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Through the haze of lust that Frank was feeling, he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye. Turning to see what it was, he was taken back by his own reflection. In the mirror stood a man in the prime of his life. No longer the man who looked aged and soft from years of steroid abuse. No this was the vision of health. Frank brought an arm up and flexed. It mounded into a solid orb. No bigger than before his contact with Damien, but now it was rock hard and covered in veins. He noticed his pecs were firmer and more square than before, coated in a thick dusting of hair that traveled all the way down his solid 6 pack abs. Nestled just below his abs in a nice bush was a much heftier cock and balls. Grunting and straining through pose after pose, admiring his younger harder looking body, Frank began sweating from the exertion of it all. He could smell a musky aroma emanating from his pits. Giving his pits a sniff caused his eyes to roll back in his head with lust as his already hard cock began to throb, which started a stream of precum flowing from the bulbous cock head. Unbeknownst to Frank, his musky aroma had made its way across the room and had begun affecting Damien. Laying back on the bed, Damien had been feeling up his fuller pecs, running his fingers over his nipples as little moans escaped his mouth. They were much more sensitive than he remembered them being. When Frank’s musk hit Damien it caused an overload in his brain, and all coherent thoughts escaped his mind as his hard cock throbbed with excitement. With each throb of his cock, his balls surged slightly larger, as his cock and muscles slowly shrank. He was grasping his nipples when the aroma hit him and when he finally came to, he noticed his hands were soaked. Damien brought his hand up to his face so he could inspect the mystery liquid. He gave his hand a sniff. It smelled a little tangy, almost like sour milk. He watched as a bead of the liquid ran across his palm and down to his finger tip. Curious, he brought the finger to his mouth and stuck out his tongue, allowing the fluid to wash over his palette. Damien was pleasantly surprised to find the sour smelling fluid tasted sweet. He licked his palm, trying to sample more of the mystery fluid. Damien brought his hand back down to his thick pec and grabbed his nipple between his thumb and forefinger and gave it a squeeze. A small moan escaped his mouth from the pleasure of it, but it was what filled his hand that gave him a real shock. Bringing his hand up to validate what he thought to be true, his hand was filled with a milky white liquid. The liquid was coming from him. Damien, now seeing through the lust, realized something wasn’t right. He shouldn’t be leaking from his pecs. It was at this moment that it also dawned on him how much he had shrunk. His physique no longer resembled that of an IFBB offseason bodybuilder, but more an amateur one, and that was tipping the scales in his favor. “I need to get out of here and figure all this out.” Damien whispered to himself as he slowly slid off the bed and onto his knees, trying to find anything to wrap himself in so he could get out of there. He looked around the room for anything, and saw the towel he had come to the office in by the desk. Frank was standing on the opposite side of the room by the weight equipment, still admiring his physique in the mirror. As Damien stood up and began to walk towards the desk to grab the towel and run, he was interrupted by another wave of Frank's pheromones filling his nostrils. His eyes glazed over as he turned towards the wall of mirrors and began walking towards the smell like a sex crazed zombie. Part of Damiens mind is telling him he shouldn’t do this and that he should try to escape while Frank is occupied with his own body in the mirror. The other part of his mind can’t stop looking at Frank’s glutes as they ripple with each flex. The striations and sinewy muscle that makes his back look strong and intimidating. The lust to have Frank’s massive log between his legs shoved inside of ass balls deep filled his mind as well. Damien reaches Frank and reaches a hand up onto his trap to feel the muscle. Frank begins flexing wherever Damiens hands land. “Your muscles are getting so hard!” Damien said as his hands roamed the ripples of muscle along Frank’s backside. Frank put his hands on his hips and did a lat pose for Damien. He heard a light gasp escape Damiens lips as his hands began feeling the hardness of the muscle Frank was flexing. “That’s not the only thing that’s hard.” Damien peered around Frank’s wide muscular pose to see him smirking in the mirror, but his attention was quickly brought downward to the python that was flexing and bobbing up and down in front of Frank. He had incredible control over it as it flexed harder and smacked into Frank’s hard abs with an audible “THWACK”. Every time the cock head slapped against his abs, it left a wet shiny patch on his midsection. Pre-cum was constantly streaming from Frank’s balls now, thanks to his much larger nuts and the increased amount of testosterone flooding his body's system. Damien’s head began to clear a little more, as he faltered while reaching for Frank's dick. Shaking his head as if to clear cobwebs, Damien took a step back and then another. The smirk faded from Frank’s face as he realized that his scent was no longer driving Damien’s lust. Damien turned around and headed straight for the desk where the towel was sitting. Frank turned around and faced Damien as rage began to compete with lust as he watched the globes of Damiens ass shift back and forth with his wide gate. Damien heard a low growl coming from behind him. He turned to see that Frank was no longer worshiping himself in the mirror. Instead he was looking blankly ahead with his hand stroking his cock. He watched as the growling grew deeper and ropes of pre shot from Frank's cock as a long low moan escaped his throat. What Damien didn’t see was that when Frank turned he had accidentally trapped his balls between his now harder thighs, causing his nuts to release even more hormones into his body. This forced more blood into his dick, making it larger. His body began sprouting more hair as his face started to change shape slightly, it was getting more angular and his eyes looked more sunken into his skull. Then it hit him. Damien was hit with more pheromones as he doubled over the desk in pleasure. What felt like minutes, was actually just seconds, but in that time Frank had raced his way over to Damien and spread his legs wide from the inside with his own. This forced Damiens fat globes of ass meat apart. Frank held is cock steady as it shot out more pre all over the puckering hole. Due to all the hormones racing through his body, Frank was no longer in control of his own thoughts. His dick seemed to have a mind of its own as it continued belching up pre as his body pushed him forward, impaling Damien on his dick. Damien began to moan out loud, having never taken a dick this big before. Surprisingly it was almost all pleasure and no pain. It must have been a combination of the pheromones and Frank’s pre-cum. It wasn’t long before Frank was buried balls deep inside Damien. Frank had been lost in lust, but as he bottomed out into Damiens ass some clarity came back into his mind. “Fuck, what am I doing, I ain’t fucking gay.” Frank began sliding his cock out of Damiens ass, but before he could completely pull out, his balls began to tingle. Then all of a sudden they felt tight in his sack. Frank's eyes glazed over with lust. His own balls had constricted without any outside force being applied to them. They had hijacked Frank’s body. Frank began sliding his dick back in as it swelled slightly inside of Damien. His ball constricted again, doubling the hormones inside of him. This sent Frank into a frenzy as he slammed his expanding cock all the way into Damien. Frank began thrusting hard and fast as pre cum shot like crazy inside Damiens hole. The entire time Frank’s body was going through a metamorphosis, Damiens was going through one of its own. From the first time Frank had hit Damien’s prostate, he had finally found release as cum lunch from his cannon. It sounded like someone had turned a hose on every time jizz launched from his cock head. His balls were contracting with each load, making them slowly lose size. But Damiens balls weren’t the only thing losing size, his whole body had begun shrinking down as it was all being transferred to his balls and then coming out in his jizz. Damien can feel his body being shoved further and further across the desk with each one of Frank’s thrusts from behind. Damien doesn’t know how much more he can take as he feels his orgasm begin to diminish. He reaches down to jerk the last bit of his load from his cock, only to find that his cock was nothing more than a tiny nub now. His balls were also nowhere to be found. Instead his fingers were greeted with flaps of skin where his sack once was. Damien encountered yet another surprise as he looked down to inspect what his hands were feeling, he was instead greeted with a huge pair of bulbous tits. They were no longer pecs, he had full blow breasts and they were huge. Damien let out a gasp as a pair of huge hands reached around him and grabbed hold of his newly minted tits. Frank began grunting more and thrusting even harder as he felt the now large breasts that Damien possessed. Damien felt himself being lifted up by the hands underneath his breasts until his feet left the ground. Damien could still feel the cock inside of him expanding as he was lifted up the thickening shaft and then lowered back down until his thick juicy ass cheeks rested on Frank’s balls.. Damien was now nothing more than a fuck doll for frank. “BIGGER!” The low growl came from behind Damien as he felt the cock beneath him flex and expand and then contract. At first Damien thought Frank was talking about his cock getting bigger, but then he realized that wasn’t the case. Damien could feel the flood of jizz inside his gut as Frank’s cock pulsed with load after load. Damien could feel Frank’s legs shaking beneath him with the force of his orgasm. The hands grasping under Damiens breasts began squeezing as his breasts began to throb and expand, forcing more flesh into Frank’s hands. The nipples slipped between his fingers as they thickened and began shooting out liquid. Frank could smell a sweet fragrance fill his nostrils. He brought a hand back to inspect the liquid, realizing that’s where the sweet smell was coming from, he shoved his finger into his mouth to taste it. Frank took his other hand still on the breast and milked the nipple into his cupped palm. He brought his hand back to his mouth and slurped up the liquid. Damien heard a rumbling moan from Frank as he was being lifted up and off Frank’s cock. He was swiftly turned around and then lowered back down. Damiens eyes rolled back into his head as Frank's cock slid back into him, except this time it wasn’t inside his juicy ass. Damien reached down and felt around the base of Frank’s cock and found that it was pushing into his body where his ball sack once was. Damien wasn’t given much time to register the changes as Frank dove mouth first for his right breast. Frank latched onto the nipple making hard draws of the liquid. This in turn caused slight pain for Damien which quickly turned to pleasure. Frank couldn’t get the milk fast enough as he kneaded the breast, forcing the milk to gush into his waiting mouth faster. His tongue danced across the nipple, savoring the sweet flavor of the milk. Damien took notice that the hands kneading his breast were getting rougher. Damien looked down at Frank’s hands, and was shocked to see that Frank's forearms were slowly getting larger with each draw of milk he took. It wasn’t just his forearms, it was his entire body growing larger by the second. Before long the first tit was empty and Frank, not missing a beat, switched to the other nipple and began sucking hard. All the while growing larger with each passing gulp of Damiens milk. Damien could feel Frank's dick slightly expanding inside of his newly grown pussy. It was filling him up and almost becoming unbearable. Not realizing he had been completely drained, Frank had lowered Damien back to lay on top of the desk. It was then that Damien finally saw Frank’s face, I mean really saw it. He looked almost like a neanderthal, his brow protruded forward and his eyes looked even more sunken into his skull. He had a look of bliss across his face. Something caught Frank’s attention because he looked up from staring at Damiens tits and brought his hands up to his midsection, feeling up his abs and his thicker pecs as he did. He was watching himself in the mirror as he fucked Damien. Frank brought his arms up and flexed, sending both arms into hard balls the size of softballs covered in veins. Frank then brought his arms down in front of him and did a most muscular pose, but as he held the flex he lost control. He threw his head back and roared, still holding the flex as his cock lurched inside Damien, pumping him full of cum. Something inside Damien changed and he knew from this point on, he would forever be a woman. Frank’s seed caused permanent changes to his body as his breast inflated again. His ass began lifting off the desk as it filled up with more meat to take Frank's deep hard thrusts. Frank's body was glistening with sweat as he began to come down from his orgasm. The room was clouded with his pheromones. It reeked of cum now as it began to spill back out of Damien as his body could no longer contain the vast amounts of jizz. Frank stepped back from the desk, causing his cock to pop out of Damiens pussy, still firing volley after volley of jizz as his cock lodged itself under the ledge of his desk. Both Damien and Frank were startled back to reality as a loud buzzing emanated from the phone next to Damiens head. Frank pushed the intercom button with a cum coated finger. “Sorry to interrupt sir, but the police are here to see you. Something about a man they’re searching for.” To Be Continued.

BEFORE YOU READ: hello!! Here is my newest fanfic! The plot is Etna is bored and uses some fetish from a smut she saw to play a trick on Laharl. She gives him ABC Gum secretly laced with special ingredients that cause the overlord to grow and… lactate?! Yeah sounds a little weird I know but I really wanted to write something lactation related and I just defaulted to Disgaea. I doubt Etna would do something like this to Laharl but as the tags suggest.. I was horny will probably edit if needed I kind of did whatever I could to make this fic work because, again, I wanted to write something lactation related, so I used my headcanon of Flonne loving fanfiction as the back bone (?) of this story. I’m also not sure this is exactly m/f since there’s no sexual intercourse, but there is lewd breastfeeding so… take that with what you will. Now, onto the fic!! ——— “Man, I’m so bored.” Etna complained, kicking her feet idley as she laid on her belly, making an attempt to get rid of her maddening boredom. “What the hell is there to do? Both Flonne and the prinnies are sleeping so I have to wait to do anything with them, and I think I might go insane if I go back to scrolling on my phone.” Etna rolled onto her back and released a long sigh, pondering on anything possible she could do. “Is Laharl up? …nah, probably not.“ suddenly, like a lightbulb went off in the girl’s head, Etna’s eyes widened and she flew right up. “Hey! I could think of things to do to him when he wakes up!! That would be fun~” She giggled excitedly, then threw herself near the edge of her bed. “Eheheh, all that stuff Flonne introduced me to earlier has given me so many ideas~” what was she talking about? Well, earlier, Flonne had introduced her to a genre or type of stories known as “fanfiction”. Etna later did her own digging and discovered dozen upon dozens of fanfics that were on the more unique side… and by that I mean fetish-filled kinkfest fanfics. Originally, Etna found these fics weird to say the least, but now they gave her some really good ideas for how to mess with Laharl. "Hahaha, maybe I can inflate prince Laharl! Or maybe I can spank him!" Her mind raced, dreaming up all sorts of new ways to fuck with him. "Waaaait, maybe I can do something that’ll make him feel good, and then after that do something that he’ll hate! That sounds like it'd be fun~" Etna thought, getting even more ideas. Of course, she didn’t want to actually hurt Laharl, so anything that caused him actual pain was automatically off the table. “Hmmm, welllll… something that would definitely make him feel good is him growing big and strong, but what is something that would then embarrass him? Hmm… hmm. Maybe lactation? Yeah, that definitely seems like something that would make him feel humiliated! Just thinking about him feeling and seeing milk seep out of his nipples is already making me giggle!!” Etna grinned to herself, rubbing her hands together excitedly. Now that she had some ideas for humiliating the prince, she figured she should start acting on them soon. It was the next day, and Etna spend most of it looking for ingredients for her planned mischief. She had made the prinnies research and tell her all the ingredients she needed. And after getting through all of Flonne and Laharl’s nagging, she left the overlord’s castle to get everything she needed. By time Etna came back, it was night. Normally, it didn’t take her long to return to the overlord’s castle, since she was usually out alongside her fellow companions, but since this what one cod call a solo mission, it took longer to defeat randoms who got in her way. “Finally… I’m back…” Etna yawned. The demon girl was absolutely exhausted, but she knew that this was the best time to move on to the next step of her plan. Laharl and Flonne were both asleep, but the prinnies still had an hour until their two hour break, meaning Etna could force them to make this thing for her, and she could just finish it herself if the prinnies didn’t in time. Etna then had to plan how she would get Laharl to Etna’s desired state. She figured she could lace whatever would be made using her acquired ingredients into some ABC Gum and then give it to him, and then gift it to him. The prinnies would know what she was doing, but she wouldn't have to worry about them telling him. “Hey, prinnies! Sooo, I have a favor I need you guys to do.” Etna slid over to where the prinnies were working their asses off, as per usual. The sweet voice Etna had put on sent shiver’s down the prinny’s spines, she never talked to them like that… “One hour before our break? C’mon, let us just do the normal stuff, dood!” One of the prinnies complained, sweat drops dripping down its body as it saw Etna immediately grow annoyed. “Be quiet you damn ass! Do you wanna be the next prinny I use for my throwing games or somethin’?” Etna asked, the prinny in question swiftly shaking its head. “Eheheh, that’s what I thought, anyway, I need you guys to make me something.” “What is it dood?” “Maybe I could tell you if you weren’t cutting me off…” Etna growled before grumbling something that the group of prinnies couldn’t decipher. “…now, what I need you guys to make is a potion. The details don’t matter to y’all, so don’t ask. Now-“ the demon girl pointed to all the spot where she put all the ingredients. “Get to making. I’ll be in my room so just go to it and lemme know when you’re done, ‘kay?” The prinnies nodded, and the girl turned around and waltzed to her room humming a tune. “Man, all this for a single sardine a day? How cruel, dood…” - About half an hour later, one of the prinnies walked up to Etna’s door and knocked on it. “Master Etna, we finished the potion dood… do you want it?” “Uh, hell yeah I do! Hurry up and bring it over here!” Etna called from inside. After a moment, the prinnie opened the door and brought the potion over to her. “Here, Master Etna. This is your potion.” The prinnie placed the item on the table where Etna waited. “Thanks, now hurry up and get outta my room, you and all the other prinnies still have a half an hour or work to do.” Etna ordered, the prinny nodding before hurrying out of her room and closing the door behind it. “Heh, that was a little quick, they better have made it right or I’m gonna be pissed!” Etna laughed before grabbing a piece of ABC Gum from the top drawer of her nightstand before getting up to grab the potion from another table across from her bed. “Now, how the hell do you lace shit? And how much do I put in there?!” Etna muttered to herself as she started to mix the contents of the potion with the gum, hoping that she was doing this right. She then let the gum dry off before placing it back in its wrapper as neatly as possible. Shortly after that, Etna snuck into Laharl’s room. Unsurprisingly, he was sleeping soundly, but she needed him awake for this. “Hey, prince, would you pleaseeee wake up~?” Etna said in a soft voice, trying again when she got no answer. Then again in a slightly annoyed tone, and then she dropped the sweet voice entirely when she still wasn’t receiving any response. “Okay prince, wake up already.” Etna tried once more, only to hear the prince groan... was he finally waking up? “Who dares wake me, the great Laharl, from my slumber…?” Laharl asked in a sleepy voice, yawning as he opened his eyes. He looked at the source of the voice, to see Etna standing there. “Etna? What time is it…?” “Oh, you’re finally awake! Uhhh, it’s pretty late, but I do need you for something so don’t even think about gettin’ mad at me for waking you up so early. “ Etna explained, her hands on her hips as she stared down at the overlord. “You see, I got a gift for you.” She smiled sweetly. “A gift? Heh, glad to see that you’re finally appreciating your overlord, Etna.” Laharl smirked. “Now, whats the gift you want to give me?” “Oh, it’s this.” Etna said in sync with the hand that presented the ABC Gum to Laharl. “Euh? Wait, what? Are you serious? Your gift to me, the supreme overlord, is ABC Gum? This feels like an insult more than anything…” Laharl mumbled. “Eheh, this is a special kind of ABC Gum. I got it while I was out earlier.” Etna grinned. “Ah, so that’s why you left without me earlier.” Laharl said, getting a nod from Etna is response, who was wondering if the prince was actually believing her made up story. “Yup! I searched far and wide for this. So c’mon, take it~” Etna said, nudging the gift closer to Laharl at a slow pace before he took it from her hand. “Hmph. I suppose it isn’t bad… just a bit odd.” Laharl shrugged as he held the gum in his hand, unwrapping it shortly after and placing the gum into his mouth. “It’s good, isn’t it?” Etna asked. She was praying that it was, because if it wasn’t Laharl would just spit it out and her plan would probably fail. She was surprised that she got this far either way, she worried that Laharl would’ve been suspicious of her, but she assumed that the boy was just too sleepy for any sense of suspicion to kick in. “Yeah, it tastes alright.” Laharl nodded, Etna releasing a mental sigh of relief as she watched him chew the gum. “So, do you have any other gifts for me?” Laharl asked, Etna shaking her head. “Nope, that’s all I could find.” Etna replied, Laharl clearly disappointed by the lack of results. “But hey, at least you have some tasty gum, prince!” ‘When are the side effects gonna kick in? I can’t watch him chew gum forever…’ Etna thought to herself, watching as Laharl continued to chew the gum before he swallowed it. ‘Ew.’ She thought as the gum entered Laharl's stomach. ‘The side effects better kick in soon or someone is gonna feel my wrath.’ Luckily, Etna got just what she wanted when the side effects kicked in. Laharl began to sweat and feel an odd tingly feeling all throughout his body. “The hell? I've never felt this way before…” The overlord said, “my whole body is tingling. Is that what was special about that gum, Etna?” Shit, what answer was Etna going to come up with? She had gone this far, and she would be enraged if her plan was foiled right as the true fun began. Actually, did she even have to give him a reason now? I mean, the side effects were already kicking in, so it was probably too late to do anything about this situation. Oh well, she thought as she decided to just go with the flow. “Yes, the gum has a special effect on the consumer, the consumer being you, of course.” Etna explained, hoping that Laharl wouldn’t act up. She knew that it was inevitable though. Laharl looked down at his legs, which were now starting to grow stronger; his muscles becoming larger, thicker and more defined. His thigh gap shortened more and more until it no longer existed entirely, and his quads bulged out. His hamstrings and calves grew in length and thickness, transforming into a thick mass of muscle. His feet expanded, enlarging them to become bigger than they were before. His torso was next; his shoulders widened and became wider than they were before, and his chest expanded as well. With a thrust, his pecs formed and enlarged, pushing out his pectoral muscles and making them stand out more. He looked down at his stomach, rows of abs forming across his abdomen. “Damn, I'm getting really buffed up~” Laharl said. He couldn't believe it. He was always tiny, and now, he was gaining massive amounts of muscle within the span of mere seconds. It was unbelievable how fast his body was changing, and this transformation only inflated his ego even more. ‘God damn! The prince is getting big!” Laharl’s arms were next in line; his biceps and triceps bulked up, and his forearms became more muscular, their size increasing. His back, especially his lats, grew in girth, making them look even wider than they were. His traps also grew, pushing out his neck and giving him a giant, manly look. “Heheh, I’m so big…” Laharl said, flexing his muscles in front of Etna. She was impressed by the changes her gift had caused. Her plan had worked perfectly, and Laharl was growing more and more muscular every moment. Laharl’s ass also changed shape, growing in width and size. His cock and balls swelled up, pushing out against his now tight shorts, causing them to strain, revealing the outline of his erect cock underneath. He blushed slightly at the sensation but tried his best to ignore it. His feet grew a little more which caused his feet to break out of their cramped enclosure, ripping his shoes apart and freeing his feet. Finally, Etna remembered the next part of Laharl’s transformation; the lactation. That’s right, that was what she planned to contrast with the prince’s mighty muscle growth, the thing that was meant to embarrass him beyond belief and make this whole situation all the more entertaining. Suddenly, Laharl turned his focus to his pecs. His nipples were throbbing and hardening, creating two large, round, pink circles. They were practically screaming for attention, and he felt something creamy flowing from them. As he looked down at his chest, the milky white liquid poured forth, oozing out onto his muscle tits and running down his body. His face grew beet red as he realized what was happening. "H-Hey, wait a minute!" Laharl yelped, "What is this?! What's going on?!" Laharl squirmed as he experienced the tingly sensation of his lactation. Etna giggled at the next side effect taking hold, looking at the breast milk seeping out of the overlord’s pecs. The male was so embarrassed by it, and his embarrassment only made this whole ordeal all the more amusing. “What the…” Laharl said, clutching his chest and trying to stop the flow. However, as strong as his hands were, they failed to stop the flow, and the milky white liquid continued to ooze out of his breasts… as well as some of it just getting on his hands. “Ugh, why are my boobs leaking like this?” He was just so proud, and now he was red with embarrassment. Etna laughed, enjoying her latest plan unfold. ‘I hope this isn’t actually hurting the prince…’ She thought, worried that her gift might somehow cause harm. But the truth was, the milk wasn't harming Laharl one bit. The milk didn't hurt him. In fact, it felt good. Still, Laharl’s face continued burning with embarrassment as he watched his milk flow out of his muscle tits. The prince’s body glistened with sweat and his body temperature rose as he turned to face Etna, who proceeded to look up at him. “I didn’t know that was part of the gum’s effects…” Etna lied. “That’s pretty crazy though, prince.” “You don’t think I knew that…-? Mmmn…!” Laharl tilted his face to the side and closed his eyes as the sensations continued overwhelming him. The overlord released faint pants every couple of seconds, and he failed to notice Etna’s sly smile thanks to his shut eyes. His breathing grew a little more heavy as he felt his cock throb, even if he couldn’t see it, he knew one thing for certain; as much as he felt embarrassed about his breast milk, his body loved it… It definitely wasn’t hard for Etna to notice Laharl’s massive bulge, begging to be free from its cloth confines. It throbbed and ached, threatening to rip through Laharl’s underwear and shorts, both of these being incredibly tight and hardly fitting him anymore, they were way too small for his enormous size. ‘Huh, I didn’t think he’d be enjoying this.’ Etna commented mentally. ‘His body is totally betraying him! This is thrilling!!’ The girl managed to hold back a joyful squeal that would have definitely gave her away if she were to let it out. After a few short moments of a flustered Laharl spilling copious amounts of milk from his hard nipples, his shorts and underwear gave up on containing Laharl’s manhood and his belt snapped along with both materials ripping to shreds, revealing the surpreme overlord’s package. It was long, thick, and stood straight up… Laharl didn’t seem like the type to be well-endowed before, given how small he was, but there was no denying that his transformation had gifted him more than just great muscles! His balls were big and full of semen as well… Speaking of semen, a smidge of precum formed at the tip of the behemoth of a man’s penis and ran down the base, coincidentally at the same time some more thick, creamy milk dripped down his titanic pecs. To be honest, Etna would be lying if she were to tell you that she wasn’t at least a LITTLE turned on from the sight, and it only made it better that she was the one and only viewer… however, her arousal was paired with a sense of curiosity; she wondered if Laharl’s lactation tasted good. I mean, the milky substance looked good enough, so the red-haired demon girl figured that it’d have a taste that went along with that. And so, the demon walked over to her ‘master’, getting a whiff of his scent. Laharl finally opened his eyes and turned his head back to his vassal, being reminded of just how burgeoning their size difference was; Etna was initially taller than Laharl by a few inches, but now Laharl was taller than Etna by a few feet! “Etna? What are you- gah!!” Laharl gasped as he both felt and saw Etna latch her lips to his tasty-looking muscle tit, getting ready to make Laharl breastfeed her. “Sorry, prince, I’m just curious! I hope you understand.” Etna ‘apologized’ before proceeding to begin her sucking; the demon girl sucked on the demon boy’s nipples slowly and gently, getting a taste of his tit milk and humming as she felt it flow down her throat. ‘Mmm, this stuff is pretty good! I sorta expected that, but still, damn…’ Etna thought as she continued drinking down all of the milk Laharl was offering, the titan squirming and whimpering as he was hit with another source of pleasure, only adding to the pleasure he was already experiencing. He barely knew how to react to the overwhelming waves of stimulation that hit his body over and over again, all he could do for now was release subby moans and whimpers with a flustered face. He was still embarrassed of the fact that his nipples were producing milk, yes, but the intense amounts of pleasure he was feeling was beginning to overshadow how humiliated he felt. Then, Etna’s eyes widened as she felt an explosion of muscle tit juice happen inside of her mouth, and she struggled to swallow all of the creamy, milky substance. Some of it leaking out of her mouth and onto her chin or the floor. The girl then moved one of her hands to Laharl’s large, unattended, meaty pec and began to fondle it, turning her eyes to it and watching as the giant’s thick, white lactation spilled onto her hand. ‘Man, I’ve never seen the prince act like this. He’s rock hard, I wonder when he’ll cum, eheh.’ Etna wondered as she continued suckling and groping the blue-haired boy’s gigantic muscle boobs. Laharl’s shaft throbbed and twitched as the hunk’s orgasm approached rapidly, butterflies forming in the overlord’s stomach as he felt himself getting closer and closer to reaching his climax. Etna didn’t hold back, though; she lapped at the mighty overlord’s rock hard tits, slurping up the milk they produced like a total pervert… eventually, Laharl couldn’t handle the heavy waves of pleasure, and his orgasm plummeted towards him before hitting him like a train. “O-Oh… ah… Etna…~” he panted right before his release Laharl had gone over the edge, and he finally had his orgasm. “Aaaahhh~!!” He moaned loudly, bucking his hips as his fat cock spurted out rope after rope of potent cum, as well as another explosion of delicious breast milk into Etna’s mouth. Laharl’s cum landed pretty much all over him, and a little bit ended up on the floor as well. “Mmm- oh…~!!!” He moaned and whimpered as his orgasm continued for what felt like forever. It was crazy that he had this much sperm stored inside of his balls, it was a golden sight for Etna to see her master spill his load all over the place. After what felt like forever, Laharl’s orgasm subsided, and he was seemingly snapped out of whatever slutty trance his horniness had put him in, his cock softening. “Fuck…” he cussed under his breath. “The prinnies will have to clean this up later… the hell was up with that gum, anyway?” He asked, panting as he went through the afterglow of his orgasmic bliss. “Yeah yeah, I’ll make them make you some new underwear and shorts too if you want.” Etna answered. “Of course I want that. I’m not a big fan of public nudity!” “Really? To be honest, I always kinda thought you seemed like the type, especially now that you’re so big.” Etna commented, pulling away from Laharl’s jacked body. “…” Laharl blushed once again. “Speaking of being so big; seriously, what was in that gum?” He asked yet again, not leaving Etna alone about it until he got an answer. “Uhh… some unique ingredients… thats why I gave that gum to you as a gift.” Etna said, sort of beating around the bush, Laharl giving her a suspicious look in response but ultimately deciding to let it go. “Whatever… at least these new muscles I got will help me in battle.” Laharl smirked, flexing his sexy, gigantic bicep and bouncing his enormous pecs. “Anyway, I’m getting tired again… I’m going back to sleep. You should go to sleep too.” He laid back down, his bed barely being able to handle his massive size and weight. It was sort of a humorous sight, at least to the overlord’s vassal, that is. “Eheh-“ she giggled, “sure. Night night, prince~!” She left Laharl’s room and got back to hers, plopping down onto her bed. “Man, I really am exhausted now… I wanna read some more of the type of stuff Flonne recommended me… *yawn* goodnight…” and with that, the girl’s plan was a success.