Mitzi tightened her grip and pulled on my cock while I watched my milkmaid grow more excited watching how to milk me.
“Mm, sometimes your bull will want variation with different instruments and toys.” Mitzi shivered. “Being pregnant amplifies the sensations and makes you crave mating.”
“Your tits are huge!” Mindy reached between her legs and flicked her swollen clit. “I want mine to look like that.”
“Would you like to finish Gen off?”
“No.” I groaned. “My cock belongs in that cunt. Feed her while I breed her.” I stepped back and watched Mitzi scramble to change the exam table’s position.
Once she had it adjusted, she climbed up and held out an udder. “Come here little moo, taste the sweetness.”
I adjusted Mindy and lined my cock up. Instead of the painful squeeze from last night, I felt her slick opening stretch to allow me inside.
“Oh! Oh! O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o.” She gushed around my thickness as Mitzi popped a teat into her mouth.
My fingers dug into her newly plush hips as I thrusted in and out. I felt my eyes roll back as my head fell back from the juicy, velvety feel.
“Yes!” I pulled her back to meet my hips and groaned as I bottomed out. “My seed can be implanted deep inside.” I growled and picked up my pace.
Mindy’s phessom flooded us, and Mitzi lowed in pleasure.
“Your great ta’ssal is poking out in her belly. It feels good bumping between my legs.” She mooed. “Almost like you’re fucking us both!”
I saw milk spilling around her udders where my tiny hucow sucked furiously. And that drove me over the edge.
My fingers dug into her hips, holding her place while I filled her womb with my seed.
CHAPTER SIX
MINDY
For the second day in a row, I woke up to the scent of the forest. Warm and woody. With a thick arm holding me across my midsection. Only today, I was excited to see him.
I moved my arm and groaned in pain. My breasts were huge and painful to touch.
“It seems my sweet Mindy-Moo needs milking.” Genmor’s deep voice made my pussy gush.
“What happened yesterday?” I turned my head to see him. “How did I get here?”
“You passed out from pleasure with a belly full of sweet cream.” His large hand spanned my abdomen before he moved it to cup my pussy. “Still wet.”
“What’s the sweet smell? I can smell you, but there’s something else there.” I groaned as his finger plumbed in and out.
“You were given a bath and tucked in bed beside me.” He added another finger. “The hormones have worked wonders on you.”
I threw my leg up over his body, giving him more room to finger me. “My bre … udders hurt.”
“They are filled with milk.” His thumb batted my swollen clit. “Are you ready to see your milking room?”
“Will that take the pain away?” I panted feeling the start of an orgasm.
“It will.” He chuckled and pulled his fingers out before I could come.
“But …”
“Come, little moo, it is time for you to be milked.” He bounced from the bed, which shook me, causing more pain.
“Ouch!” I struggled to get up, and when I finally moved off the bed and saw myself in a mirror, I understood why. “My body … it’s so …”
