Chapter 114: Devourian Race...
The man wants to make things clear when someone came in.
The room doesn't have enough lighting for anyone to see clearly and need to get near in order to have a sight.
*Brother, are you here?
Just by the voice, Yang can tell that it's Tala.
Afraid that this little girl suddenly change the light;
*Tala, be obedient and go out first. I will come to see you later.
There's a moment of silence before;
*Alright brother, I'm leaving. Don't over work your body and find time to rest. Goodbye.
When this little sister left;
*Well, she's already old enough to know these adult things.
And was directly;
*But we should still try to keep it private. Anyway, what did you say just now. The words are from earth but how come I can't understand?
Really has a smiling face in front of her chosen man to say;
*Well, I'm sure you are already sure that humans are not the only beings in the whole Universe. Humans is a minor race, just a fruit of love between different races who came to live here on Earth. I'm from a race that may not be superior but one of the oldest, because of our special nature that can comsume life-forms. Although our race is evil itself, there are still those who are good who don't consume the lives of beings from other races. And my family is one of those that's why we were driven away and found this planet to settle. I hope you don't mind the age because I'm a century old female being. In our race, I'm still a teenager so just see me like that; which is the best age for us female Devourians to mate. You know, there are many candidates at home but didn't hesitate to chose you, so please accept me as your wife.
The man heard everything and believed it; because no woman is like the one connected to him right now on earth who fills her womb with man's seeds.
Thinking of this, Yang suddenly realized something and was in a hurry to;
*Well, if I can mate with you like this then does it mean I'm one of you?
Still smiling to say;
*I'm sure you're not born like us, only have the nature of a Devourian. I heard something about those races who do experiments. The first one who occupied this planet is a terran Ancestor who's known to be the founder of Science. I'm sure you're one of her experiments; but she died hundred years ago so maybe his descendants continues the project and made you: a multi-raced being. Of course not an ordinary mix-raced like humans but a masterpiece of someone who lives in a laboratory.
Upon hearing this, Yang can't help to;
*Are you saying I didn't come from my parents and even wasn't birthed by anyone?
*Well, I'm sure they're just your adoptive parents; but don't worry because I'm also sure someone gave birth to you.
While Yang is listening, noticed the breast of this alien wife lactating.
She herself noticed it and said;
*Instead of our babies, you will be the one who will drink my milk to replenish what you're giving me right now, which will be use by our children to grow in my womb. Well, what a weird cycle it is. Anyway, we will stop if you feel weak and can't produce seeds anymore; but the more the better because you know, it's for the future of our children. Don't worry, the body will recover on its own and my milk is just like a suppliment that can make male devourian stronger as a warrior. The main reason why they want to own many female devourian, just to become milking machines.
Base on what he heard, Yang thinks that the devourian race is OP, but how come it's not even considered as superior in this devourian wife's mouth.
Curious of how strong a superior race is, he went to say;
*If devourians is not a superior race then what qualifications a race has to be supperior?
This time, when to think before;
*It's not about the individual nature of a race but one's current situation. In this planet, America is superior if it's a race, just like China, Russia and other powerful counties. Military strength is what makes a race superior and Devourian race is too barbaric to advance. Thanks to fate that my family was driven away for us to become knowledgeable beings in the field of Electronics and other stuffs. Maybe up to know, the devourian race is still a breeding land that only know how to take advantage of their high number as a strength. With science and technology, I'm sure they will be feared. But fortunately, the Universe balanced things because if it's that the case, they would devour anything as long as they can and many will suffer.
Having a conversation to someone who knows a lot, Yang keeps learning.
The pleasure he's feeling right now is just a bonus thing.
Time passed by and the man still can go on but the womb seems too big already.
Numbers noticed the expression and directly;
*Don't worry because female devourians was born to take as much seed their mate can give. Like I said, the more the better so give everything what you got. The amount will determine the number of our children and it's a blessing to have many. What's more, it will take time for me to be fertile again so let's maximize this chance.
Hearing this;
*Then let them have everyrhing I can give.
The two continue to talk until this devourian wife felt that she can't take anymore seeds, reached her limit.
So she directly went to relax her inside, pull out the man's thing and quickly close her cervix not to spill even a drop of seed.
Seeing that her man is still spurting, urged Yang to put it on her mouth.
It's a waste so she didn't hesitate to swallow it to become her own nutrients.
A few minute later without any stimulation, the deck finally stop spurting but still energetic,,, and so as Yang.
The devourian wife saw this scene and was amazed,,, blamed herself for reaching her limit and should take more...