Beelstarmon grumbles embarrassed to even have to ask help for something like this. But she doesn’t got much of a choice, she approaches the woman zipping down the zipper of her garment and throwing it the side. “I don’t care how you do it I just want to be back to normal”

“Uh the name is Beelstarmon” The digital monster woman responds. She sighs thinking of how to phrase her words, before muttering under her breath “I need you to milk my tits”

“I need well” She pauses almost buffering as she tries to get the words out of her mouth. With a sigh and mutters under her breath “I need you to milk my breast”

“I need help with-“ Beelstarmon pauses looking at the woman, “uh with this” she says gesturing to her enlarged chest. She has slight tint of red on her face while saying this “I got hit with something, and need help getting rid of the excess ‘data’”

Beelstarmon sighs “This ‘bomb ass rack’ as you put it is the trouble” she says gesturing to her chest. “I need help with” she pauses a small tint of red appearing on her cheeks as she thinks of how to phrase it, “Removing the excess data from my body. So my chest will return to normal”

As her milk flows her breast do begin to shrink slowly becoming a more normal size. Still larger then they normally are for her, but not large enough to be hindrance. Besides having to get new clothes.

“H-hey slow down?!” She protest but doesn’t take any action to actually stop him. Her breathing increases her moans growing more frequent with each second as the flow of her milk keeps going. Her face has gone red with heat her thighs rubbing getting more aggressive+

Her thighs rub together eyebrow twitching. The feeling of her nipples leaking having a greater effect on her then she was expecting.

She softly bites her lip as the sucking gets rougher, and he pinches her nipple. “H-hey you don’t have to do it that hard. I’m not a-“ before she can finish her protest her words are cut off from a moan escaping her lips. As soft and tasty digital milk leaked from her nipples. +

“Wh-what no that not-. Just keep sucking!” She stammered the blush on her face getting brighter and brighter. But as much as Beelstarmon tried she can’t deny that is she getting turned on more and more with each second.

Beelstarmon stood there her arms under her breast holding them up. A soft huff escaped her lips feeling Fenrir tongue lick the ring of her nipple, and his soft fur hand rub the other. “Show you getting worked up!” She muttered under her breath.

“I don’t know just-!” She take a huff removing the zipper and throwing her garment to the side. “I don’t care how you do it I just want to be back to normal. So just like help please??”

She grumbled hearing the wolf man chuckle “I got sloppy in my last job and got hit by a wired ‘attack’, and it made me like this!” She says gesturing to her enlarged chest. “And I need help getting the uh, data, out.”

Beelstarmon gets closer and turns her backside to the two. She bends back planting her round behind right on their faces. She rubs her ass on them getting a comfortable spot and letting out a sigh of relief to finally be able to relax. “You two are so comfortable~”

Beelstarmon smirks looking at the two. She rises up and stretches her back pushing out her butt as she does so “you know infact yes. I would love to have my pillows now~”

The jab launches beetstarmon up into the air making her grit her teeth. She spins in the air her muffler rising and changing shape into large crow like wings. She laughs spitting onto the ground “not bad buddy not bad at all~”