Divine Milking System-Chapter 31 | The Taste Of Survival Is Surprisingly Sweet

Chapter 31: 31 | The Taste Of Survival Is Surprisingly Sweet

She laughed. "Honest? You lied about your ability from the start."

"I showed you part of my ability. The part I could safely demonstrate in public."

Naomi paced to the window, staring out at the fictional cityscape. "How much time do you have? Total, I mean."

"Forty-five hours and change."

"And how much would... this... give you?"

"Your essence? About four day."

She turned back to me. "That’s it? Four days?"

"It’s Silver tier. Twenty five points per mouthful, eight mouthfuls per cup. That’s two hundred points, and I need one hundred for a day of life." I paused. "But first extractions are worth double, so yours would give me four hundred points. Four days, roughly."

Naomi stared at me, then sank onto the edge of the bed. "This is crazy."

"Tell me about it."

"But why me? Why not... I don’t know, someone else? There are hundreds of women at this school."

I sat beside her, leaving plenty of space between us. "Your attraction was high enough that I thought you might actually listen instead of immediately calling for security."

"My attraction?"

"Another part of my ability. I can see... compatibility percentages. You were at thirty-four percent this morning. Fifty percent after our practice session."

She blushed again, deeper this time. "You can see if women are attracted to you?"

"Among other things." I didn’t mention the bust measurements part.

Nineteen minutes.

"So what happens now?" she asked quietly.

"That’s up to you. We have nineteen minutes left in Private Sanctum. After that, we go back to the field, whether we’ve done anything or not."

She nodded slowly. "And if I say no?"

"Then I respect that and look for another solution."

"Even though you might die?"

I shrugged. "I’m not going to force anyone. That’s not who I am."

Naomi studied my face, searching for deception. She wouldn’t find any. I might be desperate, but I had lines I wouldn’t cross.

"How does it work?" she asked finally. "The extraction."

"I touch your breasts, and it triggers lactation. Then I... drink directly. Each mouthful gives me points. The points extend my lifespan."

"And it feels good? With your Euphoric Feedback?"

"Very good. Most women climax during extraction."

Her cheeks burned crimson. "Just from that?"

"Combined with the Feedback, yes."

She looked down at her hands. "Does it hurt? The lactation part?"

"No. The System doesn’t work that way. It’s not painful, just... intense."

Sixteen minutes.

Naomi took a deep breath. "I want to help you."

My heart skipped. "You do?"

She nodded, not meeting my eyes. "But I’m scared. I’ve never... done anything like this."

"I know. We can go slow." I moved closer to her on the bed. "Just tell me if you want to stop at any point."

"Okay." She finally looked up at me. "What do I do?"

"First, we need skin contact." I gestured to her sports bra. "You’ll need to..."

"Right." She reached for the hem of her bra, then hesitated. "Can you... look away for a second?"

I turned my head. "Of course."

I heard the rustle of fabric, then her soft voice. "Okay."

When I turned back, Naomi sat with her arms crossed over her bare chest, her sports bra discarded beside her. Her face was almost the same color as her pink hair streaks.

"You can lie back if it’s more comfortable," I suggested.

She nodded and reclined on the bed, arms still covering herself. "Like this?"

"Perfect." I moved to kneel beside her. "I’m going to start Euphoric Feedback first, okay? Make it easier for both of us."

"Okay."

I placed my hand on her arm, activating Euphoric Feedback at level 4. Warm enough to be pleasant, not so intense it would frighten her.

"That’s... nice."

"I’ll increase it gradually."

Level 5. Her arms relaxed slightly.

Level 6. Her eyes fluttered closed.

"That’s... wow."

"Still okay?"

"Yeah." Her teeth grazed her bottom lip. "Better than okay."

I raised it to level 7, and she gasped, her back arching slightly. Her arms fell away from her chest, revealing her breasts fully.

God damn.

Thirty-six D was the technical measurement, but numbers couldn’t capture the reality. Full, round breasts with dark pink nipples already hardening from the Feedback. They rose and fell with her quickening breath.

"Level 8," I warned her.

The pleasure waves hit, and Naomi moaned, a sound that went straight to my groin. Her hands clutched at the bedspread.

"Jace, that’s... I can’t..."

"You’re doing amazing," I said, my voice rougher than I intended. "I’m going to touch you now, okay?"

She nodded, eyes still closed.

I placed my palm against her right breast, feeling its weight and warmth. The extraction ability activated instantly. Naomi’s gaze went wide.

"Oh! That’s... something’s happening!"

"It’s starting," I told her. "You’ll feel warmth, then pressure."

"I feel it," she gasped. "It’s like... fullness."

I could see it happening. Her breasts swelled slightly, filling with the essence my System craved. Small droplets of milk appeared at her nipples.

"You’re doing great." I maintained level 8 on the Feedback. "I’m going to extract now."

Thirteen minutes left.

I leaned down and took her nipple into my mouth. The moment my lips sealed around it, warm milk spurted against my tongue.

Holy fuck.

It was sweet and rich, unlike anything I’d tasted before. The first mouthful filled me completely, and I swallowed with a loud gulp that echoed in the quiet room.

\[You drink a mouthful of milk from a Silver-tier target. As a result, you get 50 points!\]