I laid Rafilia-san down on the straw bed in the borrowed room. The Kemololi incident was resolved.
Once Kemololi wakes up, I’ll ask if any other beast people have suffered badly. That can wait until tomorrow morning...
I left Kemololi and Lucia (who was using Kemololi as a body pillow) in the room and returned to the small hut that served as both kitchen and dining area.
I put back on the long robe I had taken off before doing wind-pressure masturbation and looked around the room.
"What am I supposed to do about this..."
The sun had already set.
In the dimly lit room, illuminated only by candles, Rafilia-san lay collapsed on the floor. Her habit was soaked with breast milk that had sprayed from her nipples.
"What am I supposed to do... Seriously."
As I stood there at a loss, I heard a small sound from outside the room.
*Clunk.*
"A chicken?"
There was a birdcage in the yard where they kept chickens and ducks, so occasional noises weren’t unusual, but this one sounded quite close.
Wondering what it was, I looked toward the yard. The door slowly began to open.
A thief?
I crouched down behind the desk to stay out of the doorway’s line of sight, grabbed a chair leg, and held my breath.
While watching the door from under the desk, Iferaski poked just her face inside the room.
Iferaski twitched her horse ears left and right like radar, moving her head around a lot as she checked the state of the room. She was probably looking for Lucia.
"...!"
Iferaski seed to notice sothing. She stared at one spot on the floor and widened her eyes in fear.
It was wet...
That was where Lucia had peed. Since beast girls could tell who peed where by the scent, she must have recognized it.
I released the chair, stood up, and beckoned to Iferaski.
"Lucia’s not here. And she’s a good girl, so there’s no need to be scared."
"...!"
Iferaski’s eyes widened, and she trotted inside. She clung to my arm and rubbed her cheek against .
"There, there."
I patted her head.
While I was at it, I touched Iferaski’s crotch. The cloth wrapped around her waist was dry. She hadn’t wet herself.
"There, there."
I stroked her crotch.
"...!"
*Chomp.*
She gently bit my earlobe. She must have realized I was making fun of her.
"Sorry, sorry. I was just teasing a little."
To soothe Iferaski, I stroked her back. She only had white cloth wrapped around her chest and crotch, so her back was completely bare, smooth skin exposed.
"Lucia isn’t scary, okay? She even helped save Kemololi earlier. So don’t be afraid of her. You wouldn’t like it if soone was scared of you, right?"
"..."
From how much she had been petting Kemololi earlier, it was clear Lucia loved cute things. Even though she was a dragon god, her personality matched her apparent age. She had also wanted to touch the beast girl’s pussy.
"Don’t run away out of fear. Take it slow and get used to her, then let her pet you, okay?"
"..."
Iferaski gave a small nod.
"Good girl. Good, good."
I patted Iferaski’s head again.
She kept her head lowered, staring at sothing.
"...What’s wrong?"
What Iferaski was looking at... was Rafilia-san, still collapsed on the floor.
Iferaski began sniffing.
*Sniff sniff.*
She moved over beside Rafilia-san, knelt down, and casually latched onto her chest.
*Chuupa.*
*Chuuuu—*
"H-hey, Iferaski."
She seed to be sucking on the liquid that had soaked into the clothes.
*Chuu chuu.*
I knelt on the opposite side of Rafilia-san, across from Iferaski.
Even through the habit, her breasts were clearly large and full. They didn’t flatten under gravity but proudly asserted themselves. This was a culture of early marriage, so Rafilia-san, who was over twenty, called herself an "auntie" and looked down on herself, but I wished she would have more confidence in this firmness and shape.
At the peaks were smooth circular stains. White fabric and white liquid made it hard to see, but they were definitely wet.
Hmm.
*Sniff sniff...*
When I sniffed around the estimated location of the nipple, I caught a faint, sweet scent like fresh cream.
*Lick...*
There was no stinging sensation like poison when I lightly touched it with my tongue.
Since a wild beast girl with excellent senses was sucking on it, it probably wasn’t poisonous. Still, Iferaski was an idiot, so there was a chance she might drink sothing toxic, and Kemololi had been tricked by bad people into ingesting sothing harmful before.
It was probably breast milk, so nine tis out of ten it was harmless, but it needed checking.
I had absolutely no lewd intentions. This was purely for Rafilia-san’s health. I had an obligation to investigate, just in case.
*Chuuuuu...*
I sucked.
It wasn’t cow’s milk, but it had a milky taste. A modest sweetness, like oat milk.
The slight dryness was probably because I was sucking it out of the fabric.
Sucking on a sleeping woman’s nipple would be a sex cri, but I was simply removing the stains from her habit. There was no need to feel guilty.
In fact, my lips were only touching the fabric; they hadn’t touched Rafilia-san’s nipple even by a milliter. I had touched the tip with my tongue, but I hadn’t licked it. Touching with the tip of the tongue and licking were clearly different acts.
I searched for the protruding tip of the nipple with my tongue, but the habit was thick fabric, so it was hard to tell.
On the other hand, the fact that it was thick enough to hide the nipple ant it was soaked with plenty of milk.
*Chuuuuu...*
It was light at first, but surprisingly addictive — just like oat milk. If you drank a lot at once, the flavor ca through strongly...
*Chuuuuuu.*
I gradually shifted position as I sucked.
Honestly, it wasn’t an overwhelmingly impressive taste. I thought I might shed tears from the emotion of drinking breast milk for the first ti, but it wasn’t like that. It was more of a "so this is what it’s like" feeling.
But.
*Chuuuu...*
I couldn’t stop.
The taste was fading, so I changed the spot I was sucking.
*Chuuuu...*
There was still plenty soaked in, so changing position let keep going.
Right beside , the continuous *chuu—* sound from Iferaski never stopped.
Together with Iferaski, I sucked on Rafilia-san’s breast milk.
*Chu... chu...*
"The taste is gone..."
I seed to have sucked it dry, but it still wasn’t enough.
I wanted more.
I glanced sideways. Iferaski was still sucking, but the right breast still looked wet.
After exhausting myself with wind-pressure masturbation, I was thirsty, so I had sucked the left breast all at once. Iferaski, on the other hand, was savoring it slowly, so there was still breast milk left in the right one.
Judging by how wet the habit was, there wasn’t much milk remaining.
Was it okay to let Iferaski have the very last drop?
Shouldn’t human breast milk be sucked by humans?
Why was a beast girl sucking on the breast milk of a big-breasted, droopy-eyed goddess priestess?
Shouldn’t I be the one sucking it?
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