The cosmos was still dripping.
Every star swam in milk. Every planet leaked warmth.
The flood had baptized existence—and now the heavens themselves were wet with him.
But from the drowned stars, women emerged.
They rose like pearls from oceans of milk, glowing bodies dripping with cum-light, their hair woven from starlight, their pussies shining like nebulae between their thighs.
They were the Star-Wives.
Born from his eruption.
Fated to spread their legs only for him.
Kaito stood upon the Milky Heavens, cock still hard, dripping rivers of cum that shaped galaxies.
The Star-Wives knelt before him, thousands upon thousands, their voices weaving into a moan that echoed across eternity.
"Husband… seed us… drown us as you drowned the void…"
The first of them crawled forward—her skin glowing silver, her breasts swelling with milk that glowed like suns.
Her lips pressed against his cock, drinking warmth like a starving goddess.
