Jintha and Maro dropped Gnarlo off at a fine looking establishment… Gnarlo would find some way to enjoy his deviance.
As they started walking away, Jintha started laughing.
"That brothel only has Cow women that have recently given birth or are pregnant… people go to them for their milk… hahahah" She couldn't stop laughing like it was the best prank ever
However Maro let out a small chuckle and stared at the ground remembering what he put those poor obese women through… Gnarlo would 100% be into pregnant cow women…
Jintha raised a stone platform she was standing on, until she was near Maro's head… She jumped on his back and rode on his shoulders… she leaned over to Maro's ear "This isn't the ride I really want" and she gently bit his ear.
Maro was conflicted… the math didn't make much sense to him… the size difference was vast… but she was leading the charge so he just went with it.
When they got to her place, they had some wine and chatted for a while before they… went to… the… basement…
There was a bed there, but the floor was the solid stone foundation
"Now listen Maro… not everyone could handle me… but I think you can…" Jintha disrobed
Man mages really don't wear underwear under their robes, he thought… coming back from his thought, wow she was sexy.
She raised herself on a stone platform until her groin was at his face…
She pulled his hair and brought his face closer
"Use holy judgment on your tongue" as she slapped him
Hmmm Maro never thought of doing that… he could never let this information reach the ladies in the fort.
She slapped him harder this time "I told you to do it"
He used Holy Judgement and channeled the energy into his tongue… His tongue was golden yellow and emitting a bright light… he was honestly surprised it worked.
"Now for your dinner" and she grabbed his hair and pulled it in…
The holy energy exploded from the point of impact, holy light reverberating from that point. Her body was seized and locked. Maro was stuck in the position and Jintha's eyes were rolled back and she was unresponsive.
Maro tried to break her grip… nothing… He brought her over the bed to try to shake her off but she somehow managed to grip his head tighter.
"Don't…stop… casting…" she commanded
Meanwhile at the pregnant cow brothel.
Gnarlo was a bit weirded out how Jintha knew he would be into this but he was grateful.
Big giant, tall, thick, most were on the heavier side as per Cowmen preferences… Gnarlo was in heaven.
He was feeding the Cow women cake as he was drinking milk… he should have brought more silver… he wanted to rent out the entire brothel… but the silver he brought limited him to three cows in a private room.
He was running around naked aside from his crown and scepter drinking milk from each teat… making sure there was enough cake and pastries to last the cows the entire night.
He couldn't get enough of their milk, he wanted more.
Gnarlo had a tub brought in and milked the cows to his pleasure until the tub was full.
He had one of the cows pick him up so he could jump into it, milk splashed everywhere.
Then he commanded all the cows to bathe him…
This was how a king should be treated, he thought… he needed to remember to thank Jintha tomorrow.