Chapter 208: Tagging With Bridget In The Tub
Her body was sore already.
They changed positions in the tub.
The Minotaur made her sit on her four in that bathtub. The tub was so large and deep that it was possible for the beast to go behind her and fucked her from behind. Using all of his brute strength to bang deeper and harder than ever before. His meat was mostly underwater, as well as her pussy, which made this even more interesting for her. It gave Bridget the sensation to be having sex at the beach, in a lake, or in the ocean or something like that. Something she had never done before at this point.
Fucked her in this different position was exactly what this bad apple of a witch required to understand who was in charge around here and punish her as much as possible. At one point, it felt like the tub was about to break.
It began cracking a bit, or it felt like it, but no real cracks or fissures could be seen as of now. No water leaking from the tub, as well, as far as they could tell. April was sitting on her knees right in front of Bridget as the only thing that separated them was the edge of the tub, so not much at all. With Bridget's naked, big tits firmly resting on the side of the tub, the elvish beauty was easily able to have access to her witch udders and sucked on them as she had originally planned to do when she stepped into the bathroom and that Junk began banging her. April sucked, and she sucked on her nipples as hard and with as much envy and desire as possible, but no matter how hard she would suck on them, there was nothing ever coming out of them…
No milk. No milk for April. Bridget might have been September's sister, but that didn't mean that she was the same person and that would be producing milk just because her older sister was. But yet again, as it was already known and said, she was younger than September.
Perhaps the only element that prevented her from producing and secreting milk out of her nipples was the fact and reality that she still had to mature a bit. Time would definitely tell if maturing was going to change something for her lactation issue. Not every girl or woman was able to produce milk without being pregnant. It wasn't like it was an easy thing. Plus, September wasn't making normal milk, she was producing mana milk. Mana milk was a special type of milk that nearly no other women had. It was rare.
Incredibly rare. Bridget could only feel jealousy for not being able to produce mana milk, just like her older sister. But she was still holding out hope. One day, perhaps… One day… The Minotaur caused her to moan so loud the other witches of the village were bound to hear something at some point.
Yet, it was late into the night, so perhaps there were a lot of them that were asleep by now. It wasn't impossible. Most if not all the younger witches in the village were asleep by now. They had a lot of studying and work to do first thing tomorrow morning. A lot of work… A lot of work was being done on the Witch Queen at the moment.
Her nipples were being sucked so hard that it almost caused Bridget to have another orgasm right here on the spot, which was also supported with the constant cock penetration in her tight Queen's pussy. Bridget moaned and blushed a lot as she held on the side of the tub, attempting to keep it together.
"What are you trying to do?" Bridget asked April.
"What?" April suddenly stopped sucking on the Witch Queen's nipples, wondering what the hell she was talking about.
"What are you doing to my nipples? You are sucking them too hard for no reason… Don't you have breasts yourself? Don't you know you have to be mindful of them and not suck too hard for no good reason?" The Witch Queen demanded the horny, elvish ranger.
"I love it when people suck on mine as hard as this… Especially when it's Junk doing it. But you're wrong. I do have one reason for sucking them as hard as I am doing it now," April replied.
"What could possibly be your good reason?" She asked her.
"Your older sister makes a lot of milk. Delicious mana milk when her tits are being sucked on. I was wondering if you could produce some as well… Looks like you can't. Unfortunately. I have been sucking on them for the past fifteen minutes and still nothing… Too bad! I was hoping we could milk you for your content and keep you forever with us, simply based on that reason alone. That sucks. How come you can't produce milk like your sister can?" April kept dwelling and interrogating her about that topic, which annoyed and angered her a bit. Her face was turning more and more red.
"Okay! That's alright! Shut up! I understood your point! I can't produce mana milk! Why does it matter? I am still the Witch Queen around here and my sister isn't! Get that into your skull: September is no longer the Witch Queen, and she will never have that title, ever again! Do you hear me?" Bridget completely lost it and began shouting at April. Her shouting slowly turned into a loud groaning and moaning again as Junk never stopped fucking her from behind.
He simply began banging her faster and stronger in the tub as she lost patience. The Minotaur fucked her so sloppily that it was enough to make her another orgasm, and as she did… Something else affected her. All of a sudden: Thick, white milk began dripping out of her nipples. No one noticed at first. No one except April.
"Hey, Bridget, something is happening to your…"
"Shut up! I am not done shouting at you!" Bridget interrupted her as she moaned during her earth-shattering orgasm.
"... Bridget… You are making milk…" She tried telling her.
"I said: Shut up already!" She shouted and moaned again.
"You said she's making milk?" The Minotaur asked April.
"Yes…"
"Wait, what?" Bridget finally understood and realized it.