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"Hadn’t you guessed?" Amaria laughed, cradling her breasts and giving them a squeeze.

She posed with her laden mounds as twin streams of milk spurted from her plump nipples, causing Ava to jerk out of the way. "Oh, my sweet, you’ve not known pleasure until you’ve been milked. It’s quite an experience. Particularly when you’ve got a nice goblin cock rutting into you while you’re being drained."

"O-oh? I just... there aren’t any young around so I figured..."

"Hmmmm?" Amaria released her breasts, licking milk from her fingers. "Observant. It’s why I so enjoy being the breeding slave of goblins. They do such a wonderful job raising their pups communally. I hand them off to the others and they ensure my pups will grow up big and strong while can I focus on what really matters..."

Amaria reclined on the musty bedding with her hands behind her head.

"What really matters?" Ava asked, moving closer beside her.

"Why, enjoying my stay with the goblins, of course," Amaria said coyly. "Your aunt knew how nice it could be to spend a few years – maybe a decade – with some monsters. I’m sure you knew about her time with the goblins. You get to have fun and they get to think their mate is an elf. Then, when they inevitably get killed off by a rival, or you just get bored, you can bring things to an end."

"Was it just goblins or was my aunt with other monsters?" Ava asked. "I mean... with the minotaurs or... what was it?"

"Hmmmmm, I think Frayura had more of a taste for the slimy things in life." Amaria wiggled her fingers. "You know. Eldritch tentacles. That sort of thing. Now now. Don’t look so scandalized. A few months with a cathoolid or some hydrapods and you’d forget all about humans or orcs. And give me a mindsucker any day. Two cocks. Delightful. Just don’t let him hypnotize you or, you know..." Amaria made a loud slurping sound and went cross eyed for a moment. "Too dangerous to shack up with one. But I dated one or two. There was this great mindsucker named Brabboth, or was that Bilibboth? But those sorts can be so clingy."

Ava shifted where she sat. All the talk of breeding and fucking was getting her hot under the collar. "Um, Amaria, you said your current mate is a goblin named Gherkin, right?"

"Oh, yes, him!" Amaria said. "What a sweetheart. You really should try him out."

"Actually, I’m working on a story about some adventurers who are... wait... try... try him out?" Ava looked at Amaria uncertainly.

The voluptuous elf leaned against Ava, the older elf’s tits squeezed against her arm and began to drip on Ava’s thigh.

"Mmmmmm, yes, well, we could try him out together," the fertile beauty breathed, bringing her lips close enough to Ava’s ear to make the younger elf tremble. "You really should think about it, my dear."

"Think about... about what?" Ava looked down as Amaria’s hand began to creep up her thigh, smearing the drops of milk and sliding to Ava’s soft mound.

"Why, all sorts of things," Amaria purred, nibbling at Ava’s ear. Whispering hot and softly. "I would love to taste your sweet cunt while you suck him off. Or you could lick my tight asshole while he fucks yours."

"What!?" Ava stiffened. Amaria pressed her finger’s to Ava’s cunt through the young elf’s trousers. Massaging. Kneading. Stoking Ava’s desire and making her breathe heavily. "Oooh. I um... I can’t do that... I can’t... shouldn’t..."

"Shhhhhh," whispered Amaria, licking Ava’s earlobe and making the innocent younger elf quiver.

Amaria slid an arm around the back of Ava’s neck, curling her hand around to the far side of Ava’s face.

She began to pull Ava’s head down to her bosom. "Relax, my dear. Have a taste of some of my milk. I promise, it’s as sweet as your mother’s breast."

"Oh! I don’t really... w-well, maybe just a... a... mmm..." Ava’s objections faded away as Amaria’s plump, reddened right nipple being thrust into her mouth.

"Thaaaat’s it, dear." Amaria stroked the back of Ava’s head. "Give it a good suck. Drink as much as you’d like."

For a moment, Ava hesitated, but the scent of cream, the lewdness of the scene, all worked against the poor reporter.

She just didn’t have the self-control. Her treacherous, lovely mouth was already locked on that needy nipple, giving it a shy suck.

Milk spurted into her mouth. Rich, creamy, with a faint taste like butterscotch. Ava moaned, her body growing warm, resistance fleeing from her.

"Ohhh, yes," Amaria moaned with satisfaction, combing her fingers into Ava’s blond hair. "Ohhhh, you’re so hungry, my poor girl. Drink plenty. Fill your little belly with my cream."

"Mmmmmm..." Ava was no longer even considering escape.

She clung to Amaria, drinking her sweet milk in greedy mouthfuls. Sucking and feeling the warm milk burst into her mouth with each gush.

Amaria’s other nipple began to drip heavily in sympathy. The older elf slid her fingers to her mound, into her slick cunt, fucking herself almost absently as Ava drank from her breast.

The bang of the slamming door made both elves jump, shattering the sapphic moment. A fat goblin in a tattered cape, trousers, and a comical crown waddled into the room, cursing under his breath.

"Stupid! Stupid! Let people in tunnels. Can’t tribe do anything right! Have to go around and... and..."

He stopped short in surprise at what awaited him, his beady eyes widening enough to show whites as he took in the sight of Ava drinking milk from Amaria’s breast.

"What the..."

"Oh, master," Amaria called, extending an arm towards the goblin. "Look who stopped by! My friend’s niece! Ava, this is Gherkin, my handsome goblin mate. Gherkin this is—"

"Elf!" shouted Gherkin, jumping with glee. "Two elf! This more elf than any goblin have before! I have two elf!"

"Oh, um, actually I ooooh!" Ava suddenly moaned as Amaria squeezed her plush breast.

"You wanted to talk to him, right?" Amaria crooned.

"Ohhhh," Ava moaned, lashes fluttering. She suddenly gasped, inspiration striking her like a shock. "Oh my gods! Yes! That’s brilliant! An interview! No one’s ever done that with the villain before!"

"Hmmmm? What that?" Gherkin looked at Amaria for an explanation.

"Ava is a reporter for a newspaper," the breeder said as she continued to palm Ava’s ample breast. "She wants to write about you for an article she’s doing."

Gherkin was not smart, even for a goblin, but he was bright enough to sense an opportunity.

Particularly when it was the sort of opportunity that might see him smothered in big elf tits with his cock spurting into a fresh elven womb.

"Interview? Hmmmmmm..."

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