A faint blush spread across Ganyu's face as she awoke her mind still hazy with dreams of aether.
The early light filtering through her window illuminated her horns a familiar comfort. 
Her breasts felt full a gentle ache reminding her of her milky abundance. 
She reached out hesitantly her fingers tracing the curve of her hip. 
A deep breath and she began to massage her own breast encouraging the flow. 
The sensation was both arousing and comforting a daily ritual. 
Soon the milk began to flow a steady stream. 
She watched it with a quiet intensity a natural display. 
The milky delight was her own secret pleasure. 
Sometimes she imagined her beloved aether joining her. 
The thought made her shiver with anticipation. 
Her long blue hair cascaded down her back as she leaned into the mirror. 
A glimpse of her impressive cleavage. 
Her gaze fell to her generous bottom. 
A smile played on her lips. 
She was a vision of feminine power. 
Her body a testament to life and pleasure. 
Ganyu's daily milk was more than just nourishment. 
It was a sensual awakening a promise. 
