Milk Princess: Epilogue

“Sigh~, drinking in the bath first thing in the morning is the height of luxury…”

While relaxing in the royal bath, the queen downed a cup of wine. Stella and Rosemary were also there beyond the rising steam.

“Mother, please don’t drink so much.”

“That’s right. If you drink this much this early…you might get sick.”

Her daughters glared at her, but Christina did not seem to care as she asked Sherris for a refill.

“It’s fine every once in a while. And today is a day for celebration. Right, Akira?”

“Y-yes…it is…”

The queen pulled over the boy soaking next to her and rested her head on his shoulder. Akira agreed despite the happy soft sensation on his upper arm.

(That’s right. This truly is a day for celebration. No one is after me anymore and Courreges won’t be dragged into war.)

After Courreges had kicked out the messenger without providing a response, Sodom had been so enraged that they immediately gathered their army to attack. But their people had been so worn down by Sodom’s endless wars that they had rebelled, convinced a portion of the army to join, and started an unstoppable uprising.

They had fallen into civil war, but the rebels had ultimately taken the capital, the royals had fled the kingdom, and the people had established a legislature.

Word of Sodom’s collapse had quickly spread to the surrounding regions, so now that they knew Akira was no longer in danger, the usual group was enjoying a morning bath.

“We also caught the spy, so Courreges should be at peace for the time being.”

“Yes. They have already been dealt with, so do not worry.”

Sherris explained that while handing a cup to the queen. The captured civil official had denied the accusation at first, but after Sodom’s collapse eliminated the possibility of being rewarded later, she had given up and confessed.

“C’mon, quit clinging to Akira like that.”

Stella embraced him from the other side and rubbed up against him with breasts appropriate for her age, even if they were no match for her mother’s.

“That is my line. Akira will be my husband, so I want both of you to at least give me a turn first.”

Rosemary approached from in front, stuck out her oversized tits, and sat on his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck and moved her beautiful face close.

“Oh? But mothers get first dibs.”

Christina slid her hand between the princess and boy’s lips.

“Really!? Why must you get in my way?”

“Because you keep insisting he’s your husband, Mary.”

While watching the sisters hold their standard conversation, the queen asked the boy a question.

“Come to think of it, have you decided who you want as a wife?”

“Eh? Well…um…”

The boy mumbled and the princesses held their chests out confidently

“That would be me, obviously. He slept with me yesterday and filled me with his milk twice.”

“No, it will be me! I mean, we had sex three times before entering the bath this morning.”

In true Courreges fashion, Stella and Rosemary bragged about how much sex they were having, but the boy could only blush and hang his head.

“My… Akira, you were fucking my daughters before and after spending all night with me? The milk goddess may have blessed you a little too much.”

“W-wait…what did you say?”

“All night…with mother?”

The confident princesses’ expressions froze over and then they glared at him. Their gazes were painful.

“To be more accurate, he also received my milkmaid services between Princess Rosemary and Her Majesty last night.”

The maid revealed even more as she approached from behind him.

He was trapped between tits and a soft place. There was no escape with boobs in every direction.

“My, my. Then who do you intend to choose? Or were you hoping you could just choose all of us?”

The queen laughed happily, but Stella and Rosemary blushed and argued further.

“Akira, if you have that much milk to offer, then give it all to me!” demanded the younger sister.

“That’s right! I want to enjoy your cock as much as possible!” insisted the older sister.

They both sent their hands underwater to reach for the boy’s crotch.

“Ahh…calm down, you two…”

He tried to pacify the frantic princesses, but he instead felt further hands stroking his penis.

“If that is how it’s going to be, then I must say that I am not satisfied either.”

“Please let me milk you this morning as well.”

He had ejaculated around ten times since yesterday, so he might seriously dry up if another orgy started now. He sensed danger, but he could not refuse these women and girls who loved him so much. He could only prepare himself for what was to come.

“Today I will prove to you that I am the best!” loudly declared Rosemary.

“No, Akira will be my husband!” insisted Stella while refusing to back down.

“You might just have a younger sibling in the near future, Stella and Mary.”

“I would also like to have your milk inside me, Sir Akira.”

The women were into it as well.

(There’s no way I can choose just one of them.)

This choice was beyond anything he could have imagined in his dreary and hopeless life in Sodom, so he simply sucked at the breasts before his eyes.

The sweet flavor of milk soon filled his mouth.

“Now, Akira. Drink as much of my milk as you like.”

The scene before his eyes truly was a boobtopia.

His happy milk-soaked life was only beginning.