Late evening.
Hiyori Town, inside the dilapidated wooden shed.
A Miltank loli knelt in the corner, her long pink hair cascading down like a waterfall.
The pale pink hem of her skirt layered around her feet like rose petals; as her knees pressed together, two snowy peaks pushed against her bodice, creating a rounded arc that trembled slightly with her breath.
"Master~"
The moment she saw Hakuya walk in, the loli's eyes lit up with joy, and she practically launched herself upward.
She threw her arms wide and hugged the Trainer directly.
Thump—
Immediately, the two soft, snowy globes were the first things to impact Hakuya's chest.
Even through the fabric of her pink dress, he could feel an incredible, elastic bounce.
"Slow down, Miltank."
The Trainer instinctively caught the Miltank loli by her plump, fleshy rear; the rounded sensation was like holding a pair of freshly steamed mochi cakes.
Well, so that's why one Miltank was missing, Hakuya realized as he felt the bountiful body in his arms.
It seemed his "Golden Finger" had struck again, transforming the originally cute Miltank into a pink-haired cow-girl loli.
"Master, you've finally come~"
Feeling the Trainer's warm breath, Miltank dotedly buried her face in Hakuya's shirt and rubbed against him. Her breasts, like two fully ripened peaches, quivered against his skin.
She seemed completely oblivious to the suggestive posture she was in—her slender legs were wrapped around Hakuya's waist, and her pink skirt was flipped up, exposing her rounded "peaches" beneath.
This position pressed her warm, soft flesh even tighter against him, and Hakuya's palms slid from her buttocks to wander between her proud, snowy peaks.
Hakuya let out a sharp breath; whether it was the voluptuous Gardevoir or the sexy Lopunny, neither seemed to be a match for this Miltank in this particular department.
After measuring them for a while, just as he was about to pull away slightly, the little loli in his arms slowly tilted her face up.
"Ugh... it's so tight..."
She frowned slightly and instinctively stood on her tiptoes.
"Ma... Master, can you help me suck them?"
Hakuya froze at her words.
Unlike Gardevoir's nympho behavior or Lopunny's "sexy outside, shy inside" contrast, the Miltank before him was like a blank sheet of paper, untainted by the world.
She stared with innocent eyes, seemingly unaware of how seductive her request was.
She simply felt too full of "juice" and wanted her Trainer to suck some out to make her feel better.
"Huh?!"
Before Hakuya could react, the snowy pair—nearly overflowing with milk—was pressed against his mouth.
"Ah... hnnn~"
The humanized Miltank lay in Hakuya's arms, her plump globes fully exposed to the Trainer's gaze.
As the milk was squeezed out, her cheeks flushed crimson, and broken whimpers spilled from her throat.
Under the Trainer's skilled massage, the naive cow-girl loli arched her back and clamped her legs tight, her face drenched in passion.
It... it feels so good~
"Dammit~"
Back in the living room, watching the two entangled figures through the door, the little nympho Gardevoir pouted resentfully.
Snap—
In her frustration, she accidentally snapped a soup spoon with her telekinesis.
Why did the Trainer just go to the pasture and bring back such an erotic little thing?
More importantly, how could this pink-haired cow loli have so much juice?!
"I... I don't know either..."
Unlike Gardevoir, who looked like she wanted to charge in and get the same treatment, Lopunny covered her face in shame.
Though she had experienced something similar that afternoon, she was still fundamentally a shy bunny girl; facing such a lewd and tempting scene made her feel a chill between her legs.
B... but, so Master likes it like that...
After a moment, she carefully moved her hands away from her burning face and looked down at her own trembling snowy globes.
Maybe... next time I should try that too...
After quite a while, Hakuya finally looked up, wiping the milk stains from the corner of his mouth.
"Alright, Miltank, that's enough for today."
"Mmm... Master, okay~"
Miltank was now as limp as a pool of spring water, curling up weakly in the Trainer's arms.
Her pink skirt had been pushed aside at some point, and a trail of warmth slowly flowed down her snowy inner thighs—a clear proof of her climax.
After returning from the shed, Hakuya had provided a "juicing" service for the cow-girl loli.
It was thick and plentiful; in just these few dozen minutes, he had truly tasted pure, additive-free Moomoo Milk.
As Whitney had said, if Miltank aren't milked regularly, they feel extremely uncomfortable.
As for this Shiny Miltank, because she hadn't let anyone near her since birth, her small body had accumulated a massive amount of milk, which nearly overflowed after her transformation.
If Hakuya hadn't helped, she probably would have "burst" before long.
"Next time you feel tight and uncomfortable, come find me again."
Hakuya pinched her reddened, cute face.
"Okay... I'll remember~"
Miltank murmured, seemingly still savoring the sensation, and instinctively rubbed her snowy chest against her Trainer again.
Hakuya felt helpless. If he wasn't worried that the little thing wasn't "fully grown" yet, he would have long since started "plowing" her for more traits.
"By the way, you'll live here from now on. You don't need to go back to the pasture."
Suppressing his inner urges, Hakuya gave her a soft instruction.
He had no desire to sell his Pokémon girls' milk for others to drink. If he needed to sell Moomoo Milk, the twenty-three Miltank in the pasture were more than enough.
As for this Shiny Miltank who never let outsiders touch her, she could just keep her milk for him to drink.
"Mm-hmm~"
The cow-girl loli nodded ignorantly; it was unclear if she understood his full meaning, but she hugged him tighter than before.
After settling the Shiny Miltank, Hakuya returned to his room.
He couldn't skip his daily farm log.
[League Calendar Year 2075, October 8th, Hiyori Town Farm] [Income: 3 Hard Stones, Total 19,500 Credits] [Expenses: Fertilizer, Total 6,000 Credits] [Today's Progress: Planted mushrooms and herbs] [Current Farm Funds: 63,500 Credits]
Hakuya looked at the log, tapping the desk with his pen thoughtfully.
The Wang-Wang Grain, Roll-Roll Beans, mushrooms, and herbs were all planted; now he just needed to tend to them carefully.
The remaining twenty-three Miltank in the pasture needed regular milking every week.
And if all went well, Uncle Yoshino would pass by every afternoon, allowing him to sell his accumulated goods.
Of course, Hakuya hadn't forgotten tomorrow's plan—heading to Hiyori Forest to collect Spinarak silk and weave a net for lake fishing.
Overall, the farm was getting on the right track.
Just as Hakuya was reflecting, a silhouette slipped into the room.
With a white gauze dress intentionally half-undone and legs wrapped in white silk, Miss Gardevoir had finally caught her chance.
Without a word, the little nympho pulled her Trainer toward the bed.
"Master~"
"I'm... a little tight down there, too~"