A New Kind Of Grind

"So, you wanna get egged too, huh?" I asked. Nel was nowhere near the only girl who'd seen what I did to Lisa and Akane earlier today and wanted some of that for themselves. She was just the first to actually say as much, so...

"I absolutely wanna get egged," Nel said. "It's like. Almost all the way there for my elf-cow fantasy. Being a constantly-pregnant broodmare pumping out more elf-cows, and getting milked the whole time... It's fucking hot, Roxy. Pretty much the only thing you could do to improve on this is if you found a way to skip the eggs and actually knock me up with unawakened elf-cows."

"That's actually totally doable," I said. "All it takes is some Rancher class abilities to have an unawakened cowgirl knock you up and guarantee your offspring are all unawakened elves with the Lactation Trait. Well, maybe also something to shorten the pregnancy period so you can be done with the fantasy in an hour instead of a month."

"...Huh," Nel said. "I thought... Actually, I guess I kinda didn't think about the fact awakened and unawakened monstergirls can reproduce."

"Huh," I said. "To me, that feels like foundational knowledge about monstergirls. Of course, I didn't grow up on this planet, and my introduction to how monstergirls worked came from a foreigner whose wife was her own bunnygirl familiar, so... But yeah, the awakened and unawakened can, in fact, impregnate each other, although the System side of things is a bit messy. Impregnating unawakened monstergirls is easy, and it only very rarely results in awakened offspring. Impregnating the awakened is harder, because awakening lowers fertility rates pretty heavily, but it raises the chances of awakened offspring. Ranchers, of course, get to put their thumbs on the scales, so none of that probability shit matters to us, but. Y'know. The default dynamics are still important, because they shape the lives of the average person's interaction with those systems."

"Fair enough," Nel said. "Well, now that I am entertaining the possibility... I think I'm actually gonna walk that back, and say eggs are the actual ideal. Yeah, being a broodmare and pumping out a bunch more milky elf-cows like a good little heifer is hot, but I think I would be really, really weirded out if my firstborn was an unawakened monstergirl that my girlfriend kept as livestock."

"Can't be as weird as your firstborn being your girlfriend's half-sister," I said, before going back to valiantly pretending I hadn't knocked up Akane's parents. (Nicky's mom, though, had been fully on purpose.)

"Yeah, yeah, I get it, you're a real freak, and I'm boring compared to you. Can you knock me up with your eggs and milk me like a dairy cow already?"

I snorted. "Sure thing, babe."

She stripped instantly, her clothes disappearing into her inventory, and in its place, a collar much like the one I'd given Lisa when she first became my familiar. A collar that would create a mutable, shapeshifting outfit according to the whims of the owner... who was not, necessarily, the person wearing the collar.

It took no thought whatsoever for me to decide on putting her in a cowprint bikini, complete with a little brass bell hanging from the front ring of her collar.

And before Nel could comment on how much she liked the outfit, I'd pulled a big ol' barrel out of my inventory, along with a livestock-themed pillory that'd hold Nel's upper body in place while I bred her from behind.

"...Yesss," Nel hissed, before enthusiastically strapping herself into the pillory, arching her back and sticking her ass straight out at me. "C'mon, do it, breed me already."

"Gimme a minute," I said, giving her ass a playful swat, before reaching around and under to grab her tits. By any objective measure, Nel was pretty fucking stacked. It was a fact that got easily lost when you were used to cowgirls and Akane "fat half-bunny fertility goddess" Sakurai, and Veronica "Nicky" "who fucking knows why her family is so stacked but it clearly is a family thing" Vega, but Nel's boobs were by no means small, or even medium. They more than filled my hands, spilling out between my fingers as I squeezed, and with a touch of magic and some old muscle memory, they swelled up just a bit further, before starting to leak milk as I milked Nel's tits by hand.

It was fun, and a little nostalgic of an era where I actually had to worry about things, but it was inefficient, and if Nel was gonna be my dairy cow, by god was I gonna milk her for all she was worth. So with a bit more magic, the bikini top she was wearing transformed into a pair of vacuum cups, latched onto her nipples, with clear hoses coming out the end and joining together before leading into the barrel. The cups started to suck, and Nel's trickle of milk became a steady stream. Still...

"That's not nearly enough milk for my prize dairy cow," I said, shaking my head as I walked back around her. "Seems there's only one way to make you all milky again."

Nel moaned as I grabbed her hips, and snapped the strings holding on her bikini bottom, letting the twin triangles of fabric fall off of her (and disappear into nothingness). I didn't bother fishing out my cock, just using magic to part my robe, and without any further ado, I plunged myself deep and fast into Nel's already-soaked pussy.

Nel was, strangely enough, someone I hadn't fucked all that much. I was pretty sure I've fucked Elendar, her half-wallflower familiar, more times than Neloteth herself. And I simply couldn't fathom why; Nel's ass was beautifully fat and cushiony, and felt absolutely amazing against my hips as I pounded into her. It was, frankly, even more exceptional for an elf than her tits were- even in the Red Forest, I couldn't find girls with as much ass as Nel had.

I started to cum pretty quickly, but like hell I was gonna let that be the end. I powered through, continuing to pound away at her even as my knot began to swell and my cum began to spray.

Even knotted, I still had enough room to keep fucking her, and soon enough, she was about to cum too, so I let myself hit a second orgasm in time with her first. She squeezed down on me, milking my cock the way only a dairy cow could manage, and I rewarded her with not only a thicker spray of cum, enough to start stretching out her womb and swelling her belly, but the first of many, many eggs.

One by one, they popped out of my shaft with a burst of backed-up cum, slowly building up a bigger and bigger bulge in her belly, squishing and shifting to make what little room the could for the next egg. These eggs bore a subtle enchantment on them, after my lessons learned from the test run on Lisa, and with every egg I forced into Nel's eager womb, her tits swelled just that tiny bit more, the flow of milk growing just that tiny bit stronger.

By the time I was done, Nel's belly was so full of eggs and cum that she looked fully nine months pregnant, and preparing to give birth to twins. Her tits, meanwhile, had grown a few sizes, and were spraying forth a full-on torrent of milk into the cups and hoses.

Just like a good little cow should.

"Ahhh... fuck, that was good," I muttered, collapsing forward to lean against Nel's back, and idly reaching up to grab her tits, careful to avoid popping the seal between the vacuum cups and her nipples as I began to knead just about everything else.

"Hey... if you've got.... a second wind, in you... I've got something to show you," Nel said, breathing heavily as she slowly recovered from being pumped absolutely, mind-breakingly full of eggs. "Y'know... After your knot deflates... and you can pull out."

"...Sure," I said, nodding. I was pretty curious just what she was gonna do to surprise me, so once I'd rallied myself, I forced my knot to deflate with Incubus magic, then pulled out, swiftly slipping a silicone plug in to keep the cum and eggs from starting to spill out and make even more of a mess. "Alright. I'm ready. What's this next trick?"

"So," Nel said, tapping her collar and converting the milking cups back into a cowprint bikini, detaching it from the milk vat in the process and letting her straighten up and turn around. "Remember when I said 'no tentacles'? Well, I lied." She waved a hand wreathed in glowing magicka, and then...

"Oh, holy shit," I murmured.

Nel's tongue had grown much, much longer, until it was fully three feet long- possibly even longer.

"See, I'm a Ranger," Nel said, somehow perfectly coherent despite a three foot tongue sticking out of her mouth and getting in the way of her lips. "I've been a shapechanger ever since the day my System awakened. And I have found some new twists on some of the magic in the Incubus tomes. So... wanna get the best blowjob of your life?"

"Absolutely," I said, nodding furiously.

Nel got down on her knees, and began by wrapping that long, wet, and warm tongue of hers around my shaft like the stripe on a candy cane, squeezing a little before making a short jerking motion up and down along the length. It may have been more of a tongue-performed handjob than a real blowjob, but fuck, it still felt amazing, and no way in hell was I gonna complain about false advertising.

Especially not when Nel drew closer to my tip, winding up some excess tongue around it before she started taking it into her mouth, bit by bit. The tongue was still anchored to her bottom jaw, so there was only so far she could take in my cock before her tongue stopped being able to wrap around the whole length, but the first two inches were the most sensitive for a reason.

Plus, she wasn't going to neglect the rest of my shaft, either. She pulled off for a second, my hips involuntarily bucking needily as she did so, before she grabbed her tits by the underside, lifted them up, and speared my spit-slicked shaft right through the glorious valley of her cleavage. She wrapped her tongue right back around my cock, going back to massaging the length and suckling the tip, and with her hands, added in a gloriously soft and slick titfuck, with the most beautiful texture contrast between the firm muscle of her tongue and the pillowy squish of her rack.

She'd already cum, so I didn't feel the need to hold out too long, here. Later, I'd want to luxuriate in this for a good, long time, but right now... if I cum, I cum. I'm just gonna let it happen.

And cum I did, straight into her mouth and down her throat. She swallowed me down expertly, and as my shaft began to soften and retract, she let the tip pop out of her mouth and gave me a smirk.

"You..." I began, breathing heavily again, "are my new favorite."