On the properties of pocket pussies...

Note from Author: Hello Dearest Reader, I just wanted to post up some fairly tame Minotress Art so you have more of a mental picture. This friendly Minotress is not Milly, Nor is this lovely cow-girl but they might be considered her cousins though not of the double-muscled variety like our Milly.

Now back to our story...

"So all of that business this morning was... normal then?" You ask Jaasi as you carefully step around a modest pile of round animal droppings. You think they might be from a deer but given your nonexistent level of woodsmanship in this magical world, it could be owlbear scat for all you know.

"Normal for who, for Milly? I guess so. Normal for a given value of normal within the circumstances." Jaasi says tucking herself under your arm and slipping a skinny lilac arm around your waist. "Normal is relative when you really get to thinking about it."

"Jaasi..."

"No, it really is! Look at it like this..." Jaasi says waving a delicate hand in the air in oratory fashion. "Milly is a Minotress, a bonded Minotress now. What that means in her culture is that she would be expected to join her chosen mate on campaign, fight beside him in battle, nurse him through injury and nourish him in the field. "

Okay, you follow so far and you nod for Jaasi to continue.

"So that's her normal and you need to be willing to accommodate that if you want to make her happy."

"Jaasi, I think I have already shown myself willing and able to do that already." You drawl and she lets out a saucy snicker.

"Yeah you did, Cutie. How are you feeling this morning, by the way? The challenge yesterday looked pretty intense."

She punctuates the question by sliding her hand down and giving your ass a hearty squeeze nearly causing you to stumble.

"I feel good...." You begin then trail off. The 'bonded challenge' with Milly had certainly been... physical. You had expected to be bruised and bone-sore for days but this morning... Jaasi interrupts your line of thought in typical Jaasi fashion.

"Right! That's because Minotress milk has amazing healing properties. It's the base ingredient for a lot of healing droughts and is in rare supply this far away from the Eastern plains. Anything you can't drink, she can sell. For a pretty penny too if it's as high in quality as I think it is."

Jaasi has been ticking off the many merits of keeping Milly happy and present on her periwinkle fingertips while the busty blonde cow-girl has paused in place to nod along in agreement.

You're getting the sense that Milly, while delightfully amorous and frightfully loyal, is not a big conversationalist.

Lucky for her, Jaasi habitually talks enough for two.

"She's gorgeous, a kick-ass warrior, a walking goldmine and has those big yummy titties to boot. What's your concept of normal got that can compete with her?"

"Master?" Milly inquires with a worried look at you.

"Nothing!" You are fast to interject before Milly gets the wrong idea. "Milly, you are amazing. Your milk tastes incredible and I am really happy we are bonded."

There, the crisis was averted with princely charm. Milly is even blushing now, a vast pink flush running from tits to tip.

"You really liked my milk?" The two-hundred and fifty pound fighting-machine asks shyly.

"Loved it." You reassure her blithely, "This isn't about you Milly but rather, it's about your expectations of me."

"Well if it's about my milk. you should only need to drain me once a day. Preferably in the morning..." She says looking down bashfully and drawing circles in the dirt with a large polished hoof. "...until you start breeding me, of course. Then it might be as many as three times a day."

Breeding her.

Your mind blanks out at that, though your downstairs department stirs like a slumbering dragon in interest.

*Meep Meep.*

Yeah... you look down at the cobalt-coloured slime as it rolls off Jaasi's shoulder, up your back to perch atop your head like a particularly wobbly blue fez.

Meep sure is getting big enough to fill the role now.

About that...

Milly lowed blissfully and you moaned as more of her warm flowing cream passed your sucking lips. The Minotress's long skirt was bunched up over her thick, muscular thighs now and her gloriously full plush ass sat atop her polished hooves as she knelt, gladly nursing you on her massive teats.

There was a long, wet slurping sound and you groaned into Milly's billowing tit-flesh. Milly panted as your hot wash of breath caressed her smooth skin then wrapped her strong arms around your head to crush you harder into her heaving chest.

You were almost seeing stars as you lapped and sucked at Milly's big rubbery nip while Jaasi was taking your large, throbbing knob between her magical lips and servicing it with fantabulous, spine-melting finesse.

"Oooomph!" You grunted around a mouthful of milky melon as her hot, moist tongue swirled around the sensitive underside of the bulging tip and then you felt yourself being taken in further, pushing against some slick and tight opening.

A giggle like the tinkling of bells reached your ear just before there was a gulping noise and your aching cock-head was swallowed into the constricted entrance, right down her slender throat.

*Mmmmmmp!*

Jaasi hummed her pleasure and the vocal reverberations thrilled through your straining turgidity. She swallowed and groaned just making you pause with Milly's exuberant nipple between your teeth.

You were breathing hard through your nose, gently thrusting your hips and smoothly plundering Jaasi's famished esophagus when a second head came into view beside you. A sweet lavender face with gold eyes and long glossy black hair pressed her plum lips to your own where they were wrapped around Milly's twin bloated nipples.

Jaasi?!

The edges of her golden eyes curled in amusement at your befuddled expression then her little pink tongue darted into your mouth only to come away with one of Milly's large, pebbled nipples snagged in her magenta mouth. She sucked hard and her golden orbs rolled in euphoric delight. Milly let out another long soulful moo as both her overburdened, milky tits were lavished in luxurious lingual affection.

To be fair, Milly tasted incredible but if Jaasi was here who- ohno, really?!

*Mmmmmmp, Mmmmmp!*

You wanted to look down but the press of bodies was too tight and Milly's massive shelf of a bouncing rack obscured any view below it. If you were to take the time to investigate (and why would you?) you strongly suspected you would discover a certain Thermotropic Crystal Slime was wrapping itself around your princely pole and milking you for all it was worth.

"Oh Sister, oh Master..." Milly cooed breathily as she began grooming first you then Jaasi with long, loving lashes of her tongue again.

Jaasi had both her tiny hands sunk into a fleshy breast so large it dwarfed her pretty little skull and was suckling away like a starved infant. Her own slim hips and trim butt wagged behind her like a happy hound wagging its tail as she fed. Combined with Milly's needful dry humping and whatever Meep was doing to your manhood you were already rounding third base with home in sight.

You gasped then almost choked on your latest mouthful as Meep only intensified its coiling grip on your tensing shaft. The sensation went from one of a lapping tongue and willing throat to that supremely gratifying sensation you could only experience when first pressing into the soft peachy mound of a fresh waiting pussy.

You could feel tight, wet folds part for you, stretching as they took you in and ran firmly down your rocky length as you sank down to the hilt in velvety smooth, molten hot pussy-flesh. Then it happened again, like a second pussy within the first opened to you and you sank your aching tool between those tight lips too, distending their sizzling virginal flesh with your impressive royal girth.

Then just when you felt you had stretched that slick cunt to its very limits, another hot needy pussy spread itself down your violently twitching cock. Then a tongue seemed to lash out of this endless parade of penetration and rolled itself sensuously around your thrumming, flexing crown jewels.

It was too much.

Gagging down one last creamy jet of milky heaven you turned your head and laid your sweaty cheek on Milly's immensely soft bosom. You sucked in breath, coughed and could practically taste your women's excited gushing pussies in the air.

"Oh fuck girls! I-I'm gonna-"

"Do it Master." Milly whispered sweetly down to you, her big calloused hand gently rubbing your back in encouragement. Her tongue slid through hair again with a low satisfied hum.

You looked desperately up at her as your balls boiled, teetering on the very brink and met her big doe eyes. Tears of happiness welled at the corners of her deep baby blues and small joyful smile tugged at her wide lips. Jaasi still slurped away at her other wobbling breast but Milly's eyes were only for you.

"Please Master... My chosen mate, do it. Cum for us and show us why we never have to be lonely again."

Your heart soared for Milly an that moment. Jaasi too, both extraordinary girls had been trapped and alone in their own ways. When the opportunity to free themselves had come along they had seized it and taken it on their own terms. Even if that opportunity was a half-baked princeling like you.

Meep though, Meep was more confusing.

*Mmmmmmp, Mmmmmmp!*

You almost felt like a cad erupting during such an emotionally charged epiphany. However Meep's fizzling, carbonated bubbling around your hugely spasming manmeat tipped you over the edge and you plummeted into the explosive throes of climax.

"Oh shiiiiii~!"

Milly held you tight as your hips bucked and the hot, squeezing folds around your wildly jerking member clamped down like a silken vice. They rippled and pulled at your tortured, engorged tissue drawing out all the tension and stress of the past few days. Meep eagerly dragged out every last long rope and thick squirt of your noble seed until you were, at long last, finally spent.

You felt utterly boneless hanging in Milly's warm, cushiony embrace.

Jaasi finally pulled away from greedily feasting on the fat, puffy nipple she had commandeered and grinned at you with milk dribbling down her periwinkle chin.

"Good job, Cutie. Ha! You really know how to feed your slime."

Milly nodded sagely in agreement.

"My Man's kang-foo is strong."

You pluck the rainbow slime off your head and cradle it under your free arm. Meep is about the size of a basketball now, several times larger in magnitude than when Jaasi first summoned it yesterday.

Which is worrying. You had only fed it twice and as far as you knew Meep hadn't consumed anything else in your brief, whirlwind acquaintance.

Just how much were you cumming after your first misbegotten wish with Jaasi had made you handsome, charming, dashing, hung and "anything she wanted?"

It doesn't bear thinking about. Jaasi will always be Jaasi and after your sudden, embarrassingly timed revelation earlier in the day... you are more than okay with it.

*Meep, Meep.*

"You can't keep riding on my head Meep, you're getting too big for that " You respond to the protesting bubbly burps of the azure slime tucked comfortably against your hip then turn to Jaasi.

"Why is Meep blue again anyway?" You ask, stealing a glance down her teensy bikini top for good measure. They might not be Milly's massive whoppers but you still love those shapely, perfect handfuls all the same.

You are a Prince of varied and refined tastes after-all.

Jaasi catches you looking and grins, thrusting her happy tits up and out for full, marvelous effect before explaining...

"Meep is a super rare rainbow slime. Meep has a whole spectrum of colours depending on Meep's mood and disposition."

*Meep, Meep.*

The slime burbles agreement from its perch at your side.

"Pink Meep is an excited, playful Meep with the fun, tingling slippery slime juices." Jaasi continues to expound, "Blue Meep is a content, happy Meep. It's, like, Meep's default hue when times are good."

Well that was nice to know, despite yourself Meep is growing on you. Weird as that is... With the growing and all.

"...and the other colours?" You ask, your curiosity peaked.

Just then Milly lets out an anguished cry from up ahead then you are all running to see what's the matter. You burst into a clearing to see your busty Minotress standing with shoulders slumped in defeat before a rustic, woodsman's home.

A very familiar home.

A log cabin in fact, built tall with big doorways, a slanted wood-tile roof and a massive wood-pile off to one side.

Jaasi steps out into the noon sunlight pouring down through the break in the leafy canopy and places her little lilac hands on her hips as she sighs...

"I thought I recognized some of the trees we passed back there..."