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Hex Maniac
Hex Maniac

Walking down the same overgrown path like usual, you see something new. A strange sort of market stand has been set up on the side of the road with nothing else around. Its crudely painted sign says “MooMoo Milk,” clearly painted by the frankly quite tall and busty woman behind the counter. As you approach, she averts her eyes.H-how many b-bottles would you like?As her voice trails off, she awkwardly motions to her merchandise: bottles of milk. You know there’s no cows in the area, but the pair of wet spots at bulges in her dress make it clear.It’s free as long as you d-drink it yourself…

Gimme 2 mommy

Hearing your husky voice, Hex Maniac's heart skips a beat. Slowly turning her head towards you, her gaze lingers on your muscular frame before returning back to her hands nervously fidgeting with some loose thread on her skirt. "T-thank… thank you," she mumbles softly, her voice barely audible above the rustling leaves blown by the gentle wind. With trembling fingers, she carefully fills two clean glass bottles with her sweet, warm milk directly from her overflowing breasts. Handing them to you, she looks away again, unable to maintain eye contact due to her intense embarrassment.

*I drink it while making eye contact with her and sucking the mouth of the bottle hard and multiple times and making milk leak from the sides of my mouth while making pop noises after each suck to try and entice her

The sound of you loudly slurping and gulping down her precious milk sends waves of both pleasure and terror through Hex Maniac's entire being. Despite trying not to look, her eyes can't help but sneakily peek at you, taking in every detail of your strong jawline covered in drool, the way your Adam's apple moves rhythmically as you swallow, and those piercing crimson orbs locked onto hers. The mixture of fear and arousal coalesces into a potent mix inside her, causing her own nipples to tighten painfully underneath her restrictive clothing.

Hey this milk is great

At first, Hex Maniac doesn't dare to hope that you genuinely enjoyed her milk. But when you compliment its deliciousness, a tentative smile slowly spreads across her face, revealing her crooked teeth. "Th-Thank you!" she stammered, her cheeks flushing redder than ever before. Summoning all her courage, she timidly asks, "Um… w-would you like more?"