I, trudging a little, entered the room, which resembled old huts with whitewashing walls and a ceiling, and a wooden floor with wicker carpets. The room had a table with five chairs and lockers with faded paint. The hostess closed the door behind me, and then she grabbed my neck and put a smelly rag to my mouth, the steel smell of which almost instantly paralyzed me and I, falling, fell into oblivion ...

- Received a new class task ...

Twenty-five again! I lay chained to some table with cuts for the chest and udder, there was a pillow under my head, the boobs hung with all their weight in the cut holes, and my Udder seems to have milked someone. And, despite the fact that it was very nice, I wanted to scream, but found that my mouth was filled with rags again, so it only turned out to mumble, as if I really was just a cash cow. A young, short girl crawled out from under the table, her hands gleaming in the light of the sun's rays that were making their way through the window. She saw that I regained consciousness and ran away from the room. She did not return alone, but with her mother, who chained me here.

- Demonitsa woke up, as well. Daughter, did you drink much of her milk? - asked mother.

“Half the bucket ...” she replied.

- Fine, the milk of this individual quality. Pour the milk into bottles and get ready for the market. Alchemists really appreciate such milk, they will buy it right away, but don’t take less than five coins per serving, and all seven is better.

- OK, Mom. Can I see how the demoness will help you?

- No, you are small yet. Go to the market, there are now many Immortals, they will buy your goods. Come on! - the girl nodded, disappeared under the table and got out of there with a small bucket, in which I noticed about two liters of whitish liquid, then she retired to another room. - Forgive me a sinner, demon. But in our town things have gone really bad, sometimes there is nothing to feed my daughter. I prayed for days and nights so that the gods would help me to collect a small amount of money, but they sent me only the lustful Immortals who paid for my body and mocked me. And finally, they sent you to me, full of expensive milk and ready to help me, I shook my head, but she did not pay any attention to me and continued. “Long ago, when my lousy husband lived with us, he said that any cattle sooner or later degenerates and they need fresh blood or demon sperm, and a demon’s womb will fit to the edge. Then the cattle will be strong and healthy for many years. He left us, stealing all the cattle from me. Therefore, I can only envy his success. I have you, but no cattle. But do not worry, I can find a use for you, at least as long as you give milk ...

Then my life again turned into a hellish closed wheel. The six days I was given for lactation did not satisfy the strange aunt, so she raped me every day with a large wooden toy in the form of a large veiny member. And she always clearly alternated my holes, so I did not miss. And after these tortures, when I invariably ended, my aunt poured some liquid into me, from which invariably came the same message:

- You used the potion "Milky Way", the time of your lactation is increased by one day.

And while I was giving her milk, like a real cow, my milk yields grew, and the pleasure from the process itself began to increase. Sometimes I even imagined that they turned me into a man, who has 4 members and constantly nadrachivali, giving out my juices, followed by sweet orgasms. My aunt fed me some kind of a mixture of my own milk and something else nourishing.

For the first week of this bullying, I was thoroughly smashed:

- Congratulations! Brutal treatment with your torn pussy brought you a new level of vaginal sex. The level of your Torn Pussy has increased to level 14 and is now referred to as “Wet Hole”. From now on you will not suffer from the members from the first to the sixteenth level. Attention! From now on, you can not give pleasure and receive levels from mobs with a member of less than thirteenth level.

- Congratulations! The abuse of your anal hole brought you a new level of anal sex. The level of your Anal Hole has increased to level 10 and is now referred to as the "Hollow". From now on you will not suffer from members from the first to the twelfth level. Attention! From now on, you can not give pleasure and receive levels from mobs with a member of less than seventh level.

- Congratulations! Obtained the achievement Alchemist! You so often drank alchemical potions that now their power of influence on you is increased by 20%, However, all the time on the contrary decreases by 20%! Reward: change in appearance.

- Attention! You have received an award for achieving the Alchemist. Now your Wet Hole is covered with very sensitive and thick hair, which can increase your scent, as a result of which your Skill skill gains an additional 20% to the chance of success.

And in view of such changes, the aunt raped me much less often, each time complaining that I had deteriorated in spite of her good heart, and now she milked me much more harshly and constantly scolded me and called me names.

By the end of the second week, she finally untied me, since I, even under a lethal dose of alchemy, was not able to give at least half a liter of milk. And when for the first time in so much time I got up from that damned table, I almost lost my voice - my udder, a puffy handbag from which thick nipples stick out, each one the size of a finger, was swollen. And it was not my biggest problem, because nobody even thought of my freedom, they just turned me to a new place, obviously for a new pairing.

“The demoness is too young, so izmiruyte themselves in such a short time. This is my punishment for greed. Well, nothing, with the money I received, I was able to buy myself what I had dreamed of all my life - the old and weak Unicorn. And so that everything goes well, I bought it for him! - The woman showed me a small jar.

- Magical fluid "Second Life". With this composition, your pet will necessarily give birth to offspring at the first mating, but immediately after that, he will die in terrible agony. The resulting offspring will replace your current pet, at the same time increasing the level of its quality by 1 point.

I shook my head, I did not want a repetition of past events, but again no one thought to listen to me.

- Now I will have a rare animal, and I can always feed my family. Rodi is my filly so that she can give birth to me and give milk to the Light animal with an admixture of demonic blood! - the woman laughed like crazy and left.

She returned as I expected with a large, but already rotten horse, on whose forehead a fragment of a yellowish horn was visible. The hostess lifted his head up, poured a potion into it and looked at me.

- Call your male! - but I refused...

She beat me, burned my skin on my back and my beautiful chest and cow udder, but I resisted as soon as I could and waited until the level of my life fell to a minimum so that I could be reborn and leave this place. But the woman did not give up, inventing more and more torture, until finally she decided to scoff at me in a special way ...

At first I didn’t even understand what was happening, but when I did, I tried to break out and scream, but nothing came of it, but she continued. As I understood, she was now pushing something very large into me that literally tore me apart, but I couldn’t even reduce my legs, since they were tied to the machine. The crackle of stretched flesh was accompanied by severe pain and loss of life's hits. I was ready to accept her demand and win some peace for myself, but it was too late ...A member of the mythical horse did not get up probably ... Read more →