[00:46]  Milly_the_Milotic  relaxed up against the keg in a languid sort of way, grinning at some of the others before moving forward to rest an elbow on the bar itself, her whole body posture at ease as she propped a knee up on a bar stool. She didn't seem to be in her usual hurry to get out of the bar as soon as she'd added to the Reserves, one hand gently massaging her cock as it was now more or less normal sized again, eye scanning among the familiar faces.

[00:49]  Fenrir Accalia  skirt swayed as she walked inside of the room, having been rather neglectful of her duties for quite some time, although it wasn't cause she didn't want to take care of them, rather she was a very busy wolf with many irons in many fires, she couldn't be expected to take care of them all without some rupturing of space time. Her tail wagging as she walks in, grinning as she sees a familiar face, strutting towards the Milotic "well hello there dear, I take it you've had a pleasant evening?"

[00:52]  Milly_the_Milotic  caught sight of Fenrir and her eyes lit up while she grinned over at the lupine beauty, watching her striding forward and the swishing of that skirt that she wore with every motion of perfect legs and her tails. Her lips pursed into a wicked little smile and she slipped more into the bar stool, propping herself up on her elbows as she addressed the occasional waitress and maid who helped to clean up. "Well, you just missed the end of my latest show," she said almost a little mournfully, feeling her shorts swell a little. Just the sight of this one always did make her rather aroused. She swallowed and purred at her. "I could get you a glass of her fresh, if you wanted a taste. Blondes are always fun, wouldn't you agree?"

[01:00]  Fenrir Accalia  she grins at the Milotic as she slides into a seat across from her, sniffing the air, the faint scent of cum lingering a bit stronger here, as it tended to around Milly, so often things were pumped out of her that it surprised the wolf she couldn't be sniffed out a mile away. She chuckled a bit as she went on "oh?~ Shame, would have enjoyed a nice show from you, you do tend to put on good ones." She smiles as she nods "I would love one dear, although I must say, Blonde's are fun, but that doesn't come close to how tasty they are, such a sweet delicate taste...no matter how one takes them in" she grins, teeth flashing her sharp meat tearing incisors strewn across her mouth "mmm although I must say Milly, gal like you, I would have thought would have a few people chasing after her to put her up on the taps list themselves.~" 

She also wags her tail, apparently having been promoted since she was out!

[01:04]  Milly_the_Milotic  snickered when Fenrir suggested that, reaching over to pour a glass of the Proud Whore Ale for each of them, since she'd just had it brewed in the first place. She had definitely missed a little bit of this banter. Leaning forward and moving to clink her glass with the wolf, she grinned back at Tina and winked before taking a long pull of Jaina's creamy remains, the white rimming her lips as she did. "I'm sure there's a couple out there who would like to," she said with a giggle. "But they've been scarce around me the longer I've been here. I think they lose hope after a while... and besides, I do so love the feel of something gorgeous, supple and perfect working its way down my shaft. A shapely body, its eyes rolled back in pleasure, my cum dribbling from its depth as legs stretch my shaft and make it feel so full.... it sends shivers down my spine." She leaned in and whispered with a low, intense, soft purr right up in Fenrir's ear so that only she'd hear her next words. "And don't pretend only blondes taste good. Brunettes, especially ones with gamy meat... they have a special sweetness as their rougher tails wag in final pleasures."

"Oh of course those are delightful treats as well, but still not even t he best, the best must go to those cherry lemon flavored ones, the ones with blonde hair with red highlights.~" Fenrir whispered right back with a grin.

[01:13]  Fenrir Accalia nodded as she takes the glass, taking a sip herself as she sighs happily, her tail wagging a bit, lapping at her lips "still some faint magical spice to it, thick, but not impossible to drink, another winner." putting the glass down, ensuring not a drop spilled out onto her dress. Adjusting herself in the seat she murred out "oh? How strange, after all part of the fun of trying sometimes is having to push for it, struggle a bit, all the mores the thrill then when you capture them, and find them a new home.~" licking her lips as she cooed out "only the weakest of hunters focuses exclusively on weak prey, sometimes you need to shoot a bit higher, try to catch something really worth sinking your teeth into, pulling it into whatever depths it may find, knowing all that strength, or all that sensual teasing, is about to stew away into nothing, one who has ended tens, or hundreds, or even more, trapped within you, about to end itself."

Milly caught the whisper that went right back to her and her eyes glittered some, her tongue dragging along her lips while she cooed right back at the wolf. Leaning forward a bit on the bar, she rested her hips, giving them a small grind. It caused the length hidden under the shorts to rise up further, to swell and thicken until the tip of her cock was poking out from within her shorts in a lewd sort of way that she liked to do from time to time. A single dot of prelaced the slit of the proud member and she took a drop of the white cream to reach over and run over the wolf's lips. "Really? You don't say... nothing quite like a challenge, to find someone who's just as dangerous as you if not more and to feel them pumped full of your cum, their eyes rolling back as their legs splay and they start panting with orgasmic pleasure, barely aware of what's going on? Always risky, to want to put one's rod between those legs, banking on wearing them out lest you end up a victim yourself." She chuckled low, her eyes lidded and full of naked interest and a bit of pleasure while she purred to herself, eyes locked on the waitresses', keeping very aware of her movements.

The Milotic grinned wickedly, her lips moving to mouth her next words. 'How about a little game? I fuck you... whoever collapses gets slurped up?' She giggled. 'Oh... but you don't have a cock do you?'

[01:31]  Fenrir Accalia  smirks a bit as she coos under her breathe "oh don't worry dear, I'd have ways of growing one just to churn little ol you up.~"

[01:32]  Milly_the_Milotic  grins right back, her eyes lighting up. 'Is that so? Who's to say it won't be you turning into ball snot before the night is done?'

[01:35]  Fenrir Accalia  snickers "and take away from you the chance to enjoy being spewed into the taps?~ I think not.~"

[01:30]  Fenrir Accalia  smirks as she slips her tail around, letting it trace up the milotec's legs, licking her lips of the pre that had been lathered onto her lips as she cooed out "mmm well sure sometimes you have to try and break them first, but one should still very well be careful, lest they find themselves losing a supposedly easy contest...or finding out they bit off a bit more than they can chew.~" grinning as she starts to delicately tease the tip of MIlly's cock with the tip of her tail, running it about the Milotic's shaft, the furs bristling as they rush about it, occasionally pressing down on top of it...before she grins, the tip moving to the tip of Milly's cock and thrusting a bit against it, teasing it open as she grins, letting her tail pleasure her from t he inside and out before slinking out of the tip, her eyes glimmering with a hunger...neither predatory nor of need, the ancient eyes that had seen so much just glistening in the dull lights of the club, her skirt getting shuffled about a bit as she moves to uncross her legs, splaying them open just a bit, although the long hem of the skirt would ensure nothing showed.

[01:38]  Milly_the_Milotic  let her fingers reach down to caress the length of that bristling, far rougher tail. It was nevertheless a lovely thing, well tended even if a wolf's fur was so much more coarse than a fox's or the like. Her cock rose another inch at the attention it was getting. Feeling just the barest edge of the tip slipping into her shaft like a sounding rod, her back arched very slightly and there was the faintest pulling sensation, heat and warmth wrapping around that tiny bit of the tail before it tugged free. Both of their eyes mirrored hunger of one sort or another. Her fingers reached down to brush right along the knee of the wolf, dragging up the outside of her thigh as they murmured a few words between each other, her pulse picking up as she did. "If the predator had half a brain, they would never think that this sort of quarry was easy meat, or they earned their fate. No... they should know they were in peril every moment, both of them, to see the other so close and to imagine that it could go their way, or against them. Almost like the flip of a coin." Her thumb pressed through the fabric between the wolf's legs and started to try and splay them a little further, her lips hovering in and nipping at her ear, breath hot as she blew a little along the fur. "They might be biting off more than they can chew, but they wouldn't be foolish enough to ever call the other 'easy.'"

[01:39]  Milly_the_Milotic: Her breath is hot when she whispers right up by the wolf's ear. "I've had that pleasure... though your cock would probably be grander than any before. Still... you've never had the chance yourself. Who am to deny you that chance. If I outlast you, you'll get to find out."

[01:52]  Fenrir Accalia  smiles as she leans into the other woman, as she feels them pushing up against hers, her folds starting to dampen up from all the excitement in the air, grinning widely as she gets just a bit closer, her tail running away, leaving her hand to pick up the dirty work, her soft finger tips gently tracing up the milotic's thighs to slide over her shorts, the slightly larger meat finding itself attracting a set of fingers to tease along it, running along the tip, rushing about along it as she purred under her breathe "oh sure they would have, but you'd be surprised at how many predators are exactly that, just easy pickings for something else...although I would think that would exclude present company." grinning again, her lips drooling just a bit from the corner of her mouth as she flicks her ear into the woman's face, batting it with the course fur, her legs splaying apart at the request of the hand, not one to be rude when this girl was providing so much fun to her. Leaning over to the side, her head twisting as she opens her mouth, her breathe hot and heavy as it runs over the Milotec's white skin, the long thin neck would have been easy pickings for the wolf...so easy to just bite down...and shred to pieces, but instead she just softly nips at the neck, teasing along one of the arteries with the tips of her teeth, gently poking and prodding, making sure she doesn't break the skin. She snickers as she leans in, breathing on her neck "mmm well...don't think you'll have an easy job of it, I intend to not let people think I'm one of those other waitresses that just ends up stuffed into cocks."

[01:58]  Milly_the_Milotic: She chuckled when she heard the words that Fenrir whispered right after her hand started to work, her body shivering in delight and anticipation. She parted her lips to show her own admittedly smaller fangs when she felt the lips of the wolf so close to sensitive areas. "Anyone who thought that... would be a fool indeed," she said, though whether it was to what was said openly or what was whispered, that was anyone's guess. Her hands pressed to the fabric of Fenrir's dress, pushing it up so that she could slide the fabric just a little bit out of her way, dragging the digits along the length of the straps to the garters so well secreted out of sight. The massaging of the fingers was getting her proud and ready for the next step while she reached to her hips and took a firm hold, hefting and guiding the waitress in towards her hips. "But... why don't we not worry about all those others when I think you know you're the one who has my undivided attention, mmm?" Oh yes, she definitely had that in spades.

[16:00]  Fenrir Accalia  she smirks as she feels those hands on her hips, sliding up nice and close to the Milotic, her mouth dislodging from her neck as she pulled herself up straight, the wolfess's back arching as she presses her hips forward a bit herself, guiding them up to grind against her partner's hips...with her dress raised up, the only thing preventing the two from coupling was the sheer black lace underthings around the wolf's hips. She chuckled as she leaned in towards Milly's ears, cooing out into them "mmm I would hope so, after all a slip of that for even a moment may mean something dire would happen to you.~" pulling back as she wagged her tail slowly, the thick fur bristling as she slid her hips gently along the length peeking from those shorts, rubbing it up against the outline of her slit...feeling the liquid dribble and smear on her panties, causing them to stick a bit more tightly against her body, even as she lifted her own dress up a bit to gently slide them down, just enough to give the other girl easier access to her body...

[16:08]  Milly_the_Milotic  reached the both of her hands up and along the garters, dragging over and against the frills of perfect, delicate ebony lace. She'd had every suspicion that Fenrir would only wear the best, sexiest of underwear underneath her prim and proper outfit. Her hips ground, shaft hardening fully while she felt the panties get sticky and ready for what was about to happen. Once they'd been slid very slightly, the Milotic tilted her hips, pulling back to rub the tip of her uncut cock up and against the tightness of that slit, parting the lips there and grazing them while she hungrily nipped at the wolf's throat, going up to her ear. "And just the slightest error of judgment and the waitress could end up the brew tonight," she breathed out, teeth grazing over the lupine ears, flicking her tongue and letting out a little giggle. "A risk for us both, a proverbial roll of the dice." The head started to work its way in, just an inch at first before one hand reached out and ran up along her hips, dragging just under the soft swell of a breast, her other squeezing her ass and giving one careful, easy thrust.

[16:16]  Fenrir Accalia  growls out a sort of purr once she feels that tip starting to slide up against her slit, the folds nice and thick...almost like the lips that adorned the wolf's face as she grins, feeling the meat starting to slide into those juicy walls, already dripping in anticipation, eagerness...and hunger. The swallowed up tip finding itself squeezed and massaged, the wolf's innards working hard on making sure it gets its dues, a loud 'squelch' resounding as the hips thrust up the tip, burying a few more inches into the wolf as she sighs happily...before grinning back at Milly and cooing out "mmm I'm not the only one that needs to be on her guard..." she leans in as she nips the lobe of one of Milly's ears before purring into into it "after all, perhaps you might end up on a list with so many others that had run into you before.~" chuckling into her ear as she gives a soft buck of her own hips, sending even more of that length into the folds, her walls squeezing tight around it as she gently begins to thrust herself up and down, her hands holding onto Milly's waist for leverage.

[16:23]  Milly_the_Milotic  kept the one hand there, thumb working up and along the base of Fenrir's tail while the fingers squeezed and fondled over soft, pliable skin that concealed the powerful muscles of a dangerous predator, one fated to consume even gods. Her giggle told just how much that very fact added to her enticement. She whispered in her ear, the ascent very obvious in her voice as she did, "So long as you understand I may have the very same interest in you." To her, a waitress wasn't sacrosanct. Nobody really was. She continued to work the cock in, thrusting into the pulsing, massaging and perfect lips that accepted her. It finished its swelling, filling and thick meat pushing up and prying her open more and more with every thrust, going deep into her body while she leaned in close, her other hand sneaking its way over to unbutton that pretty white blouse and slide in. Finding her bra, she cupped under it, bringing her thumb and forefinger to a nipple and pinching lightly, rubbing and teasing over the flesh as she began to screw her properly, the view hidden from anyone who happened to be watching by that long dress. "I think it really adds to the thrill of the sex, don't you? To know how hungry your partner is."

[16:40]  Fenrir Accalia  bites her lip, fangs digging down enough for the skin to redden up, as if just a bit more force would pry open the skin. Her hips bucking up and down with a more fervent pace as her folds squeezed around the meat inside of her with an impassioned grip, causing each and every thrust inside to slick up along those drenched walls, the juicy flesh squeezing out more and more arousal onto the length as it slides in and out faster and faster...the pace only picking up as her blouse opens up, her lace covered breasts pressing out teasingly in front of her, round in shape and firm in nature. Pressing out in front of her even as the Milotic's hands rush over them, the pressure on her nipples causing a light gasp to leak from her lips...before she gripped her hands a bit tighter against Milly's back, pulling up on her slightly to press the two of them together, the wolf's chest pressing up against Milly's mostly uncovered ones...squeezing tightly against them, the warmth of the heated canine's form seeping outwards as she purrs into her ears "mhmmmm...it does add such a delightful thrill...especially when they look just so delightful....tasty...scrumptious...."

[16:46]  Milly_the_Milotic  tilted forward, pushing Fenrir down onto her back on the bar, angling while her cock started to work its way good and deep into that absolutely divine body. It hammered deep into her lovely frame, the hand on her chest pressing down just enough so that when Fenrir gasped she could get a little inch, her eyes locking on the woman even as the hands compressed around her body. Fingers squeezed more tightly and she giggled through panting breathes, angling to make sure that both of them could see the line of casks there, beautiful, aged kegs one and all with so many lovely women and men drained into their depths. She wanted the sight of it to be there, fresh in the gluttonous waitress' eyes just as much as she wanted to see it. As her hips angled, she breathed out the words. "So firm, so tight, so strong. The very idea of the body you keep in here hidden under these clothes melting down in my sack. It's entirely different when you know they want you and they're oh so perfect." Her lips hungrily went for Fenrir's, kissing feverishly while her hips angled up, hunting for her g-spot to stimulate and start overwhelming even the powerful predator. It wouldn't be easy, but if she just fucked her the old fashioned way there'd be no chance.

[16:56]  Fenrir Accalia  smiles as she feels Milly start to push her down, allowing this as she adjusts her hips, and wraps her legs around the Milotic, with her body on top of her it wouldn't have done to thrust herself against the woman...but this way she could angle her hips so the cock would effortlessly slide into her, reducing the stretching of her folds...and ensuring she could maintain her vice like grip on the meat. Now angled so that if Milly wanted to start hitting her g-spot, she'd need to work for it...and even then she'd need to slide so deep into the wolf's embrace, that it was up in the air if she'd even gain a benefit from it. The wolf grinned as she leaned up her head towards Milly as she grinned, flashing those teeth again as she said "mmmmf...and just think...maybe that tight, firm, strong body could be churning and melting you down.~ Don't worry, I'd even grow a cock for the occasion.~ After all after this filling you're giving me...wouldn't be fair to not make you into some good filling as well.~" leaning up into the kiss, lips locking, her tongue snaking out from her mouth to start pressing up against Milly's lips, attempting to seek access to the Milotic's mouth, the muscular length poking and prodding, digging at the opening between the lips.

[17:02]  Milly_the_Milotic  pulled at the kiss, eagerly drawing on Fenrir's lips and pulling them, sucking hard enough to silence any further comment for a few second. The wolf's tongue was allowed in, drawn on and played over by the milotic's own while she worked even harder at the thrusts of her hips. The angle wasn't easy, but she was certainly going to try. She shifted her hips in the midst of the thrusts, the legs curled around her thighs helping to push and thrust her in as deep as she could go, hilting inside of the beautiful woman's body. A promise of a cock to fuck her as well had her leaking pre-cum in anticipation with the knowledge that they'd both be able, and the only real question was who would be panting more when they were done. Her hand worked around from the ass as she traded tonsils, finding its way under the lace and ghosting near the clit, fingering over the hood, teasing but not lingering too long. She wanted Fenrir as heated and filled with sensation and excitement as she could possibly get her, the groans of the bar from their creaking, thrusting fucking echoing lightly with each thrust.

[17:15]  Fenrir Accalia  pressed up a bit harder, dancing her tongue over Milly's in an attempt to pressure and pleasure it, tugging it downwards as she attempted to direct it around the Milotic's mouth. Meanwhile she started to bounce her own hips up against those hips, folds squeezing tightly around the length inside of her, now engulfed inside of her. Her folds tight grip though was starting to become difficult to work with though, as it was making the pace of their movements slow down significantly, the sliding in and out going slower and slower the tighter she got...even that teasing of her clit wasn't enough to get her to loosen up, although it draw a breathy moan from her that leaked into Milly's lips. She then chuckles out after that small tease, her tail wrapping around behind Milly's hips to start getting a grip on her shorts, already loosened up, the tail was able to get a hook into them and start gently sliding them down...using the increased exposure to start toying with the Milotic's ass, as she breaks from the kiss to grin at her "mmm...maybe I should...give these cheeks a nice filling before we consider this over though.~"

[17:22]  Milly_the_Milotic  was pounding against the ever increasing resistance, her breath catching into the kiss. When it broke, saliva dripped between them, her fingers running over the clit more aggressively, sending jolts of pleasure through her while her eyes were filled with naked lust and hunger. Her tongue dragged over her lips, still tingling from the sensation of french kissing the beautiful creature beneath her. She let out a low growl, the pressure all around her sending jolts through her that squeezed, gripped and massaged. It was enough that all of that added pressure hit right at the right points and she let out a panting sound while the cock twitched and started to pulse inside of Fenrir, giving her one more gift, spurting up and deep into her body with all of that squirming, thick cream seeping between the powerful walls of her sex. No embarrassment. She still had plenty of pep after all. Her eyes shone and she relaxed some, cock still ram-rod stiff. "Mmmm, maybe I do think you should test my ass out and see how it feels in there before we find out how long you can last," she said, her voice full of both passion and a bit of light mirth. God, it had been too long since she'd gone and gotten plowed up the ass, so long that she kicked her shorts away eagerly.

[17:35]  Fenrir Accalia  pants out as she feels her body shuddering, the cock that was inside of her spurting out into her, filling her womb with the intense warmth of fresh seed...the wolf letting soft pants run from her lips as she feels an orgasm rush through her body, the cock finding the tightness of her folds growing in intensity as she squeezes around the cock...juices flowing down her nethers and down her thighs, coating not just herself, but Milly's sac, in her juices. Grinning as she coos out "well if you want to give me a proper test run, get onto your knees, as you might guess...I prefer doing it like...you know.~" her canine ears wiggling as she grins, reaching into one of the pockets of her dress to pull out a purple potion, bringing it up as she gives a sort of cheers motion to Milly, uncorking it as she leans her head back, bringing the potion right up to her lips, and tipping it back, gulping it down eagerly, the bulging of her throat traveling down repeatedly...before she pulls back...grinning as she tightens her skirt up against her, the long coat flat as usually...until soon around her hips, a bulge starts to form, tent pitching up as she starts to raise the hem of her dress upwards, pulling it above her knees to let Milly get a view of the wolf's nethers...folds dripping a slurry of her juices and Milly's cum...and above it a thick brown rod starting to form.

[17:42]  Milly_the_Milotic  dragged her fingers around the base of the length of meat that was forming there, wrapping around it and palming the length to drag her thumb there while the last spurts of seed pumped into Fenrir's sex, tiny little sperm wriggling their way deep within her on a hunt that Milly cared oh so little about. After all, once she had what she wanted and Fenrir was slowly melting her way down the milotic's shaft, it wouldn't really matter how potent they were, would it? She pumped one more time before slipping out fro the tight folds, continuing to massage the base of the tent that had formed in that dress before she got first to her feet and then slipped back towards the stage, undoing her top and letting it slide down her shoulders in a sensual shrug. Her leggings stayed on for the moment, the pokegirl going to her knees there on the wooden stage and turning around to face the dancing pole, her hands on the metal there and her head tilted back to look over at Fenrir with a wink. Their rods were right about the same size, so there was no game of comparison, but that also meant she was in for one hell of a ride, just what she wanted. She reached back one hand, greasing at her backdoor with two fingers and some lube as she let her lidded, greedy gaze lock with Fenrir. "Well don't keep a lady waiting. If you want to try and claim me with it, show me what it can do and don't you dare disappoint, Fenrir." As if she would. The waitress had already lived up to some of her best and worst fantasies.

[17:57]  Fenrir Accalia  grins as she starts to strut towards Milly, well if she was going to abandon those clothes, awful reminders of the chains of civilization that bound t hem both, she'd treat her in kind, her hands going to her blouse to loosen it up, the corset underneath also coming undone with a few fingers plucking at some strings around her midsection...her entire dress becoming loose enough that it starts to droop on her, falling slowly from her body, stopping for a few seconds to let it finally fall, the black lace of her undergarments, and the garters holding up her stockings all she had left on as she walked towards Milly, grinning down at her as she started to bend down against her, riding up along her back as she cooed out "mmm you didn't keep this bitch wanting, I'll make sure to do the same to you.~" tracing a finger along Milly's head as she starts to let her length tease along those cheeks "I just hope your poor prostate can take the punishment.~ Would be a shame for everyone here if something...unfortunate happened to it.~" smirking as she lined up the tip of her meat with that back entrance, gently teasing it, opening it up with her tip every now and again...pushing in and out, submerging the tip every once in a while, sliding it up along the length of Milly's rear, rubbing it over her cheeks, pre-cum smearing about...before eventually she goes back to that lovely little star, already teased slightly open by her earlier efforts...as she growled out...and thrust her hips, plunging the first few inches into that rear.

[18:04]  Milly_the_Milotic: "Oh, I wouldn't worry about my prostate, it can take plenty of ... ngh!" Milly was only briefly cut off by the force of the cock that rammed into her Her whole body stiffened and she gripped onto the pole with a white knuckled hold, her eyes going positively wide while the walls of the starfish spread around Fenrir's magically created cock. Her eyes unfocused for a moment, the second thrust sending her into a lustful state while her body dropped slowly down the pole, fingers sliding there and the palms leaving light squeaking sounds as they worked their way to the ground. She could feel her there, mounting her like a hound in heat, swelling inside of her, thrusting deep, threatening to rub up against that tiny bundle of nerves and sending her into overdrive while her cock twitched with leaking pre-cum from a second orgasm waiting to happen. "Oh god, yes..." Her lips parted and she panted, pressing her head down and jamming her hips back into the woman, letting her rut her hard while her nails dug very lightly into the wooden floor and sweat showed on her body in a light glistening over the pale, creamy skin, each thrust making her breasts and cock twitch and dance with the motion, her eyes returning to focus and her lips parted in eager, primal glee.

[18:11]  Fenrir Accalia  she grins as she feels Milly's body start to flow with pleasure, the words eeking out of the woman while she leans up, breasts on her back and coos out "want to finish that sentence?~ I'm not even half way in.~" her hips wiggling about as she just teases it at that depth for now, the throbbing pulsing thing getting harder and harder by the second, the wolf, not used to such a thing, was doing pretty well herself, her breathe barely catching as she gently thrusts in and out, eventually starting to sink it down further and further, the veins of the flesh pressing up against the tight oily walls of the rear. Her heels clacked as she dug in her feet, gripping on the Milotic's sides as she gently thrust in a bit more, changing up her angles to try and find that little spot she had teased about, grinning down as she says "mmm start screaming when I find it by the way...I fully intend to see just how much punishment it, and you can take.~" laughing out loud as she starts to get a sadistic glean in her eyes, the red in her eyes burning brighter as she looks down at Milly, her hips starting to grind down deeper, forcing a few more inches of her length in as she coos out "mmm yes, see if you can take it...or see if you end up spurting out your cock all over the stage.~"

[18:18]  Milly_the_Milotic  chuckled throatily the deeper that the cock worked inside of her. It wasn't the first time that she'd ever threatened or been threatened with that sort of thing. Focusing a bit on her own blood flow to protect it, to conjure the water to keep it stiff and resilient against what would come, she bit her lip and grinned back at Fenrir with a cheesy little wink. "Everyone... always assumes that's a weak point," she said, giggling as she felt the cock deepen, her eye half rolling back from the pressure of it. Her ass gave way easily enough and soon she was letting out the cries that Fenrir craved to hear. It wasn't like that point or angle was hard to find, and even if she was putting effort into focusing on defending it, it was still sending jolts of sensation and pleasure all through her as she let out loud, pleasure filled cries. Her lips were wide, panting hard, each thrust helping her to time her breaths with the force of it, the feelings that were going through her hips and spine sending her deep and and mind-jarring pulses as her cock twitched and her breasts heaved. "M...More, like that! Don't stop!" she called out, on hand going back to grab onto Fenrir's hips as she stayed mounted from behind and she felt the hips getting closer to hilting. She felt so full, so wonderful.

[18:25]  Fenrir Accalia  she grins as she hears those screams...not like her usual grins either, the teeth in her mouth glistened, covered in saliva now, her eyes had opened wide, a sort of blood lust flowing through her...her nature...to howl, to consume...to destroy flooding through her as she starts to ready her stance a bit more as she coos down, her mouth watering to the point that saliva would splatter onto the Milotic's back "Is it an assumption...or can...they possibly tell.~" the pleasure the being below her was feeling after all, was far too great for this to just be simply something she 'enjoyed'....the canine woman starting to work her hips a bit more, before she purred out "mmm don't worry dear, I don't intend to stop til you're a mess, sprawled out in a seed of your own cream.~" her hips starting to pick up the pace, slowly at first, before starting to increase in their rhythm, focusing hard on that spot that had brought Milly such pleasure. Angling herself down a bit more, she started to shove her entire length in, pressing it all up against the prostate, cooing out "how long do you think you can hold out...with how far you seem to have gone...how long til your body lowers your defenses...I still have plenty in me...how much do you have left in you though after all that..."

[18:30]  Milly_the_Milotic  giggled back at her, her eyes rolling back in the pleasure of the moment. The more that Fenrir jack-hammered into her the more that the demigod could feel the pressure building back. The milotic's sensitive nerves were sending almost white-out worthy blasts through her whole body with every savage push of the cock, but it was still putting pressure back into her. She panted out her response to those feral words growled down at her, licking her lips. "You...would be surprised," she said as she let out a guttural cry. Cum splashed out and onto the dance floor, slathering out in spew after spew, the ropy white drippings going everywhere. her body was still intact, and yet every motion of the hips above her had her still at the high, not letting her down from it. She could feel even as her cum was finished leaking out from the latest orgasm that it would only be seconds before the next. She was groaning in bliss, her eyes starting to lose focus again and her lips parting into a more and more lust drunk look, trying to focus on the distorted vision of Fenrir's body over hers in the stripper pole, pounding into her, making her sweat. It caused a reflection of sorts of the wolf woman to show in her own eyes and her giggles had a very tiny, addled edge to them.

[18:41]  Fenrir Accalia  grins as she feels the pressure on the prostate, she probably wouldn't be taking it out, but her goal seems like it would be accomplished all the same, an orgasm spurting out of the Milotic so soon already as she growls down "mmmm even if you do save it...you're starting to look a bit far gone..." smirking out as she starts to feel some pre-cum dripping from the tip of her rod, smearing along the insides of that ass...enabling her to start pounding into it with more force, hands gripping tightly on the woman's hips, knuckles turning white as she ensures she doesn't slip from her grasp as her hips thrust like a jackhammer into that rear, giving that prostate no reprieve as it was assaulted by the meat. Eventually her hands started to slide up, trying to push down Milly towards the ground, splattered with cum as it was, her hips wanting an angle which she could really attack that prostate from, and she'd need her haunches thrust up into the air in order to accomplish that. Leaning down, putting her weight on her hips to help that continuous on going drive she leaned up towards Milly's head, giggling to her as she watches the ever changing look on the Milotic's face, watching it sink further and further into the pleasure being given to it.

[18:47]  Milly_the_Milotic: She still had control over the magic, tying it off after a fashion to draw from her power and keep her prostate from actually popping. she knew that that would have guaranteed the finale of this little excursion. With every hammering blow inside of her, her eyes went wider and her smile more full of bliss. A second orgasm was moving fast on the third, her body pressed and squashed into the gleaming sticky mess as Fenrir rammed her into the floor so eagerly. She was letting out bays of naked, unbridled ecstasy, her cock grinding and sandwiched between her belly and the floor. As it erupted again, cum splashed in a gooey, white mess that shot out and around her breasts, oozing its way over her upper body as she let out blissful, gleeful sounds. Her ass was milking at the cock inside of her with just as much eagerness, its muscles squeezing over and milking every last inch of the length inside of her. That anal ring wasn't about to relent until it had pulled an orgasm out of Fenrir. Her sweat was dripping and she groaned with abject pleasure as one orgasm started to lead into another, only there wasn't cum going everywhere. She cried out wickedly, feeling the raw sensation of cumming absolutely dry, with a tank emptied all around her.

[18:55]  Fenrir Accalia  howls out as she starts to assault that ass nice and properly, her hips pounding up into the Milotic's ass as she feels it jiggling and bouncing under her, her hips coming down again and again, hammering away at that prostate no matter how much Milly tried to protect it, even if she didn't pop it...it was pretty clear she was coming out ahead on this little struggle, panting and groaning out as she thrusts harder and harder against the woman under her, chuckling as she watched the cum stop spewing from her partner....giving one last barrage of thrusts, one last attempt at making the Milotic impotent...before she groaned out, pressing her cock tip right up against the prostate as ropes of the wolf's hot sticky seed start to flow out from her, flowing out like a stream each and every time they launched, filling up the Milotic to the point that when Fenrir pulled out, her still rock hard meat was covered in cream, her balls a bit tighter under her as she walks off to get her dress back "mmm think you can stand after all that dear? Or will the next round of our show be me making you disappear under my skirt?~" pulling up the dress and corset and rearranging herself, her breasts bulging a bit from the top as she buttons herself back up, win or lose, she was going to want this back on.~

[23:51]  Milly_the_Milotic: The Milotic felt the seed splashing inside of her, pumping through her body while her anal ring continued to grip and claim every drop that it was able before she pulled out, a thin dribble leaking out and running down the pokegirl's inner thigh with a gob pumping out of her as she breathed in and out slowly. Her eyes were still oh so unfocused, though her cock remained rigidly stiff and ready to go, even as her hips lifted a little. It spasmed again in the last edges of her previous orgasm, but nothing came out, the continued harsh sensation of climaxing without a single drop of semen a sweet agony she experienced oh so rarely. Her breath was coming out in gasps, head lolling gradually while she worked to look back at Fenrir and tried to get up unsteadily to her feet. When she did, though her elbows felt wobbly, weak and unable to actually put any real leverage under her. Her body got up to the point where she was pressing down on knees and elbows, but no further, her head still resting on the ground, her heart racing and her whole being feeling like it was in the midst of a wonderful, powerful ache. Leggings drooped and then slid down her thighs, exposing the pale skin as she tried to move them, languid kicks having no other effect than to nudge them down her calves and kick them free of her body, one slipper sliding off in the process, and leaving her with only the one left on her naked, pale, gasping body.

She chuckled, her eyes still completely dilated. “N...need to get up, heh,” she said, though she was grinning as she did. Her gaze locked on Fenrir's and she moaned a low, needy moan, not quite able to get her feet under her and she felt something happening right afterwards. Her hands slid in and gripped the pole unsteadily while she pressed with her knees into the dance floor, lifting her calves weakly. Free toes pushed her shoe off of her foot and kicked it free before resting ankles together, her toes curled. She licked her lips, her wide pupils locking on Fenrir's as she flashed her a grin and made a V-sign for the security camera taking the footage of her, not to mention anyone still watching as more cum oozed its way out between her ass-cheeks. 'Do it,' she mouthed. 'Before I have the chance to get my breath, or I won't give you another chance.' Was it an offer, or a warning? Deep under her psyche, she could feel something bubbling, setting her heart fluttering, a little part that so many preds hid deep down, their inner nutslut.

[00:05]  Fenrir Accalia  she grins at Milly, watching her struggle to her feet slowly before sauntering back towards the stack, her heels clacking against the ground with each and every step she took, her still clean dress sashaying to the left and right with each step she took, her hips swaying side to side as she grins and licks her lips "mmm don't worry dear, I don't intend to allow you one.~" stepping up onto the stage slowly, as if she was the executioner giving her victim its final moments...her thick cock throbbing at attention in her skirt the method of which she'd be bringing this one to its end with. Towering up over the pokegirl, the amazonian canine grinned down at them, watching them struggle to their feet, her tail wrapping around behind one of them to pull it out from under the Milotic, as she coo'd down "enjoy this last sight of anything outside of my body...after all...it may be the very last one you get.~" smirking as she caught them before they hit the ground, holding them up by their arms behind her back, one hand gripping both of them as she gripped Milly's hair with her other hand, lifting it up as she let go of the hands while her other hand worked at lifting up her skirt, the poke girl, now at level with her cock...

The musky length's scent started t o fill the air, a glob of pre spraying out from it to land on Milly's face, covering her forehead in that glistening liquid, the faint scent of the potent wolf seed now inescapable...not that it would be easy to sniff out in a few seconds, as the wolfess drags Milly's head to the slit of her meat, the scent changing from a cum filled one...to a musky one, the scent of sweat and hormones filling the air around the length...which was slowly opening up as Fenrir grinding the head of her soon to be meal against it, groaning out as she gave a few thrusts of her length...one eventually causing her to open up slightly, engulfing the top of Milly's head in the length as she sighs happily, the hard part over, now all that would be left is getting her snack where it belongs. Her hand pressed down against the back of the head just a bit harder, teasing it closer in...before she gave a swift thrust of her hips, and just like t hat, the light of Milly's world vanished, gone inside the heated length, so tight around her skin not even light was able to seep in, it was dark...but it was warm...the thumping of Fenrir's heart traveling through her body down to the length, blood pulsing around it squeezing her snack just a bit tighter everytime a pulse worked through her.

[00:14]  Milly_the_Milotic  struggled weakly, having expected to go in feet first. But when she was brought up before that cock, staring at its massive length, smelling the musk, she let out a low, passionate moan. No matter how she was being held by her captor, one of her hands managed to get free just as she saw the slit open up right in front of her eyes. They stared into the gap, felt the heat and practically tasted the saltiness of the natural musks of this creature before her. Her tongue dragged over her own lips as she as crammed in, her hair spilling out from outside and flowing down her naked, jizz soaked and pale body. Her free hand reached down and grabbed the base of her own shaft, starting to pump the dry organ very obviously. It started at the base, grinding the thumb against the length from her balls up to the tip and back down, almost abusively beating herself off while she cried out. Her words were muffled as she was jammed in there, her breath and her own pulse picking up to match the pulse that ran through the walls that surrounded her. It wasn't possible to really speak right now, but she could lick at the inside, feel the way that it cramped in around her, held her and filled her world as everyone got to see the skirt around the base of Fenrir's cock, and the milotic beating herself off like a regular churnslut as furiously as she could.

[00:22]  Fenrir Accalia  the length pulsates as Fenrir removes her hand from the skirt, letting it drape down along the back of Milly's body...hiding her from the crowd below her waist, her neck sliding up along the shaft as the wolfess cried out, feeling her rod stiffen as another load of pre shot up into Milly's face....along with a few ropes of cum that spurted out all over her, not able to escape due to the intense pressure on her rod from the snack being inside of it...at least not directly, instead spraying up along Milly's face, any open orifice she had would have sufficed for an 'exit' for it...she hoped the woman had kept her mouth open when she licked her.~

She grins down again though as she watches that hand pump at the now mostly useless meat before she coos out "mmm isn't it wonderful...here you are, life hanging by a thread, and all your body can do, all you can do...instead of fight, and struggle, and push to survive...is jerk yourself off. Your lust for it, your desire for it...your need for it so strong...that survival instincts be damned! Such a silly little thing..." she presses her hands down against her skirt, holding up against the bulge that was Milly's arms as she gave them a little tug up, feeling herself a bit more of the Milotic, her shoulders starting to stretch out the hound as she sighs out, working on getting more and more of the woman into her body...even as her head started to push its way down into those nuts, the churning and grrrrllking noises enveloping Milly's ability to hear anymore....the noises just going on and on and on and on...

[00:29]  Milly_the_Milotic  was working her way in, her head slipping further and further. She had to gulp to swallow down the cum that splashed into her face as the hot confines of the shaft that surrounded her denied any other escape for the semen that spattered everywhere. The taste of it was its own form of divine under the circumstances and she only barely heard the reproach of the woman. Why fight it at this point? She wasn't going to be getting out of this, so Milly was far more inclined to relish and enjoy her final moments, however many of them there really were. Her body shifted while she half cried out, feeling her breasts and upper arms being compressed and squashed together within the walls that were all around her. Her legs kicked weakly, but she was far too lost in the heat of the moment to be able to really think properly, much less respond in anything akin to a sensible sort of way. When she peaked out and into the space of the wolf's sack, she let out a more audible, less muffled moan, the pant getting worse the deeper that she started to slide, her own cock close to another raw, dry spell of climaxes, just right to keep herself trapped in the state of bliss she wanted to be in when she went.

[00:38]  Fenrir Accalia  the scent in those orbs picked up, the excitement of the canine bubbling up as she gives another thrust of her length, now enveloping the Milotic's waist...half way done with her now, below her body was hidden by that dress, just the oldd bulge in it would be any indication that Milly was even under the hem of that maid's dress. She groaned out as she rubbed at her length through the skirt, her meal so far up in its journey now that she didn't need to secure her...and besides...its not like anyone was going to risk going under her skirt to save the Milotic, and at this point, it was clear Milly wasn't going to be saving herself, that throbbing pulsation, that rush of blood all through the length and sac...that heat that only seemed to rise up higher and higher...each and every second of it assured the wolf that Milly was going to be going easy and quietly. The balls that were slowly being filled out by the entirety of the Milotic's body stretching out below her to accommodate the mass, slowly falling down below her thighs, still tight enough that her meal would be forced to curl up in there, but loose enough that the addition of one Milotic wouldn't either crunch apart the thing before the fun...or cause a break in physics.

[00:44]  Milly_the_Milotic  let out a shriek of naked passion when she climaxed again. There wasn't more than the tiniest dribble, right before her waist and hips started to work their way in, the impression of the hand massaging her cock visible only in the barest sense of the word in a subtle shifting of the dress that was covering the cock that consumed her. Her head made its way gradually through the space that remained, working into the sack until her breasts slid out and into the space right behind it. It was warm and red, like the other times she'd seen inside of the family jewels of some predator, though perhaps this time really was that much different. A groan of anticipation and her legs gave another weak kick while she slipped her way into the depths. "Ngh... almost all the way in," she panted out, more or less to herself. Her free hand reached up and pressed to the soft walls all around her, helping to brace her entry and shifting her around more easily. Indentations formed along the outside of the drooping ball hammock, her eyes rolling back in anticipation. There was a building pulse around her, but nothing was melting her down quite yet, almost as if anticipating and waiting for her to end up on the inside entirely before it began.

[00:56]  Fenrir Accalia  she chuckles down, the hand rubbing at Milly's cock giving her a sort of inverse hand job, rubbing the inside of Fenrir's meat, knuckles dragging along the insides of the length as it slid down....thrusting her hips as she groans out "mmmf just a bit more, and there won't be anymore of you outside of me.~" watching as the legs start to pull up, lifting up the dress in front of the canine, giving the room a good view of her thighs along with the bottoms of Milly's feet...before they started sliding away, the thighs devoured by the cock...there wasn't enough left to give the wolf much pause, a few thrusts of her hips enough to send Milly up to her feet into the length...which then was kneaded into the length by the application of Fenrir's hand to the front of her dress, molesting herself as she shoves the foot into the length...sighing out as she feels it slide away...and soon after...her orbs filling out with Milly's mass as she sighs happily, starting to walk off the stage while she works down the meal.

Inside of those orbs, the heat would start to slowly build...for now, just a few drops of sweat eeking out of the Milotic...but soon, those sweat drops would start to take on a different luster, as a tingling would start to flow through the girl's body...the tail twitching and shivering as she sighs out...that sweat slowly turning the same pale white of the seed that Milly was resting on a small puddle of.

[01:03]  Milly_the_Milotic: Milly was pulled in completely into the company of the testes. Feeling the heat building around her, it was like being trapped inside of an all too dry sauna made of flesh. She rested one hand against the walls that surrounded her body while she kept her legs apart. Her fingers worked furiously over the length of her meat, hips bucking and rubbing it against the outer walls once in a while while she started to sweat up a storm. Her mind was light-headed and fuzzy at first, the oppressive sensation making it hard to concentrate even if her brain was already more than a little addled under the circumstances. Her thumb ground in and she let out another cry, almost as if she could see her seed beading out in the glowing red of that fleshy prison. It was a lie. Instead, her own sweat was starting to take on the consistency of baby batter and the batter she worked over her cock gave it the impression of jizz being pumped out even though her tank was as dry as the moment Fenrir'd been done plowing her.

Her body was softening up gradually, her already pale skin taking on a warm, ivory texture as little beads of sweat ran down her with aching pleasure flowing through their every moment. Where they rolled, there were tiny rivulets of her body melting away, starting to add into a building pool of nutsludge that filled Fenrir's growing supply. It hit on her nerves, sending massive waves of not only heat but tingling sensation and pleasure through every inch of her, any sense of sensibility in her being utterly lost at this point. She could only think of the passion, of the pleasure that she felt while her body was starting to convert, getting ever closer to one last, final climax that would be far less raw than the ones before it.

[01:17]  Fenrir Accalia  grins as she snakes a hand under her dress, lifting it up to rub up along the engorged orbs under her dress...feeling them softening up and shrinking slowly but surely over time...not a great deal lost just yet, but already the amount of cum inside of them starting to slosh about the snack inside of her, riding up along her body, mixing with the sweat that was slowly building up as the heat and musk build up, the orbs starting to tightly constrict around the Milotic, entrapping her in a vacuum of ball meat, leaving her unable to escape the eventuality of her end...and the feel and smell of it, the cum stain scent starting to build up, the musky salt almost intelligently piercing through the Milotic's nostrils...although with the increased sweating and melting t hey wouldn't be long for this world at all, already the nose flattening out as droplets fell into the sea of seed below. 

The wolf sighed happily as she sat down near the taps, her hand snacking up further in her dress to grasp her length, smirking down, even though she knew the Milotic couldn't hear her as she coo'd out "mmm to think you might have almost had me up there as a drink yourself...but now here...I think we both know who deserves to be up on there...at this moment its all you want I'm sure.~" squeezing her legs together, tightening up around the soon to be cum as she laughed out loudly, already her meat dripping out some pre, some of the last cum she'd expel tonight without Milly a part of it, lubing up her meat so that she could mimic her prey and start to work it over...her hand sliding up and down over and over...the thick sound of the meat slapping against her hand echoing down into those orbs...letting her meal know the clock was ticking.

[01:23]  Milly_the_Milotic  certainly wasn't arguing with her in that moment. She could feel the jostling of the hand working over Fenrir's cock, and it added to her excitement. Her whole body jerked and spasmed as the softening got in deep enough that she could feel herself losing any sense of what she was feeling. In the last moments of consciousness, she whited out with a gurgling, burbling cry that came out of her throat just as she came hard and her whole body quivered, shoot, puled and then lost its cohesion in an explosion of cum, spilling out and filling the insides of Fenrir's balls with every last drop of her essence, body and soul converting in one moment of glorious ecstasy into nothing more than the nutsludge that she'd become... no, that she'd always been. She'd been building the flavor with every one of her victims before this moment, creating fine baby batter for others to drink and enjoy, but every one of their final fates had only added to the complexity of her own flavors in this moment. She shuddered and quivered, now nothing more than perfectly aged, silky cock cream waiting for the finale that Fenrir's hand was busy doing. A cask was being brought out, because unknown to the audience, she'd already rolled her fate in a game of dice for if she'd lost their match, and she'd known what was coming. It was all in Fenrir's capable hands now.

[01:38] Fenrir Accalia smirked as she watched the cask brought out, going up to it as she felt the last of the Milotic starting to fade away in her body...melting down into the hot dripping down into the now sloshing full orbs of cream...melting faster and faster with each and every second...soon enough the body was submerged in the sea of cum...the wolf growling out in pleasure as she feels it build up around her prey...before the churning all too suddenly stopped...not that anyone would know it, as with it stopping, all that remained of the Milotic was one scale from her headband...which would bubble away and melt into the still building heat...

That wasn't going to be the end...at least just yet of the Milotic...as with her fate rolled away to the wolfess her soul was detached from the sea of seed that it found itself in...just in time for the canine's sperm, as hungry as she was, to start nipping at it, only pulling bits of it away at first, but as it shrunk down it looked less like a bunch of fish pecking at some coral...but like a feeding frenzy of sharks, the Milotic's soul getting pulled into individual sperm, bit by bit drifting away from the hope of ever returning...until one last sperm absorbs the last of her soul, swimming back into the sea of seed...not a bit left of the Milotic's body, mind, or soul...all of it had been reduced to cum at this point. Not a chance of her ever seeing the light of day again...condemend to an eternity as cum.

Of course, she wouldn't just be cum sprayed out into some condom and abandoned, instead the wolf stood in front of the cask, her cock starting to throb and pulse as she groans out, her balls tightening up as she angles the tip down into the barrel...and lets out a moan worthy of the former nutslut's end...echoing through the room as streams of seed start to splatter out of her into the barrel, splattering into the inside walls, the sound of the splishing and sploshing echoing through the room, the stream of seed only building in intensity by the second...there was a lot of Milly to get out after all.~ The stream seemed to continue for a minute...then for two...and finally a third...the wolf panting with pleasure by this time as she keeps rubbing away, the large cask almost filled up, slowly the stream dying down...until eventually...the last few drops of Milly's existence fall into the cask.

Standing back a bit, her cock drawing back into her body, the potion having run its course, leaving the wolfess female again, she brings a finger down to a drop on the edge of the cask to bring up to her lips and lick, smacking it around in her mouth as she chuckles out "mmm well at t he very least my dear, you are as delicious in death as you were in life! Sadly though, as all shows must, yours has come to an end..." she smiles as she goes over to the countertop that had the top of the cask on it, bringing it over to the barrel to position above it...before she drops it down, sealing the now cummified meal tightly into the now full barrel, smiling to herself as she gets some nails and a plaque, a hammer being picked up from nearby as she starts hanging up the plaque on the wood...eventually drawing herself back after she finishes up her handwork, ensuring it was on straight before she leans back down, a nail growing out of her finger as she starts to carve something in, writing down the tombstone for her meal...smiling as she nods, pulling back to make sure it was readable before rolling it over to the other barrels of seed, lifting it up to put among all the rest, right in the middle, with all the brews she had made herself...just another nutslut just like she was...

Milly the Milotic...now better known as...Churned Brewer Delight...and that was all anyone would ever know her as ever again.