Watching this scene unfold, Faen shook his head in absolute amazement and sighed:
"I always feel like with continuous 'training,' setting aside how fast they get stronger, every single one of them gets incredibly wet. The juices just keep flowing like an endless river."
"I don't think it's entirely Vi's fault."
Picking up a coffee saucer and taking a delicate sip, Caitlyn sat elegantly in her seat. Crossing her long legs clad in black pantyhose, she said:
"Every time you fuck us, you thrust all the way to the absolute bottom in one go. You conquer us using the most brutal methods, pumping our wombs completely full with your thick, yogurt-and-cheese-like, pale yellow life essence, basically marinating us from the inside out.
"In order to make it easier for you to use us, to let you thrust all the way to the hilt smoothly, it's perfectly understandable that our bodies have morphed into these dripping wet, slutty states."
Saying this, Caitlyn took another sip. She then looked over at Vi and chuckled:
"However, I must admit, darling, you truly have unique insights when it comes to developing Vi.
"Even I didn't expect that this star female Enforcer—hailed as a role model for the Twin Cities—would secretly run around the city wearing a little skirt like this, constantly leaking her juices everywhere. I imagine even the Zaunite whores of the past wouldn't act this cheap."
While speaking, a smile surfaced on the corners of Caitlyn's lips as she watched Vi, who had just been fingered by Jinx a few times and climaxed immediately, currently twitching and convulsing rhythmically on the floor.
She then casually kicked off her high heels—which she had specifically worn to make it more convenient for Faen to use her—extended her foot, and lightly stepped onto Vi's face. Stepping back and forth on her cheek, she said:
"But this is probably exactly what Vi desires most—to join us as our darling's absolute favorite playthings..."
Being stepped on the face by Caitlyn, the dazed and dizzy Vi completely failed to realize what was happening. She just lay there with a silly, besotted grin, sticking out her tongue to lick Caitlyn's foot.
But shortly after, as if realizing something, she shook her head, turned, and crawled toward Faen. Like a puppy competing for its master's affection, she nuzzled and rubbed her face back and forth between Faen's legs.
Faen merely patted Vi's head, then shoved his thick meat rod directly down Vi's throat.
Looking from the side, a distinct, bulging outline immediately appeared along Vi's slender neck.
However, Faen didn't pay too much attention to Vi this time. He just let her keep it in her mouth to clean him off and act as a temporary storage space. He then shifted his focus to Tristana and the others nearby.
The sudden arrival of so many people obviously left Tristana a bit dumbfounded.
Especially upon realizing that not only was everyone entirely unsurprised by Faen's actions, but they also acted completely accustomed to them. This made Tristana seriously doubt if there was something wrong with her own mindset for finding all this so bizarre. After all, everyone else seemed to think this was perfectly normal.
While Tristana was still lost in thought, Faen spoke up: "There are quite a few of us here. If we don't squeeze together, we might not all fit."
As he spoke, Faen waved his hand. Suddenly, Tristana felt the surrounding water vapor gently lift her up into the air. Before she could even react, her body flew toward Faen and landed directly onto his lap.
And exactly as Faen had said, the space and seating here were quite limited to begin with. The moment Tristana vacated her original spot, the others immediately filed into the booth and barely managed to squeeze in, though it was still quite tight.
As for Tristana, she instinctively looked down.
Greeting her eyes was Vi, kneeling right between Faen's legs. Her eyes glazed over in ecstasy, the continuous bobbing and sucking of her mouth formed a distinct outline, stretching her throat out noticeably.
And now, sitting in Faen's lap, accompanied by Vi plunging down for another deep throat, Tristana—wearing her sports underwear that fit like a second skin—felt her little clitoris suddenly enveloped in a wet, scalding warmth. The intense wave of pleasure was far stronger than when Faen had previously pried her pussy petals apart and teased her with his fingers.
Although it lacked the satisfying fullness of being penetrated, just the thought that this was coming from Vi's mouth and tongue sent an incredibly profound thrill and shock through Tristana's core.
After this, Faen suddenly grabbed Vi by the hair and forcefully pressed down. As if realizing what was happening, a flushed red bloom spread across Vi's face, and she excitedly let out muffled whimpering sounds.
Immediately after, Tristana clearly heard the sound of thick fluids loudly pumping down a pipe. After trembling slightly, a moment later, Vi threw her head back, spitting out the thick cock buried deep in her throat, and leaned against the sofa nearby, panting weakly.
This clearly should have been a form of torture. Right now, Vi didn't just look out of breath; there were even crystalline tears glistening at the corners of her eyes. But Tristana could definitively confirm that Vi wasn't the least bit sad about it.
In fact, quite the opposite. As the life essence was pumped into her stomach, a visible look of sheer excitement and elation blossomed on Vi's flushed, tear-stained face. That kind of heartfelt, genuine joy absolutely could not be faked.
Before this, Tristana actually thought that the elegant girl in the top hat and black pantyhose, as well as the girl with the long twin blue braids, had some sort of grudge against Vi. Otherwise, they wouldn't have intentionally humiliated her like that.
But who would have thought that upon seeing Vi get exactly what she wanted, the two of them dialed back their teasing. They even helped lift Vi up to rest beside them, patting her back soothingly while letting her lie sideways across their laps to prevent her from passing out on the floor in her lust-addled daze.
Seemingly noticing the confusion in Tristana's eyes, Caitlyn shrugged and said:
"Our shared identity is being Faen's sex slaves, but we are also intimate family. It's just that the way we interact is different from ordinary people. However, you can rest assured about one thing: we aren't bullying Vi. Vi absolutely loves this. It helps her relax, and it helps Jinx and me relax too."
Tristana didn't understand, but Tristana was deeply shocked.
Sensing Tristana's shock, Caitlyn shrugged again and said: "This is all thanks to our darling's 'training'~ Mmm, although it sounds a bit strange to say it like that, I think you'll understand exactly how it feels very soon, Miss Yordle~"
Saying this, Caitlyn winked playfully at Tristana. She then extended a finger and pointed right between Tristana's legs.
Looking down, the thing that had previously been stuffed down Vi's throat had already been pulled out. Exposed to the air, the thick, heavily-veined meat rod clearly showed absolutely no signs of going soft despite its continuous output.
Instead, Tristana could clearly see pale yellow, thick milky cum still oozing and bubbling out from the hole at the tip of the giant mushroom head.
Accompanied by its rich, heavy musk, it stood tall and proud once again right between her thighs.