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Chapter 13 by MidbossMan MidbossMan

Will you try to convince Liens?

Beg her to pump her milk for you

Try as you might, there wasn't really a logical argument to be made here. There was no real reason that Liens needed to get her breasts milked tonight-- the milk wouldn't go to any good cause and the act would serve nothing in the way of Geod's mission for the two of you. In short, it was purely a diversion of curiosity for you yourself.

{if Master = True}The dominating routine didn't work on a woman like Liens.{elseif Servant = True}It felt wrong, asking Liens to do something for you instead of making yourself useful for her, but you couldn't get the thought out of your mind.{elseif Freak = True}Of course, the simple truth was just you were a freak for any fluid produced from the human body.{elseif Chivalrous = True}Chivalry was really out the window on this one.{endif}You were asking Liens to set aside her pride, so you had to be prepared to do the same: you had to toss aside whatever pride you had left. You clasped your hands together like you were dismissing Geod and praying to the great inventor herself, begging to see her use the pump on her breasts. You told her you wouldn't ask for anything again for a while. At least not for a while.

"Uuuugh." The elf scratched at the back of her hooded, teal-colored hair and wore an exasperated expression. "You're not going to let me get back to my work until I do this. Are you? You're that ****?"

You nodded enthusiastically. Perhaps Liens' impatience was all you really needed to work in your favor here?

Liens reached one gloved hand up to her face and pulled it downward, momentarily ending with her usual frown in an even more exaggerated, worn-out expression with the flesh tugged downward, before releasing and letting it settle into its usual scowl. "Fine. Okay. Just sit still. And stop begging. You're making a fool out of yourself. I can't have fools in my workshop. Dangerous. Workplace hazard."

It seemed you'd managed to get her to submit to it, even if you'd made her even more cranky in the process. You could hear her grumbling under her breath as she proceeded.

What's next?

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