Unused Script 1: The Milk Elf

A little background on this. Before there was MGS or Incubus RA, there was this script. I think MGS probably wouldn't exist without this script. Still, I can't think of a reason why I'd need this recorded given that we now have MGS content upcoming. Rather than let it sit and go to waste, I thought I'd share it with you guys. The writing is also a peek back to my very beginner prose, but sections of it might hold up a bit. 

I stir awake as I hear your footfalls echoing in the hall outside my door. We dairy elves are all starting to wake, our tits swollen and full. I sit up and quickly strip off the simple grown all of your girls must wear. You have a long morning of milking ahead of you, master, but last night I drew the longest stick, so today it is my turn to be taken care of first. I hate to be crass, but I must confess that my tits and… my pussy… are already leaking with anticipation.

As the footsteps give way to silence, I see you at the door to my stall, standing outside, looking in. You’re so handsome, so sexy. I wasn’t always so affected by your looks, but a few of us elves tend to bond over time with those who milk us, and now I can’t help myself. I fall for you more and more each day.

I drop my gown to the floor and stare you in the eyes as you unlock the swinging door to my stall. I know that we elven girls are just your dairy cows, but I can’t help but feel like you look at me a little differently than the rest. As you gaze into my eyes with a warm, knowing expression, and your eyes fall to my engorged breasts, I feel self-assured that it isn’t just wishful thinking on my part.

“Good morning, master,” I say, parting my legs slightly, leaning back with my palms on the bed behind me, trying to look as sexy as possible for you. “My tits are so engorged today,” I moan. I work hard to stay in shape with the exercise equipment you bought for me. Our trainer, Mariah, makes sure we exercise and eat just the right diet to produce the best milk and have the tightest bodies so that one day when our suckling days are done, we may make a fine concubine for a lord or knight, but I don’t want that. All I want is you.

You smile down at me, then step forward and kneel between my open legs. I know you can smell my hot dripping sex, but you try not to acknowledge the sweet scent as it fills your nostrils. You caress my cheek and lift a bucket to my breast. “Ohh!” I gasp as your hand cups my breast and starts pinching at my areolas. My nipples get hard instantly and start leaking sweet elven cream from their tips. Your hands work so skillfully, master, massaging one breast while your other hand preps and pinches the nipples of the other one. Soon both of my teats are dribbling with sweet white Elven nectar. The sound of my cream sloshing into the bucket fills the air around us.

But I can’t control myself any longer, master, and I can only hope you’ll forgive me for what I’m about to try. You tense in surprise as my hand lands on the back of your head and starts to pull you in. “I want you to taste it, master,” I whimper. You look up at me with eyes wide in shock. We’ve never done such a thing before, you and I. But there’s no stopping now! I’m going to make you drink my milk this morning.

Thankfully, you don’t resist much as I lean forwards and guide your mouth towards my nipple. You suckle hungrily, drawing out every last drop of precious nectar from my teats. “Ohhh, god! It feels so good, master!” I arch my back, moaning like a drunken wench as your tongue swirls around my sensitive tip. You hands stay on my breasts, squeezing them. I can feel the milk sloshing inside me as it squirts into your open mouth. “Mmmm, I hope you enjoy the taste my cream, master,” I groan. You suckle like a pup until the swelling starts to go down. “Ohhhh, thank you master!” I say.

Then you move onto my other breast. I moan in aggravation during the split second it takes for you to abandon one nipple for the other, hating for your lips to leave me for even that short space of time. You take in my teat gently, licking and sucking like an expert lover. I can’t help but moan again. “Ohhh, by the love of Kuralon! Yes, master, suck me!” I love the way you lick my tits, the way you kiss my nipples as if they’re the most delicious things in the world. You make me feel beautiful, sexy, desirable, the way I used to before my father sold me to be your cow. I used to resent you for it, but those days are long gone.

I run my fingers through your hair as you continue to milk me with your skilled, gentle, loving touch. I can feel my body starting to twitch. “Oh, gods of the valley... master, I want to cum for you. Please let me, master.”

Your eyes go wide as I push you off your heaving chest and open my legs wide. I look down and see my pussy glistening with my sweet elven juices, a sight I am so happy to share with you. I reach between my legs and stroke my clit, rubbing it slowly. “Please, master, please,” I beg. “Fill me with your seed. I need to feel you inside me, filling me with your hot, thick, creamy sperm. I’m so horny, so ready for you, master.”

You look at me with a mixture of lust and confusion, and then you smile. Your hand goes to your belt and you free your cock from its confines. I watch as you line yourself up with my dripping cunt. I spread my legs even wider, and you thrust forward, burying the entirety of your hard, throbbing shaft into me. I cry out, feeling you fill me so completely that I can’t breathe. I can’t believe how big you are, but I shouldn’t be surprised. Elves are so petite next to big strong humans like you, master. I can barely fit you in, but you seem to know just how to move your dick to make it feel sooo good.

“Ohh! Ahh! Fuck me, master!” I say, arching my back and pushing against your hips. “Fuck my tight little elven hole. Pound my womb with your hard human cock.” I’m so wet, so hot, so fucking turned on. I can’t stop myself from moaning and panting, begging you to fuck me harder. My tits continue to leak milk as you push into me again and I again, and I smile to find you staring. “Go ahead and drink, master,” I say as you ravage me.

You look at me with such intensity, such hunger. My cheeks go bright red as I melt against your flesh. You continue to fuck me, and I’m screaming with pleasure, but we can’t take our eyes off of each other. You’re licking my tits, now, slurping up my cream but still staring into my eyes with an affection that makes me shake.

I’m lost in a haze of ecstasy as I feel your hands on my ass and your tongue dart across my nipple. Then, my whole body starts quaking, my tunnel clamping down on your shaft as I start to come, moaning loudly as my orgasm grips me. “Oh, master! I’m cumming! Ahhh!” I scream as my body convulses around you, my milk flowing from my teats as I ride out the aftershocks of my climax.

You don’t let go of me, though. You keep your hands on my firm, round buttocks, squeezing them, kneading my soft, warm cheeks. I feel your tongue flicking at my nipple, making it tingle. I moan and collapse, my back fallen against my bed as I stare at the ceiling, my hands frantically stroking your hair with a desperate, unspeakable love as you continue to fuck me like a slum-whore.

I can’t take much more of this. I can’t take the way you’re touching me, the way you look at me, the way you’re driving me insane with desire. Milk pools on the bed around me as you keep squeezing and nibbling at my teats. My pussy juice stains the sheets, too, as I explode in another volatile orgasm. “Gaaahhh!” I shriek, my tongue falling free of my mouth, eyes crossing as I forfeit to pleasure.

Thankfully, that final eruption is enough to push you over the edge, too. I can feel your cock pulsating inside me, your hot, thick seed flooding my depths. I can feel your cum pumping into me, filling me up. “Yes!” I shout. “Make me yours, master! Make me forever yours!” I look down, my eyes going wide as I feel you slowly withdraw your spent cock. I stareback at you, lifting my head up to see your face, and you smile down at me, your lips parted, your breath coming in ragged gasps.

You lie on the bed next to me, and I nuzzle against your neck, my soft tits pressed against you. “I’ll always be your cow, master,” I whisper. “But please, please, please, let me milk you for once. Let me make you feel good.” I grab your cock and start pumping it with my hand as I nibble at your ear. I can hear you groan, and then you pull me up to your chest, kissing me deeply. I kiss you back, but then I start moving down your neck, pecking at your chest and treasure trail until I arrive at your cock, already hardened by the time my lips arrive.

I suckle you, taking you into my throat, loving the taste of my juices mixed with the flavor of your cock. I work you, bobbing my head up and down, trying to get you to fill my hungry little elven mouth. I’m so horny, so turned on, so excited. I can’t believe how good your massive human cock feels in my mouth. I’m so happy you’ve decided to fuck me. I’m so glad you’re with me. I’m so grateful to be with you. I’m so... I’m so fucking wet!

I pull your cock out of my wet lips with a lewd popping sound. “Put your cock between my tits,” I say. “Please!” It sounded more desperate than I was trying for there at the end, but you don’t seem to mind. You position your hard dick and start rubbing it against my breasts. I moan as your cockhead rubs my nipples, making me squirm with delight. Then you rest your balls upon my sternum and place your shaft between the valley of my bosom, and I clamp my milk-soaked tits tightly around your cock.

“Ohh, master,” I whimper. “Fuck my tits with your giant cock!” I’m so turned on, I’m shaking with excitement. Almost every inch of my body is wet with milk or cum, so you start sliding between my naked tits easily. I can’t help myself. I start moaning as you thrust in and out of my cleavage. I’m moaning louder as I watch you, my eyes glued to your cock as you fuck my sensitive, milky flesh. Cream is squirting out of my nipples with each thrust, splattering upon your body as you exploit my titflesh for your pleasure.

You start pumping faster, and I moan even more lewdly. “Oh, gods, master, yes, pound my milk-bags!” I beg, my voice rising in pitch with my arousal. You show no sign of slowing, and I can feel my orgasm building as a result. My whole body tenses as I try to stave off the impending climax. From the sexy look on your face, I can tell that neither of us can take much more of this. I can’t handle the way you’re touching me, the way you’re looking at me, the way you’re driving me insane with desire. Fragrant elf milk soaks the bed around us as you keep squeezing and fucking my tits like they were the only thing in the world to you.

Finally, your cock erupts, painting my face and my chest with your thick, creamy seed. I can’t hold back any longer, and I burst into another orgasm just from the feeling of your shaft against my needy tits. “Ahhh, yes, master! Thank you!”

That was the first day of the rest of my life. A few minutes later, you left my stall to milk the other elf maids. I didn’t mind. I knew that every day from then on would only get better as I lived the rest of my life as your little elven milk slut. I love you, master.