Milk is back on the menu boys!

You have some real pep in your step as you make your way through the picturesque woods with your new adventuring companions.

You feel good. The dappled morning sunlight is warm on your skin where it breaks through the leafy canopy above. Songbirds twitter sweetly in the trees, earthy forest smells fill your nose and your belly is pleasantly full. You feel fresh and invigorated.

This is what it's all about... true adventure!

You even give humming a merry tune a shot as you follow Milly through the trees. Jaasi grins up at you at the happy sound, her beautiful lilac face beaming before she skips over to wrap your left arm up in both of hers. She snuggles in close as you walk together with Meep perched on her slender shoulder like a big blue amorphous parrot.

"Are you sure you know the way, Milly?" She calls to the towering blonde Minotress blazing the trail ahead.

"Yes. Saw the castle on my journey west. Gave it a wide berth though." She nods as she lifts a log as big as yourself off the path without so much as a grunt of effort. "Know a short-cut."

A castle? Hell yeah!

An actual castle would probably come with noble knights in shining armor, royal personages sitting atop glittering thrones, massive banquets with great foaming flagons of ale and beautiful princesses in tall towers with long golden hair.

You had a direction at last! A destination to head for and a trusted guide to lead you there. No more wandering the woods like lost babes for you anymore, more like wandering with hot babes now.

Jaasi is back in her regular get-up of a skimpy ruby red bikini with diaphanous, rippling purple silks that obscure precisely zero of her lithe dancers body, taut ass and perky breasts. Milly is back in her battle garb from earlier. The leather legionnaires skirt swishes high about her thick firm thighs, her filigreed bronze shield is slung over her strong back and her mountainous creamy cleavage is straining heroically within the brown studded leather corset cinched tight around her trim torso.

*Meep Meep!*

"You tell 'em, Meep." You say with a grin down at the azure blue slime fizzing away contentedly in the clean morning air.

Meep is definitely getting bigger. Yesterday the little monster had been roughly the size of a bar of soap. After the events of this morning though...

You had awoken early to a soft lowing sound from Milly.

"Maaaster~"

Couched as you were with your head in her pillowy bosom and Jaasi parked firmly against your front with her tight lavender tooshie in your crotch, you could only blink away sleepy tears and try to look up at the massive warrior woman.

Sleepy tears? Who the hell cries in their sleep?

"Master, it hurts... they feel so full." Milly's lips were a thin line of discomfort as she tried to keep her voice quiet but you could see she was struggling.

"Milly, what's wrong? Where does it hurt?" You asked, dashing the tears from your face with the arm not trapped under Jaasi's slumbering head.

Then another droplet of moisture dripped onto your cheek. Huh?

"My udders, Master. They are full to bursting and my poor nipples are sooo~ sore." She moo'ed tightening the arm she had around your waist and pulling you up her body a fraction until your head was all but buried in her colossal cleavage. "I need your help, Master."

Her heavy breasts had spilled out of the unlaced neckline of her peasants blouse sometime during the night.

Giving one of her large puffy nipples the ol' side-eye--as it's the only way you could see them trapped as you were in bountiful, fleshy heaven--you watched in drowsy fascination as bead of white slowly formed at the pink peak and dripped like a faucet down onto your bottom lip. You gave it a cautious, experimental lick.

Milk!

Warm, delicious, full cream, unpasteurized, triple gold-standard milk!

"What do you need from me, Milly?" The whispered question is fairly rhetorical but a gentleman is always polite enough to ask. That went double for dashing Princes such as yourself so...

"Milk me Master. Drink from my fat teats and let me feed my Man?" Her response was so timid and nervous you strained your neck and eyes upwards to catch a glimpse of her expression only to find her blushing like a virgin bride on her wedding night.

Milly, your seven foot tall bovine wrecking-ball looked anxiously away as you tried to get a bead on her feelings. Her long ash-blonde hair fell like a golden curtain across her pretty face hiding a shy little smile as she began to wiggle her broad womanly hips into your butt.

Was this a new experience for Milly? You knew that you were her first bonded mate, she told you as much last night. So if she wanted to "feed her Man" were you going to be expected to...

Jaasi murmured something in her sleep as the tight fit of her ass in your lap grew significantly tighter. The available real-estate down there growing rarer as the bulge in your breeches swelled alarmingly.

Oh Mama! ...wait, no. Let's not get all Freudian about this. Milly needed your help. She was a woman--be it a hugely busty cow-woman--with needs and you were her Man.

Her thirsty thirsty Man.

"Of course Milly. Just tell me how I can help best."

Your voice was full of compassion and understanding and you gave yourself a mental pat on the back for not drooling like an idiot at the prospect of the big leaking nipple not three inches distant from your puckering lips.

This Prince stuff wasn't so hard. You just had to be charming, handsome, dashing and parched!

"You need to massage the teat a little at first, Master." Milly panted, her lips almost buried in your hair as she gazed lovingly down at you. "To get the milk flowing. You just pinch it at the base then draw your finger and thumb down to the tip."

Happy to oblige, you inspected her bare nipple with a hungry stare. It was huge, even in proportion to her massive chest. The aureole was pink, prettily pebbled and nearly the size of your palm. Her stiff, glistening nipple was the length and thickness of your big toe.

Laying as both of you were on your sides, pressed into her absurdly curvy front with a snoozing Jaasi pressed flush against your flat belly, the positioning wasn't great. Your head was basically using one of her pillowy breasts as a pillow while her other mammary pressed down on the other side of your face with some impressive heft. You reached up with your free hand to grip the bottom of the rubbery tissue then tugged gently down.

"Ooooh! That was nice..." Milly moaned into your hairline, "But you're going to need to be a lot firmer than that, Master."

Jaasi muttered something in her sleep and wiggled her periwinkle posterior against your stiffening nethers. You kept half an eye on the dreaming genie as you adjusted your grip on Milly's puffy peak and pinched down hard. Pulling at the slippery flesh until it was stretched tightly away from her ivory skin and towards your parted lips.

You were rewarded by a splashing jet of sweet, warm milk and a soulful groan of relief from Milly.

"Oh, Oh Mast- oh Mas- Mmmoooooo~!"

Her lowing moo was rather loud as her thick hips bucked and ground into your backside hard enough that she was bumping you harder against Jaasi's drowsily undulating bikini-clad ass. Still your magical companion slept on, much to your surprise as you were beginning to poke her fairly firmly between her sweet little lilac cheeks.

"Mooore~ Master, please I need to milk mor-Mmmoooo~!"

Pulling and then releasing her shining wet tit-flesh you fire another stream of delicious cream into your mouth and swallow greedily.

Milly's milk is absolutely one of the best things you had ever tasted and you were only getting started. You tried to roll a little onto your back for better access but her mighty arms kept you locked tight in place as she moaned rapturously and eagerly dry humped you.

"Now your lips M-Master, suckle on m-my tender teat and drink down my m-milk." She gasped then began tongue-bathing your hair again. "It's aaaalll~ for you Master."

Craning your neck to latch your lips around the firm spouting nub, you sucked on it for all you were worth.

Your cheeks hollowed then filled full as your mouth was flooded with Milly's milky ambrosia. Your throat worked as you swallowed and worked your tongue around her stiff nip, lapping up any stray drops before suckling ravenously for more.

You were rewarded with mouthful after mouthful as you drank down her rich cream. You were getting lost in the spongy softness of her mountainous tits and her incredible flavour. Milly kept grinding her pelvis into your ass, her broad meaty tongue massaging your scalp as you hoovered down her abundant tit-honey.

Then her low mooes and moans became breathy, girlish giggles...

"Oh gently Master, that tickles... Oh no, not the teeth- Moooo~!"

Feeling suddenly impetuous you had bitten her engorged, gushing nipple and worried it gently with playful shakes of your head. Like a puppy...

Milly spasmed as her joyful song rang out through the quiet pre-dawn air. Forest animals took to flight outside as her powerful arm pulled you in crushingly close and her hips bucked so hard that Jaasi was bounced clean out of the bed!

"Eeeep!"

Thud!

You froze in panic while Milly buried her embarrassed face in your damp hair as a protesting groan came from the cabin floor.

"Hey, what gives? I was having an amazing dream..."

Jaasi's head popped up over the side of the bed, her inky black hair disheveled and her golden eyes half-lidded with sleep. Then they shoot wide-open at the sight of the two of you before wandering to Milly's huge leaking teats.

"Oooh... Oh! It's happening already?" She asked looking questioningly at the blushing Minotress.

Milly just nodded mutely as Jaasi licked her plum lips, her bright, glimmering eyes moving from the buxom blonde's epic heaving tits to the straining bulge in your breeches. She rubbed her hands together in a sharp business-like fashion before squeezing at the air lewdly with twitching fingers.

"Mind if I join in, Sister?" She asked with a wicked grin. "I can't remember the last time I got to taste Minotaur milk."

Milly pulled back a little, drawing you with her before she paused for a second then nodded again.

"I will always have enough to feed my family... Sister." She replied with a hint of pride in her soft, sonorous voice.

Jaasi let out a happy squeal, jumping a little in place before attacking your pants with excited enthusiasm.

"I'll just see our Prince is taken care of Milly, you keep having your fun. I'll join you both soon." She said from somewhere below your beltline as Milly turned and used the newly freed up bed space to face you.

She lifted her enormous milkers with both hands, offering them to you as small rivers of her precious milk fountained from her stiff, raspberry peaks.

"Please, Master..." She purred in her melodic voice dripping with salacious intent. "My big, full udders need more of your attention."

Below you there was a meaty thwack as your turgid Princehood was from its confines to impact with your flat, hard stomach. Jaasi just giggled before something slick and warm enveloped your steely length.

"Of course Milly," you groaned as Jassi worked purest magic on your pulsating lordly rod. "Anything for my gorgeous bonded mate."

Then you leaned in, took her both of her fat, proffered nipples into your warm, wet mouth and she let out a long ecstatic low.

"Moooo~!"