episode_0086

Thud-!

As I put the empty can down on the floor, a loud noise echoed.

Maybe it was because of that, but I heard a voice from inside the house even though I hadn’t even knocked on the door.

“I’ll be out soon, just a moment…!”

As the door opened, a large woman jumped out. Even though it was her own home, it seemed a little uncomfortable to have to bend down to open the door and come out.

Overall, it was huge, but what stood out the most was its huge chest. I felt it the last time I saw it, but it seemed bigger than its head.

“Huh? There’s no one here…”

Her face was so obscured by her huge chest that I couldn’t see it properly. I’m sure it would be the same on the other side.

I pulled back to look at his face and spoke to him-

“Hello. I…”

“Can you hear the voice?”

Fighting-

In response, I was pushed by Aunt Mila’s chest, and fell flat on my butt.

“Oh my! I’m sorry. Can you get up?”

“Um…yeah, it’s okay.”

Fortunately, it was soft and didn’t hurt. By the way, my chest is also a weapon at this point.

-Can you make my chest bigger too?

‘No, that’s not what I meant…

As soon as I thought of it as a weapon, I expressed my intention to refuse to Bartholin, who asked if I needed it. No matter what I put on my chest, it would only become a weakness rather than a weapon.

It was a rational inference based on experience.

Hyunho packed the can he brought and followed Mila into the house.

“Please sit here. It might be a little uncomfortable, but.”

“Thank you.”

We sat on a chair with the table between us. The furniture in the house seemed to have been made to fit her body type, so it was a little big for me.

It felt a bit empty because my feet couldn’t touch the floor, but it didn’t really matter since I wasn’t going to eat here.

“Oh, right. Sister Baekto said this was what she asked me to do last time.”

Hyunho took the note out of his pocket, handed it to the woman, and returned to his seat, waiting for her to finish reading it.

After you finish reading that note, you can ask for some materials. My sister said she wrote about it in her letter.

‘How far is home…’

I said, “Why don’t you just go there yourself?” and I ended up losing my initial investment.

‘Little ones, you and your sisters need to practice the work you’ve been doing here for a long time. You need to get your bearings again. There’s more than just one or two materials – No, you’re right. I’ll write you a letter, so show it to Aunt Mila and come back.’

On Friday, Sister Kim said that and left me a list of errands. I was a little worried that her attitude had changed in the middle of the day, but it wasn’t that important.

“Milla’s special milk, Lian’s venom… and about thirty more.”

I roughly estimated the time in my head, and it was clear that it would take a long time. Finding each person’s home in this mountain without any broadcasting system was almost like an ordeal.

That’s why I came to see Aunt Mila for the first time.

Mrs. Mila periodically distributes milk to the entire village. As a result, she naturally gets to know all the villagers.

Today happens to be the day to give out milk.

In exchange for the milk of Aunt Mila, who has the most connections in this mountain, I ask for the ingredients I need.

As it turned out, Aunt Mila had also finished reading the letter, and an embarrassed look appeared on her face.

“Friday and Saturday too… Is the warrior army okay?”

“What about me…”

It was a great welcome.

-transformation…

‘I can’t help it.’

***

Clank, clank-

-My brother tied Aunt Mila to the frame. He made sure that she wouldn’t move even if he used all his strength.

-Does the cow monster, who has lost the freedom of his limbs, know what will happen to him in the future?

“…Bartholin, don’t put in narration.”

-I didn’t say anything wrong, really.

Well, that’s true.

But I didn’t commit a crime or anything.

“Is this enough?”

“Yeah, ha…♥ Tighten it a little more…”

“Wouldn’t it hurt if I do more?”

“It’s okay to be a little sore…”

The restraint is a simple request from the mother. She says that milking is so stimulating that it could spill onto the floor, so she is restrained.

“Then how do you usually organize it?”

“I usually just use a milking machine… but since I’m in a position where I’m asking for favors, I want to give her some good quality milk.”

Aunt Mila said it was for the good milk, but she seemed to be expecting something else as well.

“Is it better to knit it by hand?”

“Haaah… Of course?”

I felt like I was being deceived, but I didn’t feel bad about it. To be honest, it’s because my sister on Friday and Saturday called me “auntie.” She had a face that wouldn’t be strange to call me “sister” and breasts that were beyond huge.

“Then shall we begin?”

“Yeah- Hehe♥”

Her breasts felt heavy, as if they were filled with milk. When I reached out and stroked them, a moan of excitement escaped from the woman’s mouth.

I know very well that breasts feel good, having touched them and been touched by them.

After touching like that for a while, the erect penis was poking the old woman’s thigh, when a pleading sound was heard.

“Haaa…♥ Slowly squeeze it♥”

“No, you can’t. You said that first, ma’am.”

The flesh rippling and shaking in my hand, trying to escape, felt indescribable.

“Hehe-♥ Jeongma-al- Yongsa-guun…♥ Don’t tease me and slowly- Ah!”

I repeatedly hit the nipple of the nagging woman with my fingernail. Then, a small amount of white liquid flowed out and got on my hand.

According to my mother, you have to squeeze the milk out after much effort to get good quality milk. That’s why they tie it up.

The reason for milking without using a milking machine is to improve the quality of milk.

I stroked the outside of my mother’s chest again, enjoying the sensation. It was a movement that seemed to draw in the nutrients between her chest and her body.

I ignored the woman’s continued mutters and continued to caress me.

“Ah♥ Ah…♥ Really, I only learned bad things-♥”

“I did something bad.”

When I heard it directly from him, my conscience ached.

To be honest, I was actually enjoying it a little bit.

-a little?

‘A little too much?’

He may have been always on the receiving end, but now that he finally had the initiative, he got excited without even realizing it.

Hyunho started to move his hand gently again, which had stopped for a moment. When the old woman said, “Ae-tae-woo,” she probably didn’t mean to stop right before climax. She probably just wanted to get him excited.

Whether that action was the right one or not, the old woman seemed much more relaxed than before.

“Jeongmaal… so mischievous♥”

“Still, for now… I did as the lady told me.”

“That’s not what I’m talking about?”

Mila was attached to a milking frame, but that was only for her hands and feet.

It was quite possible to bend my knees and push my lower body towards me.

“Ha, haaah…♥I’m working right now, if you keep doing this-”

“Warrior Army, it’s okay as long as you don’t hold your chest too tightly-”

Mila was rubbing her buttocks from side to side, seducing him, and Hyunho was there-

“Ayaayaayaaya-!”

“Huh, huh? I didn’t press hard-?”

The moment his hands unconsciously changed position from his chest to his butt, a familiar pain struck his groin. It was the power of Bartholin.

-Brother, you’re working right now. Right?

“Oh, right… Don’t worry, I never thought about that.”

As I experienced the so-called wise man’s time through pain, my clouded mind seemed to clear up.

-Huh, it seems like he’d continue to act like an idiot if I didn’t take care of him.

That’s a lie. My head was so clouded, what the hell is wrong with me.

Rather, I felt like I was going crazy because my sexual desire would not subside.

The breasts that I feel in my hand are soft and heavy. And the smell is good, and Mila’s body that touches my upper body and vagina is indescribably attractive…

I was a little annoyed that I couldn’t even get an erection because my younger sister was controlling me.

‘No, come to your senses! What the…!’

That’s why it’s important to release your sexual desires periodically. If things were normal, I would have been bullied a lot when I met Baekto and Geumto-nuna…!

Bartholin also noticed my dick rubbing against his thigh as I kept shaking my waist, and he started raising his voice.

-Huh? You said you wouldn’t do that until my work was finished!

‘Well, I don’t really blame you…’

Mila spoke to me, perhaps because she thought it was strange that I was just rubbing my penis against my thigh without any intention of putting it in properly.

In response, as if telling him not to talk nonsense, Bartholin pressed hard on the penis. The pain spread throughout his body in an indistinguishable state, mixed with pleasure.

“Hey warrior, are you okay?”

“Ha, haaa…♥ It’s okay…”

Now I know.

Just as Bartholin doesn’t force an erection in me and create a sexual desire out of nowhere, managing my penis doesn’t mean I can completely control my sexual desire.

There’s no way my scary little sister will allow me to do this, so the only way to escape this pain is to finish this work quickly.

I placed the can I had brought under Aunt Mila’s chest and started the work I had been putting off.

“Ahhh…♥ The milk I have to give the baby, ugh♥”

“Don’t say weird things! Oh my- It’s already hard…”

The milking process also seemed to be accompanied by pleasure, as it involved stimulation with my own hands. Do I feel pleasure when I squirt breast milk, just like I do when I ejaculate?

After a while, when I had finished filling the two containers I had brought, the woman suddenly called me in a sad voice.

“Over there, Yongsa Guun… I don’t think the rest can be done by hand…♥”

“Then- Ahem, I guess there’s no need to squeeze more, right? The can is already full.”

“But, while I’m at it, I’d like to empty it all out… isn’t that okay?”

There is a limit to squeezing with your hands. Even if you massage your breasts and make them squirt out, there are things that won’t come out completely.

Of course, that’s natural, since breasts suck in milk from the outside and then squirt it out.

This is work, so there’s nothing I can do about it. It’s never about fulfilling my desires.

As I walked next to Mila, rationalizing like that, Bartholin’s voice rang in my head again.

-Are you going to use the milking machine?

‘Isn’t this really too much?’

In the end, instead of sucking her breasts, she ended up tearing up the frame that had tied the old woman up. As for the milking machine, well, you can just put it up at home.

“Ugh… chest, chest…”

“Warrior, are you sure you’re okay?”

There is nothing more I can do here. Mila asked me with regret as I finished milking while enduring the pain.

“Yes. We decided to do that after work. Are you okay with being tied up?”

I want to do it, but I feel so helpless right now, being controlled by Bartholin…

But I can’t say anything. Bartholin sacrificed his life to save me.

As I was feeling depressed, anticipating the hardships ahead, Bartholin made an enticing offer.

-Hehe, if it’s really bothering you, should I take it out at night? Just a little water is all I need-

“Ahh-! Warrior, look here! We’re in big trouble!”

Mila suddenly shouted. She gestured to me and pointed to the horizon. I turned my gaze to where the finger was pointing, but all I could see was a wall.

“Why are you like that?”

“Look over there. Oh, if you can’t see it well, can I help you?”

“Oh, yes.”

Because she was shouting so urgently, I put my body in Mila’s hands.

She put her hand between her armpits and lifted me into the air, then put my body into the frame.

” in?”

“Hoohoo♥ As expected, the warrior wants to be forced, right? The contents of the letter are real… How perverted♥”

At that moment, I promised myself that when I returned, I would become a younger sibling who was devoted to my older sisters.