Author: not-the-real-me

Maxwell Farm: Part 6 of 6 [MF and FFF, Fantasy, Breeding farm, Mild furry(cow), Lactation, Weight gain, preg, huml, reluc]

HER

I feel warm and safe. A contented sigh escapes my lips as I sit between Vicky and Bre. My muscles relax under Vicky's gentle touch. My eyes drift closed. I am exhausted from the ride over, and my mind, which has been racing with thoughts all day, is finally quiet.

Bre dips her hand in a nearby water bucket and lovingly kneads the cool liquid into my thigh. I hear a soft splash as she returns to the bucket and then back to my leg. I let out a low moan. I don't want to admit how good her attention feels. I snuggle my head deep in Vicky's pillowy fat. She leans forward and tenderly kisses my stubby horns.

I open my eyes as I hear Bre shift next to me. She groans a little, grabbing her beach ball belly, as she rises to her knees. She takes a rag, which had been hanging on the fence, and dunks it into the water. I listen as she rings the rag, a stream of water pouring back into the bucket. She places the damp cloth on my rear, just above my tail, and slowly rubs it across my skin. Read more »

Maxwell Farm: Part 5 of 6 [MF and FFF, Fantasy, Breeding farm, Mild furry(cow), Lactation, Weight gain, preg, huml, reluc]

HER

Dust kicks up behind the trailer as you drive me to Charlie Johnson’s farm. My body jiggles and bounces as we travel down a bumpy dirt road. The dust chokes me, making me cough, and an hour or so into the drive, I start to feel rather sick. I curl up in the hay on the floor of the trailer, but my mind is too full of thoughts to let me sleep.

By the time we reach our destination, I have grown quite thirsty. You lead me out of the trailer and to a trough just inside gate to Charlie’s barn. After only a few swallows, I can tell that Charlie has doctored his water the same way you have. I am simultaneously relieved and disappointed. My body craves the water, and yet, I long to be fit again.

You tell me to wait by the gate while you go to the farmhouse to let Charlie know we have arrived. At the opposite side of the pen, I see a group of five cows gossiping. Two are pregnant, although they don’t appear to be as debilitated as Missy. They both lean against the fence, their backs ached and their giant stomachs thrust forward. The others are about Mable’s size, maybe a little larger. One is wearing tight denim jeans that highlight her expansive hips and comparatively small waist. Another has on a plaid button-up that can barely contain her large, rounded breasts. Read more »

Maxwell Farm: Part 4 of 6 [MF and FFF, Fantasy, Breeding farm, Mild furry(cow), Lactation, Weight gain, preg, huml, reluc]

HER

I rush to dress and dry my eyes before Isobel arrives. As I grab my overalls, I find that I cannot get them over my rapidly expanding ass. I jump, shimmy, and pull, but they are just too small. Isobel arrives to see my large white rear, bare and exposed, with my overalls pulled tightly underneath.

“I told you to lay off the clover,” she mocks, dropping the bucket and walking back to her friends.

I fall to the hay, sobbing hysterically. I am so fat, and I hate it. I hear the sheep laughing. Then they start to taunt Yinlee: “You wanted to be like the cows.” “Soon you’ll be a fat whore like Kami.” “I will not!” she shouts back in protest. As I cry, my muscles grow tense and achy. By now I realize that even having the water on my skin is making me fat. I’ll just have to do without, I resolve silently as my sobs fade to a sniffle.

Still depressed and embarrassed, I wrap myself in my blanket and walk to Mable’s stall. She is lying quietly in the hay, her shirt partially unbuttoned as she nurses Toby. “Do you have any…bigger clothes I could borrow?” I ask meekly. Read more »

Maxwell Farm: Part 3 of 6 [MF and FFF, Fantasy, Breeding farm, Mild furry(cow), Lactation, Weight gain, preg, huml, reluc]

HIM

Several weeks go by, its now almost mid spring, the fields are almost completely tilled and you find you're working shorter and shorter days, not because you're getting lazy, but because there's less to do. Strangely you're okay with this, lounging in the fields or your stall more and more. Your clothes still feel impossibly tight, but you know you can't work it all off at once. Plus you haven't been drinking the water from the trough, just getting regular rub downs from me when you need them.

One day you wake up to a gentle hand on your body, its early, the sun hasn't even risen yet. You rub your eyes and glance around until you notice me in your pen, rubbing your leg slowly, examining you. You smile and giggle in your half-sleeping state and moo softly, "mmmoo … Max that… feels good… ta wake up to" my hands caress your thick thighs and down your calves, and as you follow my hands you can't help but feel that tingle again. Wanting, nay needing, that delicious explosion again you roll onto your belly and push your butt out, spreading your legs to reveal your plump fuckhole to me, mooing softly to encourage me. "Mmmmoo… Max.. p-please… mmmmooo … touch me again" Read more »

Maxwell Farm: Part 2 of 6 [MF and FFF, Fantasy, Breeding farm, Mild furry(cow), Lactation, Weight gain, preg, huml, reluc]

HIM

As you exit the barn and see my silhouette in the fields you notice there's the silhouette of a plow next to me. As you approach you notice there's no bull or horse to pull it and before you have a chance to question I cut you off, "Now Kami, I know you've got an… attestation to bein' a milking cow, truth is I could really use the hand plowing the field this season." My voice is deep and rich, just a hint of a southern accent to it, but not a drawl, you might almost think me a southern gentleman were it not for the flannel shirt and faded jeans. I stand at least a half a head taller than you, and you never really got the feeling of just how broad my shoulders were, built like an ox some might say.

I continue speaking, drawing you from your thoughts, "Now your master gave me the notion you would rather work like a bull than milk like a cow, an'… judging by the shape you got," I pat your thick thighs with a big calloused hand, emphasizing the shape I mean, "I figure you got some muscles that could be put to mighty fine use here under this plow." I gesture to the equipment, already to be used. "So… what do you say? You help me out and I see if I can convince your old farmer not to sell or slay ya, deal?" Read more »

Maxwell Farm: Part 1 of 6 [MF and FFF, Fantasy, Breeding farm, Mild furry(cow), Lactation, Weight gain, preg, huml, reluc]

This roleplay takes place on a multi-purpose farm with a human farmer and a variety of half-human, half-animal hybrids. Kami, a cow-hybrid, was brought to the farm to be bred by Max, the human owner of the farm. Kami is a reluctant breeder, who must be fattened up and broken in before she will be ready to bear offspring. This unfinished roleplay concludes with Kami being sent off to a dairy farm to prepare for her impending motherhood.

Thanks to Penningthrowaway for expanding my horizons and being a great RP partner.

HER

I shield my eyes as I exit the trailer and enter the sunlight. Your farm is much nicer than the one I came from. I see rolling fields to my right and left, with your pale blue farm house sitting atop the highest hill. In the distance there is an orchard full of newly blossoming apple trees. And off to my left is a freshly painted barn – my new home. Read more »