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Gin, a green and blue deer, fashioned a yawn, rubbing at his eyes from his sleep. A dim morning light crept in through the shutters behind his bed, glazing the room in a purple hue. He stretched his arms out in bed, rising and walking downstairs into the kitchen.

The tiles of the room were glossy, the room bare aside from a set of tabletops with a connected oven and refrigerator. Opening the fridge, he grabbed the milk checking the label. It read, "Fresh milk down at the local farms, the finest milk in the land!"

Letting a small grunt, he bent down opening a cabinet and grabbed a bowl, pouring some milk into it. Some Jackaroo's, his favourite cereal, was sitting idly on his bench top. He grabbed the box, pouring some into the bowl and chowing down.

Mid-way through his breakfast, his landline had started to ring from the lounge room. Gin rushed to answer it, bringing up the phone to his ear. "This is Ginsey."

"Hey Gin, its your uncle, David. Can I get you to help down at the farm today? I have some business in the city, so I'll be gone for the day. Some sort of new advertising campaign for my milk products."

"Alright sure, when should I come down? Any specific time?"

"Come down at around nine, there's always quite a lot to get done down at the farm. Thank you for this, I owe you one." His uncle hung up the phone. Gin set the landline back on the phone stand, heading back up into his room to get dressed.

Scavenging through his drawers, he located a nice plain green shirt that matched his fur nicely, and blue track suit pants. Huffing to himself, he grabbed his wallet and a spare set of keys off his desk that was sitting in the corner of the room and proceeded down to the front door. He locked the door behind him and got into the car.

The red metallic paint of the car shone under the morning sun, more light reflecting over the deer's face. Turning the ignition with his car key, he backed out of the driveway and made way his way out of the city, seeing an art and crafts shop in his rear-view mirror.

The traffic was busy this morning, other people trying to get to work on time. Navigating the traffic was always difficult around this time. Large buildings with multiple complex passed by in quick succession as Gin drove towards the outskirts of the city, the road becoming narrower as the traffic dispersed.

A thick flurry of trees spread on both sides of the road, densely packed as he passed by. He drove out for another hour, passing the forest and coming into a clear valley with a line of trees shielding the farm property for privacy. Gin brought his car to a halt beside a gap in the trees, a large fence leading to the estate.

Gin pressed a button on the side of the fence, opening it up. He hopped back into the car and drove into the driveway, parking the car beside the large house. He knocked on the door, a large deer with antlers scratching on the rim of the doorframe appeared. "Ah Gin! You're rather early, its seven in the morning!"

Gin nodded, "I just decided to come early, can't hurt right? Thought I could give you a helping hand around the place a bit earlier."

"Alright then, well if you're here I guess I should head out too then. There's a chore list on the fridge, you have been here before, but if you get a bit lost, I believe Topo should be around here too."

Gin raised an eyebrow, "wait, why do you need my help if you already have whoever this Topo is around here?"

"There is a lot of work to get done today son, I need as much help as I can get around here, all I need you to do is to cover for me. That's all. Now I need to leave now, good luck!" The deer passed by Gin and unlocked a white pick-up truck, driving it out of the range.

Gin entered the household, taking a left into the kitchen. On the fridge, a note was hanging by a magnet with _Chores_written on it. "Alright, let's see what we have here: replace the hay in the horse pens, fetch the eggs out of the chicken hutch, and, milk the cows? That shouldn't be hard," he clasped his paws together, "let's do this."

He exited through the back door, several buildings in the distance, a large generic barn, horse stables and a chicken pen. A stack of hay bales lay against the side of the house, so Gin bent down, hoisting it over to the horse pen.

On the way there, he spotted a tall Roo, with dark brown fur and deep blue highlights. A long blue streak went down his back, and a blue tuft of fur danced over his eyes. Seeing Gin in the distance, he gave a short wave, then hopped toward the barn to the north.

Uncle David didn't have that many horses in his stables, only two, but they were domesticated animals, unlike the more intelligent one standing there clutching a bale of hay. The horses noticed his presence, whinnying and clopping around in the little pens.

Gin set the bale down, grabbing at a loose leash and tying the horse to the side of the pole holding the pen up. He opened the pen, unhooking the latch, and tossed some hay over the floor, setting down a generous amount into the corner for the horse. He repeated the same for the other horse, untying the leashes when he finished.

Topo came hopping down to the horse stable, seeing Gin finishing up with the hay. "Hey, you're the one David had been talking about, right? It's nice to meet you! I'm Topo, Gin, right?"

Gin turned, seeing the bulky Roo in a straw hat and blue overalls. "Oh, hi. I'm only helping whilst Uncle's in the city. He mentioned you at the door, do you work here with him or something."

The Roo went silent for a moment, "he hired me to help with his stock, I help around the barn and in the financial department when he sells his milk to the city's stores. You better get to fishing out the eggs, we don't need the chickens getting too attached to them now do we?"

Gin nodded, heading towards the chicken hutch. Topo called after him, "see me in the barn after you're done! I'll show you how we do the milking around here, we do it a bit differently on this farm!"

Gin got the memo, approaching a pen almost the size of him. He walked around the side, examining for a compartment with the eggs, feeling a bump over the exterior. He lifted the hatch, peering inside. He came face to face with a chicken with pure white feathers, staring him down. He carefully reached underneath the aggro chicken, feeling for some eggs underneath the nest. He grabbed an egg from the nest, the chicken almost pecking his finger off as he closed the hatch on it.

A basket leaned against the hutch, putting the egg into the basket. He went around to several other hatches pulling more eggs out and resting them down into the basket. Picking up the basket, he entered the house and put them on top of the kitchen counter, heading back outside and towards the barn.

Topo was standing at the entrance of the barn, beaming a sly smile. "Hey, you finally finished! We have some cows to milk now, as you already know David makes his money from his milk, I may have to show you a thing or two before we get started, but it's not too complicated."

Gin smiled, "I don't believe he's ever let me do this before, so yeah you might need to show me, shouldn't to be too hard. Right?"

"No, of course not! Come in and I'll show you!"

Topo opened the bar door, sliding it to the right, but Gin saw there were no cows inside the barn. He looked at Topo suspiciously, seeing a frying pan heading his way. Everything went black.

***

Gin awoke, blinking his eyes rapidly in the light. He saw Topo standing over him, his big legs and torso towering over his figure. He attempted to stand, but he found that his legs and arms and legs had been tied to his body with rope, leaving him bound there struggling.

"Ack! What is this! Why am I tied up like this?!"

The Roo waved his finger, crouching beside him. "Hush Gin, I know you'll enjoy this. The population of the city don't realise how their milk is made; they just drink it. And you want to know how? We milk our cows! Their all tied up on the floor below the barriers of the stalls. Just like you." He winked at Gin and he trembled.

It was only now that he realised that he was naked, his cock peaking out of his sheath. The Roo coaxed it out fully, gently rubbing over it, squeezing and stroking it as Gin groaned. His mind hated the feeling, but his body was betraying him.

Topo reached for some rope strewn across the ground beside him. He began tying the rope to Gin's right ankle, threading over a hook suspended to the rafters and tying it to his left paw criss-crossing it over his back. He repeated the process with another rope, tying his ankles to his paws diagonally. He pulled the clasp over the hook, locking the rope to the hook. He pulled on a pulley at the far corner of the pen, raising the hook further from the ground and raising Gin off the ground, leaving him bound hanging there.

He limply struggled, wincing slightly, his cock leaking drops of pre onto the hay near Topo's feet paws. "Jeez, we have quite an excited cow now, don't we? Don't worry, we'll be getting lots of milk from this one, clearly."

"Please! Somebody, help M--MMRFFF!" Gin tried calling, but Topo clasped his paw over his jaws, closing them shut.

"Tisk, tisk, we can't have you calling out for help now, you might ruin our fun."

Gin could've sworn he could hear muffled yells from the other stalls in the barn, but he became preoccupied as Topo pushed a muzzle over his jaws, tightening it around and behind his head. More muffled yells came out from Topo reached for a bucket and positioned it underneath Gin. He gave Gin a gentle push, seeing him swing to and fro from the rope, sweating profusely.

"Mrghff!" he mumbled, struggling against his bonds.

"Let's start the milking, you seem to be rather pent up already, don't want to keep the customers waiting."

He squeezed Gin's cock slightly, licking the tip a bit, Gin moaning into his gag at the pleasure. He hated it but also loved at the same time, the big burly kangaroo teasing him. His wrists strained as the Roo pumped his cock with a new dexterity, Gin already fast approaching a climax and closing his eyes at the pressure. Then he stopped.

"Not so fast! I can get a bit more from you if we tease you a bit, also its more fun that way." He removed his paw from Gin's dick, rocking his hips trying to get closer. He was so close! One touch, that was all he needed!

"Now, we normally use machines, ones specially designed for doing this job for us, we keep them going 24/7 on our cows, but your uncle wanted to give you some special treatment before we did anything else. So that's why you're not getting the milker this time around, but we'll hook you up to it next time. We can't make mass productions of this sweet stuff with just out paws." He continued pumping his penis, thumbing the head as Gin struggled against his bindings.

What does he mean next time?! Gin thought to himself, he can't keep me like this, Uncle will know about it eventually! He can't do this to me!

From the bar door, David appeared with regular shirt and pants, seeing Topo pumping on Gin's genitals. Gin's eyes grew wide, at the sight, seeing his uncle nonchalantly looking at him. "Good work Topo! No need to keep to edging him, he should be good to go now."

Gin struggled harder, groaning loudly as he rapidly approached climax and cum dripped down from his shaft and into the bucket. Topo didn't stop pumping though, Gin grunting and pulling at the rope from the overstimulation. "Nice job Topo! He should good to go for another hour, then we can put him on the milker, I'll you two be for now, I got the most amazing opportunity from the meeting today!"

Topo nodded, continuing to squeeze Gin's still pulsing cock. He was in pain, the stimulation hurting, but he felt another second wave of pleasure wash over his body, the cum dripping into the bucket below himself. A tear fell from his eyes, the pleasure too much for him.

"Oh, hush now my cow, just think of what your milk will be put towards! All the happy people you will be able to satisfy."

Gin whimpered, shaking and swaying desperately trying to untie at least one of Topo's knots. "Don't bother trying, I wound the rope around three times and tied it on with a reef knot. That's not coming off any time soon."

The overstimulation went for an hour, Topo's wrist grew tired as Gin wriggled there, exhausted from the stimulation. "Well, I guess I'll put the milker on you for the time being. You can have a rest when we filled up this bucket right here, I mean I don't know what you're going through right now, but I can assure it doesn't feel nice right?"

Gin nodded vigorously. Topo chuckled, reaching into his overall pocket and pulling out a small device with a cord attached. "It's got a tube attached to it, so you don't have to worry about it missing the bucket. We need every drop after all. The batteries have just been replaced, so they should be good to go for a few days."

He locked the device over Gin's shaft, clicking it shut. Immediately, a strong buzz was sent up his cock and sent shivers up his back. "MMMFFF!" he groaned, Topo waving as he positioned the connected tube into the bucket. He waved as he exited the stall, "Hope you have an enjoyable night, this your new life now, our very own deer cow. Have fun!"

The kangaroo's tail swished behind him, a flash of the blue strip that ran down his back before he closed the door, leaving him writhing in his own pleasure.