Talk:Holstaur/@comment-27203698-20151113204108/@comment-78.20.131.40-20151115210215

I walk up to her, brush her face and assure her I'm going to alleviate the pain. While having no idea what I'm doing, I anxiously start massaging ther huge breasts and she lets out a soft moan. Milk starts flowing out of them and I collect it in the buckets, tasting some and determining it's just perfect.

Halfway through, the buckets are already getting full, the Holstaur wakes up and stares at me, blushing heavily. I hastily back off and apologize, fearing she might attack me. The Holstaur assure's me she's docile and gives me a warm smile of such sincerity I start to calm down. She tells me she's grateful and wants to reward me, if I'll have it, as she can tell I'm hungry and tired from my journey.

Assuming she means that she'll give me all the milk, I agree and the Holstaur approaches and shoves my face into her breast. Both hungry, aroused and unable to resist I start to drink straight from the still flowing nipple, immediatly feeling refreshed and rejuvinated. The Holstaur says she really wants to reward me more, but won't do if I don't want to. I pull free and decide "screw it" and tell her to go a head. We proceed to have sex while I keep drinking.

Eventually after the deed is done, I go back home with both regular and extra thick milk and my new wife, the journey being much easier due to me having become an Incubus. There I make my cake, share it with her and milk and have sex with her every day. Oh, and I become a succesful dairy farmer, who's also famous in his hometown for his delicious Holstaur Milk cakes.