith would never have entrusted me with milking the Minotaur.

“Nipples…♡ Nipples, pull harder, straighter♡”

Then Mano asked me to squeeze her nipples harder.

Harder than now?

“Then it will hurt.”

“It’s okay♡ It’s okay…♡”

Well, I had nothing to say since the customer wanted it.

It was the dispenser’s job to provide whatever was requested, whether it was dick, semen, or even milk.

As Mano requested, I squeezed the nipple a little harder and pulled it straight.

Jjuuuuuk♡

“Huh…♡”

Was it too strong?

Mano raises her head and trembles. Seeing her like that made her a little worried.

“Milk milking, the best…♡”

Mano’s voice reached my ears.

I don’t think it was because it hurt because I squeezed it too hard.

I heard it hurts so bad.

In fact, the two minotaurs earlier were quite painful.

Well, everyone’s tastes and everything are different.

Feeling glad that her customer liked it, she started pulling Mano’s nipples again with the same intensity and milking her.