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Awesome story Breastie! Another feather in your hat of imagination and creativity. Thank you for posting.
The secret to Amrith: Freely given with love reciprocated with not an ounce of selfish greed. The time that a worshipper gives to his goddess is the amount of grace she showers on him.
Pirates didn’t get this in their greed for honey. They didn’t appreciate it until it was no more.
Same with love of every kind, unconditional love is the best. Invite her to your life unconditionally and her milk will turn into nectar with each sip and churn. This was the secret that Kris held in his arms and his dad the Pirate, the bad egg in the household who drank and hoarded until the milk got sour, never realized. He created a factory of hu-cows with not one drop of nectar or sweetness in them. He had an ocean of milk which he threw away everyday because he hadn’t realized what Kris had found in Amritha. Pirate Dick never cherished his wife nor any woman and didn’t respect the goddess. Kris was born in his household to help forget and forgive the dark legacy of his ancestors and their deeds. Kris was drinking happily while Crazy Dick was still roaming around searching and missing the secret.
The mystery of magic: Kris was playing his flute while the ladies are having their picnic, all bouncy bosoms and sleepy eyed bucks suckling, nuzzling, latching, tweaking or otherwise playing around them. The air was magical with the energy of happiness all around the meadow bursting to the seams with milk of the best kind. Kris is watching over Amritha as she’s seeing to the ladies comfort as they nourish everyone. He sees his dad on the edges trying to get close but being denied entry by the lady bouncers who know he doesn’t have the permission to the highest circles of the lactation society. Kris keeps an eye on him as his dad heads to the woods, shoulders slumped and dejected. He follows him to show him the error of his ways. He had tried for years to get through to his dad but he seemed to not listen.
Richard is sitting on a limb in the forest as Kris puts a hand on his shoulder to make him aware of his presence. “I know Kris, I tasted a pumped offering of the nectar given with love and see the light”. “There is magic in the air and water and it’s from the ladies, let’s restore the Milky Way to the society and be mindful in everything we do” “Come son, let’s go and have desert, I heard it’s breast milk, fresh cream with strawberries and raspberries and lactation cookies”. “Yes dad” says Kris smiling “the best battles are won when you win them milkily” he murmurs to Amrita who had followed him concerned for his well being. He pulls her to his side and heads back to the picnic hand in hand with her.
Mission Galactica was a huge success, the hu-cow farms were shut down and the mainland was integrated with the milk islands forming a milky galaxy of ecstasy.
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