The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. I highly recommend reading part one of "He Takes Care of Me" first. If you are a "breasts" person, you should enjoy part two...a lot. I hope you have fun reading it. Nice or constructive comments are very much appreciated. Ru...
Prologue In a distant future humanity has turned into a space colonizing species. Mankind has spared out across the vastness of space, colonizing planet after planet while gaining ever more understanding about the cosmos. It seemed like humanity had finally grown out of its primitive beginnings, that is, until things started to go horribly wrong. Some colon...
Astrid assumed her position on the milking floor. Her massive udders were heavy and she needed relief in the worst way. The nipples ached and wept milk - she had bristled during inspection and for her rebellion she had been left in her cubical. Astrid actually had not meant to give offense - however, she had been unusually tender for the last week. She resi...
Ashley Underwood woke up with a huge smile on her face. It was her 18th birthday, and that only meant one thing to her: She finally got to become a hucow! A few years before, there had been a global crisis. Cows were just producing way too much methane, and the UN had gotten together for an emergency resolution. From now on, any organization owning more tha...
After Jack announced that we'd be going on a mystery vacation in a week, I was intensely curious as to the details. When I pressed him, Jack just smiled "I'll do your packing, just be ready to go on Friday afternoon." Since we'd become engaged, I had felt increasingly willing to submit to Jack's guidance and desires. Although I trusted him completely, goin...
Chapter 4: Tools of the Trade As much as Kelly would have loved to spend her first day worshipping the fat black length of Darlin's cock, before she could truely begin her new job as a proper MilkMaid, she had to be trained. So, after cleaning up a bit and changing into the cute little milkmaid outfit that was commonplace at MilkTitty farms, Kelly skipped h...
Sorry this took so long. I hope you enjoy the story. Please use the comments. Thank you for the support. ********* I woke up from my sleep to the smell of coffee being brewed. I lifted my head and saw Jasper in the kitchenette of the bedroom making coffee. It smelled great. "I thought you'd want some, it is kind of early however the girls will not be up f...
3: Fray Island Wyxt has found a home for Blacktung, herself, and from time to time, her guild. Having chosen the island where he proposed to her as an appropriate place to center her life and thoughts around, Wyxt is there now, on the third floor of the meeting hall and training room. Where the pots and benches are for cooking. She wears today only her taba...
This is the second part of my story about Anna, the cow girl. Obviously I would prefer that you read the first part before you read this part. The first story was from Anna's perspective and this story is from her owners perspective. This is the story of how I, Kazuhiro got my very own cow girl named Anna. At first she hated me, but now we are in love. She...
Blacktung walks into the guild hall and home of his beloved Wyxt and searches for her upstairs. Where could she be? "Wyxt! Are you around?" Wyxt is, today, in the kitchen area of the guild hall. Sitting on the edge of one of the tables, the half-troll, half-elf is clad in that skimpy mageweave thong that hugs her ass, and the simple swashbuckler top that ju...