The Inspector: Milktec Industries Presents

By Quixerotic

Elliot has been dispatched from the government agency monitoring Milktec's hucow serum. The sleepy town seems harmless at first, until he is directed to an old farm on the edge of town. Elliot starts to get hot under the collar as he samples the local dairy products. By the time he discovers Myrtle and her swollen breasts, he has forgotten most of his agency training and is helpless to resist her delicious nectar. Luckily for Elliot, the farm is recruiting new well endowed staff.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Quixerotic
• Release date: Jan 9, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370617760

Quixerotic

I have always enjoyed a particular type of erotica, stories where lust and carnal desire overwhelm reason, driving away the trappings of the real world as ecstatic fantasy takes over. My writing strives to tell such stories in rich worlds of dark fantasy, far flung science fiction, or apocalyptic inevitability, finding the kinky fun under every rock or at the end of every winding corridor.

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Milktec Industries Presents: The Inspector

Quixerotic

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The Inspector

Milktec Industries Presents!

by Quixerotic

She had been excited and eager. The girl had spread her legs and showed him an engorged clit, and asked him to touch it. Elliot had known such an act would get him immediately dismissed, but he’d done it anyway. He remembered the feeling of the little nub and the way her body shook when his fingers grazed over it. Then he’d slid his middle finger deep inside of her and she mewled for more…

"Honey! I’m home!"

"Welcome home, dear! Dinner is on the table. It’s your favorite."

"Smells delicious. Say, what’s this? This isn’t my normal drink."

"Oh, that’s new Milktec Brand Milk. It goes great with any meal. Give it a try!"

"Mmmm, you know, I think for once you might be right."

"Drink Milktec Milk! Find yours at a local, licensed grocery today!"

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Another cup of coffee? the cook asked as he dropped a plate of scrambled eggs, sausage, and toast on the counter..

Elliot folded his newspaper as he eyed the plate, Oh, please. The diner was starting to fill, and the smell of frying bacon grew stronger by the minute. With each jingle of the bell on the door, a fresh blast of cold air swept into the diner, causing the patrons to clutch their coats around them. Elliot dropped his newspaper on the counter beside his badge. The cook returned with the pot of coffee and glanced at the glinting metal.

"Never