Sharp, agonizingly loud ringing of a piece of metal whacking between two bells sounded off, and Bailey was ripped out of his blissful sleep.
He jolted awake beneath the warm covers of his bed, and angrily reached out to slap at the screaming alarm clock. Missing the first few swipes but eventually managing to clap down on the rude device. Sleepily, the slender form within the blankets managed to lift itself up and peak open two tired blue eyes. "Uggggggghhh..." He groaned looking at the clock, reading five in the morning and fell back into his pillow. Knowing that this was his fate for the next several months to be awake this early. His muffled soft voice spoke into the pillow, "...day one..."
Waking up this early was definitely going to take some getting use to, but it's what he signed up for. So tiredly, Bailey dragged himself out of the comforting warmth of his bed, and shambled his way over to the bathroom. Shimmying out of the pair of white undies he slept in the night before, he reached over to the shower handle and twisted it on.
The piping hot water on his skin was just what he needed to help him wake up, he involuntarily let out a moan when it hit him. Running his hands through his long shoulder length mop of blonde hair, the desire to just stay in this shower stall forever was strong.
But, he had a farm to tend to.
He took a deep breath and grabbed up the soap, lathering it up in the spray before running it along his 5'6 frame. His body was slim, a very slender build with not much muscle, but he was hoping that would change after his first few months working here. Farm work was considered by many to be a strenuous workout, so maybe it would help him man up a bit.
"Farming is one of the most masculine things you can do! Plus, can't forget about who you're going to be tending to the whole time." A tiny smirk crawled to his face as he recalled what exactly his main position was all about. "No one else here except you, and the monster girls." This thought filled him with even more energy and motivation to get out of the shower.
Bailey had been given a special job for his summer vacation, his family owned a farm down south that harbored many types of extra species creatures. More commonly referred to as, 'Monster Girls.' His parents were gone on a long business trip for the next few months so the care of the land, animals, and the girls was left to him. Now he had never actually tended to the farm before, being more of a city boy himself. But there was no way he was going to pass up such a golden opportunity!
After scrubbing his hair and rinsing the rest of the soap off of his pale skin, which he also hoped would tan soon, he shut off the water and hopped out of the stall.
He quickly dried himself off with one of the many large fluffy towels and nearly skipped back to his bedroom butt naked to get dressed. His whole life, Bailey wanted nothing more than to be the big guy with a pretty girl at his side that every other girl envied. Women wanted him, and men wanted to be him, kind of situation.
But he was stuck as a virgin and had never even been kissed yet, so that way if he could maybe meet a super cute monster girl, put on some flirty moves and actually score for once in his life. He'd be the envy of every man in the town!
The thought made him pause as he bent over to look through his drawers for clothes. The supple curve of his ass and his slender, smooth legs casting a shadow on the floor.
"Today's the day." He said determined, fastening the straw hat over his head and tucking his long blonde locks beneath it, blinking a few times as several strands fell through the front and dangled in his eyes. He brushed them away and ruffled his shirt, a plaid button up with relaxed fit blue jeans and some thick brown mud boots with matching gloves. "Today's the day...I'm a man." Bailey said confidently, stepping in strides down the stairs of the farm house and heading to the front door. "Time to get to work." He grabbed the handle and threw the doorway open, rushing outside into the bright early morning sun.
WHACK
A massive wall of muscle and what felt like jean material mixed with fur crashed into Bailey and sent him falling over face first into the grass outside his home. He let out a high-pitched 'Owwww!' As he felt the rough ground give him a few good scrapes beneath his clothes while he tumbled repeatedly until ending on his back.
He laid there motionless for a few moments, it felt like he was hit by a truck! There were two suns in his vision as the impact dazed him heavily. However, a large looming shadow appeared suddenly and obscured the bright orb in the sky to look down on him.
"Hey! Ya'll okay?"
"Uuugggghh...wha..?" His vision was still double for a moment, but began to clarify as the figure drew in closer.
The shadow obscuring the face of the person became clearer, amber eyes sparkling in the indirect sunlight with two black lines on her cheeks. The shadowed silhouette of two large horns above an oval shaped face looking down at him concerned. "Dang, Sorry 'bout that. I went an dropped ya like a big ole' clutz."
It felt as if Bailey's pupils dilated, looking up from his position at the radiant visage of this woman above him. The light brightening her mostly golden locks giving them a shimmer even where the strands turned to black along the sides, and all the way down on the tips which she kept tied back in a ponytail. Also he noticed that there were two slightly floppy cow-like ears poking out the sides of her hair. He took a moment to take in the visual, not responding to her apology and just looked her over in shock and awe. She wore a pair of jean overalls which went all the way down to about mid-thigh where her legs were exposed. That's where, aside from the horns, her most distinct inhuman feature was present, her hooved feet.
Oh, and of course the obvious bovine-like tail carefully swishing behind them.
He blinked, "Uuuuh...uuuhh..." Unable to form words, but still able to think as he realized what it was leaning down over him. "A...monstergirl...a real monstergirl..." This was the closest Bailey had ever been to the species, he'd heard all about them and even seen them on TV. But this was the first he'd ever been in, literally, direct contact with.
Her head tilted, "Ya'll alright? I knock ya on your noggin?" She suddenly reached out and ran her head along the voluminous yellow locks of Baileys hair. His straw hat having fallen off during the fall gave her access to feel along his skull for a bump. She needed to squat down closer in order to do this due to her towering height, even though he was laying prone Bailey was pretty sure she was insanely tall. But when she did this she drew in much closer to him, the glare of the sun becoming more hidden by her back and allowing him to get an even better look. Her overalls had a few rips in the knees and around her neck was a studded black collar with a small cow bell dangling along the center. She was very well muscled along her arms, but not so much to make her look unfeminine, and her skin was sun kissed. Quite the opposite of Bailey's paleness, "Hmm, I ain't feelin nothing." As her lips moved he caught sight of a yellow oat stalk, caught between her teeth and being chewed as she spoke. "Well, you ain't talkin so I must've knocked something out of place. Here," She said and in a smooth transition, she took hold of Baily around the waist and fireman style lifted him straight up off the ground.
"Ahh! Wha-" He yelped, surprised by the incredible strength she showed literally taking him off the ground and hauling him over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Turning away from his house then heading in the direction to the farmstead.
"Don't you worry boy, just gotta take you down to the farm. I'll patch you up real nice." She said leaning over to pick up his hat and her hatchet she left on the ground. Then proceeded to walk over towards the barn where Bailey was initially planning on heading anyway.
Bailey felt like he should protest, he arched his back to lean up as high as he could and opened his mouth to speak. But truthfully, he didn't know what to say, 'unhand me monstergirl I work here?' no, he didn't want to come off as rude. Especially since it seemed like she was just trying to help, and hey, she technically was saving him the long walk over to the barn in the hot sun.
So although he was still a little rattled from the impact of her body, he elected to just simply lay against her back. His body bouncing in rhythm with her steps as he awaited their arrival.
Now Cathyl had lifted up plenty of folks before, especially the twins whenever they decided to run amok around here. But for this boy she just stumbled upon, she almost found it comical how light he was and how willingly he was allowing her to lug him around. The twins usually liked to fuss when Cathyl had to pick them up, but this one was just laying in her hold occasionally making soft confused noises. His weight comparable to a half-full sack of wheat, she smirked, "Well he may be light but damn, this boys got some hips!" She thought, casting a sidelong glance over to the swell of his butt, pert out over her bicep and her cheek immediately touching the jeans there. "I don't know who ya'll are blondie, but it's always nice to have a cute boy with a big butt to look at round here."
She took him all the way over to the red wood building, entering through the large front doors, into the interior. Bales of hay wrapped in cordage were stacked up on all sides and close to the entryway as well. Several stables lined the walls but no horses or cows inhabited them, only some large sacks, barrels, and basins filled with water. A ladder lead up to a second floor hayloft but Bailey couldn't see much of it from down here.
Especially as his world flipped once again when Cathyl heaved him over her shoulder, plopping the small boy down onto one of the single stacked piles of hay.
"Ouff!" He huffed from the unceremonious landing, but this way since he was raised up on a high pile, Cathyl could get a better look over him since he was closer to eye level with her. If she just set the little thing down on his feet, he'd barely reach the up to the bottom of her tits being that she was 7'7. Not even counting her upward pointing horns.
"Alright now lemme get a good look at ya." She brought her hands up and cupped his face, still having to lean down to get closer to him from the height difference. Bailey felt his breath leave him when she took hold of his cheeks, the amber eyes gazing intently into his own baby blues. Then around the rest of his face, even turning his head side to side to look him over. "Hmmm, couple scuffs and scrapes but nothin' bad." He sort of heard her words, far too overwhelmed with the impossible beauty of this monster girl. She looked so rugged, a little dirt smudged here and there on her face and skin, but so womanly.
He was completely taken with her, "She's so...beautiful." It felt like he was looking at her through a blurry haze of golden flowery fields. Bailey had seen some cute girls before back in school, but this...this wasn't a stereotypical teeny bopper. This was a woman! And she was so close he could smell the earthy scent radiating from her slightly sweaty body. Probably from working all day on the farm. "Wait, that's right. She's a monster girl so she must work here." He felt his heart pick up the pace of it's beats with excitement at the prospect of spending more time with this newly met Minotaur. Especially as she gave him a little hint of a smile after releasing his cheeks.
"Hmm...very cute." Cathyl thought as she finished scanning his body for any bad injuries. He did take a full on hit from her running at max speed so she was surprised he was only left with some cuts and bruises. Plus when she held his face in her hands, the skin was so incredibly soft. Running the tips of her fingers along his cheeks felt like touching a virgin's thighs. "Heh, wonder if this lil' thing is a virgin?" She thought deviously with a slight smile, poor thing didn't look like he'd ever worked a day in his life. Nor felt the touch of a woman judging by his current expression.
"Ya'll look like you'll be okay. Your clothes though, they took a beatin'." She told him, his outfit seemed to suffer the most damage from their accident, she knocked him right into the dirt and now he had brown soil marks all over his clothes. "Come here hun, I'll pat you down and wash ya up." She said taking hold of him again by his hips, and lifting him effortlessly off of the hay bales, down back onto the ground.
Bailey blinked at being so easily lifted around, and did so again as she bent over to begin wiping some of the dirt off of his shirt. From this angle, as she leaned over and patted the front of his torso, followed by his knees and thighs. Not only did he feel a jumpstart to his core from her touches, but he got an eye boggling view down her overalls. And while she looked to be wearing a black and white spotted bikini top bra beneath them, the view of her hefty cleavage was enough to send a lightning bolt down into Bailey's loins.
He nearly gasped at the view, feeling a bead of sweat dripping down his temple that may or may not have been caused by the heat. Her breasts jiggled and bounced with every pat she gave him, her own trickles of sweat starting to swim down her clavicle, past her solar plexus and dipping into the valley of her bosom that Bailey so longed to follow into. "Oh wow..." He thought to himself, gaze transfixed and unmoving.
Completely unaware that Cathyl had caught him staring at her about two seconds after he started looking. "Well, well...pervy little boy ain't ya?" She thought finishing up brushing the dirt from his front. "I think two can play at that game." She then decided that would be the time to clean off his backside, since of course both sides of his body got dirtied up in the fall, it was only fair.
She shifted around to lean over his left, "Now let's just get back here..." She spoke, pretending not to have noticed his leering. Poor thing was already turning pink as is, just looking at her milk makers, no need to turn him beet red by saying he was caught.
But what she did next wasn't exactly much better for saving him some embarrassment. She scanned over his back and the loose-fitting jeans that he tried to hide his wide hips and bubble butt in. There was no way though that they could be concealed, she could easily tell that he had his own money maker back there, and she chewed her bottom lip at the sight. "Now that's what I'm talkin' about. Hell yeah..." She thought raising her hand and patting his lower back and booty.
On the first touch he jumped, flinching away and Cathyl quickly reassured him, "Ya'll got plenty a dirt back here too. My fault, lemme just cleanup for ya a bit, then I'll get some water." She patted him again, making sure she got a good swipe along his butt. "Damn hun...gotta be more careful out here."
Bailey nodded his head and finally managed to open his mouth, not to gawk, but to speak. "I uh...I'm sorry I didn't see you coming. It's my first day working here..."
She patted his rear again, taking more particles of dirt off his pants and allowing his succulent ass to bounce once more. She continued to chew her lip at the sight, almost breaking the small oat stalk between her teeth. "Really now? Ya'll ever worked on a farm before?"
He shook his head this time, "No..."
"Hmm..." She thought for a moment, an idea suddenly beginning to percolate in her mind. "Really now? There's lots of long hot days of work to be done out here hun, and you look about as soft as a fresh peach. You sure you picked the right job in the middle o' the country?" She stood up, finished with patting him down, and walked over to a large barrel a few feet away.
When he heard that, some of his embarrassment managed to recede and swap out with determination. "Yes, I know I picked the right job. Or well...my parents' sort of picked it for me..." He confessed, remembering that if it wasn't for their trip he would still probably be in the city. "But yes, I'm sure, I'm ready to tackle the work load!"
"Heh..." Cathyl quietly chuckled.
"I'm ready to take on the hardest work there is to prove myself, I'll lift heavy bales of hay, I'll ride in the tractor, anything to show that I can do it." He puffed out his chest a bit confidently. "I can be the man you need for the job, just show me what I've gotta do."
Cathyl glanced back at him, his tiny, petite frame, the strands of long blonde hair falling from under his hat which he apparently put back on as she walked away. His scrawny arms, shapely hips, small feminine hands. She quirked an eyebrow at him, after he finished his statement, having to hold back the urge to smile. "This poor thing has never worked a day in his life." She easily concluded, now it was starting to make sense and her idea from a second ago was starting to become even sweeter sounding then before.
She tugged a rag out of one of her overalls pockets and dunked it in the barrel of cool water. "Well...if you anna get stronger, prove yourself or somthin' like that. You'll definitely do so by workin' here." She returned back over to where he stood and once again cupped his chin in her hand, "I know I'm already behind in my work on account of our little scuffle." She gently tapped the wet cloth to his dirt smudged cheek.The coldness feeling great on his skin in contrast to the hot air, he gave her a sheepish smile, "Yeah...um...sorry about that. I jumped out the door without looking where I was going."
"Don't be sorry hun'." She continued to carefully clean him up, wringing out the cloth to the side of them and wiping him down a little more, moistening his reddened features. "I'll make ya a deal." She begun, ready to put her devious plan into motion now, "How bout we make it up to each other hmm? I can show you the ropes about working on the farm, the best things to do that'll toughen you up. And you can make it up to me but lightening my own workload, sound good?"
Bailey had to close his eyes as the cool rag went over his forehead, but then blinked happily up at her, "Yes! I'd love that." He said enthusiastically.
Cathyl smiled down at him, "I'm pretty crap at rememberin' names but, I think I'll put in a better effort to remember the one that's attached to a cute face like yours." She flirted, "If you'll let me know what it is o' course."
That made Bailey's heart practically jump for joy hearing her say that, calling him cute, tilting his face up to hers while she washed it gently. His smile grew, "It's Bailey." She could see the most adorable set of pearly white teeth behind his soft pink lips. One hundred percent kissable, and without a doubt, his eyes were the prettiest set of baby blues she had ever encountered.
She returned the smile down at him, "And ya'll can call me Cathyl." The rag softly brushed his cheek again, his smaller face still cradled in her hands, almost like she was about to pull him up for a kiss.
But in that moment, she suddenly felt an achy sensation coming from her breasts. She almost winced from it but held back the urge to do so with him looking right at her, it took her by surprise at first, but she quickly remembered what the source of the tender feeling was.
"Is it that day already? Crap...I'll have to get him through work quick if I wanna spare him the embarrassment, and myself..." She thought, looking over his pale face and heart melting smile, it started to stir up certain, 'feelings' within her abdomen. Plus that fucking amazing booty he tried to hide wasn't exactly not drawing her attention every moment she was near it.
She could feel herself getting aroused near him, and on her schedule, arousal only served to speed up the clock which she needed to follow EXACTLY, otherwise her titties would start to get angry.
"Well, let's get goin' shall we?" She asked, breaking eye contact and moving away from Bailey to toss the wet rag onto the rim of the water barrel. "Time to show you what you're gonna be doin' on our farm every day." Hopefully she'd make it until sundown at least, and she'd need to avert her attention to anything other than his gluteus region.
Or else she would need to be milked muuuuch sooner...
Bailey however, perked up at hearing this. "Alright! I'm ready!"
Four Hours Later
"I was not ready..."
"C'mon, put your back into it!" Cathyl playfully shouted from behind him, watching the poor small boy struggle with the pile of three logs on his back.
He groaned and grunted while struggling to walk, Cathyl had just cut down huge piles of wood to be hauled around the farm for fire and fencing, and he was having to carry it with her, back and forth up the hill back to the farm where it was piled.
Sweat flowed freely down his face making him glisten in the eternally blazing sun, "Uuuuugghhhhh..." He moaned, his back feeling weak, legs wobbly, this had been the hardest day of his young eighteen-year long life. Cathyl had broken him in good and hard for his first day, she did actually have him lift a bale of hay like he said he would. But it felt as if he was lifting an anvil rather than a bunch of compacted straw.
He also had to sheer sheep, herd cattle, chase around chickens, tangle with pigs, and lift sack after sack after sack of potatoes, veggies, and grain.
His fragile body was ready to collapse and the day wasn't even half over.
"Lift with your legs boy, come on, squat with them if you need to, trust me it works." Cathyl continued to tease him from behind, grinning and getting yet another good long look at his behind while she easily carried her own bundle of logs and trusty hatchet.
She promised him that she'd give him a good work day, to help him get stronger of course.
In his lower areas...
Lifting heavy items with his back and walking around with them, she made him do a loooot of walking, squatting, and not much actual physical labor that required muscle. She did all the arm work, while watching his sweet rear end stretch against those baggy pants. Damn things trying to cover up his ass, should be considered a crime for doing such a thing.
Needless to say, Cathyl as having the time of her life both getting what she wanted, and giving him what he wanted in a way too. The only downside though was that the damn thing between her legs kept telling her to think of doing vile things with that boys booty. And in turn, made her hornier, and hornier as the day went on, which in turn, caused her breasts to continue to ache.
"Nnf..." She chewed on her stalk harder, her hand gripping the wood shaft of her axe a little harder. "Come on girl...you can wait to be milked just one day, it can't be that ba-ooohh!" She nearly stumbled as she felt her nipples pulse with sudden need. She was overdue to be milked by about two hours now, and with her little 'friend' downstairs constantly making her brain think dirty thoughts, her nipples hardened. She was afraid that if they started leaking it would be very easily spotted.
Not many knew about what Cathyl had down below, it was something only monstergirls like her carried that made their biology act different then most. Most of the time, having the equipment she did, was considered by her as a blessing.
But right now she felt it was more of a curse, and chastised herself for not thinking ahead. "Hnnng...ooowww...come on just...just hold out a little longer...and stop looking at that boys..." She looked at him again, always she followed him from behind when guiding him around the farm. Purposely to have the best view, his hips swaying so seductively with each step, and his butt jutting out now as he tried to handle the bundle on his back. "Fuuuuck me..."
"Alright now...sorry for makin' ya haul so much today but...you can just, set it down right there." She gestured with her hatched to a nearby hay bale they set out earlier, a little ways off from the barn and beside the tractor. "I think you've earned a break."
Bailey glanced back at her relieved, "Thank God." He ungracefully set down the logs somewhat close to the tractor, and nearly fell onto the hay. "Haaaa...haaa...guuuh...I need to rest." He huffed and puffed, crawling onto the bale and sitting with his back resting on the side of the tractor. "Ugggh...how do you...do this...everyday?" He asked incredibly out of breath.
Cathyl smirked, "Years of practice hun'." She too set down the logs and hatchet, but more collected than he did, then took a few steps away, her hoofed feet making quiet crunching sounds in the dirt and grass. "Not bad for your first day huh?" She put her hands on her hips and looked back at Bailey, only to freeze in her spot at what she was seeing.
"Ugh...it's so hot..." Bailey unsnapped the buttons of his overalls, pulling them down enough to gain access to the buttons on his plaid shirt, then began undoing them too.
He wasn't going to take it off all the way, absolutely not with her standing there. But he was so tired, and so heated that his modesty was taking a backseat as he undid three buttons to show off a good portion of his chest.
When they first started, he was doing his best to try and be a macho, 'I'll take care of it!' man. Gleefully stepping up to do anything Cathyl asked him too, truthfully just wanting to show off to the drop-dead gorgeous minotaur country girl. But as the hours wore on, his shame easily outweighed his desire to impress. So he exposed his slick with sweat chest, and reclined his head back to heave for oxygen.
The monstergirls eyes once again betrayed her breasts, in favor of servicing the big girl in her pants, and roamed all over the worn-out boy. She could see his pale skin under the shirt, slick and moist with perspiration, just as pale as his face was. That'll probably change though after some time here. But just his small body, something about it only served to further entice her, she wanted to see what he was hiding under all those boring, baggy clothes. Clearly he shouldn't be wearing them, something much smaller and tighter would fit him much better.
"Mmm...some nice small shorts...long socks..." Cathyl thought, her gaze unable to tear itself away.
It had been a long time since Cathyl had a relationship, and it ended badly, with the prick cheating on her. But his ass was dumped and gone forever, that being said though, it had been months, maybe even over a year since Cathyl had gotten any eye candy. Or even more importantly, since she had gotten any action.
Her hand idly moved on its own, carefully running her larger feminine fingers along the jean fabric, past her tummy to her pelvis.
The heat radiating from her there was on par with the heat from the sun, it had been like this all day. Threatening to make a noticeable bulge in her bottoms, had she not skillfully tucked it to the side the moment it emerged from its sheath. But the more she ogled the boy now, she felt it straining to come out, to break free from its constrained position and say hello. The poor oat stalk between her teeth was just about bitten in half as another surge of aching arousal pumped through her chest.
"Ugh!" She couldn't resist the light grunt that came out of her this time, and as she feared, Bailey obviously heard it.
He jumped from his position at the sudden sound, and looked up to see Cathyl keeled over, one hand on the tractor and the other up by her...
Her breast...
"Cathyl?" Bailey asked, "Are you okay?"
Now after a long day of Bailey being red faced, it was Cathyl's turn to blush. "Ummm...I...aaah..." She moaned again, this time right in front of him, his eyes going wide as the virtually orgasmic sound came from her lips. Her hand now fully clutching her crying breast, she could feel it through both her overalls and her bikini top, her nipples were leaking. Or not so much leaking, they were beginning to cry. It hurt a lot, but also felt a little...interesting. The constant flow of her hormones due to her arousal was making her produce even more milk than normal by a vast quantity. Her tits felt like they were going to explode if something wasn't to be done soon. "Fuck me...aah..."
Bailey sat up, "What's wrong?"
"Don't...don't get up..." Cathyl said putting her hand out to Bailey suddenly. Her blonde locks falling down over her eyes as she contemplated what could be done. This definitely wasn't how she wanted Bailey's first day to go, but she made the mistake of allowing her horny nature to take her mind off of her body's needs.
Or well...to focus on another one of its needs rather.
The human recoiled as she said this, and watched as she seemed to slide along the tractor with her hand, staying hunched over until she was practically looming over Bailey. He leaned far back, eyes big and surprised from this as her chesty mammaries were dangling in his face. "C...Cathyl?"
"Mmk...ee..." Cathyl mumbled something.
Bailey looked at her confused, "Huh?"
"Meerk...mee..." Again Cathyl practically grumbled in a hushed tone.
The poor boy just raised an eyebrow, "Cathyl, what are you doing?"
She then let out a looooong drawn out sigh, swallowed her pride, and said, "Milk...me...I need you to milk my tits..."
It felt like every drop of blood in Baileys body just chilled in the heat around him as those words left the minotaurs mouth. "Wh...what did you just say?"
Finally getting fed up with waiting, the aches in her tits only getting more difficult, she just let him have it, "I SAID MILK MY TITS DAMN IT!" She yelled in a higher pitch than her normal southern drawl voice, "I CAN'T DO IT MYSELF! THE LITTLE STUPID PUMPS ARE SO DAMN TINY!"
Bailey fully jumped back in fear and shock from her yelling, raising his arms up as if she was about to attack him, thankfully she didn't, but she didn't appear to be to keen on letting him go anywhere either.
"Whoa! What!? Wha-why? Why do I..? I? What?" A series of incomplete questions blabbered out of Bailey, "Isn't there, there are other monstergirls why can't they do it?" Bailey asked referencing the few other workers he had noticed in passing on their route today.
"I don't want them to do it! They make me so mad when they try! It's so embarrassing, how am I supposed to face them afterwards?" Cathyl seemed to be completely losing her cool, whatever was causing her to do this must've been very serious. Especially since she grabbed Bailey by the partially opened shirt and shook him a few times, "JUST MILK ME! FUCK MY TITS HURT, JUST DO IT PLEASE!"
"Ok! Ok! Ok! I'll do it!" Bailey panickily shouted back after the first few jostles from her handling of his shirt.
Cathyl huffed a bit, now both of them looked flushed and sweaty as she whispered, "Thank you...now I like you boy...but if ya'll hurt me I'll knock ya into next Tuesday. Got it?" Bailey nodded rapidly and she released his shirt.
She then leaned back, but only slightly to reach for the clasp which held one strap of her overalls up. "Oh God..." Bailey thought as his pupils dilated. His breath hitching as the strap let out a quiet 'click' as she freed it and that side of her overalls sagged down. Now showing off the cup of her black and white spotted bikini. He tried to look into her eyes as she looked into his, but he couldn't stop himself from glancing down a few times while the second strap too came undone.
Now, Cathyl was proud of her body, and didn't care too much about showing off her tits, but in this vulnerable state she was in, (At least what she would call vulnerable) she did feel a little embarrassed. But she needed to be milked, that wasn't a question it was a fact. The pain and consistent pressure in her milk makers was becoming too much too fast, she needed him to do it.
So swallowing a slight lump in her throat, she quickly grabbed the string between the two cups of her top, and in one swift tug, lifted it over her head and off her body. Allowing her FF+ size breasts to bounce free right before the young virgins face.
"W-whoa..." Bailey let slip out before he could think to stop himself.
Cathyl quickly looked away, "Sh-shut up you..." Her blush deepened, "Now...hurry up and milk me...nnf...my tits are hurting a lot."
"They're...so huge..." He was practically drooling, Bailey knew that he wanted to get to know this beautiful monstergirl, but he had no idea he'd be seeing her big, magnificent breasts within one day of meeting her. He felt stunned, robotic, just gawking at them and their perfect size, so big he could suffocate between them. Round and full with her milk, squeezable and kissable.
"Come ooonnn...hurry up." Cathyl whined snapping Bailey back to reality and tearing him away from the land of perfection.
"Okay, okay..." Bailey sighed, and raised his trembling hands, moving them closer to her supple mounds of flesh. Dark nipples hard and leaking a light milky colored liquid. Obviously her milk...the thing that was apparently putting her through a lot of pain and what he needed to get out.
He took another shaky breath and finally made contact with the warm, soft flesh of her bust. "I..." Cathyl suddenly said, "J...Just...so ya know...I'm only askin this of ya because...I need it..." She said, her eyes trying to look everywhere but at his face as she leaned over him.
Bailey nodded, "Yeah...I...I know..." His finger tips brushing along her nipples. "Okay...here we go..."
He'd seen cows being milked and knew the gesture at least roughly, how hard could it be to pinch a nipple anyway? So carefully he wrapped his digits around her areola, and delicately started to massage them.
"Mn!" Cathyl's eyes immediately closed and she locked her lips, biting back the instant soothing pleasure sensation that washed over her tit.
Bailey wasn't prepared for the large amount of white, thick fluid that instantly began to ooze out of her. Thankfully it didn't squirt him in the face, but a lot of milk spurted free from her swollen breasts as he squeezed, "Oh wow...that's so much..." He said.
"Hey!" Cathyl peaked open an eye, "Keep your comments to yourself." She playfully scolded him, knowing fully how awkward of a situation this quickly became.
Although...it was kind of sexy too...
"Okay, sorry..." Bailey said with a sheepish smile, and went back to squeezing again, milking with his fingers to get another good spurt of her natural fluids.
"Mmmhnn..." Once more, Cathyl moaned in delight, God it felt good. To be so backed up cuz of her own dang perviness, and finally have it start to release was the sweetest feeling in the world. But now that the pressure was steadily going down, she was able to peak open both eyes and look at Bailey again. His parted lips and red, flushed face, breathing heavily and practically drooling as he looked at her epic tits. It almost made her giggle, thinking that probably the first pair of boobs the boys ever seen, he had to milk. It was quite comical, and also, a little exciting.
She had just taken his eyes innocence in one of the most abrasive ways possible, but the thought of his innocent hands gripping her bosom, trying to do their best to help relieve her, made her even more excited. Again, her natural hormones seeming to run her thoughts in the sight of a potential mate.
"Oh geez, sorry..." Bailey said suddenly, "So much is going to waste." He looked down on the ground to where her milk was splattering with each squeeze. They had nothing to catch her milk with so it was just running out into the dirt and grass under them.
Cathyl bit her lip, her dark, malicious, and dirty thoughts rearing their ugly heads again now that she was able to focus past her sore boobies. She eyed the pretty little pink lips, quivering with his shaky breaths.
"You don't want it to waste?" She asked, "Well...are ya'll thirsty?"
Bailey's face shot up to look at her at lightning speed, "Huh?" Despite his own hazy focus on her tits, he managed to put two and two together when she said that.
"If you don't want it going to waste...then you could put those cute little lips of yours to good use..." She leaned her chest closer to him, lowering her tits inches away from his face and backing him against the tractor in his seat. "...and take a good looooong drink..."
The boys blue orbs darted from her heaping chest and her half-lidded eyes, clearly drooping with suggestive intent. "B-but...I...I...wait...I..." He tried to protest, but speaking was getting very difficult as those delicious looking mammaries got closer and closer.
"Shhhh...hun..." Cathyl quietly shushed him, lowering her breast so that her hardened, leaking nub touched his lips. "Sucking will pull the milk out of me better than your little hands anyway, so do me a favor...and suck..." She braced herself on the tractor and puffed out her own chest, practically sitting on the bale of hay beside him as her nipple slid into his mouth.
"Mmmh!" Bailey moaned a bit, bracing his own hands on Cathyls abdomen, but not pushing her away. He just sat there, lips wrapped around her nipple with pleading eyes.Cathyl just returned the stare with narrowed eyes, "...suck...out...my milk..." She slowly commanded.
And something about her tone, her dropping her voice back down from the desperate and higher sounding tone she was in sent a chill down Bailey's spine. Like she was ordering him to do it whether he liked it or not.
Something within him really...really...
Liked that...
And her eyes...oh God her big amber eyes, drooped down at him, waiting for him to oblige to her command. They made him feel weak, like he had to obey.
So he did, with her watching him the whole time, he securely wrapped his lips around her areola more firmly, and formed a tight suction on her nipple. "Aaaahhhh..." Cathyl's head immediately reclined back and she let out a low moan, and as he sucked, a torrent of her warm, fresh milk was pulled into his mouth. A thick, sweet creamy like substance that tasted absolutely delicious on his tongue. Quite different from regular milk, this was...better! Bailey nearly smiled into her tit as he did this and happily sucked the first gulp of her milk down. "Hah..." She sighed, "You...were right hun...better to not let it all...go to waste...mmmm..." Her hand patted the back of Bailey's head.
"Mmmmmh..." Bailey also moaned into her breast, the two of them shifting slightly so that he could lean further in while Cathyl brought her arm around him to set him almost side saddle on her lap while he nursed on her. Suckling and happily drinking big gulps of her large supply of breast milk. "Mmh...aah..." Another little girlish squeak made its way up his throat and out his lips with his deep sucks.
Something about her milk...the taste of it, the yummy flavor and smooth texture. It was strange, but it made his thighs want to rub together. Like a heat was blooming in his core and making his body tingle.
The more of it he gulped...the more of her hormones entered his body...drinking in more and more of the genes of a monstergirl. At first, the effect would be very subtle...but at the rate he was chugging her milk, the hormones would easily begin to work their magic on Baileys already tiny, effeminate body...
Cathyl smirked, looking forward to seeing what would come of it...
"Nnf...switch..." She said, cupping his cheek, and gently pulling him off her right nipple to guide him over to the left. Which he immediately latched onto and started sucking again like a starving newborn. "Ooohhh..."
Absentmindedly, Baileys hands began to wander, with one of them almost shyly rising up to gently stroke the side of Cathyl's breast.
This of course, did not go unnoticed by her and she smirked. "Mmm...good boy...he's getting into it..." He was sucking harder, and she noticed not a single drop was spilled from his lips, he must've been very thirsty and liked the taste of her brew. His little suckles and tiny tongue licking along her nub was sending sweet tingles through her chest, and she could feel her arousal beginning to return with the pain gone.
She bit her lip, the oat stalk having fallen out, and looked over Bailey again. "You know...Bailey...right?"
"Mhm..." He moaned and nodded, eyes closed as he nursed.
Her hand came up to stroke his hair again, but this time her fingers went under the straw hat to push it off of his head, and felt along his numerous tresses of sweaty, but silky hair. "I think...for helping me out with my big tits...I should return the favor by helping you with somethin'..."
Bailey opened his eyes and blinked up at her, "Hmm?"
Cathyl grinned, and boldly, her hand dove down, between Baileys slightly parted legs and grabbed him right in the center of his crotch. "Somethin' like this don't ya think?"
"Ahh!" Her nipple popped free of his mouth as her hand grabbed a handful of his overalls. "Wha-? I...aahhh...wait..." Bailey started protesting, but his words seemed to just trail off and melt away as she massaged his privates. "W-wait...that's...we...oooohhhh..."
Her gropy hand squeezed and squished everything it could feel, and as she predicted, she felt a bulge hidden under his clothes. "Awww...poor things desperate." She giggled as he squirmed from her touches, "Well...not like he's gonna need it that much anyway..."
"Mmmmm...ya'll made me feel so much better...I think I should make you feel good too hun'." Her bigger hands roughly pawed his concealed genitals. Bailey had been rocking a hard boner from the moment she unclipped the first strap of her overalls. And it only got harder when he set eyes on her Goddess like tits.
But when she put them in his mouth! He nearly exploded in his pants.
Now that she had him literally by the balls, he could feel that he was leaking some body fluid of his own, as a wet stain had formed in the front of his undies, and she was pressing his cock into it every time she squeezed. "Aaahhh...I...Caaathyyl...aahh..."
Hearing him moan her name like that just lit a fire in her chest. "Oooouuu boy...that's what I wanna hear..." She grinned and reached up to grab at the front of his overalls, and using her monstergirl strength, tugged on the front of them hard. The snaps on the front easily popping free and tugging down far enough to expose his underwear. It didn't feel like she ripped them, but it came pretty close.
"Ah!" Bailey squealed as she did this, then froze in place as her hand dove with precision into his underwear, and for the first time, he felt the firm grip of a woman's hand grab his erect boyhood and smallish balls in a firm grip. He gasped a dagger sharp intake of air, held it for a second, then slowly released it in one long hot breath... "Hhaaaaahh..."
"Mmmmmyyyeeaahh..." Cathyl moaned again, quickly going to work, wrapping her fingers around the tiny shaft she felt there and squeezing. "What's this baby boy?" She leaned down and whispered huskily into Bailey's ear.
"Uuuuhhhnnn..." Was all he managed to reply with. A sudden barrage of electric sparks rocketing up his body, all radiating from her touch began to pulse outward as she stroked him. "Oh...ooooohhhhhhh..." He moaned, her hand easily surpassing the sensations his own was able to produce whenever he touched himself. And to make matters more intense, he suddenly felt her tongue come out and lap along the side of his neck, "Ooohh! My...Gosh...ahh..."
Cathyl chuckled, her chest vibrating with her open-mouthed giggling. Her teeth coming down to nip on the side of his sensitive, tender skin as she jerked his little cock, her finger tips brushing the tiny balls beneath it. She couldn't see it from this perspective, but she could tell he didn't have many inches down there, even fully hard it was small. But that didn't dissuade her at all, it only seemed to further entice the monstergirl into a hornier state. Eager to suck all the innocence that she could out of the delicate morsel who arrived on her farm.
Her hand worked him harder, "Nnnnff...fuck yeah boy..." She whispered, "You like this? Huh? You like having your cock jerked by a stacked bitch? Huh?"
She dirty talked him, only serving to fuel both of their arousals and embarrass the boy a little bit more as he bit down on his knuckle. "Hnng! Ooohhh...fuck!" He swore.
Quickly he could feel the pressure within him already building up, embarrassingly fast. But he couldn't help it, she was overwhelming him, her aggressive touches, her earthy scent, her heft tits on his side, and her dirty words...
"Come on baby boy...I gave you my milk...gimmie some of yours..." She said, virtually growling as she again nipped at his neck.
"Ohh! God! Aaaahh..." The pressure built up, tightening the boys little balls, sooooo tightly...
Sooo tight...
"I can't! I can't hold it...aaahhh! Ahhh!" Bailey cried out, "OHH GOD YEESS!" He clutched onto Cathyl, his mouth somehow instinctively latching back onto her nipple at the last second and sucking one more time.
"Uggghhh fuuuuuck..." Cathyl groaned.
Bailey's tiny body convulsed and shook as he felt his peak hit him hard. It happened in powerful shockwaves that jolted his hips up into Cathyls hand, his little prick spasming and shooting out his own milky white fluid all into the front of his pants. The human boy desperately humping her hand trying to get as much pleasure to ride as possible.
Even Cathyl virtually ground into him, the pair dry humping each other in these few moments of desperate passion as Bailey hit his peak hard. She groaned and growled, loving the feel of his hot little prick twitching in her grasp, feeling the sticky spunk he spurted out on the back of her knuckles.
"Aaaaaaahaaaa...aaaaahh..." He trembled, releasing her nipple again and quivering in the afterglow of his climax, after what was definitely the most intense orgasm he had experienced in his life.
"Mmmm..." Cathyl moaned as well, "Mrrrooo..." She let a quiet moo slip out, hoping that Bailey was too lost in his bliss to notice.
But one thing Bailey definitely noticed as he slumped into Cathyl's body, was something in the bottom half of her overalls. Something that pulsed...something hot...and Cathyl sucked in a breath through her teeth as he touched it.
The warm thick bulge brushing up against his wrist, "W...wh-what is that..?"
Cathyl winced the moment she felt his arm bump against her aching, throbbing flesh. If this kept up, she was afraid she'd tear her overalls open. His little delicate fingers, so teeeeasingly close to her concealed surprise.
Big baby blue eyes looking up at her, cheeks flushed pink. His lips trembling, she grabbed a fistful of her pants. "You...Ya'll said that you'd...milk me...right? Well...that's what I need ya to do..." After everything they had done, Cathyl was too excited, and too worked up to wait any longer. She didn't care if this got her in trouble, or if he freaked out, she at least needed to let her big girl out to breathe...
Suddenly she lifted him off of the side of her lap, and stood up in front of him, pulling her hand out of his pants and sadly away from his slowly softening dick.
"Ca...Cathyl?" Bailey asked, out of breath still.
"It's time for ya'll to get back to milking me baby boy..." She said, sticking her hands into the hem of her overalls and pushing them down. "Next up...is for you to milk my cock..."
The huge twenty-inch equine cock flopped out of its tucked away position, springing out and wagging for a moment in front of the, now very awake and aware teen.
"What the!?" He gasped, sitting up right and directly in front of her dick.
"Listen up! I don't feel like answering twenty questions now alright, just know that my tits ached something fierce and you milked em better. And now see these down here?" She grabbed hold of the massive meat by it's shaft and lifted it up, showing off her baseball sized balls dangling below it in a dark smooth sack. "Now these ache, they need to be drained, now." She released her dick, allowing it to flop back down and bounce its flared tip hypnotically near Bailey's face.
His eyes nearly going cross-eyed looking at it's bulbous tip, "Wha...I..." He stuttered again, those two fractured statements seeming to become his new favorite thing to say when he was stunned. "I can't...I've never..."
"Uggggh! Baileyyyy..." Cathyl whined, reaching down with both her hands to snatch his wrists. "I need you now..."
Against his will, she slapped his hands onto her lighter pink shaft, the tiny fingers unable to fully wrap around the girth of her huge, thick meat. Thicker than his arm, and longer than it too.
His jaw dropped to the ground, "Oh...my..."
"Oooohhhh fuuuuckkk..." Cathyl moaned, her neck reclining back, "Oooh that's it...just do that...just do that hun..." She moved his wrists back and forth. "Just like that...yess...yes...do that baby...oooh..." She sang to the high heavens in pleasure. Her hands holding a death grip on Bailey's wrists, guiding them up and down her long shaft.
And even though Bailey felt like he should be shocked, repulsed, struggling, fighting back, anything! All he could think about...was how sexy her voice was when she moaned liked that and...the fact that she was calling him baby.
No girl ever called him that before, and it made a swelling butterfly like feeling in his tummy.
Plus...something about how hot this thick, horse cock felt in his delicate hands. It's rigid stiffness, the bulging veins on the sides, the texture different from his own smooth bare cock.
Something about it was...interesting.
He couldn't quite figure out what it was, maybe his post-climax mush brain was just having trouble disagreeing with anything but for some reason he just found this so...hot.
Its tip was leaking, a mostly clear, thick liquid that dripped down her uniquely shaped cock head. And quickly it swam down into a long strand that dipped off of her cock and danced midair. But somehow it didn't break and drop off, her precum was so thick, so strong and stringy that it held up despite his jerking movements. He couldn't take his eyes off of it, it glistened in the sunlight, so pretty, so interesting so...
Tasty looking...
Bailey subconsciously licked his lips.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah! Ugggh! Fuuuuuck yeeeeaaahhhh!" Cathyl stopped holding his wrists in favor of fully bucking her hips forward and bringing her hands up to behind her head. But Bailey didn't stop jerking her, oh no. He was invested now, and he kept both hands squeezing her long cock, running them along it, getting to know every bump and ridge to it.
His own breathing picking up again, and his heart rate escalating, watching her glorious breasts bounce and sway with her gyrations. She practically was fucking his hands with how fiercely she bucked into them, his head had to flinch back every time she did otherwise he might've gotten punched in the face with her dick.
"It's...so big..." Bailey thought in the back of his horned-out mind. "How did she even hide this? It's huge...so thick...why does this...turn me on so much?" He wanted to say that it was her arching, exhilarated moans that fueled his lust, and sure that probably contributed to it. But the driving factor was something else that he wasn't ready to admit to just yet. The giant, hard cock in his hands, spilling out a river of precum...
Now that was getting him excited whether he wanted to admit it or not.
"Ooooooooohhhhh fuuuuuuucccckkkk..." Cathyl moaned again, her eyes squinted shut and her pink cheeks glowing a bright red. Breathing harder and faster than ever before as her rough thrusts reached a fever pitch in Bailey's little hands. "That's it baby! Ohhhh yeaah! Aaahhh...you're...gonna make me fucking cum...gguuhhh..." Her hands came down and gripped the very base of her cock back by her sheathe.
"C..cum?" Bailey questioned, but unfortunately for him, it seemed as if Cathyl took it as a request instead.
"Yeah baby! Ohhh! Momma's gonna c-ccuuum..ooohh FUCK!" Her head reared back again, "FUCK YES! AAHH!" She screamed to the sky as Bailey watched her tip flare up, and an undulation in the underside of her dick.
And his vision went white.
A torrential blast of the thickest, sloppiest, goo blasted out of her dick and super soaker style showered Bailey in it. "Ooooooohhhhhhhh...yyyeeeeesssss..." Cathyl hissed, her lower half jittering and spasmodically thrusting as her shaft swelled up, her balls flexing and pumping out easily a gallon of her gloopy sperm.
Ten...eleven...twelve...thirteen long, heady spurts of cum shooting out and all over the young blonde Bailey. Who looked more platinum blonde now with all of the white in his hair. It was like someone hosed him down with a cum hose. The syrupy snow colored liquid covered him in its warmth, virtually ruining his clothing in its mess.
But she kept cumming, for nearly a minute Cathyl humped into the air in front of him, her own hands having to come up and stroke her cock fast and hard since Bailey released her meat to help shield himself after she initially blasted him. But otherwise he was too stunned to move and allowed her to resume coating him in her unborn babies, swimming all over him and saying hello.
He tried to close his mouth before she shot her first rope, but he couldn't stop a few drops of it making it beyond his lips and onto his little curious tongue. And since he kept his mouth shut for the rest of her orgasm, her spunk and his taste buds had plenty of time to get to know each other.
Her cum had a much stronger taste then her milk did...but it was still sweet. Salty, and musky, heady and a little bitter...but overall...
Yummy...
"Oh...o-ooohhh...mmmmmhhmm..." Her hand squeezed the root of her cock, travelling all the way up the twenty inches until she got to the oozing tip. Another weak spurt squeezing out and dripping to the ground, a long strand of her cock milk attached to her tip and leading over to Bailey. And finally now after a good long orgasm, she seemed to come out of her haze, and see the two baby blues blinking up at her, surrounded by milky white girl cum. "Oh...um..." They stayed there in silence at that, Cathyl and Bailey both seeming to come to their senses after a rush of lewd, horny acts in the middle of the day in an open field.
"Ummm..." Bailey started to speak but quickly closed his mouth as again more of her seed threatened to drip into his mouth, and he wasn't sure licking up the fluid directly in front of her would be the wisest choice right now.
Was really any choice he made in the last ten minutes wise?
Cathyl scratched the back of her head sheepishly, "Eh heh heh..." She gave a nervous giggle and spotted his straw hat on the ground, and squatted to pick it up. "Whoops...I uhhh...made ya'll a bit of a mess...maybe we uhh...call it a day and you can hop into a shower?"
Bailey blinked at her again, only the movement of his eyelid caused another few thick glops of cum to sink into his eye forcing him to keep it shut, and he gave Cathyl the best one-eyed annoyed stare he possibly could before snatching his hat back.
This was going to be a loooooooong summer...