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Immoral Agency

We are aiming to be the number one agency in the world! Reaching high above in order to be immortalized! That is what we tell people. But… Right now in my bed. My agency’s talent is sleeping on my right… Her manager, too, is sleeping on my left. What a wild night it was. Wait! What about the shoot? What kind of agency is this? It’s a mess! No NTR! *Read in this site for pictures: https://www.scribblehub.com/series/572892/immoral-agency-illustrated-fiction/

ThanksALot · Realistic
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62 Chs

Milky Analysis

Me, Saori and Lucine are having dinner together at home. They made our dinner of fish, vegetables and some rice. I don't know what this dish is called but Saori and Lucine made it together and it's delicious.

"It scared me when there was blood at the beginning. I'm glad there were no complications," says Lucine.

Earlier today, we picked Saori up at the hospital. She underwent a checkup and stayed there for one day. Nothing was wrong with her. The doctors even commented on how healthy she was. It means I am an innocent man. Not guilty at all. Nada.

"I can work! You were serious about it too, right hubby?" says Saori.

"Of course, I am. But we need to assess your skills and appeal first."

"Am I supposed to audition? Is this a test?"

"Don't worry about that. We have a more accurate way. Me and Lucine here devised a method that's more accurate. Lucine, can you prepare now, please?"

"Okay boss," says Lucine. She leaves us to prepare the room. Saori and I clean up and we talk as we clean up the kitchen and dining room.

"I think I understand now! So Lucine has a scouting blessing! I heard about those. People with those blessings are very rare."

"Yes. They're rare, but both me and Lucine have them."

"Oh, but yours is a kind of lame though."

"What! Mine's not lame! I will concede that Lucine's blessing can get more information."

"Yours just comments if someone is hot or not. People who can see do that already."

Fair point. That kinda hurts, though. Now that I think about it. It is pretty lame.

"Anyway! Let's finish up. I'm surprised you're not trying to come on to me like before."

"Ugh. Do not remind me, please. I was out of my mind. Plus, you are the primary culprit!"

I inch closer to her and hug her from behind.

"Are you sure?"

"Wah! Stop!"

Her ears and cheeks started turning red. She shook me off and scurried away from me. Those actions made me want to grab her and hold her tight. I'm ruined. She's not seducing me this time, and I'm still aroused. If I lose control, my inner judge will find me guilty!

"We only do this if you promise me… The… fake pregnant… The thing you did before! Promise you will not do that again."

It's that simple? Not even about her career or something? Wait. I do not know how it happened. Let's tell her that.

"I don't know how that happened."

"Oh. I guess we can do it then."

What? That was too easy!

"Nevermind! We still have to assess you first. We can enjoy ourselves after."

I'm not dumb. We'll revisit this later. Saved.

We walk to the room where Lucine set up. A large bucket in the middle and a lot of containers with measurements aligned populate the table. We see Lucine is sitting on a small bed wearing only a bath towel.

"Oh, you got me," says Saori. She laughs and began undressing. I keep quiet.

"Sis! Stop undressing! We really will assess you! Why are you keeping quiet, boss? This is work!" says Lucine.

Sorry. Instinct.

"Really?" says Saori.

"Yes, sis, it's true!"

"So, how does this work?"

"Sis you pose, sing or do an act. Then boss will…"

"It's better to just start. Saori, can you sit there and smile?" I say.

We begin.

Lucine faces and looks at Saori, soon her eyes change. Her pupils change into something that looks like a target or crosshair. They look extraordinary. I pull her bath towel down and start caressing her bountiful bosom. My fingers then move to her nipples and I squeeze them. Milk pours out. Lots of it.

All the milk redirects towards the bucket as if it was magic. Well… I think it is magic.

Saori's blushing while I'm doing this. I squeeze one last time and it's run out. Lucine goes limp in my arms.