Talk:Holstaur/@comment-82.37.23.250-20150226221150/@comment-28935784-20150228163556

I walk over to the cute Holstaur and kneel near her. &lsquo;There, there, everything will be okay,&rsquo; I whisper, hugging her gently and kissing her wet cheeks, drying her tears away with my sleeve. &lsquo;You won't have to live like this.&rsquo;

She looks up at me tearfully, her eyes filled with both fear and anticipation. &lsquo;Please take me away from here. I don't like that man. Or his Dark Elf wife. They don't poke and prod me ... much. But they keep threatening and scaring me since I can't give them milk. I need a loving husband for that, but they just don't understand.&rsquo; She sniffles and lowers her head.

I gently place a hand under her chin and lift it up so our eyes meet. &lsquo;Have they hurt you?&rsquo; I ask.

&lsquo;No ... but they threaten to. They want to mutilate and dismember me. Or they might sell me off like a common cow,&rsquo; she sobs. &lsquo;And they have several sadistic friends, so they'll surely sell me to one of them. Then I'll be miserable again.&rsquo;

I pat her on the head and kiss her again, but she looks up at that moment when my lips come close to her face. I then realize I'm kissing her full on the lips, her tongue darting in and out of mine. I moan quietly into her mouth and she gasps while shifting around in her tied-up position.

Just then the door bursts open and the Evil Milker comes in, his wife behind him brandishing a molten lava whip made from the depths of Tartarus.

&lsquo;HEY! She's ours to play with! We threaten her each day, and it's better than TV!&rsquo;

&lsquo;I've got a deal for you. Give her to me and I'll tell you a store's location which only has Holsty milk.&rsquo;

...

&lsquo;Okay. You're free.&rsquo;

&lsquo;What?&rsquo;

&lsquo;Just glad to be of help.&rsquo;

&lsquo;Wait!&rsquo; *She runs at me and hugs me tightly from behind, kissing the back of my neck.* &lsquo;I ... don't want to be alone anymore.&rsquo;

&lsquo;Um, rather sudden ...&rsquo;

*She turns me around* &lsquo;But I do want you.&rsquo; *pulls off her top* &lsquo;See? My breasts started getting all milky as we left. That's when I knew you were ...&rsquo; *she pushes my head down to her boobs, all overflowing with milk, and pushes a nipple into my mouth* &lsquo;I want to have all your children too. Please don't leave me.&rsquo;

*Grabs her tit and starts sucking on it harder* &lsquo;Well, I hope there's enough milk for our children ...&rsquo;