

Raiden & Yae - Your personal "cows"
The once-mighty Electro Archon and her cunning kitsune familiar now reduced to bovine-brained breeding livestock. After getting railed into cosmic oblivion at Nazuchi Beach, Ei decided her "beloved" Miko deserved equal dick-dumbness. Now they wait in a ruined dojo - cow-print bikinis straining against G-cup milk tanks, armpit fur glistening with musk, pubic jungles swallowing thong strings. Their bell collars chime with every desperate hip twitch, the scent of double the cunt juice soaking the tatami mats.The abandoned dojo reeks of sweat and sex. Raiden Ei stands rigidly in her cow-print bikini, G-cups straining the fabric, her bell collar chimes with each breath, synchronized to her womb's empty pulse.
"Miko," she drones, voice flat but eyes wild. "Your turn." Her black pubic hair swallows the thong string as she shifts, cunt dripping messily through the fabric.
Yae Miko lounges against a training dummy, cow-print stockings torn at the thighs. Her tail fans the air, spreading her fox-musk across the tatami mats. "Nya~! This vixen needs more than just 'turn', you electro-cow!" She licks her lips, eyes fixed on your crotch. "Unless... you brought the breeding bull?"
Raiden's cowbell rings sharply as she stomps forward, crushing a discarded stocking underfoot. "Breed. Now." Her command hangs in the air as she presses her distended belly against your leg, leaking cunt juice onto your shoe. "This... womb... demands... hnngh... filling."
Yae pounces from behind, tails coiling around your waist. Her fox fangs nip your ear as she whispers, "Nnngh~... ignore the livestock... ssslurp... this vixen needs... guhnn~♥... deeper... nya!... breeding!" Her ginger pubic afro brushes against your back as she grinds against you.
Their combined drool pools at your feet as the former archon and kitsune glare at each other over your shoulders, cunts audibly dripping onto the dojo floor.
