So fellas. What do you think?
So fellas. What do you think?
Hell yes!
Fuck yes! I love chocolate milk!
I'd wish there was a spell or food item that could cause any mamono to lactate temporarily.
I'd wanna suckle from my Hellhound wife's milkers and taste her milk.
Maybe even chocolate Hellhound milk!
Ohhhhh, A dark skinned Holstaur tjat produce chocholate milk?
Han Solo: That's not how the Milking work!
Opps, Sorry han. But hey, what about Coco Alraune - Holstaur hybird. Or GMO Holstaur?
Also Han Solo:
"Belle!" I called out, trembling with excitement on my newest potion creation.
"Yes, husband?" Belle mooed, looking at the purple-and-brown swirling potion with a weary eye.
"Drink this! It will give your milk a chocolatey flavor!"
Belle's face twisted into an expression of exasperation to my grin.
"Husband!" She huffed, "why must you be so obsessed with changing the flavor of foodstuffs that mamono make? Today it's chocolate breast milk, yesterday you it was slug girl strawberry jam! What's next? Caramel instead of honey from the bee-mamono?"
"Hmmmm.....nah- I've already done that!" I said, waving dismissively. "Please? Belle? These potions never hurt you or anything! I'm always careful!"
Belle took the potion and sniffed it's aroma, "Yes, but-" she sniffed again, "your potions always change the color of my hair and skin."
"Temporarily-"
"That's not the point!" Belle huffed again. "What if I don't want to? Huh? Then what?"
I sighed and took the potion from Belle and hugged her close. "Belle, I love you. I trust you. I would never choose anyone but you to see if these work."
"Husband," Belle begged with wet eyes and trembling lips, "promise me this is the last one! Please!"
I felt a stab of guilt and torn between my magical research and my wife.
"....I...."
"Promise!"
I nodded and kissed her trembling lips and wiped her eyes. "I promise." I said, exhaling.
Belle sniffed and took the potion down in one quaff. I noticed her white hair slowly turned brown and looked at the two dark spots on her top.
"It worked!" I cried out in elation, already smelling how Belle's scent now took on a heady flavor of chocolate.
"Only one way to find out for sure!" Belle mooed and took me into a headlock and started to the bedroom.
I was about to protest when I felt her tail wrap around my neck and squeezed.
Ah well, magical research has its ups and downs
And it's in and outs and ins and outs and in and outs and in and outs and......
Well, at least the chocolate milk is delicious.
What do you think?