Tiago's Tales: Milking It
"Another beer?" the bubbly fox asked.
"Yes please," the black wolf said, offering up his empty glass. "One for Tiago, too."
"You're too kind, Alex," the jaguar purred. The two leaned across the table for a warm, long kiss. By the time they finished, Favian was already back with their drinks. Alex watched as Tiago took a large swig of his and licked his lips clean of the foamy goodness. The wolf chuckled. He'd seen that face covered in a different substance of the same color many times. Tiago seemed to pick up on his sentiments and made a show of it, running his tongue slowly and sensually around the corners of his mouth. "Like what you see?" the feline asked.
"Nope--I love it," the canine said with a grin. "I know how you like getting messy. Remember when we weren't able to see each other for a month? Our first night together after that?"
Tiago gave a contented rumble. Under the table Alex could feel the other's tail swishing happily. "Of course I remember that. I still can't believe you were able to save your load for an entire month! That's probably the second-messiest I've ever been."
Alex's smile disappeared in a flash. "Second-messiest?"
The jaguar's tail stopped moving. "I mean... yeah. Back when I worked the streets, I got myself into quite a few messy situations. There was one in particular, early on... Eh, you probably don't want to hear about it."
The black wolf crossed his muscular arms. His interest was piqued. He knew Tiago had spent a few years working as a prostitute to pay the bills while he built up his music career, but he rarely heard the jaguar talk about it, much less mention specific encounters. He was curious what his feline boyfriend had experienced before they met. "Now I'm interested. There's no going back now, you have to tell the story."
Tiago sighed and took another gulp of his drink. "You sure you won't be angry? Jealous?"
"Jealous? Maybe a bit. Angry? Never. You're my boyfriend now, and that's all that matters... But I am curious, who was able to one-up me? A horse or zebra, maybe? Some kind of equine?"
"A bovine, actually."
"Hmm. Figures, with the size of that sack. How long was he?"
"Well, um... it was actually a she."
Alex furrowed his eyebrows. "A she? You mean like a herm?"
"Nonono, completely female, one of the few I ever had to give my services to. She was a very... creative cow."
"Tell me."
* * *
The jaguar rang the doorbell and stood in front of the peephole. His heart was racing. He was always afraid of showing up at the wrong door. He checked the apartment number one more time to be sure. His employer wasn't always very clear on what to expect; all Tiago got this time was an address, a time and a name: Casey. His tail swished nervously as he stood in front of the door, wearing a t-shirt and sandals, with a black thong hidden beneath his shorts.
He heard locks being undone, and after a moment the door opened to reveal a large tan bovine with short horns, wearing a loose-fitting white t-shirt and baggy pajama pants. Tiago instantly noticed the large bulge in the other's pants, but it was much larger than anything he was used to seeing. "Can I help you?" the bovine asked in a distinctly feminine voice.
Tiago's ears drooped. His employer had always sent him to service male clients. His cheeks grew hot. "Ay, perdón. I think I have the wrong apartment. Sorry for bothering you," he said in heavily accented English.
"You're Tiago, I presume?" she said just as he was about to leave.
"Sí--er, yes. You are Casey?"
"That's me! Don't worry, you've got the right place. Come on in."
Damn unisex names..., he thought. The jaguar gingerly stepped across the threshold and was led through a small living room and into the master bedroom. It sported a queen-sized bed with clean white sheets and plentiful pillows. He looked around. Everything was clean and innocent--usually he expected a makeshift sex dungeon, or at least some handcuffs and a bottle of lube. But everything was neat and orderly. He was growing more confused by the minute.
"Can I get you anything to drink before we begin?" Casey asked from right behind him, startling the jaguar. "A beer? Something harder? Or just a glass of water?"
Tiago forced himself to concentrate on the work at hand. "No thanks, but I have a thirst for milk," he purred. He knew he wasn't being paid to be timid and bashful--he was here to provide pleasure.
The bovine gave a sly smile. "I hoped you'd say that. You're in for a real treat tonight." Casey walked over to the closet and threw open the doors. Tiago finally got a glimpse of the sex paraphernalia he had expected earlier. Behind the tan cow he saw lingerie, strap-ons, lube, dildos and other toys. She selected a pink pair of handcuffs and a metal bar with a leather loop at either end. "You know the drill. Off with the clothes," she ordered.
Tiago did as he was instructed and slipped off his shirt, sandals and pants, until he stood before the bovine in only his black thong. Casey looked him up and down. "Nice bod, kitty. Good and skinny, just like I ordered. You're gonna be fun to play with." She strode up to him and leaned down for a sloppy kiss. Tiago closed his eyes and relished the big, meaty cow tongue playing around his mouth, making circles around his small barbed tongue. Casey grasped his arms, pulling their warm bodies closer together. She put his arms behind his back and slowly clamped the handcuffs down on his wrists. Tiago could feel his manhood perking up in anticipation of being dominated. They made out messily for another moment or two before the cow pulled away and gave him a gentle push. The jaguar fell back onto the soft bed and looked up at the bovine towering above him with a wicked grin on her face.
"Legs up and spread 'em," she commanded. He did as he was told, and she leaned in to slip off his thong. Tiago's white sack bounced a little as it enjoyed its freedom, and the pink tip of his rod could be seen peeking out of the top of his fuzzy sheath. Casey smiled and attached the spreader bar to his ankles with practiced ease.
"Sit up and face me," she said. Tiago complied and looked up to see the cow remove her shirt and reveal her large, round breasts. They were covered with the same short tan fur that covered the rest of her body, and were accented by large, bright pink nipples. The jaguar much preferred the male physique, but he still knew a nice pair of boobs when he saw them. Next she undid the knot on the string holding up her pajama pants, and slid them down to her ankles. Tiago's eyes widened. Before his face jiggled a set of udders larger than his head. Veins stood out from the otherwise smooth skin, and the four milkers dangled like miniature cocks eager to be played with.
"Well don't just lie there, get to work!" she ordered, snapping Tiago out of his daze. She got close enough that her engorged sack pressed against his chin. It was warm and fleshy, and was filling his senses with her distinctly bovine scent. His lips parted and he gave the squishy pink surface a long stroke of the tongue. The bovine rumbled in satisfaction as he worked his way up and down wherever he could reach. "Yyyyeessss, just like that. Good boy." She pressed into him harder, and he savored the taste of the female sack, enjoying the feeling of the little hairs on his tongue. He leaned his head further back to service the underside of her udders, which Casey happily let him do. The weight of the full sack pressed down on his jaw as he slowly worked his way further and further back, until the taste changed as his tongue found the cow's moist, warm slit.
Tiago heard a snap and lurched at the unexpected pain on his stomach. Casey took a step back and waved a disapproving finger at him. In her other hand was a pink riding crop, the source of the sharp sting. Since when did she have that?
"Rule number one," said Casey, "you don't touch my cunt. That's my property now, you hear?" Tiago nodded. "Rule number two: you're my bitch tonight. You're my slave. I've worked enough years that I deserve my own now."
She walked back to the closet. With her back turned to him, Tiago couldn't see what she was up to. "You see, I used to be a prostitute, much like yourself," she explained. "I had to whore myself out to countless men. I've been fucked in that hole more times than I can count. I've been beaten and taken advantage of. I've given birth to kids I never wanted and could never afford to keep. I felt like there was no escape from the hell I'd gotten myself into. But one day, all that changed. I was offered a job designing hydraulic systems on heavy machinery. I accepted in a heartbeat, and a few years later, here I am with my own apartment and my own car. I've even got some money in the bank."
Tiago saw her attaching straps behind her lower back. Looks like I'm in for a strap-on, he thought. Is that really the worst she can do?
"Then I got thinking," the cow continued, "why sit here and ignore the life I once had? Men did some terrible things to me. I figured it's time I return the favor." She turned around, and Tiago's eyes shot wide open. Attached to her engorged udder was a large leather circle with a knotted dildo sticking out of the center. Four clear tubes lay on the exterior of the circle, encasing her udder-nipples. Tiago's heart beat faster as he saw they were connected by smaller tubes to the thick dildo in the center, which he noticed had a small hole at the tip.
"You like it, kitty-slut? It's my own little invention. The hydraulics job sure gave me some handy experience for inventing stuff like this. This is a prototype, one that I hope to mass-produce and sell to females all over the world to let them turn the tables on those who take them for granted. You'll be the first to see what it can do. You should feel honored."
Casey drew closer to him, riding crop in hand. The black silicone cock bobbed in front of the jaguar's face ominously. He could already see a drop of white liquid at its tip. "I've been saving up this load for days," the cow crooned. "You said you had a thirst for milk? You should be careful what you wish for. Open up."
Tiago gulped and opened his maw. A sharp snap rang out, and the jaguar's chest stung. "Wider!" Casey shouted. He unhinged his jaw, opening it as wide as he could. A second later it was stuffed with rubber cock. Casey pressed in, and a spurt of milk shot into the depths of Tiago's mouth. The cow mooed in pleasure and started working up a rhythm, pounding his mouth and forcing the dildo deeper and deeper inside. With each thrust another stream of milk erupted from its tip. Tiago could feel the warm, thick liquid running down his esophagus, the taste of silicone and milk overwhelming his senses. His jaw ached as the faux cock buried itself in his maw, firing spurt after spurt down his throat and into his stomach. "Y-yyeesssss," the cow moaned, rubbing her breasts in slow circles with her free paws.
Tiago was caught completely off-guard. He had given his fair share of blowjobs before, but rarely was there this much liquid involved, and never so soon. It was all he could do to keep up with the constant stream of milk gushing into his mouth. His throat worked hard to swallow continuously, but after a couple minutes he could feel his muscles already tiring. Casey knew it, too. She chuckled maliciously and started pressing harder, making the knot of the dildo batter Tiago's lips. The streams of milk became longer and more forceful. His stomach was already full--he could feel it start to distend as more of the warm liquid poured down his throat. He could feel his belly rise and expand, and still the cow pounded him.
The jaguar could take no more. The milk was flooding his mouth faster than he could swallow. His eyes widened as he felt the liquid rising to the level of his windpipe. He gagged and jerked back against the dildo's incessant attack. After a few more cruel thrusts, Casey finally granted him mercy and pulled out roughly. Tiago coughed and heaved, milk splashing on the floor from his mouth and nose. His lungs contracted again and again, trying to force any remnants of the liquid out. The jaguar fell backward onto the bed and turned over onto his distended belly, gasping and wheezing for air. The milk had luckily kept his throat well lubricated, but his stomach felt like it was about to burst.
He tried coughing up some of the liquid to alleviate the pressure but was met with several sharp snaps on the back. "Ah-ah-ah, we'll have none of that here!" Casey went to the closet and came back with a ball gag. "Open up, kitty. We wouldn't want to spill any of my nice juices, now would we?" Tiago forced his tired muscles to swallow once more and reluctantly opened up wide enough for the familiar red ball to pass his lips. The cow secured the elastic gag tightly, making sure no milk would escape. The feline breathed through flared nostrils. With his stomach so full it was hard to get a full breath.
"Now, how did that feel?" the tan bovine asked. "Have you had your fill of milk yet?"
"Mmmrrmf," Tiago groaned through the gag.
"What was that? You want more?"
"Hrmmmffff!"
"Well if you want more the least you could do is say please. Rude! But since you're my guest of honor tonight, I'll overlook the formalities." She walked around the bed to get behind the jaguar and hopped up on it. She placed her hands on his fuzzy rear and gave it a squeeze. "I presume you know what comes next, right? The other half of your body wants milk too, you know."
"Nnnrrr-hrrrr!"
"Oh don't worry, I already thought of that. You won't need any lube, trust me. That's the beauty of my little invention. Oh, look! What a cute little tailhole you have! All pink and puckered. So clean, too! But not for long."
Casey lifted the feline's hips up, forcing him to kneel on the bed with his head down and his ass up. The spreader bar between his legs kept them right where the cow wanted them, and provided her with a perfect view of the jaguar's white-furred ass. His testicles dangled beneath, and partially hidden behind them was the feline's barbed cock. "Oh, look at that! Kitty's been having fun, too! He's excited for more, isn't he?" The cow fondled his dick, relishing in the little twitches of pleasure her slave gave.
Tiago groaned. His position was uncomfortable, to say the least. With his arms behind his back, his torso was forced to slant downwards, making the milk in his stomach threaten to come up again. His ass was high in the air, and the bovine held his tail up to get a clear shot at his taint. He could feel her rumbling in anticipation, inching closer and closer on the bed until the milk-covered dildo brushed against his pucker. His body tingled in pleasure, but he knew it was about to get uncomfortable. The sex toy was about nine inches long. He'd taken longer before, but this one's knot was nothing to scoff at. He had the impression this was going to be a very fulfilling experience.
The cow massaged his sack with one hand and grabbed her faux dick with the other. She pumped it a few times, covering the jaguar's ass with her warm milk. "Look at you," she said, "the textbook definition of a little slut. You've got white stuff all over your ass! I should punish you for being such a dirty little whore." She grabbed his ass cheeks with each hand and pulled them apart, stretching his tailhole open slightly. She pressed her cock against the opening and gave it a few pokes. It wasn't enough for the black silicone rod to penetrate his tight pucker, but enough to send jets of warm milk up his hole. The jaguar shuddered in pleasure, momentarily forgetting about his engorged stomach. The prods against his tailhole steadily grew more forceful. His ring was slowly expanding to under the demanding dick. Tiago took a deep breath through his nose and forced his muscles to relax and enjoy the punishment.
Casey gave one final shove, and his puckered entrance gave way. Tiago gasped as his well-lubricated tunnel ate up half the cock on the first shove. The jaguar trembled in pleasure at the sensation of being stuffed so quickly. Warm milk gushed into his moist passage and made its way deeper inside.
"Th-thaaaaaat's it," the cow moaned. "Take it like a good bitch. Lemme fill you up." She pushed her hips forward and the dildo slid further into the jaguar's rear, making him wince in discomfort. As much as he liked it rough, he was used to having some kind of warm-up stretch first. The milk slickened his tight passageway and allowed the silicone cock to bury itself in an additional two inches. He squirmed and bit down on the ball gag in his mouth.
"Ah, kitty's trying to wiggle out of this, is he?" Casey leaned over him and grabbed his shoulders. "You're not getting away from my punishment," she whispered in his ear. "You're gonna take all my milk like a good kitty."
"Mmmmff!" Tiago whimpered as the last inch and a half slid past his pucker. The large knot now pressed against his hole and squirted the cow's juices deep inside. Now that her subject's rear was sufficiently loosened, Casey drew her black dick nearly all the way out and plunged it once more into his depths, enjoying the little mewls the jaguar gave. She worked up a rhythm, slow at first, making sure to press against his hole firmly to fill him with her milk. Her tempo slowly increased. Tiago felt the cow's rod battering his prostate, drawing murrs from the restrained jaguar. Soon she was pounding his rear and making her juices dribble out his hole, down his sack and onto the bed.
"Oops, looks like your dripping," the cow cooed. "We'll have to plug that leak, now won't we?" Her thrusts grew slower yet firmer. Tiago felt the silicone knot pressing against his slickened hole, demanding entry. His resistance was fading fast. The jaguar's pucker was so thoroughly covered in milk that the bulge was slowly spreading it wider and wider to accept the bovine's artificial girth. Tiago moaned as he felt his muscled ring stretching to limits he never thought he'd experience tonight. Casey grunted with effort as she pulled on the jaguar's shoulders for extra penetration power. Milk was now gushing into the feline's rear--he could feel the warm liquid filling up his intestines already. The cow drew her hips back once more, leaving only the dildo's head inside her victim before driving it home.
Tiago yowled and bit down hard on his ball gag as the girthy knot buried itself in his colon. His vision swam as his mind was bombarded with sensations of pain and pleasure. He felt sweat dripping off the cow above him, who was panting in exertion. "There we go," she said. "All set. Now we're ready for the fun part. Looks like you could do with putting on a few pounds. Why don't I help you with that?"
"Mmmf!" The jaguar grunted as the bovine pounded his tailhole with a renewed vigor, pistoning back and forth in short thrusts that sent spurt after spurt of milk deep into his insides. He felt her warm udder pressing against his ass with each thrust, slowly growing squishier as it emptied its contents into him. With the dildo's thick knot now plugging up his tight passageway, there was nowhere for the cow's liquids to go but further in. Each squelching sound meant more and more pressure at the bottom of his gut. He could feel the liquids working their way up, slowly but surely, until the warm, wet sensations told him the new torrent of milk had met up with what had already been forced in from the other end. He shuddered as he grew more and more full.
"F-fuuuuucccckk..." Casey was clearly relishing dominating the small jaguar. She grunted with each thrust, half from exertion and half from pleasure. "That's right. Take it all..." The cow took a paw away from Tiago's shoulder to reach back and finger herself. She let out a low moo as her fingers brushed between her moist nether-lips, changing into a sharp intake of breath as her digits circled around her clit. "Mmf! Y-yeeeaaahhh~"
Her strong bovine hips bucked harder as her fingers dug deeper into her sensitive slit, pounding her jaguar fucktoy beneath with gusto. She held Tiago's shoulder with an iron grip as she plowed into him over and over, sending milk gushing through his insides and making his belly bloat wider. Tiago bit down on the ball gag hard as the pressure inside him kept building. His insides protested, but at the same time, damn did it feel good. Never in his career, not even when he once had the pleasure of servicing two draft horses, did he feel this much warm liquid inside him. The thick knot felt like someone had squeezed a fist up his pucker (a sensation he was no stranger to), yet the squelching sound and the fulfilling sensation were entirely unique. His taint was in a numb bliss. His erect pecker bobbed up and down each time Casey drove the contents of her udders into him, flinging pre all over his fuzzy chest and the bed. He felt lightheaded from the bombardment of new sensations.
"S-shit..." Casey was panting hard. Saliva from her meaty tongue dripped onto Tiago's back, making his fur slick. Her thick fingers slid in and out of her tight hole deeper and deeper. She was now two knuckles deep, and she relished the knobby feel of each one as they caressed her sensitive organ. With a gasp she let a third finger join the party, quickly becoming slick with her potent juices. Despite pleasuring herself so, she never let up on her assault on Tiago's ass. He closed his eyes and let out a whimper of pure bliss with each tantalizing thrust.
"Dammit," she cursed, and took her other paw off Tiago's shoulder. She bent low over his back, covering his small form completely, and rubbed his distended belly in slow circles. The jaguar squirmed as she applied varying amounts of pressure to different locations, feeling the warm liquids squeezed through different parts of his body. Her paw brushed by Tiago's barbed rod, sending shivers up his spine. She wrapped her fingers around his fuckstick and began pumping in time with her powerful thrusts. She played with his glans one moment, rubbing her fingers along his sensitive barbs, then jacking his shaft hard the next moment, then gripping his base with a viselike grip and pounding off his length slowly, sensually. "T-that's right. Moan, my little bitch..."
"Mmmf~" Between having her dominating weight on top of him, having her knot buried inside his tight tunnel, being pounded and filled by those squishy udders, and her jerking him off, he couldn't take it anymore. He gave a muffled cry as his balls seized up and shot hot spunk all over the bed beneath him. Casey felt his pulsating cock through her paw and jacked him harder, milking every last shot of jizz from his sack. She kept him going, shot after shot, working his balls to their limit as they finally enjoyed the release that had been building up for so long. With her other hand she buried her fingers inside her hole and cried out as she finally hit climax. Her moist organ squeezed against her thick digits and squirted out her pungent liquids, filling her head with all the sensations of ecstasy. The two sweaty mammals both moaned with the shared pleasure of the moment.
Casey removed her spunk-covered paw from his cock and pushed it against his upturned ass. His sphincter protested as the girthy knot slowly slid past, until the strapon came out with a pop and a gush of thick milk. The jaguar exhaled loudly as his guts pumped out the warm liquid, trying to ease the pressure in his belly. It flowed freely from his taint, making a mess of the bed sheet underneath and dripping down his taut ballsack.
Once the flow had slowed to a dribble Casey gripped his shoulders and rolled the two of them on their side. She pulled him close, spooning him and rubbing the length of her faux shaft against his sack and sheath. The bovine stroked his furry chest, eliciting muffled purrs from the feline. "You enjoy my little invention?" she asked. Tiago pulled his lips into a smile around the ball gag and nodded slowly. "Good~" Her paws rubbed his stuffed belly, sending tingling sensations up his spine.
"Hey, uh... Tiago, was it? I... I'm sorry I kind of took out all my anger on you. I've been frustrated with the world, not with you. I think I got a little carried away."
"Mmrr hff nnn hnn-hrr."
"Oh whoops, lemme fix that." She pulled on the elastic and slid the band off, then popped the soft ball out of his mouth. Tiago coughed. He could still taste her milk on his tongue. His jaw ached, but his throat still tingled in pleasure from the pounding he got earlier.
"I shouldn't have tried to make you the enemy," she said. "We're both in the same situation. The life you're leading isn't easy, I'd know, and I certainly wasn't making it any easier. I should know better. Our kind has to stick together, y'know?" She gave him a tight hug from behind, making his stomach squelch in protest and making milk dribble from his ravaged hole. "Oh, heh, sorry. Never realized just how well this thing works."
"It's fine," Tiago purred. "You didn't hurt me or anything. I like being treated rough~"
"Heh, I know." The cow bit her lip. "I still feel like I made this thing out of spite, though. Out of hatred. I'm not sure if that's the sort of image I want to be selling if I start having these mass-produced. I don't think I'm ready to put these on the market just yet."
Tiago rubbed his ass cheeks against her flaccid udders, earning a happy rumble from the big bovine. "If you think that's best. I hope you do get the chance to produce them and get rich off them someday," he said sincerely. "It's definitely unique. And hey, if you ever need someone to test future prototypes..."
Casey chuckled. "I'll know just where to find my test subject."