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Falia awoke later than usual. Normally, Master Evialyn would wake her human champion with a kiss on the lips or a kiss on the lips. This time, however, the brown elf with green scales on her neck was nowhere in sight.

Crawling out of a pile of gold coins within Evialyn’s underwater horde, Falia swam to the two’s shared drawers (recently stolen from a dwarf king).

Her Master enchanted Falia’s clothing to be waterproof, even when underwater, and allowed her to borrow her clothes. Despite this kindness, Falia decided to wear her own simple tunic and pants that day. It’s not like she didn’t enjoyed her Master’s fashion sense, it’s just that Falia was extremely modest in comparison. For example, from the only missing clothing was a small silk loincloth that barely covered Evialyn’s ass and two white pasties. Falia doesn’t even believe that her Master owns a pair of underwear.

The adventurer swam out of her shared room up out of the pool. Pulling herself into the lair’s main chamber, Falia saw Mara, the blue dragon, playing music on a makeshift stage to a crowd of orcs, goblins, and beast-men who have been recruited into Evialyn’s service.

Falia was handed a sandwich and a coffee by a human barmaid, the same one running the bar that she first met Mara in. “Afternoon boss. Just in time for lunch.”

“Thanks.” Falia replied. “By the way, do you know where Master is?”

“Last I saw her, she was talking to the orc’s chief.”

Falia hasn’t met the orc chief, having only seen her when the orcs first moved in. From what she could remember, she’s a tall, green woman and is suppose to be the strongest member of the tribe. Falia remembered that both her and Evialyn were red when they first saw the chief.

After finishing her lunch, Falia found her way to the orc’s corner of the dungeon and started wandering to discover the two green beauties.

She heard a woman yell and rushed to the source, and medium sized hut. Peeking through the the door, Falia saw an enraged orc chief and smug looking Evialyn sitting on a bed. Just like she guessed, Evialyn was only wearing two pasties and loincloth, while the chief was wearing bone necklaces, being the sole covering for her tattooed breast, and a brown fur dress.

“What ‘cha going to do?” Evialyn said with an exaggerated arm swing, causing her boobs to jiggle.

The orc stared her down, and Falia prepared to protect her master. But, much to her surprise, the chief ripped off Evialyn’s left pasty and started sucking on the bare, brown nipple.

Evialyn had a smug look on her face, like she just won an argument or a bet. And based on the chief’s anger, that may not be far off.

Falia found her hand unbuckling her belt. She didn’t want to do the deed, especially in the compromising place of kneeling in front the door of the chief’s house. But that wouldn’t be a issue, because the weight of Falia opened the door and caused her to fall with her pants down.

The chief and Evialyn looked at the faced down adventurer. While the chief was mortified, Evialyn was hysterical. Between wheezes, she magically swung the door closed, after dragging Falia out of the door’s way, causing her to lose her pants in the process.

There were three people swapping glances in that small room. One was sitting on the floor, in her wet underwear, one with sweat and milk dripping from her face, and one stifling her giggles, accidentally squeezing out more milk as she covered her mouth.

“Uhhhh, hi ladies.” Falia awkwardly said.

Evialyn replied while the chief remained silent. “If wanted to join, you could’ve told me.”

“I didn’t know this was happening.” Falia mumbled. “And… I thought milkies was our thing.”

Evialyn laughed. “What, you think I’m replacing you with Chief Thav here.”

Falia didn’t say anything. She just frowned as she looked away.

“Fali.” Evialyn solemnly said before walking towards Falia. “You’re my champion. More than then just fuck buddy, you’re my protecter. I choose you, I will never replace you.

Falia hugged her master, getting milk on her shirt. “I love you master.”

“I love you too.” The green dragon said with a kiss. “And please, call me Evia.”

“I love you… Evia.”

“Good. Now, I want you to kiss Thav.”

Thav the orc chief looked at the two in confusion. “This wasn’t part of the bet.” She said.

“Well, if you win the next time, you can chose a third. Now kiss my champion.”

Hesitant, the orc accepted this proposal. Falia happily pushed against Thav’s gold capped tusk as she pushed her tongue into her mouth. She could taste milk on the orcs lips.

The two pulled back, a line of drool connecting each of their tongues. Evialyn slapped Falia on the ass, and she moaned in pleasure.

Evialyn sat back onto the bed. She propped herself up with her left arm as she squeezed her right breast with the hand. “I didn’t say stop.”

Thav looked over at Evialyn while Falia started kissing her neck. “I we please do something else.”

“I didn’t hear you.” Evialyn said, twisting her nipple between her fingers.

Thav sighed. “Can we do something else… Mommy?”

Evialyn’s fingers immediately shot to her pussy. “Blow me.”

“Fuck you too!”

“… No. I want you to blow me.”

The orc remained silent as she walked over to Evialyn. Kneeling down in front of her, Thav pulled down the dragon’s loincloth and started licking the wet pussy. Evialyn started combing Thav’s black hair with her hand, much to the chief’s annoyance. “You’re a good girl.” She said.

Falia approached with a devilish smile on her face. “Master Mommy, can I please have some of your milkies?”

Evialyn came into Thav’s mouth the second those words past her champion’s lips. “Y-yes you can.”

Falia sat down onto Evialyn’s lap, wrapping her legs around her master’s back. She took Evialyn’s tits in both hands, bring the left nipple to her mouth as she squeezed the right one.

“I love you.” Evialyn said, between battered breathes. Falia replied by sucking and squeezing harder. Both tits began lactating. Evialyn took the free breast and raised it to her mouth, sucking on her own leaking nipple.

Evialyn moved the hand she was using to hold up Falia into her panties. She started fingering her asshole, stretching Falia’s tight hole. Pleasure spread up Falia’s spine, resulting in her biting down on Evialyn’s nipple. The initial pain shocked Evialyn, but soon found it enjoyable. Falia added to pleasure, by rubbing Evialyn’s wet pussy.

During the two’s passionate milk drinking, Thav the orc was able to pulled away, hoping to sneak away from this lost bet.

Evialyn dropped her tit that was in her mouth, spraying milk onto both her and Falia, and stared at the chief. “Your debt hasn’t been repaid yet, Thav.”

Her yellow eyes stared into Thav’s soul. “Of course mommy. Do you want to continue later?”

“Of course.” Evialyn said, finally letting Thav to leave. The dragon returned her attention to Falia, unbuttoning her shirt and pulling down her bra. She started sucking onto her partners large (but smaller than hers) exposed breast. Falia was incapable of lactating, and both knew that, but it didn’t matter. Falia loved the feeling.

Both Falia and Evialyn cuddled up on the small bed, not knowing how long they’ve been drinking the dragon’s milk.

“Thank you Master Evia.” Falia sleepily said.

“Just call me Evia.” She said, wiping away the last of her milk from her breast. “Though the *master mommy* bit did get me.”

Evialyn stood up and put her clothing back on. It didn’t take long. “I’m going to get a drink, I’m running on empty. Wanna come with me.”

Falia rolled off the bed and back onto her feet. “I’m filled on milk, but I can always go for a beer.”

Evialyn offered her hand, and Falia took it. Hana-in-hand, the couple walked their way to the newly founded bar, not realizing that Falia forgot to put her pants back on.

NSFW: yes

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