{"sf1_id":1999497,"sf2_id":"dmBQRpAe","title":"Doting Cow Wife (ADHG)","author":"PapaDelta","words":687,"posted_at":"2023-06-09T04:26:56.000Z","tags":["ADHG","Boobs","Cow","Greentext","Human","Interspecies","Lactation","Light Nudity","SFW","Second Person","Slice of Life","Straight"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1999497-doting-cow-wife-adhg","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/dmBQRpAe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/f4/e0/f4e02689-7e97-4367-8fdf-1da1bf41bdfd","description":"A guy breaks his arm and his cow wife insists he drink her milk to ensure he has strong bones.  \n  \n~700 words","content":"\\\u003eHave a doting cow wife\n\n\\\u003eBreak an arm after slipping on a suspiciously placed banana peel and falling down some steps\n\n\\\u003eYour cow wife now INSISTS you drink her milk so you have strong bones and never have to wear a cast again\n\n\\\u003eArtificially induces lactation and starts milking herself when you aren't around\n\n\\\u003eEvery breakfast is either cereal that's a few bits sugary pieces floating in a pool of milk or some very soupy peaches and cream oatmeal\n\n\\\u003eDessert is always homemade ice cream\n\n\\\u003eYour coffee is always mixed with steamed milk instead of creamer\n\n\\\u003eYou appreciate the lengths your wife is going through to try and support you, but you're seriously getting tired of half your diet consisting of dairy products\n\n\\\u003eSeriously how does she produce that much milk? Her breasts aren't \"that\" big for a cow anthro\n\n\\\u003eOne morning you decide to make your own coffee and use creamer, then make your own cereal with only a reasonable amount of store bought milk\n\n\\\u003eShe enters the kitchen and her eyes go wide in shock as she spots the creamer and milk jug still on the table\n\n\\\u003e\"H-honey? Is something wrong? Is the fridge out of my milk? I swear I added another gallon just yesterday.\" The nervousness in her voice is barely hidden\n\n\\\u003e\"No dear, just felt like making my own breakfast today\"\n\n\\\u003eShe moves in closer, the tone of her voice still anxious\n\n\\\u003e\"Was there something wrong with my milk love? Do...do you not like it?\"\n\n\\\u003eYou look into those pleading green eyes of hers\n\n\\\u003e\"No, dear. Just felt like having something different today.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou go back to eating your cereal\n\n\\\u003eYou hear her rummage around the medicine cabinet and quietly (or at least as quietly as an anthro with hooves for feet could be) walk back to you\n\n\\\u003eShe wordlessly drops two pills, one white and one blue, into your coffee and takes a seat at the table\n\n\\\u003eYou look to her with a confused expression\n\n\\\u003e\"Honey? what were those for?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"They're just calcium supplements. The store bought stuff has less nutritional value than the milk I produce so I thought you should take them\" She states casually\n\n\\\u003e\"Oh, okay.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou take a sip of your coffee and-\n\n\\\u003eYour consciousness groggily returns to you\n\n\\\u003eYou feel surrounded by warmth\n\n\\\u003eAnd fur\n\n\\\u003eWeakly turning your head around you see you're in the bedroom and laying on your wife's naked lap, the only light in the room coming from a dying sun\n\n\\\u003eShe's holding your back up with one arm and rubbing your thigh with the other, the only sound in the room being your steady breathing and a pleasant tune hummed by her\n\n\\\u003eLooking upward her eyes are closed and a self-satisfied smile graces her lips\n\n\\\u003eThe breast closest to your head dribbles with milk\n\n\\\u003eSensing you waking, she stops humming and opens her eyes, gaze now turned to you\n\n\\\u003e\"All done sleepyhead?\" She coos\n\n\\\u003e\"...What?\"\n\n\\\u003eHer smile grows a little wider\n\n\\\u003e\"After breakfast we decided to get a little frisky. It seems you overexerted yourself and passed out so I've been nursing you back to health in more ways than one the entire afternoon.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I don't remember any of it.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I did say you passed out, must have lost some of your memory too. And I can't say I blame you, I never knew humans could go for 8 rounds without any breaks. At least on the bright side I won't have to take any of those damn lactation drugs anymore.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"What do you mean?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Geez anon, eight rounds without any protection and you probably got me super preggers.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I thought you said you were on birth control?!\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Oh, did I forget to tell you? There are nasty side effects if you take the lactation drugs and birth control at the same time. I stopped taking it when you broke your arm all those months ago.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Oh man...\"\n\n\\\u003eYour head drops into her elbow as you try to process the news\n\n\\\u003eHer gaze lowers from you and onto her belly\n\n\\\u003e\"So, hubby, did you have any names in mind for our calves?\"","series":{"name":"Garden of Greens (Anthology)","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1999495-bear-scars-hmofa.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1999499-honey-bear-hmofa.json"}}