I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

Her back arched, milk squirting from both nipples as her pussy spasmed violently around his cock.

“Fuck—fuck—FUCK!” Julian roared, his hips jerking as his cock exploded, pouring thick, hot seed into her trembling pussy.

“Nnnnnnghh—yes—give it to me!” She howled, her hands pulling him deeper as he emptied himself in shuddering thrusts.

Julian didn’t pull out.

Her cunt still clenched around him, milking his softening cock even as thick cum leaked from her stretched, swollen slit. It dripped down, soaking the mattress and pooling beneath her.

“Don’t… don’t let it go to waste,” she moaned, her body twitching with aftershocks. “Rael, fill me again. My womb’s still open…”

She arched her back, her hips rising to meet him again. Her fingers trembled as they pressed against her lower abdomen, feeling the heat still radiating there—where his seed had struck like lightning.

“I need it deeper this time.” Her voice cracked with hunger. “So deep it doesn’t leak, Rael.”

Julian’s cock twitched again inside her, hardening back to life. He stared at her—the way her body trembled, the way her hips kept moving, the way her milk-soaked tits gleamed like offerings.

She cupped her breasts toward him, nipples still trickling. “Feed, Rael. Don’t make me beg—drink while you fuck me.”

His hunger snapped. He leaned down, seizing one breast with his mouth. Her back arched, a scream tearing from her throat.

“Ahhhhnn! Yes—yes! Suck me while you breed me!”

Her milk gushed into his mouth, sweet and thick, and he groaned like a starving beast. He sucked harder, tongue flicking her swollen nipple as his hips began to smash into her again.

“So full,” he teased, “and you’re still leaking like a cow.”

“I am,” she sobbed. “Your cow—your milkmaid.”

Julian’s thrusts turned punishing—deep, merciless. His mouth moved between her breasts, greedily drawing more milk, each flick of his tongue sending shudders through her spine.

She quivered beneath him, overwhelmed and gasping for breath.

“More…” she whimpered. “My womb isn’t full enough.”

“Greedy little woman,” he hissed, biting her nipple. “You want to feel your belly bloat, don’t you?”

“Yes! Yes—let me swell with it!” She cried, grabbing the sides of his face and forcing him back to her breast.

Their bodies were soaked, and the sound of wet flesh slapping, slurping, and moaning filled the room with erotic mess.

Julian’s voice turned hoarse. “I can feel it—your womb’s sucking me in.”

She clung to him, wrapped around his body like a glue.

“Do it… please, Rael. Flood me again. Empty your cock in me until I can feel your child in my womb.”

He roared into her tits as he came again—this time harder, thicker, his cock buried to the root. Her body froze, milk spraying violently from both nipples as she came alongside him, their fluids mingling deep inside.

She trembled beneath him, tears slipping from her eyes. But then, suddenly… she gasped, “Ahh…”

A warmth bloomed inside her.

It started deep—low in her belly, where his seed had filled her. A slow, overwhelming heat that built and built until her abdomen began to glow faintly.

“Rael… Do you feel it?” She whispered, her eyes wide with a mix of awe and haze from her climax. “Your seed… it’s alive.”

Julian pulled back just enough to see it—her womb swelling under his gaze, slowly, unnaturally. A faint hum filled the room, and her hands flew to her belly, surprised.

“Oh gods… It’s happening. It’s growing inside me already…”

The glow intensified, and swirling patterns bloomed across her skin. It seemed like a sacred symbol from a language neither of them had ever learned, yet somehow understood.

Julian tilted his head, confused by this sudden change of events. “You’re pregnant.”

“No…” she moaned, biting her lip as her belly pushed outward, as though months of pregnancy were blooming in moments. “This is more than pregnancy, Rael—you made me eternal.”

Milk gushed from her nipples again, this time more than before, spraying onto her chest, her thighs, and his face.

She cried out, half in pain, half in pleasure.

“It needs feeding—it’s hungry already—drink, Rael, drink now!”

Julian latched onto her breast without hesitation, gulping down mouthfuls of warm, divine milk. Her body spasmed beneath him, the pleasure of nursing and growing blending into a single, overwhelming climax that rocked her to the core.

“I can feel it forming,” she sobbed.

Her belly glowed brighter—round and tight now.

Julian kept nursing, his cock twitching again despite just finishing. She moaned deep in her throat, grinding her soaked, swollen cunt against him.

“One more time,” she begged. “Breed me again. Fill every corner. I want to be overflowing.”

And he obeyed.

She took him again and again, consumed by this newly awakened lust and desire. Julian gave her everything, pushing the last reserves of his stamina until his vision blurred and his limbs shook with exhaustion. The Rael within him had limits—and tonight, he shattered every one of them.

By the end, his body collapsed on top of hers, utterly spent and unconscious. His cock still twitched inside her, but it no longer held the earlier vigor; it was gloriously emptied.

She held him against her breast, her hand caressing his sweat-soaked hair.

And then she looked down.

Her belly…

What had started as a subtle change had now become undeniable—her stomach was at least three times larger than before.

“Rest, Rael,” she whispered to the man passed out on top of her. “You gave me everything. And now… the new age begins.”

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Morning of the next day,

The sun’s rays crept through the old windows, painting everything in its warm, golden glow.

Julian finally stirred awake, groaning faintly as his eyes adjusted to the light. His entire body felt wrecked—lethargic, sore, and hollowed out, as though every ounce of his energy had been drained.

“F…fuck,” he muttered weakly, dragging his hand down his face. “Where am I?”

He sat up slowly, and his muscles instantly ached in protest. The room still smelled of sweat, sex, and something more… sin.

When he glanced to his side, his eyes fell on Rael’s grandmother, deep in her sleep. Her once-ravaged form had transformed: her hips were wider, her thighs parted, and her belly massive.

She looked divine.