Chapter #11Lupa's big, milky sister by: Unknown Ducking under the door, you breath a sigh of relief, hoping Lupa won't find you in here. Looking around, you can tell the apartment is belongs to someone creepy: horror movie posters line the walls, the bookshelves have horror books on them, and a plastic skeleton is sitting on the couch.
You then saw the owner of the apartment and gulped in fear. You had heard that one of Lupa's sisters moved in a while ago, and that werewolf was sitting on the couch next to the skeleton, watching Saw. The werewolf had to be around 900 feet. Her fur was as ivory, the color of a elephant tusk. She had short, black hair you could tell was dyed and red eyes. She had some pretty beefy arms and legs, but her most obvious feature were her breasts. They were massive, filling up her lap easily. Just from looking at her, you could tell she was a goth. She was wearing a black bra, a black corset you could barely see, a black thong, and black thigh high heeled boots.
Suddenly, she started sniffing the air. She must be smelling you. Looking, she sees you near the door. Slowly, she got up from her seat and walked over to you. When she got to you, she bent down and picked you up to look at you better. The whole time, you heard a sloshing sound coming from her breasts. That's when you realized that she must have Lactose Overload Syndrome. It was a medical condition that only affected female werewolves, succubi, and gargoyles. It made their breasts insanely large and filled them to the brim with milk, but they could never lactate it.
The werewolf was still looking at you. From up close, you saw she had black lipstick on. Finally, she opened her mouth. "Are you hiding from my sister?" She asked. "I could hear her outside."
You gulped. "Yeah. She was going to eat me."
"Of course she was. I always tell her 'You shouldn't eat human's. Their living things like you.' But she never listens." From that, you guessed she likes humans. "Well, don't worry. I won't let her find you. I'm Aiba by the way." She said.
"Oh, like that-" You started to say before being cut off.
"Yes. Like the nursemaid of Greek Legends. Don't remind me. Lupa already makes fun of my breasts, I'd rather you didn't start. Just because her breasts aren't as amazing and perfect as mine doesn't give her the right to mock them."
You could tell you hit a nerve. "Sorry. I'm RL."
Before Aiba could reply, there was a knock on the door. "Crap. That might be Lupa. Better hide you." She said. Then she stuffed you in her cleavage, deep enough so no one could see you. Over all the sloshing, you heard her open the door. The person who was knocking was...
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