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Slime! Melona\'s Bodily Fluid Playtime	By : FalstaffKisaragi Category: +M to R > Queen's Blade: Rurou no Senshi Views: 6728 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Wiping! Sexual Underworld Boogie
- 2-Refill! Mammaries and Pissing
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Nanael was an angel, and that meant she was better than everyone else in the Queen’s Blade tournament. Her saber was imbued with the power of the heavens themselves, and as long as she had her bottle of holy milk, there was nothing that could stand in her way. Except that she didn’t have her holy milk anymore.

She had found herself pulled into a battle against Nyx recently. That demonic flame was overpowering even for her. If she was a higher ranking angel, she could’ve easily thrashed that unholy alliance, but those tentacles and those wild flames meant she was always a step behind Nyx’s machinations. Nyx seemed barely cognizant of what she was doing. It was like Nanael was fighting the staff rather than the person wielding it.

So she did something so stupid it had to work.

She hid behind a pillar and consumed the entire bottle of holy milk in one gulp. Her power was overwhelming. A pure white aura that dissolved the demonic influence by its rays alone radiated from her form. Her saber flew around at her command. Nanael was victorious, but it had come at a cost. Near the end of the fight, her blade began zigzagging wildly. There was an intense pressure in her bladder that she couldn’t deal with at this point.

She was hovering above a church in Gainos now. Her panties were still dry, and she hoped to keep them that way. She couldn’t just barge in on Melpha’s training again, not in this condition, but if she went and used a normal bathroom, the presence of an angel on the ground would draw too much attention to herself.

Nanael pressed her hands against her stomach, attempting to dull the feeling. She focused on the fountain in the center of the city. That only served to distract her more.

Melona was relaxing on the roof of the church. She was bored, and there was no better place to hide than high above the rooftops if you didn’t want to be caught. There weren’t even any battles going on, so as far as she thought, she was safe. Melona did notice something flying above her, but she thought it was just a bird. This thought persisted until a pair of polka dot panties descended from the heavens and landed on her head.

“Who would want to wear these?” she asked picking up the underwear. “Oh, right, the foolish angel. Wait, she’s here?”

Nanael felt the breeze running past her pink slit. The tingling sensation against her pussy was something she hadn’t felt very often. There was a risk of her holy urine landing on someone from up here, but that was a risk she was willing to take. Nanael, her face flushed bright red, unleashed a large amount of pee from the heavens. The golden rain fell on the roof of the church, splattering against Melona’s squishy form.

The pressure was so intense that Nanael wasn’t sure if she could stop. She buckled her legs together and continued pissing out of the sky. Her pee came out in a large wave, followed by several smaller squirts that blasted against the church roof. A second, thicker spray followed, this time landing right on Melona’s head. Nanael rubbed her pussy lips, wondering if there was any more she could get out. Only a few dribbles remained.

Her waist was slowly recovering from its release. She descended towards the roof of the church and landed in the one space where she hadn’t covered it with pee. She shook her glass bottle, now completely devoid of holy milk.

“Is it the milk that gives me the strength, or the bottle?” Nanael asked. “I feel so weak right now, it’s gotta be the milk. I wonder how I can refill it.”

“I see the stupid angel has descended,” said Melona. “What were you thinking, peeing on someone like that?”

“I had to go,” said Nanael. “Melona, I had no idea you were here. We’re outside of a battle now, we can be friends, right? Especially since I don’t have any holy milk.”

Melona took her head-hands off her breast and shot them towards Nanael. The pink, goopy limbs rubbed up against Nanael’s chest, staining the front of her dress with a pink slime. “You don’t even know what the holy milk is, do you?” asked Melona.

“Nobody’s ever explained it to me,” said Nanael, moaning as Melona massaged her breasts through her dress. Her nipples became erect. The edge of her areola peeked out over the front of her clothes.

“It’s the Archangel’s breast milk, silly,” said Melona. She pulled down the front of Nanael’s dress. Her plump breasts were exposed to the afternoon air. “Trying to drink it without her permission has some nasty side effects. Of course, the archangel is still an angel, so if you want to refill it, I’d be more than willing to help you.”

“What do you know about angels?” asked Nanael, covering her breasts with her hands.

“It’s not angels that I need to know about. It’s milk,” said Melona. She squeezed her large breasts with her hands. Streams of white milk shot from her nipples and drenched Nanael’s face. Nanael licked it with her lips. “This is pretty good. I thought it was acidic.”

“I can control my own body. Every aspect of it,” said Melona. She briefly transformed into a doppelganger of Nanael. The false angel shook her bare butt at her real self. Melona returned to her default form. “I could lactate in that bottle of yours, if you don’t let me help you.”

“That would be even worse!” Nanael said, backing away and stepping in a puddle of her own urine. “Are we going to find Hachi?”

“Don’t be silly. The angel we’re going to milk is you. I can already see those wonderful breasts of yours,” said Melona. “Let’s get some milk out of them.”

“Okay, but neither of us tells anyone about this. My reputation’s already kind of bad,” said Nanael.

“Drink up,” said Melona.

Melona shoved her breast into Nanael’s face. Nanael wrapped her lips around Melona’s bright pink areola. The bud became even larger in her mouth. Melona’s variable body size always took her by surprise. Nanael sucked at Melona’s breast, drawing out the warm milk within. It was sticky, and somewhat bitter, but it still went down easily. Nanael tried to say something, but her tongue was preoccupied with playing with Melona’s nipple, drawing out more of the sweet milk.

Melona rubbed her hands against Nanael’s breasts. They were above average, but small compared to hers. She pinched Nanael’s nipple, drawing the tiny pink protrusion upward. Melona pinched Nanael’s nipple. Nanael winced at the feeling. She released her lips from Melona’s breast. Slimy milk drooled from her lips, flowing down to her breasts.

“My breasts feel really hot,” Nanael said.

“Oh, yes, if I continue massaging them, you’re going to be in for a big surprise,” said Melona. Sweat was rolling down the valley of Nanael’s cleavage. Melona rubbed her breasts, starting from the undersides and moving upward, making sure to rub the nipples with her palm. Nanael’s nipples looked thicker, and their color was becoming darker. Melona offered up her other breast to Nanael.

The angel sucked on Melona’s nipple feverishly. Nanael’s stomach was getting full. Melona’s milk and the holy milk sloshed around in her stomach. She looked downward. Beyond the valley of her breasts, she could see that her stomach had a small bulge to it. Melona, never one to miss a chance to toy around, expanded her own belly very slowly, pushing Nanael further away from her breasts until it looked like she was pregnant.

“You’re not really pregnant, are you?” asked Nanael, her voice muffled by Melona’s breasts.

Melona shrunk her belly down again. “Of course not. Look at your own breasts. Drinking my milk is having some interesting effects on you.”

Nanael’s breasts had grown plumper. Her nipples were already starting to leak something liquid and white. Nanael reached for the bottle that the holy milk was stored in. Her breasts felt sore, and there was a sharp pang in her nipples she hadn’t noticed before. Nanael put the bottle around her right nipple. She felt a vacuum form around her breast, and relaxed as the bottle drew out her own breast milk.

Nanael’s breasts felt lighter and the bottle felt heavier. Her other breast had also started leaking. Melona snaked her way around the roof. “I don’t want the milk I worked so hard to get out of you to go to waste. I always wondered what an angel tasted like,” said Melona. The pink shapeshifter nibbled at the edges of Nanael’s areola. A small squirt of milk shot into Melona’s mouth.

“It’s warm and really sweet,” said Melona. “Not all that thick, but it’s a good substitute for holy milk.” Melona knew at that moment that she, too, was drinking holy milk without permission. Whether it had come from an angel’s teat or the bottle entrusted to Nanael made no difference. Her insides felt more liquid than they usually did.

“Melona, what’s wrong?” asked Nanael spitefully.

“This is all your fault!” cursed Melona. “Consider this payback, you foolish angel!”

Melona reclined on her back. She sprouted a thick penis from her waist at the last moment. The bunny-eared girl grabbed onto it with her arms and pointed it at Nanael’s face. Pink, hot pee, with the viscosity of slime, spurted from her cockhead. Nanael coughed. Some of the pee got in her mouth. Nanael spit it out on the church roof.

“That’s a man’s dick! Let me at that!” Nanael shouted.

She dove for Melona’s penis and took it in her mouth. She sucked up and down the shaft. Her face looked as though she was in heaven. Nanael stuck her gloved fingers in Melona’s pussy at the same time. Melona tried to hold in the desire to cum, but this angel was just too good. She couldn’t fight, but when it came to giving head, she was an expert.

Melona spurted a thick, white wad into Nanael’s mouth, followed by another stream of pee. Nanael swallowed the cum immediately, but the pee came so quickly she barely had time to not drink it. Her stomach was feeling even fuller now, but the taste of semen in her mouth was something she had been longing for ever since she descended to Earth.

Nanael looked down at her bottle, clanging against the ceiling tiles. All the while, she had been pumping her angel’s milk out of her breast, and now it was full. Nanael pulled up her dress. Two large, wet splotches appeared above her nipples. The outlines of her nipples were clearly visible through her dress, but she didn’t care. Her body felt heavier, but also back at full power.

Nanael held her arm out. Her saber flew in from a distance, a blue aura surrounding it. Nanael aimed the blade at Melona, but the shapeshifter slithered out of the way at the last moment. Nanael swung her sword around, and within an instant the last traces of her pee were removed from the church roof.

She flew off towards the horizon, congratulating herself on being awesome. She figured her breasts would stop lactating soon enough, and maybe she did owe Melona something for helping her get her power back. Why did it feel so breezy as she flew through the air, however? Why were people down below casting their glances at the underside of her skirt.

Melona, in a back alley not far from the church, sniffed the polka dot panties she had in her possession. “I don’t usually wear things like this... but to spite that angel, maybe I will.” Melona said. She slid the panties up her legs. The soft, heavenly cotton brushed up against her springy skin.

Melona let out a last spritz of pee into the borrowed panties. All the better to tease Nanael with the next time they met.
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