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A healthy, prideful, green tailed rooster heralded the arrival of the sun barely peaking the horizon. Warm and shy glittering rays of sunshine were cast over a sleepy farm on the outskirts of town. Various inhabitants began to stir and accompany the noise of the rooster's crow. Alice, an 18 year old girl with long brown hair and hazel eyes, slowly sat up with hands reaching toward her bedroom ceiling. Nipples perked against the thin cotton of her night gown. Her heavy bosom lifted, stretching the cloth tightly with the inhale of a deep, drawn out, yawn. Soft hands began to rub her sleepy eyes. Begrudgingly her feet swept from the foot of the bed, across cool sheets to press the pads of her feet onto the floor, which also was a bit cold. She sat for a long moment, skin prickled, staring out the window. She had the perfect view from her window to the barn and pasture behind it.

One by one, she was graced by the sight of a few of the futanari cowgirls who spryly clopped out into the field. Cowgirls in this universe are anthropomorphic. Four plump and beautiful figures in total appeared in the distance. Lizzy, a spotted brown heifer, Bethany a traditional black and white dairy cow, a particularly heavier more shapely blonde heifer by the name of Annabelle, and the farm's prize winning milker, Bonnie, all stood around, yawning and stretching. Bonnie stood a cut above the rest. Unlike the others, this particular cowgirl sported an immense flesh pole which couldn't even be contained within it's own sheathe. The sheathe in question acted more as a grip at the base of her mast than something that could offer to even partially obscure her member. It was because of the sheer size of this rod that she came equipped with a leather cock-sleeve which curled the member and snugly held it back against two large low hanging orbs in a hammock. The three other cowgirls were all quite easily tucked away within their own sheathes out of sight. Alice watched out the window as they gathered, stretching and yawning and tending to each other's hair. Her focus had momentarily settled on Bonnie, even at this distance she could see that prominent package. Her mind beginning to day dream, though just as her hands began to explore between her own thighs, a voice startled her from downstairs.

"Alice!" Shouted her father. She rolled her eyes and stood up from the bed abruptly. She walked towards the door of her bedroom and before exiting grabbed a large robe which pooled down to the floor. After dawning the soft warm fabric she left and quickly walked to the stairs. She noticed her father was waiting at the base of the staircase. It seemed he had even beaten the rooster to the morning crow. He was already dressed and ready for his day. She noted, however, that his attire was not representative of a man about to perform routine farm work. He adorned nicely pressed 'city clothes'. "What's going on? Headed out to town?" Alice asked with a perked brow, as she arrived just before the base of the stairs in front of him.

"Yeah, I've got some business with some of my old colleagues over at the adventurers' guild. I'll probably be gone a few days. So come over to the kitchen and we'll talk plans." He turned to walk toward the kitchen. Alice followed after him, not noticing an alchemical symbol drawn onto the floorboards beneath her bare feet. She huffed as she obeyed to the kitchen but felt her body freeze once she completely stepped into the unacknowledged circle. Her robe and some of her foot, however, rubbed the edge of the circle and smudged a few of the inner symbols. "D-dad? What's going on?"

Her father, whom had just entered the kitchen, came back into the room with a book in one hand. He was muttering something under his breath as he reached out with his free hand and placed his palm into her robe between the plackets at her midriff. Once skin pressed to skin, she felt a sudden warm tingling sensation. He pulled his hand away and left behind a glowing symbol that appeared to be the shape of a love heart with a key hole in the center. As her father pulled his hand away, Alice looked down at the mark and rubbed her hand over the glow. "What the fuck, dad? What did you do?" He let out a soft chuckle as he closed the book, smirking, and walked away.

Alice found herself free to move once again following after him into the kitchen, glaring. "Well, you see. This is a spell I picked up awhile back. It protects a maiden's virginity. You're a flirty girl and I've seen how you are with the boys who travel up and down the road. I don't trust you further than I can throw you when it comes to boys. I don't need a bastard child running around the house. "Dad!" She shrieked, "That's not fair! What's the matter with my own choices? I'm your daughter, and I'm an adult! I can do whatever the hell I want!" he shook his head to that and laughed, "Whatever you say sweetie. Now I know you remember how to keep everything up and running, so I'm headed out now. I need you to take care of the house, the animals, and behave yourself. Maybe next time you can have a bit more freedom if this time turns out well. Y'hear?" She grumbled under her breath, closing her robe back and crossing her arms like a pouting toddler. "Yeah yeah, I've got it under control." She said as she cast her gaze to the side, looking out a nearby window to the pasture where the cowgirls 'played'.

She bit her lip absent mindedly, waiting for her father to leave. "Alright, I'll be back in a couple of days." He mentioned again, giving her a quick light hug before taking his hat off of a nearby rack and fitting it to his head, "You stay safe. I love you." She finally looked back at him, annoyed, but offered a smile, "I love you too, dad." Her father smiled and then stepped out of the house. He unhitched a nearby horse that he had prepared prior to the conversation and began his trot down the road to town. Alice sighed and shook her head, watching her father disappear down the road out of sight.

It was now somewhat a tradition to sit in the doorway every time he left and just wait until he was out of sight. Once gone, she glanced down at her stomach and placed a hand over the mark, above her robe . She felt the soft fabric against her fingertips. Her eyes then slowly drifted to the field. She watched the cowgirls bound around playfully as her mind once again began to wander. One delicate hand slowly slid along her body and reached into the robes to press between her thighs. She ran a single digit along the crease in her panties that pressed sweetly between her tingly covered folds. A soft gasp escaped Alice's lips as her eyes fell shut. She bit onto her lip as her eyes peeked opened, zeroing in on Bonnie's massive femcock. She abruptly stopped at the realization of her actions and blushed as she stood upright. She laughed softly to herself and shook her head before walking back into the house to prepare for her day.

Moments later, Alice found herself enjoying her morning shower. The hot steam fogged the glass of the walls around her as she stood beneath the warm water, giving herself a firm scrub down. Once again, her mind would wonder to Bonnie. Why did she keep thinking of her today? She had known her for years and never had such thoughts before. The mark on her stomach flashed brightly before returning to its dull glow. Alice glared down at the incantation manifested there, "Stupid spells." She sneered, sliding a hand over the mark and giving it a little pinch, just enough to make herself wince. Her hand continued further down and found its way between her thighs again. With no fabric to shield her petals, her middle finger breached her surface folds and felt just inside of her velvet soft lips. She let out a moan, her other hand lathered up with some soap bubbles gripped onto one of her savory breasts. She gave it a firm squeeze, pinching her nipple between her index and middle fingers as the other fingers to their knuckles explored her own depths. The mark flashed several times before dulling once again and her eyes rolled shut for a moment.

As if snapping out of a dream, she withdrew her hands quickly. Her breathing started to become a bit frantic, her heart racing for reasons she could not quite explain. She glanced down to the mark and covered it with one hand. "I.. I think that's enough of a shower for now." she assured herself as she turned the nozzles and stepped from the shower to towel herself off. It wasn't long before she was dressed and tidying the house. Her father had left her a nice mess to clean in the kitchen as well as the incantation circle he used that morning. As she was cleaning she noticed the smudged symbols within the circle. Had it always been like that? She quickly dismissed the thought, it must have been stepped on or something while they were talking. She scrubbed the symbols away and finished up around the house.

After washing off her hands and drying with a few satisfied claps before running her fingers a bit through her hair she looked out to the barn. "It's definitely time to milk our girls! They must be so swollen." She said happily as she stepped out of the house, happy to help easy a dairy cows burden. Out of the house, she now wore a deep cleavage blouse and a short skirt, both of which were quite form-fitting and lovely to look at. Alice's blouse was just open enough that a gentle breeze could could flash her supple skin.

The large red doors came into view as Alice approached the barn. The girls out to the field noticed her arrival and quickly returned to their stalls. One by one the cowgirls entered the barn and Alice smiled at them, "Hey ladies! Dad is out of town so it's just me. I will need you to help out by milk yourselves a bit while he's gone. Don't worry Annabelle, I know you need help." She said as she walked down to one of the larger heifers. She sat onto an upside down bucket with a soft grunt followed by a sigh, "Y'know. Dad doesn't treat me like an adult and it's really irritating." She continued venting, despite the cowgirls having no understanding of her words. The various cowgirls began groping their own breasts, giving them firm kneading squeezes, squirting their milk into the buckets placed at their hooves as if in trained habit. A warm blush colored all of the heifers cheeks from the pleasant feeling of relief. Deep pleasant groans echoed in the barn as Alice spoke, "Honestly, I should just move out. I should spread my wings, move into town, and get a job...right, Annabelle?" The cow girl with heaviest milkers looked down at Alice and tilted her head, recognizing her name but not what was being said.

Alice giggled and held up a bucket to one of her breasts, "Here, milk into this, silly." The cowgirl knew what the bucket meant, had to use both hands on one large tit to squeeze around the nipple and squirt creamy large quantities of her milk into the bucket. "Goodness! Annabelle! You're going to need a few buckets today, huh?" Alice exclaimed as she felt the sloshing bucket grow in weight within her hands. Her eyes drift down, she always found it difficult not to look at their femcocks. Those growing turgid rods of flesh throbbing with need. She blushed and cast her gaze away, attempting to ignore the flesh-pole near her.

She switched to a second bucket, but her arms were growing weak. The weight and angle was proving to be a bit exhausting for a dainty human such as herself. "Hold on, girl. I need a break for a minute." She said as she sat the bucket down. Lizzy, the most energetic of the cowgirls, snapped out of her trance-like milking at the sound of the bucket touching the ground. She stepped out of her stall and walked around back, approaching Annabelle's stall. Alice watched as the smaller cowgirl slipped into the tight quarters and wrapped her lips around Annabelle's swollen, milk-drooling nipple. Her powerful hands reached up to squeeze at the milk-logged mound tightly, feeding herself. Lines of milk streaming from the corners of her mouth as she nursed,

Annabelle let out a deep low moan as her eyes rolled, tail swishing. She wrapped a hand around the back of Lizzy's head and pressed it into her breast sweetly. Annabelle was definitely the more gentle and motherly of the girls. It was truly fitting for such a personality to have such a well endowed pair of milkers. She slowly lowered her gaze to Alice and lifted her breast up with her free hand, pointing it toward Alice. This was a clear sign of offering and Alice blushed, looking away for a moment.

Alice had never partaken straight from the cowgirl's tit before. This was a taboo that her father had told her never to indulge. It was 'unbecoming of a woman' he always said. "Oh come on. I can't do that, what would dad-... Wait, y'know what? Yeah, screw it." she whimpered with nervous excitement as she tossed caution to the side and climbed up into the cowgirl's stall. She was eye level with that ample milky breast now, despite the dickgirl's seated position. Small, delicate hands reached out and felt around the massive breast as she leaned in. Her warm breath washing over the nipple, causing it to perk up and stiffen.

With moderate levels of hesitation and shyness, Alice wrapped her little hungry mouth around the large plush nipple and began to draw upon it succulently. Her eyes closed as the warm milk spewed forth with little regard who the receiver was. Alice had never experienced this before and it made her mouth light up with creamy sweetness. She felt tingly and hot between her thighs as the taste traveled through her. A deep need was rising within her as she now more hungrily wrapping her hands around Anabelle's plush tit and pressed in on the sides with her palms. She swallowed down the milk like a starved calf, just as Lizzy did with the other. Annabelle let out a soft low sigh of pleasure as she leaned back, curling her other hand around the back of Alice's head and smothering her into it. Like a mother with two babes, she cradled the cowgirl and human to her chest allowing them to take their fill.

It was not long before the pressure would wane to an eased dribble. Alice pulled away, letting out a satisfied sigh. Her stomach was partially bloated as she slumped against a wall of the stall. "Wow.. That was.. Actually really good..Mmmh.. Why would dad say no to this..?" She said with mild irritation. With one hand placed on her stomach and giving it a tender rub, she looked up at Annabelle. "That's enough milking for today, I think." The large cowgirl and Lizzy both got up slowly, having met their quota they turn to walk out into the field once more. The soft clopping of hooves echoed softer and softer until silence once they were on the field. Alice slowly stood up, with wobbly knees, and stepped out into the field. She leaned against the barn and watched the cowgirls swat and spank at each other, eventually mounting.

It was common knowledge that futanari had a much more powerful libido than their male and female counterparts. The girls certainly seemed to enjoy their indulgence with one another. Alice felt that need rise up once again deep in the pit of her stomach. She reached down with a hand to feel up her skirt. Her eyes widened, she was absolutely drenched. She quickly pulled her hand away and wiped her fingers off on her thigh. "What the hell?!" She shook her head with a wrinkled nose and waddled back into the barn. She began lifting one bucket at a time, walking them over to a device in the corner. "I can set this up.. Later.." She said, exhaustion beginning to take hold as she loaded up the last heavy bucket of milk.

"Did.. Did that spell really do what dad said it would..?" She said as she stepped out of the barn once more to take a second look at the 'frolicking' cowgirls. Her tongue slid from her lips and felt from one side to the other with it. Alice smirks before she slinked back into the barn. She sprawls out onto some hay and sighs, "I'm sure it's just because I haven't done anything in awhile.." She groaned as her mind began to wander back to a time when a traveling boy had stumbled to their farm on his way to town. Her hand reached down once again and this time brushed her panties aside, scrunching up her skirt. Her middle and ring fingers dipped into her own tight cunny as she broke the seal of her slick soft folds.

The two digits pressed delicately to the pearl nestled within and she began slow paced circular motions, eliciting a soft moan to escape her lips. Her free hand reached into the deep V of her blouse and squeezed onto one of her breasts as her wrist pumped up and down more quickly. Her moans grew louder as she bit onto her bottom lip and her hips rocked up and down faintly, thrusting against her own hand. "Haaaahh.." She cried out, eyes squeezed tightly shut.

The moment was interrupted and she was snapped back to reality as the deep warm breath of Bonnie suddenly washed over her face. Her eyes opened wide with surprise, as she looked up to the absolute massive prize-winning cowgirl of their farm and swallowed hard, "H-hey Bonnie. What are you doing in here..?" She asked. The cow girl simply reached out and took hold of Alice's wrist firmly, yanking. Bonnie pulled the hand Alice had at her cunny and gave the digits several strong licks followed by a suckled tasting until her remnants were cleaned from the skin.

Alice slowly pulled her hand away, blinking a few times up at the large cowgirl. "Oh! Mmmokay, haha.. Thanks.. I'm.. I'm going to go back to the house now." She said as she began to stand up. Before she could fully get to her feet Bonnie scooped the human up and placed her onto her own lap. Alice wriggled around and looked up at Bonnie, who's head was now just above her own. She had to lean back between those massive mounds to gaze up. Bonnie, meanwhile, already wandered across Alice's supple human body with her powerful hands. She grabbed onto one of her breasts tightly, pulling her into an embrace while squeezing at her breast and pushing in on it, the cowgirls other hand drawing red lines across Alice's back through her clothes.

Alice let out a soft groan as she attempted to pull away, however due to strength difference she stood no chance at resistance. "O-okay girl.. Let me down now. I-I gotta go to the house.." She said in a more moaning tone now. As if urged on by the human's moans and words, the cowgirl reached down between Alice's thighs and pressed a powerful digit against her folds. Alice gasped sharply as she felt that sizeable finger press eagerly against her folds with no regard for courtship or courtesy. Bonnie lowed softly into Alice's ear as that finger wiggled side to side enough so that she eventually pushed in.

Bonnie prodded into Alice's depths with her middle finger. The large digit comparable to an average human dick, flexed and curled into her, exploring her insides. As the digit snaked its way into Alice, the small human let out a sudden gasp and moaning whine as that finger prodded and rubbed the bundled cluster of rough nerve endings along the upper parts of her cunny. Alice was flushed red hot, her breathing quick and rigid. Her body began to move without remorse. Aching, hungering and lusting for the cowgirl, her hands reached out and grabbed onto Bonnie's thighs and squeezed them tightly in an attempt to brace herself. "Oh, oh fuuuck.." she gasps as she felt herself sinking further into her lap.

Before she could hit the ground, she felt a cushion. She sat onto something like a body pillow beneath her, and that's when it dawned on her. Bonnie's cock had been rising and finally reached enough girth to act as a seat. Her eyes widened as she looked up at the cowgirl once again, seeing the need in her eyes. Bonnie felt that powerful need to breed. The soft clopping of hooves resonated into the barn, growing louder with each step. Alice's eyes looked over to notice the other heifers had returned, obviously having heard the commotion. After recognizing the cause they all began approaching the scene, stiff bobbing members in tow.

Alice attempted to pull away only to realize that Bonnie had firmly taken hold of each wrist. She tugged feebly away from the powerful cow girl to no avail. Chest to chest, Alice continued to look up at Bonnie as worry began to encroach in her features. Bonnie released both of Alice's hands, however, before Alice could react, Bonnie quickly placed a powerful hand to the small of the human's back and the other curled around the back of her head. Like a mother attempting to soothe her child, she smothered Alice's face into her own breast, offering a nipple.

Alice, unwilling to accept, attempted to turn her head away from the offering, though she was easily handled and her lips were pressed over the supple yet hardening nipple. Bonnie gave Alice a pinch to her ass, causing her mouth to open wide in a gasp. The nipple slipped right back into her mouth and with the pressure of smothering, milk already began to flow freely once more. Alice's eyes peered around frantically as she pressed her hands to Bonnie and tried to push herself away.

After a few moments, her lips pursed and began to suckle in defeat. Her eyes lazily began to sag, as her gaze grew distant before accepting the tit fully, swallowing the steady flow of milk. Bonnie let out a soft bleat as she rocked Alice's head side to side. Meanwhile, the other cowgirls finally arrived. The air grew thick, warm, and almost humid from their body heat. Alice felt a sudden grasp at her back legs and her thighs pulled to the sides. Her eyes sprang open as she attempted to glance back over her shoulder, tit still in mouth, to see that Annabelle had taken up residence behind Alice.

A sudden pressure could be felt between Alice's thighs. Her tight folds splayed as flesh pressed against her slippery slit. She watched in horror as she helplessly lay restrained, smothered. Annabelle took care to push back her skirt, revealing that Alice wore no underwear. She thought it was unnecessary to wear something that she wouldn't need should a traveler happen upon her humble home. Annabelle took full advantage of this situation and the flared tip of her immense rod spread Alice painfully wide. She let out a deep grunting moo as her eyes fluttered from the intense pleasure of the squeeze Alice's small body gave her.

The moment it sank in, the thin veil protecting her virginity was pierced painfully and forced a cry to escape her lips. Inch by inch, Annabelle's great weight sank into Alice's depths. The human's body quaked between the two cowgirls, the throbbing heat of Annabelle's core deep inside. The large cowgirl slowly pulled back and then rocked forward into her once more, eliciting a loud gurgling gasp from Alice's mouth into Bonnie's milky breast. Alice's eyes slowly rolled back as the mixture of pain and pleasure consumed her thoughts. Her hands flailed about before taking hold of Bonnie's breasts and incidentally giving them a firm squeeze. A healthy helping of milk filled her mouth, followed by a weak moan, belly filling.

Annabelle took the signs as acceptance and desire. Her wide hips rocked more harshly, pumping the massive slab of femcock in and out of Alice's tight cunny. The opening stretched and loosened with each thrust, causing her hips to spread wider, nearly to the point of dislocation. Her abdomen expanded and shrank with each swift slam as her insides were filled with Anabelle's prized fuck pole. A sudden uneasy feeling of organs being shoved to the sides and rearranged washed over her as the pain subsided. From her mouth gurgled out lines of milk that drooled down her neck from the pressure.

Thick ropes of pre-seed spilled out from the flared crown of her majesty, oozing out around the edges of Alice's cunt and frothing down her thighs. The viscus fluid acted as a form of lubricant, allowing Annabelle to more easily abuse the tiny hole more recklessly. Bonnie had released Alice's head by now, allowing her to look around more freely as her milk-splattered face gasped for breath. Bonnie simply held Alice down to her chest and laid back, acting as a bed.

Lizzy had finally sauntered up behind Bonnie's head and smiled down at the three. She stood with hooves spread shoulder-width apart as she looked on at the bound and used Alice. Her hands were at her own hips, triumphantly as her own rod throbbed over Alice's head. It was thinner than the two Alice had been acquainted with before now, but still all too intimidating in overall size. Her low hanging orbs brushed over Bonnie's nose as she stepped forward and with each hand that took hold of Alice's head, tilting it back to look up at her.

This third cowgirl slapped her heavy sack against Alice's face. She seemed all too excited at the concept of what was to come as she gazed down longingly at the length of her rod which lay along the majority of Alice's back now. She slowly pulled back, her heavy orbs pulling free from Alice's face and allowing her to take another gasp of air before she found herself kissing the flared tip of that monstrous rod. Her wide eyes scanned down the length of the pole to the base and then slowly gazed up into Lizzy's eyes. She sensed the desire and before she could speak, protest, or offer a plea, Lizzy leaned forward and breached Alice's little human mouth.

The immense girth of the femcock spread her jaw wide, almost painfully so. Lizzy's cock head harshly slammed into the back of her throat. Her neck ballooned outward like a toad goiter, conforming to the swollen rod that slowly skewered her. Her throat tightened and retched to no avail and only served to spur on Lizzy in her indulgence. The powerful brown spotted heifer ran her hands down from Alice's head to her throat. Her thumbs pressed over the bulge, feeling herself nestled deep in that struggling soft throat as she pressed into her repeatedly.

Annabelle let out a deep bellow of pleasure as the pressure of Lizzy which drove into Alice forced the human's frame harshly deeper onto her own immense rod. Lizzy's grip on Alice's throat tightened as she hunkered down and bent over slightly. Her hips withdrew and slammed forward, driving her femcock straight down Alice's throat and eliciting a squelching wet gag. The human's arms flopped out to the side in defeat, flailing helplessly as her body became a dual-ended fleshlight.

Her body undiluted back and forth. She sank onto one cock though as one exited another surged in to feel relief. Like a piston she continued to slide in both directions, swearing that the cock tips had come within inches of touching one another on multiple occasions. Alice's hands reached out to the sides, grasping for something to brace herself with. Her delicate hands made purchase, feeling thick, warm and soft fleshy bars. Her wide eyes frantically gazed sidelong as best she could in the situation to realize that two twin cowgirls had stepped up, brandishing their cocks to the human's palms.

Her mind grew foggy from the sheer pain which was only slightly offset by the pleasure of the moment of being used so thoroughly. She squeezed the dicks as tightly as she could with each hand, teasing their tips. Each turgid rod throbbed with need, seeming as though they had been tending themselves while watching the scene before now. Her spasming and flailing body inadvertently tugged on the girls. Struck by glee and ecstasy of the moment, the two new cow girls reached out and with their powerful hands gave Alice tight squeezings and tuggings of her breasts. Alice cried out into the cock hilted in her throat helplessly, intensifying the pleasure Lizzy received via the vibrations.

Perhaps they had only just realized she was wearing clothing, or maybe they simply didn't care enough as it wasn't in the way. The two cowgirls standing at either side of her gripped onto her skirt and blouse, and with ease, tore it from her body. The bare woman lay helpless before the herd of molesting cowgirls whom now leaned in and wrapped their lips around her breasts. While squeezing each mound they suckled hungrily, as if trying to milk her so similarly to how they had been milked many times before.

Lizzy lowed deeply and let forth a final thrust. Her heavy nuts squeezed and lifted as her rod simultaneously throbbed, stretching out her throat. The sight could be compared to baseballs rolling beneath the skin of Alice's throat before disappearing into her stomach as thick wads of seed were expelled one after another into her. Her stomach distended, skin stretching to appear as though she could give birth at any moment. Tears ran from her eyes as a burning sensation erupted within her sinuses. Cowgirl seed began to drool from her nostrils and her eyes rolled back into her head.

The two parallel twins who were hunched over suckling suddenly stood up and leaned their heads back as ropes of hot seed launched across towards each other, painting Alice's body in cowgirl spunk. The smell filled the barn, and a frenzy seemed to be stirring as the arousal grew amongst the many cowgirls. The humidity led to the taste of salt in the air from the sheer volume of spunk as various heifers mounted each other one after another. Alice struggled to cling to conscious. She could feel her strength and desire to exist in this moment waning.

The culmination of these events building up led to Annabelle finding a renewed vigor. Her still swollen and throbbing rod twitched within Alice, heralding the final cumming. She wrapped her powerful hands around each of Alice's hips and began to batter her cervix violently. Alice, still corked silent by Lizzy, let out a soundless shriek as the pulsating pain grew more extreme. She felt as though her legs could pop free from their sockets at any moment as they ached from being spread so wide for so long by the girthy cowgirl. Then it happened. Annabelle gave another aggressive thrust and breached her cervix, popping through.

Alice went limp at this moment from abrupt searing shock. The pain of the impact eradicated her mind in that moment. Like a fleshy condom, her womb conformed to the shape of the invading flared tip of the cowgirl rod. Her eyes glazed over as seed ran over her body, dripping onto Bonnie below and then to the straw bedding. The sudden ferocity was enough to cause Lizzy and the twins to slowly pull away and watch in awe. Annabelle assaulted the walls of Alice's womb, causing her stomach to bulge up and down even further. Cum oozed from her mouth and dribbled onto the cowgirl below and to the ground as well with each thrust.

The pounding grew more rapid with each thrust as rumbling lows resonated from the depths of her throat with every collision. The moment finally came and she slammed one final time, holding herself deep as she released thick creamy ropes of cowgirl cum into the womb directly. Alice's already ballooned stomach immediately expanded slightly further and spasmed before ejected seed from her mouth. Cum vomit exploded from her gaping lips as her womb expanded, forcing her stomach to empty itself enough to make room for the new deposit taking residence within her.

Annabelle slowly pulled herself free, looking down and tilting her head to one side curiously at the glowing heart shaped design on Alice's abdomen. Too tired and spent to consider it she slowly slumped back into the stall and let out a soft groan of pleasure, leaving a trail of seed between the two. Alice's hymen which had been torn asunder and spread wide grew back in place the moment the dick was removed from it's entrance, sealing the seed within. The bright glow of her abdomen faded to a much more dull color as its effect ended.

Alice remained splayed atop Bonnie, mouth agape, legs and arms spread wide. She gargled spunk in her soft, pained breathing from the force it took to exhale even if subconsciously. Bonnie rolled over slowly, spooning the human beside her and using one hand to tenderly squeeze and tug at one of Alice's breasts while the other simply embraced and held her tightly. They would lay like this for quite some time. Bonnie's immense award-winning cock throbbing hungrily against Alice's back, biding it's time, waiting for it's turn.

A few hours pass and the unconscious Alice fluttered her eyes. As her mind slowly returned her vision lagged behind. Blurred and shaky, she attempted to peer forward and blinked more aggressively. Fresh tears welled up in her eyes as her vision began to clear. She recognized the barn and felt a powerful warmth behind her. It was soft, she could tell she was on the floor laying on a pile of hay. Glancing down at her own body she saw no clothes and an absolutely bloated stomach. The memories of what just transpired came flooding back as she began to frantically glance around. She backed up and pressed against that familiar soft warmth.

Alice's head turned and glanced up to Bonnie who was smiling down at her. A powerful arm suddenly curled around her body and pulled the small human in like a stuffed animal she spooned with. A sudden throb forced itself against her back. The mighty rod still encased in its leather sheathe aggressively fought against the bindings. A soft low echoed from deep in her throat, vibrating against Alice. The hand which held her tight slowly lowered to rub along her stomach and feel the sloshing cum-filled cavity like an engorged water balloon. Slowly she applied pressure, painfully so, fingertips plunging firmly. A deep ache radiated through Alice's body as her hymen strained and stretched, struggling to hold back the reservoir of cowgirl dick-milk.

Then a sudden pop and tear, as shot pain a course through her body. Her hymen couldn't hold back any longer as it tore open and the seed began to squirt and flow from her body, down her legs7. A loud squelching echoed in the barn as her body began spasming violently. Another orgasm ripples from her as her moaning screams escape her lips with little restraint. Bonnie continued to press down and despite the power behind such a forceful motion, she showed no signs of strain in the slightest. The seed continued to flow freely and sullied the floor until her stomach had mostly returned to it's previous state before the molestations took place.

Bonnie released Alice's stomach and held her once more in that hug, slowly turning her so that they faced one another and could look each other eye-to-eye. Alice, still shaking, found that while she ached, her body had taken no true damage. No bruises, cuts or scrapes. No stretched skin or signs of tear. The feint glowing heart on her abdomen pulsated as her hymen sealed once more. A shiver washed over her as she took in what this meant, looking up at Bonnie and then down to her encased rod. "Y-you want this... Unbound, don'cha girl?" She asked as her hands couldn't help but take hold of the incredible tool.

Bonnie didn't respond, showing little indication of understanding. However, her member throbbed at the grip and she pulled the human against it. Deft, tiny hands began to slowly unbuckle one latch after another, biting her lip. Her cunt was dripping with seed remnants and natural lubrications of her own juices. She felt a need. She felt a powerful need that she rarely experienced even as boys occasionally showed up at her farm. She felt the need to breed. Her thighs closed and began to grind on each other in anticipation. "B-be gentle.." She said softly as the final latch unclasped and she began to slide the holster off like a sock.

The large cowgirl let out a relieved sigh as the turgid meat throbbed visibly, finally feeling its release for the first time in weeks. Alice visibly shook, both out of excitement and nervousness. Bonnie finally stood and it was then that it dawned on Alice that maybe, just maybe, she made a mistake. The sheer length of the full mast evoked a deep fear and she slowly stood and took a step back. However, Bonnie quickly reached out and took hold of her by the arm. She gave a powerful tug and yanked her forward. Alice stumbled forward onto her hands and knees and glanced up. Light from overhead lanterns was blocked out as the shadow cast from the rod enveloped her face. Bonnie pressed down on the shaft of her own rod and slammed it down onto Alice's face with a loud slap. The human flinched from the pain and weight of the meat-log, dazed just faintly.

Alice reached up, still shaking, grabbed onto the swollen flesh and stroked along its length. She leaned her head back towards the flared tip and delicately pressed a kiss against it. Her mouth opened and pressed to the urethra and a thick glob of seed spurt into her mouth from sheer anticipation. A rush of coughs came over her as she struggled to swallow the cream. Bonnie, dissatisfied with the reluctance and difficulty, reached down and grabbed Alice by the head and brought it back up to smother her against the cock. Obediently, Alice's tongue extended and swirled around inside of the large tunnel meeting her mouth. She moaned softly as Bonnie pulled her more harshly forward, wedging the meat painfully into her gaping mouth. Her jaw strained to the near-point of dislocation as she was quickly filled. Bonnie now placed both hands onto Alice's head and continued to use her head like a pool cue polisher.

The human could feel her throat being forced open as the rod worked deeper into her, ballooning out painfully. Bonnie twisted Alice's head side to side, frowning at the difficulty she had. The dick had become wedged as it seemed to reach a gap that was simply too tight to enter. She huffed and snorted, followed by a tug back. A loud pop echoed as the flesh schlopped out of her mouth and throbbed once more, spattering her face with another wad of cowgirl spunk. Bonnie, with a grip still on Alice's head, turned it slowly. The human was forced to turn until her back was to Bonnie. The large cowgirl placed a palm to the back of Alice's head and forced her forward to bend over onto a small bail of hay. Alice grunts from the forceful impact and feels her quivering cunt suddenly spread by a hot fleshy surface. She tried to glance over her shoulder, however Bonnie held her firm and did not allow it.

Alice didn't need to guess, however as she felt the intense pain of her folds stretching to the shape of an absolutely massive member, one which would never be considered acceptable for human consumption. Her hymen was instantly breached once more. This had become an occurrence that, despite the sharp pain, she had grown accustomed to. However, the girth of that which breached her insides was not one that she had grown accustomed to. Her cervix was battered once again as Bonnie began to thrust forward and back. For this powerful beast, it was no task to dig a hoof into the floor below and give yet another shove to breach the cervix and slam into the back of her womb. Like a large finger pressing out from the inside of a balloon, the flared tip could be seen clearly against her flesh with each thrust, shoving various organs to the side with every impact.

Alice's tits scraped back and forth against the bail of hay as her body rocks harshly with each slam as her womb is used like a small fleshlight. The tight cunt, walls, cervix and womb clung so tightly that she could feel them being tugged back and slammed forth. The suction was so powerful that she felt as though her insides could be pulled out were Bonnie not careful! The cowgirl let out a deep low as her rod was milked, albeit unintentionally, by the internal suctions of Alice's sexual organs. Bonnie began to clop one hoof, digging into the ground as one hand held herself up by gripping onto the hay bail while the other grabbed the back of Alice's neck and kept her forcefully down. Familiar throbbing grew to a more rapid pace within her with each thrust.

Her breathing was less than consensual and more the air being forced from her lungs with each pressure. A feint fog crept in around the corners of her vision as her head grew light from the difficulty in breathing. Bonnie let out another deep, long, drawn out low. She snorted and with a final thrust she began releasing the thick milk that made her their prize-winning cowgirl. GLORP GLORP GLORP of seed was expelled in gooey wads. Her womb filled rapidly within seconds, bloating her stomach once more painfully. Brief nausea washed over her as she was filled once more like a fleshy balloon. Her eyes rolled from the queasiness as her belly distended and lifted her up from the hay bail. Bonnie, however, never stopped thrusting. She utilized her own spunk as a lubrication to squelch in and out of her newfound toy.

Bonnie's breathing had grown quite rapid as well, seeming much happier with this orifice but still not fully satisfied. Only half of her rod could fit within these particular depths and this particular cowgirl needed that fully hilted envelopment. She slowly pulled back, finally, forcing her cock to schlop out of the human cunny. That familiar glow radiated from beneath Alice as her hymen, once again, sealed the seed into her uterus and womb. The throbbing slowed and seed spilled out onto Alice and painted her back and pucker. The salty goo slowly drooled down her thighs and to the floor. Without releasing Alice, she pressed that head to her tight anus. Alice's eyes grew wide sharply and she glanced over her shoulder. She shook her head but words escaped her as the massive cowgirl slowly leaned in with her great weight, forcing herself into the human. This elicited a pained moan as Alice's eyes crossed and slowly rolled up. Inch, by inch of massive cowgirl dick squelched into this tight love tunnel, reaching so deep and quickly rearranging her organs.

Her body quaked and spasmed violently beneath Bonnie's grip. Alice's arms began to flail about wildly and grab onto the hay bail, as if attempting fruitlessly to lift herself up and away. However, Bonnie keeps her pinned effortlessly. Like sliding a hand into a glove for the first time, Bonnie continues to lean in and with an agonizingly slow pace. Whether or not intentional, this slow pace ensured Alice would feel every inch of throbbing veiny cowgirl cock as it pushed her organs to the sides, working it's way deeper. Bonnie let's out a deeply satisfied low as she reaches that half way point but is able to push further. The glow of the sigil flares brilliantly as her stomach conforms to that familiar dick shape once more. Her body continues to shake violently while Bonnie brings her second head back and now both clasp around Alice's waist. She lifts up the human with ease and slumps back to a seated position.

She releases Alice's hips at this point to hold her thighs wide apart and let's out a deep moan as gravity continues her work. Slowly, the human is impaled by the massive rod she sat upon and that cock shape reaches upward towards her chest. Alice's arms and legs finally go limp as her mind fogs completely over, the pure ecstasy and pain robs her once more of her ability to think, or even maintain any form of consciousness. At long last, her ass reaches Bonnie's groin and comes to a rest as she fully hilts. The cowgirl is absolutely delighted with the feeling of a much tighter, warmer and juicier cocksleeve. Bonnie grabs back onto Alice's waist and slowly lifts her up and abruptly tugs her back down, causing Alice's arms and legs to flail out to the sides spontaneously. She continues this in a rhythmic motion, taking Alice as her personal fleshlight toy.

Each downward shove was faster than the last. Bonnie stood up once more as her lust grew more powerful. Like a starved beast she thrust her hips in unison with her tugs on Alice's body. The human's arms and legs dangled limply below, a warm husk for this cowgirls pleasure. Her breathing was much softer now as the passion left her, however sharp exhales continued with each slam of the rod through her body. That familiar throbbing returned, heralding the second cumming. Bonnie let out a much louder low, nearly at the top of her lungs as her head was thrown back. Thick ropes of spunk were released into the human in a second torrent. Alice's stomach distends and Bonnie slumps back to a seated position. Unlike before, however, Alice's chest distends as well, as the roaring rapids of semen floods upward. Her throat follows suit, bulging like a toad's goiter. Her cheeks puffed out and then her lips split, spitting up globs of seed like a cum fountain. The retched spunk spatters up and around, raining back down onto herself and enveloping herself in Bonnie's milk.

Bonnie, likewise, did not avoid this fountain's splatters. Her face, tits and stomach were likewise covered in her own seed. Each throb of her immense rod caused the body to rock back and forth from the flexing of the meat within. Alice, the broken minded girl, remained skewered upon Bonnie who now slowly stood up and made her way back into the comfort of her own stall. She continued to wear the human like a human cock sock while she sat back down and leaned back against her piles of hay. Her eyes fell shut and she relaxed, ready to join Alice in a comfortable nap. The cock continued to throb, much more slowly, as she fell asleep. Alice's body pulsed outward, rapidly expanding before contracting with each throb as if her entire body were a giant artery.

Several more hours passed. Evening had quickly come and Alice finally blinked awake once more. Her eyes rolled around, absolutely stuffed to the brim, seed still drooling from her mouth. She could feel that now flaccid yet still massive rod within her. She slowly leaned forward and away from the sleeping Bonnie who had been completely spent and passed completely out. The large cock schlopped out of her tight pucker with a squelch as she stumbled forward and on her hands and knees crawled away. Once she made it to the entrance to the barn she sprawled out onto the ground, panting. Again, she felt fine. Slight aches here and there but no real damage had been endured. Perhaps the spell her father cast was more protection than she thought. She let out a soft whine as her hands rubbed over her belly and she stared up at the sky. A frown spread across her lips, "Idiot. How did he screw up a spell like this..?" She slowly stood finally, stumbling a bit and made her way toward the home.

Alice finally reached the house and nearly collapsed upon entry. Her face flush, hair a mess and stomach still appearing as though beyond simply pregnant. She slowly waddled up stairs, causing the wood beneath her bare feet to creak aloud beneath the newfound weight. She reached for the bathroom doorknob but stopped. Alice cast a glance over her shoulder to her father's study and a thought crossed her mind. "Y'know... That wasn't so bad.. And after all.. I can't really, get pregnant from them, right..?" She said as she turned and approached the door. She reached out and took hold of the doorknob, "Fuck him. After all, he's going to be gone awhile, what else am I to do..?" she asked herself before swinging open the door to his study. She immediately began rummaging through his things, looking for spells and such that had anything to do with the charm placed upon her. In her search she came across a bag of herbs. A note was tethered to this bag.

"Aphrodisiac herbs.." She uttered as she read the name, then the description, "These ingredients are frequently used in potions to cause those who consume it to lust after those around them. Please use in heavily diluted potions as the raw ingredients can be... Fierce.. And direct consumption can lead to frenzies lasting days.." Her eyes read the last line over and over, "Heh.." She laughed softly to herself as she rubbed over her stomach, "Yeah, I think.. I'm going to enjoy this while I can.." She said as she took the bag and waddled from the office. She shut the door behind her and let out a soft sigh of excitement. She walked into her room and dropped the bag onto her bed before turning and making her way to the bathroom, "I hope he takes his time coming back..~" she cooed before stepping in and closing the door, preparing her shower and allowing her mind to wander over the day's events.

To be continued...?