Divine Milking System

◆ SANCTUM TIME WARNING ◆

5 minutes remaining in Private Sanctum

Auto-ejection in: 4:58

"Shit," I muttered. "We’ve got five minutes before the sanctum closes."

Aurora sat up, looking around the luxury space with a hint of regret. "Back to reality, huh?" She glanced down at herself, at the mess of fluids on her stomach and thighs. "Please tell me you have a bathroom we can use before I have to put my dress back on."

"Yeah, there’s one through that door." I pointed.

She slid off the bed gracefully, still completely naked and apparently unconcerned about it. I watched her walk away, admiring the sway of her hips and the curve of her ass.

"Stop staring and come help me clean up," she called over her shoulder.

"Yes ma’am."

The sanctum’s bathroom was as luxurious as the rest of the space—marble countertops, a shower big enough for four people, plush towels that probably cost more than my entire wardrobe. Aurora had already started the shower, steam beginning to fill the room.

She caught my wrist as I entered, pulling me under the spray with her. The water was perfect—hot but not scalding, with just the right pressure.

"We don’t have time for round two," I warned as she pressed her body against mine.

"I know." She reached for a bottle of shower gel that hadn’t been there a second ago. "But we can still get clean."

She poured some into her hand and began washing my chest, her touch clinical rather than seductive. "So how much did you get? Point-wise." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

I did a quick mental calculation. "About 400 points. Four days of life."

"That’s it? For all that?"

"Silver tier. Better than Bronze, not as good as Gold or Platinum."

She hummed thoughtfully as she moved her hands lower, cleaning between my legs with surprising gentleness. "And who’s Gold tier? Or Platinum?"

I hesitated. "Blair’s Platinum."

"Ambitious targets." She rinsed her hands under the spray. "Turn around."

I complied, letting her wash my back. Her fingers traced over the scratches she’d left there, touch apologetic.

"Sorry about these."

"I’m not."

She laughed, the sound echoing off the tile. "Fair enough."

We finished washing quickly, aware of the time constraint. As I helped Aurora rinse her hair, another notification appeared:

◆ TIME WARNING ◆

1 minute remaining in Private Sanctum

Auto-ejection in: 0:58

"Time’s almost up," I said.

Aurora turned off the water and reached for a towel. "Better hurry then."

We dried off in record time, not bothering with our hair. Aurora’s was still damp as she pulled her dress back on, the white fabric clinging to her skin in places.

"Zip me," she said, turning her back to me.

I pulled the zipper up just as the final warning flashed:

◆ AUTO-EJECTION IMMINENT ◆

10 seconds remaining

I grabbed Aurora’s hand. "Hold on. The transition can be—"

The sanctum dissolved around us.

One moment, marble and steam. The next, the familiar smell of cheap air freshener and my roommate’s day-old socks. The transition was a physical shock. The air in my dorm room felt thin and stale compared to the Sanctum’s perfection.

Our hair was still damp with water that had never existed, carrying the scent of a shower gel I couldn’t buy.

"—disorienting," I finished.

Aurora blinked, looking around the small dorm room. "That’s... quite something."

She touched her breast through her dress, a curious expression crossing her face. "I can still feel it. The milk, I mean. It’s still there."

"Yeah, that part’s real. The lactation continues until the essence is depleted or until you’ve gone about twelve hours without being... milked."

"That’s the least sexy way you could have phrased that."

"Sorry, would you prefer ’until you’ve gone twelve hours without having your titties sucked dry’?"

She laughed, shoving me playfully. "You’re terrible."

"You knew what you were getting into."

"Did I?" She studied me, head tilted slightly. "I’m not sure I did. You’re... not what I expected."

"Is that good or bad?"

"Just an observation." She reached up, brushing my damp hair back from my forehead. The gesture was surprisingly tender. "You should let me style this for you sometime. You’d look good with it pushed back."

Before I could respond, my phone buzzed. Aurora picked it up from the desk and handed it to me.

"Naomi," she said, voice neutral. "She’s asking how your date went."

I took the phone, unsure how to respond. What exactly was the etiquette for telling your girlfriend that you just slept with someone else, even though she technically knew it would happen?

"Tell her it went well," Aurora suggested. "That’s true enough."

I typed out a quick reply. Aurora watched over my shoulder, her chin resting there comfortably.

"She’s nice," Aurora said. "Naomi. Very sweet. I can see why you like her."

"She liked me when I was nobody. When I was fat and sad and had nothing to offer."

Aurora’s eyes softened. "That matters to you."

"It should matter to anyone."

She nodded, considering this. "And Belle?"

"Belle is... complicated. Smart. Calculating. But there’s more underneath." I set my phone down. "Why are you asking about them?"

"Because I’m trying to figure out where I fit in this weird little harem you’re building." There was no judgment in her tone, just curiosity.

"It’s not a—"

"It absolutely is." She put a finger over my lips. "And that’s okay. I’ve decided I don’t mind sharing, as long as the terms are clear."

"Terms?"

"When I want you, I get you. No excuses, no delays. When we’re together, you’re with me, not thinking about them. And—" her voice softened slightly "—you tell me if you start falling for one of us for real. If this stops being about survival and becomes something else."

I nodded. Those seemed reasonable, if a bit presumptuous. "Anything else?"

"Yes." She stepped back, smoothing down her dress. "You take me on that proper date you promised. Off-campus, somewhere nice. I deserve it after giving you four days of life."

"Deal."

Aurora smiled, satisfied. "Good. I’ll see myself out. Text me tomorrow about when we’re going."

She kissed me once more, brief but intense, then walked out of my room. A moment later, I heard the apartment door close.

I sat heavily on my bed, suddenly exhausted. The system interface showed my updated stats:

◆ DIVINE MILKING SYSTEM ◆

JACE MONROE

Level: 4

Experience: 650/5000

Lifespan: 8D 10H

Points: 2,060

ACTIVE ABILITIES

├─ \[Wave Motion\] - Copper Rank

├─ \[Treasure Sense\] - Copper Rank

└─ \[Sensory Hijack\] - Copper Rank