The universe groaned.
It wasn't thunder, nor the hum of stars—it was a wet, low moan that rolled across the Milk Sea and into the bones of every living being. The slit in the sky, swollen and dripping from Kaito's divine thrusts, pulsed visibly, clenching, relaxing, clenching again. The cosmos itself was in heat.
And then it contracted.
A ripple of golden light shot across the heavens. Galaxies twisted, their arms bending inward like thighs tightening around his cock. Stars flared brighter, trembling as if milked by an unseen hand. Nebulae squirted plumes of colored light, spraying across the void like wet moans.
On earth, milkmaids screamed in ecstasy, clutching their swollen bellies. Some collapsed into the boiling tide of the Milk Sea, their wombs convulsing in rhythm with the heavens above. Kaori, her breasts glowing with golden veins, clutched her belly as it spasmed. Nyxa's legs gave out completely, her thighs coated in endless dripping warmth.
