[M4F] Her milk heals the hero

I'm the chosen hero from the prophecy. With a sword on my back and the blessing of the king, I start my journey to defeat evil monsters and protect humanity. But to do that, I need strong companions. At least a dependable healer.

Only the church can create healers. Young women who can cast blessings and close deep wounds. According to the church, another prophecy had revealed that YOU were meant to accompany me on my journey and heal me in battle.

I happily accept you as my first companion. On our first night together, we are surrounded by orcs while we are camping. It turns to be a difficult battle that I barely get to win. I have wounds and I watch as you helplessly try all kinds of spells to heal me but nothing works. It makes me doubt if you really are the legendary healer from the prophecy. I decide it's better to ask you to go back home the next day.

That night, I try to sleep but the pain is just too much to ignore. Suddenly, I hear you moving in the darkness of the forest. You get close to me, too close. I hear you lifting your blouse and pulling a few layers down of cloth. Before I can say anything or ask you what you are doing, I feel something soft against my face. Two soft things to be precise. Then a tiny and fleshy mountain is pushed to my lips. Milk. You were giving me your milk. This feels like a dream and I soon fall asleep.

The next day, I wake up with no wounds at all. No pain. Something really healed me. It was you, your milk. I quickly try to find you and when I do, your face turns so red.

"So is that how you are supposed to heal me?"

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Hey! Very silly idea there but I'd love to find someone to roleplay this with! Tell me your favorite color when you message me please. Would love to do this in first person.