Breaking Through

Chapter 30: Breaking Through

"You believe this to be over?" the snake witch declared. 

She wasn't done for yet, even if Junk had just pounced her away. 

"Glass witchy hat!" the night whisperer whispered the name of her attack as reconstituted her hat and then threw it back at him! 

The glassed hat imprisoned the demonic night once more and pushed September and April away.

Junk, September and April were all once again divided. 

"No. No! I can't allow that to happen!" 

Bang! 

Bang! 

Bang!

The Minotaur yelled as he continued charging at the glass prison with his sharp horns.

Even though the guise had just tried imprisoning him twice this didn't mean that she was going to stop anytime soon. No. The night whisperer continued. She kept going. Keeping Junk for herself. We could still hear the sound of Junk's cum leaking all over and between September's breasts. The young elvish girl also known as April was glad September had received this gift from him but surely wished she had had the same. With Junk's load on her tits, September felt like a true woman again. It was too bad that Junk had been ripped away from her so soon. 

"Junk! Are you alright?" April asked him, worried for him.

"Darn. She took him again," September grunted. 

Junk finally turned to the snake witch he was imprisoned with. 

"What do you want, snake girl?" 

"You."

The night whisperer quickly seduced him again.

She opened her legs for him and the guardian was pushed toward her.

After all, this guise was a witch.

He was inside her prison and a vile enchantment had been cast on him. 

A seducing enchantment. 

The demonic knight had gone up to her and accepted her erotic invitation. Still ridiculously hard, he charged his big cock deep into her pussy and began fucking her again. 

Everything was connected. Every time he pushed his penis deeper inside of her, he felt like he was defeating her more and more, yet, it was all fun and games for her. The fucking was perfectly balanced and synchronized. The knight and the snake witch were synchronized. This was an erotic battle inside the see-through top hat. Junk did the best he could to win it. He was willing to do anything if that meant that he could save September and stop the night whisperer from bringing her to this witch village everyone kept talking about all the time. He was tired of this mess.. He continued charging at the glass prison  with his horns no matter what, even if he was in the middle of banging the whisperer. No matter what Junk did in his life or where he went, he seemed to be constantly confronted with this sense of isolation and imprisonment. No matter what he did, he was always confronted with these claustrophobic prisons and jails. This had to stop. He mostly didn't care if he was in that prison, but he couldn't stand the idea of September and April being in danger. 

"Let me ask you, beast, did you ever fuck her?" the night whisperer asked Junk. "Did you ever fuck her at least?" she continued, referring to September in this case. She asked him if he ever had sex with the Halloween witch, which he had, but she didn't know that and September was widely known for having this reputation of never having sex with anyone. Junk was her first and only partner. 

"Don't listen to her, Junk. She's trying to get in your head," April told him. 

"..." the Minotaur momentarily stopped, blindly charging at the glass prison. The transparent cage that he couldn't even scratch, which angered him, to say the least. "I will stop you," Junk said. 

"What did you say, beast? I didn't hear you. Speak up," she taunted him. Did everything she could to mess with him.

"I said: I will stop you!" Junk screamed at her.

"Ah! That's better! That's a lot better!" the guise replied. 

"I swear!" and just like that, Junk continued where he left off earlier. Went back to charging and violently attacking the cage with his horns at the same time as he fucked the snake witch. September observed him go. Her arms, once again crossed together underneath her big boobs. Admiring what he was doing. Admiring everything that he was willing to go through in order to protect the members of this three-persons party. Meanwhile, the snake witch was still getting roughly fucked. However, this time, Junk had changed the position in which he was having her. This time, he placed her in this doggie-style position. On her four. Down on the ground. He was still inside of her wet pussy. 

"You truly think that brute force is going to help you here?" September asked the Minotaur. Not making fun of him. But rather more seriously, asking him if this was going to help in any way. 

"Look. I don't know any other way, so if you don't suggest anything else, I am going to keep doing the same old stuff I am always doing and if I get lucky, it might just work. I just want this to be done and I want to be set from this hat jail," Junk replied to her. 

"I see. Then, you are truly a bull," she observed. Smiling. 

"What is that supposed to mean?" he asked her.

"Well, when we first met, you sure looked like a bull, but you acted more like a stag to me. You weren't anywhere near as devoted or brave as you are now. Don't make any mistakes. I still believe you are pretty stupid. But you are definitely braver and more confident now." 

"I can't believe you keep acting so cool and calm when we are in these types of dangerous situations. I don't want to lose any of you two. You could be taken to the village, and we'll never see you again. You could be killed as well. It's almost as if you want this to happen," he said. 

"On the contrary… I would never want anything such as this to happen. But I completely understand the fact that you are still not fully trusting me. Especially after I left you both as we got separated in the cave following our confrontation with Araknar. I can't blame you, or I don't want to either," September calmly told him. 

"Well, right now, it feels like you have been a lot more against us than anything else," the Minotaur never stopped attacking the cage. Ramming his big horns into it. Punching it as well. Never stopping to have sex with the snake witch at the same time…

"Ahnmn! Yes!" keeping her quite occupied. 

"You are not feeling right," September mentioned. 

"I'm stuck with her here and we are unable to defeat her no matter what we do. Of course, I am not feeling right."

"No. That's not what I meant," September stopped him.

"Then, what did you mean exactly?" he asked her.

"You are dying," she calmly announced to him.

"What?" He didn't have time for this kind of lie. 

"I can sense it based on the mana left in your body. Your vitality is down. Critically," she explained as she uncrossed her arms. 

She raised her Autumn staff in the air and…

"Halloween Blast!" she shot a magical beam of Autumn fire right through the glass witch hat.

She made an entrance of herself before stepping inside the see-through cell. 

She stood a lot closer to him. She held her right-hand closer to him. 

"Huh?"

"September, you made an entrance for us," April was so glad. 

"No! Go away, Halloween witch!" The snake witch wasn't too happy about her making a hole in her hat and joining them. 

The glass hat healed as soon as she made it inside. 

It was regenerated and now both September and Junk were stuck in it. 

"I'm too busy to listen to you right now. Sorry," he said.

"You know it. Don't you? You feel it. The lack of mana milk is killing you. I was away for too long. You are not strong enough right now to break her.. The lack of mana milk is making this impossible for you to defeat her. Assuming that you could even at full strength," she continued explaining to him. She wasn't letting this go. Even though she was speaking remarkably calmly and zen-like, the more she spoke to him, the more her words became sensual and arousing. The more she spoke to him, the more Junk was easing up. 

"Why are you telling me this? I'm fully aware that I'm dying because of the serious lack of mana milk. How about we fix that?" he turned to her, stopping fucking the snake witch for a bit. the Minotaur then suddenly coughed. He stopped one more time. He tried continuing but accidentally went down to his knees. Junk was falling apart, unfortunately. He was only a ghost of his former self when he had received the correct amount of mana milk.

"You are collapsing. We can't have this happen. Take a short break," she calmly and kindly instructed him to do as she sensually pulled on one of the jack-o-lantern breastplates which was covering her tits. She pulled on the one on the right and unleashed her boob for everyone to see. Her tits no longer of his cum on them now. The night whisperer took a brief look at her as she no longer had the guardian having sex with her.

"That's right! Feed him your milk and have him make sweet love to me again! I want more!" the snake witch commanded September to do, as if anyone could command September to do anything. 

The Minotaur couldn't help her in this state. The bull was done on the ground. The witch walked closer to him while holding the bright orange jack-o-lantern breastplate and letting her big boob bounce up and down quite freely. Doing whatever it wanted to do. Not only bouncing up and down, but also jiggling in all sorts of directions. When September made it to Junk, her shadow was looming over his body as his head was down and that he was pretty desperate. Absolutely destroyed because he was having a world of trouble getting back on his hooves. The worst thing that could be happening to him. The last thing he personally desired: Feeling useless and hopeless. 

"Look up, big boy," the dark mistress told him. 

"I can't give up now. Screw your break. Go away if you are not going to help me," he said as he finally looked up, directly noticed her naked boob. That thing was incredibly veiny. It felt like it had been a long while since her fat titties hadn't been treated right and pumped out of their milk, even though it had recently been the case. Her nipple was so long and erect that it was only asking to be sucked on. The fact that her nipple was this erect most likely meant that she was aroused, that Junk was now staring at it.

"I am trying to help you," September replied to him. 

The next second, without any shred of hesitation, the Minotaur moved his head closer to her naked boob and opened wide. She inserted her erect nipple inside of his mouth and the magic began. Literally. He started sucking on her breast and extracting her delicious and precious milk out of her body. Farming her. Harvesting her in a lot of ways. He couldn't suck her tit fast enough. He always felt like he wanted more and more. The mana milk went down his throat. He finally had something to drink. Something that was going to give him the strengths he required to defeat the night whisperer. 

"It's already much better. Isn't it?" she asked him, sensing his vitals getting better already. The Minotaur was healing. He was finally healing and gaining his usual and normal strength. 

"I've got enough for now," he said after letting her nipple come out of his mouth for the first time since he began sucking on it. 

"Are you sure?" she asked him, wanting to make sure that he was going to be okay. Okay, enough to face the infernal danger that represented the night whisperer in this perilous garden. 

"Yeah. I'm sure," Junk replied to her as he finally stood up. Finally able to be himself again. He wiped the remains of mana milk from the side of his mouth with the back of his hand. Licked said back of his hand before finally turning back to the giant top hat made of seemingly unbreakable glass. He stepped back from the glass prison a bit. Charged at it and rammed his sharp horns right into the top hat. Punching it again as well.

"What a persitant bull" the snake witch declared as she was hoping to be fucked him again instead. 

"You are much stronger now than you were before drinking my mana milk," September told him. "However. I am not sure if this is going to be anywhere near enough," the witch sensually murmured to the Minotaur. Attempting to communicate with him without the night whisperer hearing everything that she was telling him. 

"I've got to try. I've got to do my best. I probably need a bit more sex, that's all."

Still horny, he went back to the snake witch and inserted his huge cock in her pussy again! 

"Oh, yes! That was exactly what I was looking forward to!" she moaned, feeling relieved. 

Then, as the snake witch was still being smashed by him, as he was doing her doggie style, the elvish girl on the other side of the glass hat made eye contact with September. The witch nodded to her. Now, it was time to communicate with her as well. If they wanted to get out of here alive, they had to work together. 

Very well, September, April thought, understanding what the witch wanted her to do. April secretly began casting a spell while the night whisperer was too busy with Junk. Her right fist glowed bright green. Then, she shot a ball of green energy out of her fist. The ball was shot against the same area in the glass barrier where Junk was constantly charging into. It was low-key. The guise didn't notice anything. The Minotaur continued smashing the glass prison during sex. Then, all of a sudden, not too long after, the green energy ball had been shot against the interior wall of the barrier, a fissure was made into the side of the top hat. A crack. 

September noticed it. 

"This is the moment," she said to herself as she raised the jack-o-lantern breastplate she had been holding for the last few minutes in the air. She synchronized herself with the next charging attack of Junk and threw it at the same time as his horns hit the newly created crack in the barrier. When the jack-o-lantern breastplate hit the crack, a burst of orange energy could be seen, exploding all over the surrounding area where Junk was. 

"It's showtime," September said.