At the dinner table, the milk cow girl knelt on the Trainer's lap, her fair skin flushed a deep, rosy hue.
"Master… please… have some," she whispered, flustered. Her hands fumbled with her skirt, and her already precarious top slipped completely down her arms, pooling at her elbows.
Innocent yet impossibly alluring, she shyly offered up the two heavy, full mounds, her brown eyes misty and utterly unaware of the devastating feast she presented.
The Trainer, never one to refuse such an earnest offering, leaned in.
"Mmm… Ah! S-so… hot!"
He had just eaten a piece of meat laden with chili seeds, and the fiery spice still burned on his tongue. That heat met the sweet, creamy abundance in a sensational clash—spicy ignition and milky relief exploding together.
Gulp—
Beside them, Miss Lopunny, her own pretty face aflame and utterly mesmerized, swallowed thickly.
Under this dual assault of heat and suction, Miltank's already firm peaks grew even tauter, swaying uncontrollably. The gushing milk made the Trainer press harder, the explosive tingling sensation drilling straight into the sensitive, blushing tips.
"Ah—!"
Tears welled in the innocent girl's eyes. Her delicate body shuddered, and a soft, wet sound escaped her. Wuwuwu… so tingly… so numb…
But Wade had no intention of stopping. He had a plan for this pure, responsive creature. He glanced at the elegant figure in white gauze beside him and gestured.
"Master~" Ms. Gardevoir, who had been waiting with bated breath, leaned in eagerly. Following his unspoken command, she used the tip of her tongue to delicately pick up another piece of chili-coated meat from the plate, then offered it to him with her parted, crimson lips.
Gurgle—
The searing heat was overwhelming. Gardevoir's eyes fluttered shut in ecstasy, her eyelids staining a shimmering red. As their tongues met, mingling spice and saliva, stray droplets escaped the corner of her mouth, tracing a glistening path down the elegant line of her collarbone. For the obsessed Psychic-type, even without the chili, a kiss this deep was enough to make her lose herself.
After accepting the fiery morsel from Gardevoir, Wade turned his attention—and the renewed burn on his tongue—back to the Miltank in his arms.
The effect was instantaneous. The milk cow girl arched her back with a sharp cry, broken moans tumbling from her lips. The combination of warm milk and searing spice sent the tingling sensation to a dizzying peak.
Nearby, Lopunny felt a profound dryness in her throat. Her legs pressed together tightly. I… I wish Master would treat me like that too… The usually reserved bunny girl felt her restraint crumbling, as if seductive whispers were curling in her ear.
Miltank, now utterly boneless in his arms, had long lost count of how many times she'd surrendered her sweet cream to him. She was a small boat tossed in a tempest of sensation.
Almost instinctively, driven by a deep, newfound yearning, she lightly lifted the full, peach-like curve of her bottom and then, without any guidance, settled back down.
!!!
Lopunny's eyes widened. The sleek black stockings hugging her own hips grew damp as a drop of sweet evidence escaped her.
It was a full hour before the fragrant, chaotic dinner finally concluded.
Wade looked down at the milk cow girl in his arms, now glistening with a fine sheen of sweat, feeling profoundly satisfied.
[Note: Interaction frequency with this target is high. Further trait drops will be reduced in quantity and quality. ]
[Deep Interaction with Miltank complete. New traits acquired.]
[Wellspring (White) x3]
[Tenacity (Blue): Enhances the holder's endurance and stamina. If equipped to a Pokémon, increases the power of all moves matching its primary type by 10%. ]
"M-Master…" Miltank lifted her head weakly, her tender face flushed from the prolonged attention. "Is… is the spice gone now?"
"All better," Wade murmured, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to her snow-white cheek. He had to admit, the milk cow loli's private reserve was an unparalleled delicacy. "As a reward, this is for you."
He produced the shimmering Normal Gem (Purple).
"Mhm mhm~" she agreed softly, nuzzling against him with complete trust.
[Miltank absorbed the Normal Gem. Level increased to 20.]
"Status," Wade commanded silently.
A translucent panel materialized before his eyes.
[Name: Miltank (Shiny) ]
[Type: Normal ]
[Gender: Female ]
[Level: 20 ]
[Ability: Scrappy (Normal and Fighting-type moves can hit Ghost-types. Immune to Intimidate.) ]
[Moves: Tackle, Rollout, Stomp, Milk Drink, Body Slam ]
[Egg Moves: Double-Edge, Seismic Toss, Focus Punch ]
[Equipped Traits: None ]
Born just weeks ago, the shiny Miltank's starting level had been modest. Now, after absorbing the powerful Normal Gem, her energy surged, solidifying at Level 20.
"I feel… stronger," the milk cow loli murmured, twisting slightly in his lap as if testing her newfound vitality.
Wade smiled, giving her hair an affectionate ruffle, then turned his attention inward to the system's inventory. The past few days of… profound engagement with his Pokémon Girls had yielded a small stockpile of traits.
From his exchanges with Ms. Gardevoir, he had six white-grade [Fairy Body] and two white [Psychic Amplification] traits. More recently, he'd acquired the potent purple-grade [Wellspring] and, from this morning's milking frenzy, a new blue-grade trait: [Torrential Surge].
His gaze swept over his companions. After a moment's consideration, he made his selections.
'System. Equip [Wellspring (Purple)] to Miltank. Equip [Torrential Surge (Blue)] to Lopunny.'
The logic was sound. Miltank possessed the restorative move Milk Drink, making [Wellspring] a perfect amplifier. Lopunny's movepool was heavily skewed toward Normal and Fighting-type attacks. While currently pure Normal-type, her potential Mega Evolution would add the Fighting-type, allowing her to fully harness [Torrential Surge]'s power.
The effect of equipping the high-grade traits was immediate and visceral.
Both the milk cow loli in his arms and Miss Lopunny beside him jolted as if struck by a low current. A visible tremor ran through their bodies.
Wh-what is this?!
Lopunny, who had just regained some composure, suddenly felt a profound, aching emptiness bloom deep within her core. It was a hollow, needy sensation that swept upward, overwhelming her senses. Before she could process it, a fresh wave of damp heat soaked through the delicate black silk of her stockings once more.
Wuuu… Why… why do I suddenly want… to be filled so badly?!
The reaction from the milk cow loli in his lap was even more pronounced. She clutched at her chest with a soft gasp, the heavy, snow-white mounds already feeling taut and overfull, straining against her dress. A faint, creamy bead even formed at one pink tip, staining the fabric. Her voice was a breathy, overwhelmed whimper.
"M-Mas…ter… I think… I'm full again~"