Time was illusive once in the firm grasp of Allucia. What seemed like hours might've only been minutes. What seemed like minutes could've been hours. When next Lorelei had a clear and coherent thought, she had no idea that only a few hours had passed. It was not yet morning, but the night was starting to wane. The thrum of bass music could still be heard beating through the walls, the disorienting lights and smells around her also made her extremely uncomfortable.
Slowly, she opened her eyes, only to find a mans penis gracing her lips. She licked it subconsciously; it tasted like it had been in Yniseli's pussy only moments ago. As far as morning meals go, his left-over semen wasn't so bad, it certainly helped stimulate her senses. She could feel her mana was nearly at full potency. It had been a long time since she felt this good, actually.
She looked around, finding herself lying on a cushioned heart shaped mattress in a private room of the Exquisite House. It appeared that she was naked, which wasn't much of a downgrade, given her sultry outfit from before. A breath of warm air filled her lungs, the aphrodisiacs were still present.
Shit… Lorelei was feeling a headache a moment ago, but that was now fading away.
She looked over, seeing Yniseli's manservant, the male slave from before, gently stroking himself so that she could, if she wanted to, suckle his root dry. It was too tempting to ignore. As far as shafts go, it wasn't the longest she had seen, but it certainly was rather wide and brimming with vitality. His veins were pounding against her tongue as she took him in her mouth and twirled her tongue around it. When he groaned, a surprising amount of hot cream spurt against the back of her throat, then ran down her tongue.
How long has he been at this? She wondered. Just how much does he have left?
Lorelei slurped him until he had nothing left to give, his orgasm causing his hips to shudder and convulse, and released him with a wet slurp.
"Thank you," she muttered. He nodded absentmindedly before sitting down next to her.
Lorelei leaned forward, realizing there was semen everywhere. There was some kind of magical spell on the mattress itself, keeping it warm and gooey, rather than letting it become dry and stale. She was practically swimming in it. Every inch of her body was smothered in the warm donations of countless men, and when she looked around, she noticed a door to the side was open for people to come in and jerk themselves off. Judging by the amount of empty beer bottles, and other empty cups, there had been quite a lot of people allowed inside.
Out of fear, she checked herself, and noticed she was wearing a thin but firm pair of latex panties that spared her loins from the mess. She didn't feel any soreness down there either, so that was a comfort.
"Virginity still intact, good." Lorelei sighed. Her head wouldn't stop pounding. Pheromone aphrodisiac induced hang hovers were so much worse than regular ones.
Lorelei looked to her left to find the albino, Yniseli, lying naked with two other females alongside her. Seeing them play with each other reminded Lorelei that her own nipples ached. She was half afraid of finding them pierced and was again relieved to see they were spared from that carnal infringement.
Lorelei was just about to get up, when Yniseli noticed her movements and shifted position, leaving her female slaves behind so that she could perch herself over Lorelei. Lorelei was stunned, the albino's breasts swung from the erratic movement, transfixing her in place. Deep blue nipples were startlingly titillating and each owned a stub piercing with small sapphires embedded on either side. The woman's legs were spread wide, revealing her plush lower lips drooling with a thick surplus of man-milk. Lorelei cringed, remembering that's what Yniseli liked to call it.
"You up, sweetie?" Yniseli asked with a beautiful voice. She then looked to her male slave, the one who's erection was starting to rise up again. "Good Hancer, would you be a dear and shoot another load into my moist pussy?"
Hancer? Lorelei realized that was his name.
He barely grunted, simply getting up and positioning himself behind her. When he inserted himself, Lorelei could hear the wet sound of his raw skin sinking into her already filled cavity. More left-over semen spilled from between her legs as he began thrusting.
"There you go, nice and firm, just the way I like it." She smiled, looking down at Lorelei. "Go ahead, choke me. Feel my breasts. Watch as I let this slave cum inside me." The way her voice rose at the end made Lorelei's nips perk up.
Lorelei watched, biting her lip, as the albino beauty let her slave pound her from behind. There was a roughness to his thrusts, but also a tenderness that bordered on passion. When her body convulsed, she let him finish inside, just like she wanted, and then slowly leaned forward. Satisfied, Yniseli fell on top of Lorelei, her breasts pressing against her own, and Lorelei stiffened, feeling the sapphire jewels scratching against her skin.
"Ouch!" Lorelei tried to push her off.
"Oh, you need another drink hun?" Yniseli teased. "Or should I go find that human you're so in love with to fuck you proper?"
"WHAT!" Lorelei screamed.
Yniseli laughed at that, enjoying the look on Lorelei's face. "You're so fucking cute." She arched her head to the side. "You should thank me, you know. I could've had a lot more fun with you. There were so many guys who wanted to fuck you, and you were practically begging for it." She leaned in closer. "Through all the smoke and haze, you wanted it so badly, but I put those panties on you to protect you. So why don't you be a doll, and suck my nipples?"
Lorelei's heart was beating in her breast. She obeyed her commands, like a good girl, and gently laid her lips on the sapphire studded nubs. Yniseli had pressed them together so that both of them could be suckled at once. Something warm leaked out with barely a nip.
Milk?
"By the Majari that feels so good. This proud stud of a slave knocked me up some time ago, and I've been wanting someone to enjoy my bosom all night. I didn't want some patron to have them either." She fluttered her eyelids. "But you're good to drink it all up."
Upon tasting the albino's sustenance, Lorelei's mind melted again, becoming a fractured mess. She couldn't stop drinking it. She couldn't stop engorging herself. Some minutes passed, Lorelei eventually unlatched her lips and fell back, sprawling out on the mattress with milk trickling from her lips. She was in a daze. Her body felt too heavy to move.
I gotta get out of here. Lorelei thought to herself.
Slowly, she got up, and this time she wasn't pinned by Yniseli. Instead, the other succubus was putting one of her servants, a new girl, in her place across the room. The dark haired woman was restrained to the floor, her arms behind her back, while a contraption kept her in a forward leaning position so that her milk laden breasts were hanging to the floor. Her breasts were pronounced, while a pair of suction cups were attached to her bold areoloa's. She was enraged as Hancer swung a large studded dildo behind her, powered by a remote controlled machine, and forced it between her legs. Her mouth was then bound with a mask that came with a feeding tube. White cream ran through it, spilling down, force feeding her with what could only be described as a potent supply of semen. Lorelei could tell the pouch it was connected too contained a rather large surplus, the leftovers, maybe.
"Such a waste I know, but I wanted to humiliate her a bit for betraying me." Yniseli patted the slave on the head, while watching her feed. "See that magic spell over her stomach."
Lorelei did.
"I paid the fleshmakers to alter her body. It cost me quite the sum. That makes her body crave semen above all else, pretty soon its all she's gonna be able to eat." She laughed. "I can't wait to turn this stupid bitch into a cum guzzling slave. Such a proud human sinking to new lows." Yniseli combed her hair back and strode toward the bed. "If she asks politely enough, I'll let the orcs breed her later. If she doesn't, I'll throw her to the vinians to ravish her. We can enjoy watching her together getting wrapped by their tentacles and turned into a seedbed. Would you like that?"
The womans gagging reflex was followed by her spitting a thick glob that was able to escape the mask covering her face.
"Is she pregnant?" Lorelei asked, noticing the size of her breasts and the milk gushing from her hardened nipples.
"No, I just cast a breast expansion spell to make her lactate like this." Yniseli sat down. "I'm going to pierce her nipples soon. And I'm thinking of tattooing her entire backside with a giant image of an orcs cock from her butt cheeks to the base of her very neck. Thanks to the fleshmakers she'll age much slower and not get unshapely as well, so that artwork will look quite well on her for years to come."
"Gross…" Lorelei could only imagine the life that slave would have to live.
"Oh, now that I'm thinking about slaves, what would you like to do with her?" Yniseli yawned and then pointed to a newcomer who had been sitting in the corner all by herself.
Lorelei rubbed her eyes, noticing the woman for the first time. How long had she been there? Lorelei wondered. She looked vaguely familiar.
"Her?" Lorelei noticed the woman was an elf with brown almond skin and her entire left arm was decorated with runic tattoo's. She had a blank expression on her face, and a tattoo above her groin, placed neatly over her womb. It was sparkling with a glowing pink light. The elf had lustrously dark hair, the kind that would actually shine in the moonlight, and shiny green eyes that even when possessed of a vacant expression looked mysterious. Her body possessed physical stature that screamed of a military upbringing, but her stomach had grown softer of late, and her fair breasts were starting to sag from weeks of dangling freely without comfort.
Yniseli marched over to the slave in the corner, put a finger under her chin to lift her face, and studied her naked body, noticing the glowing mark over her lower stomach. "That's a nasty rune you got there. I've seen the fleshmakers use it before. It's something that erase's the owners memory with each orgasm. It doesn't destroy everything, after all, take away too much and you wouldn't even have the knowledge to eat or speak. But, the rune eats away at the mind until complete obedience is achieved. Then the rune stays there, glowing brighter during ovulation cycles, and turning black when pregnancy has been achieved."
Lorelei sat upright, feeling slimy fluids moving down her body. From her neck and collarbone, she could feel the thick loads of semen following the groove down the center of her breasts toward her stomach. It puddled in her belly button, and when she moved, the puddle jiggled to leak in all directions.
"That officer you were messing with earlier left his little pet behind." Yniseli licked the elf's cheek, then released her chin. The elf woman merely looked up at them with a faded, half lustful, expression in her eyes. "She's gone. Her master did his work well. She's fully obedient now. The rune has fulfilled its purpose. She has a fresh mind ready for all new experiences, and a will to fulfill her masters needs, whoever they may be. Now that he's gone, she's completely lost. Poor thing."
Lorelei shuddered. She had seen this sort of thing in the war plenty of times. It was mostly three servings of pure Allucia that did the trick, but what happened to this woman was worse. She had her mind slowly broken, over the course of days, and that human officer enjoyed every minute of it. It took an especially practiced Cubi fleshmaker to come up with this kind of magic, and it likely cost him a lot to do it. During the war, the Cubi enjoyed far more simple means of breaking in slaves. In peace, even humans came up with far more creative methods.
"Normally I wouldn't mind taking her," Yniseli said, pausing in thought before continuing. "I could have Hancer here breed her, we're always in the market for new slave stock. She has some attractive qualities to her, even for an elf, so I could play with that body for a bit as well."
Hancer said nothing, even when his name was mentioned.
Yniseli sighed. "The master gets dibs, but evidently, he didn't want her either, otherwise he would've claimed her when her master was dragged out the door. Such a shame. But… I wouldn't mind giving her to you if you can offer a trade."
Lorelei couldn't help but feel sorry for her. "What kind of trade?" She asked.
The albino smirked, a delicious look in her grin, and her eyes were glaring at Lorelei's chest. The wily succubi pounced in front of Lorelei, and reached out to feel her bountiful breasts. Lorelei squirmed upon feeling Yniseli fingers sinking into her tender flesh.
"How about a liter or two of your own milk? A simple temporary spell will make them spill with motherly fluids for just a few minutes. Why don't you let me have some? I'll trade you the girl for it." Yniseli's eyes were brimming with mischief.
On any other day, Lorelei would've scoffed at the notion, she might have even swiped her with her tail. But right now, with aphrodisiacs altering her train of thought, and mana overflowing from her very pores, Lorelei felt like such a simple alteration wasn't a big deal. And if it meant she could get one person out of this hell hole, why not go with it?
"Fuck it, fine." Lorelei breathed.
"Good girl."
Good girl… Shit…
"Just hold still."
"What?" Lorelei jerked, realizing that Yniseli was already summoning a small rune over her chest. It came from a small ward that, apparently, Yniseli just so happened to have tucked away somewhere. Lorelei realized, she probably planned to do this some time ago. She then remembered how her nipples ached. Yniseli might have already done this to her before!
Within seconds, Lorelei felt the magic take hold. Warmth spread through her breasts, then sank deeper. That energy sat there for several seconds, Lorelei could just feel something changing. She could feel her mammaries going into overdrive. That warmth converted into a pleasurable sensation, slowly building, and then rising. After five minutes, with sweat running down her chest, diluting some of the jizz coating her skin, a strong buildup of pressure rose forth until she could see her nipples perking up.
"So hot!" Yniseli played with Lorelei's budding nipples. "Don't worry, it's not permanent. Your precious girls will return to normal after a few hours."
"A few hours?" Lorelei convulsed as one of the greatest orgasms in her life took her completely by surprise. She ground her teeth, losing control of her bladder, causing her to squirt! Her back arched, her breasts parting wide as a new weight took hold. Lorelei watched as her areola's expanded and the tips grew in length and girth until they seemed unsightly. She could feel something rising to the surface, all that liquid filling her mammaries was starting to hurt. It felt like it was going to take forever for it to finally release!
"Just a bit more my sweet," Yniseli helped Lorelei lean forward where Hancer was already providing a small jug. Yniseli pressed Lorelei's breasts together, and gently aimed her nipples so that when the magic moment came it would spill into the container. "I could get some suction cups, but I want to do this by hand." She laughed. "There there, let it build up. Don't let it out just yet. I want it nice and thick, just the way I like it!"
Lorelei seethed; the pain was intensifying.
"Almost there…"
"Please let it out!" Lorelei was sweating. Her breasts were growing fatter, softer, she feared they would be damaged after this.
"Not quite yet, hold it." Yniseli pinched her nipples hard, preventing anything but a small bead of white cream from leaking out. "Just a bit more…"
Lorelei was now drooling. She wanted to do something. Hancer held her hands down so that she couldn't force Yniseli to release her nipples! The pain became excruciating, her breasts started to form into bloated tear drop shaped utters as all that sustenance began rushing toward the only path toward release. She could feel all the passage ways in her mounds expanding, struggling to contain it all. "Please, I can't take it anymore!"
"Yes you can. Think of your darling Theo." Hearing her say his name was deeply unsettling. Yniseli pinched harder, making sure not a drop leaked out.
"What!"
Yniseli leaned in closer, measuring Lorelei's tension, waiting for just the perfect moment. "Just think of your darling human, while I milk your beautiful fucking tits!" With that, she released the pressure and suddenly everything spewed forth.
Lorelei gasped, she felt it like a thud followed by an intense and sudden, almost violent, release. Thick white milk jettisoned and continued without stopping for several seconds. It took her by surprise, just how much had built up. That flood slowly became a stream, and finally into a trickle. As the flow slowed, Yniseli teased her further, yoking her nipples to allow the milking to continue.
"Now that is a nice amount, although I think you could do more. What do you think? Want to experience that again?" Yniseli wasn't going to wait for a reply. Her mind was already made up.
Lorelei's entire body felt as if it were on fire, but it was a pleasant warmth, and her limbs wouldn't stop shaking as the magic activated again. Another small spell, another surge of pressure, another explosion of raw pain and exquisite pleasure. Yniseli was happy to milk Lorelei's teats again and again until they were too sore to touch.
Sometime later, when several jugs had been filled to the brim, Hancer let Lorelei go. She nearly fell forward, barely stopping herself from hitting the floor. Her breasts were very slowly reducing in size, returning to their original shape, although there was still an alien pressure that remained.
"That about does it," Yniseli said while admiring the collection of jugs. "Oops, looks like I might have gone overboard."
Lorelei sat on her knees; her tits were sagging now. Even after reducing in size, they had grown quite a bit and were much softer than before. Her areola's had returned to normal, so that was something at least, but the tips of her nipples were still perky and hard.
"If you ask me, I think your tits are even more beautiful this way, but they might go back to normal soon." Yniseli motioned for Hancer to put a collar on the elf girl. "I would advise massaging them every morning until the lactation stops. It should stop… It should lessen at least."
"You bitch," Lorelei gasped.
That made her laugh. "As promised, this slave is yours now. I'll see her marked and bound to you. Do with her as you will. And if you want any alterations… Well, you did give me more than I asked for, so I don't mind."
Lorelei was too sore to get up. "She's…"
"In need of a cock?" Yniseli smiled at the thought. "A dick slave would do you nicely. How big would you like it? Sure the semen wouldn't be as good as mans, but it will keep you sated more than some cheap Allucia, and it can still taste better than the street trash you must've picked up on your own." Clearly a thought passed through Yniseli's mind as she paused for a moment. "I would bring you to the master, given your state, but I'm not that cruel. Who am I to get in the way of true love?"
Lorelei didn't hear her, she had passed out for a few precious seconds while her breasts stopped aching. As always, Yniseli took her silence as approval.
"Hancer, summon the fleshmakers. Let's make this slave suitable for her new master." Yniseli took a seat on the bed and was happy to fall back into the slosh of all the warm semen while Hancer left with her instructions.