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.

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.

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"

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?"

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.

My first erotic story [mf] [reluctant mm] [cuckoldry] [anal] [analingus] [69] [verbal abuse]

My relationship with Tammy was going well. Sometimes we played video games together. Then one day I came home from my shift at Papa John's. I went into the bedroom and saw Tammy 69ing with a big muscular guy. She was on top and her eyes were bugging out of her skull as she tried to fit more than the plum-sized head of his prick in her mouth. He sucked her clit and shoved a spit-lubed finger all the way up her asshole while simultaneously yanking one of her nipples. I stood there for several seconds before Tammy noticed I was there.

"Hey Timmy, this is Tyrell," she said as she crawled toward the head of the bed. He looked at me as he removed his finger from her forbidden place. "Sup?" he said. I stammered as he turned his back to me and pinned her head against the headboard with his fire hydrant. She used both her hands to pull open her mouth as wide as it would go. His pecker slid into her mouth as she drooled on herself. Then he began fucking her face, causing the back of her head to slam against the headboard repeatedly.

My Fantasy is Complete [Mfff] [Spy][Creep][Oral]

Before I go into the story, here's some back story. I have the hots for my best friends sister. My best friends name is Steve and his sisters name is Carly. Carly was always a bitch to me but was super attractive. She was a red head, 18 years old, about 5'7, skinny but not to skinny and had great perky tits with a tight ass. Although she was always bitchy and mean to me, I found her so sexy and always dreamed of her.

So come the weekend, I knew Steve was at his cottage and only Carly was home. I sent him a message saying "Hey Steve, I left my bag at your house, anyway I could go get it?" He replies saying, " Yeah sure, the side doors always open". I decide to take a drive over and knock on the front door so I have an excuse to talk to Carly. Nobody answers and I go through the side. As I enter I call out, "Hello, anybody home?". No reply. I begin to look around and see that Carly and her two friends are swimming in the backyard.

The Secretary’s Surprise [MT] [blkmail] [reluc] [trans]

My day was going pretty good. I had just hired a secretary last week, and man, did that make a big difference. Good god, dealing with the new healthcare exchanges is a pain in the ass; I'm so glad I could get someone to do it.

She was hot, too, and dressed a little bit more provocatively than I would generally condone, but she seemed like a hard worker; she wasn't using her looks to get out of work, and eh, it is a relaxed dresscode environment.

I got an important sales call, and figured I'd have her drive me and, you know, help with the sale. Good looking women always helped with that, and her pantsuit was a little bit shorter and a little bit lower cut than regulation, but she was still pretty professional looking.

So we get to the auto-parts distributor; The meeting goes well; I turn up my pesudo-country boy charm, and successfully convince them that I can handle their datacenter needs, and that I'm the sort of guy they can handle talking to.

Sharing my girlfriend [MFM] [Share]

The night started all began with a couple of drinks as these things usually do. I was out on a lad’s night out, anyways about half way through the night we ended up getting chatting to another group of lads in the smoking area of the club that we were in. I ended up getting along better with one of the guys, (lets call him Paul) more than the others we just seemed to click; we shared a lot of the same interests (little did I know that by the end of the night that it would include my girlfriend).

Anyways he and I decided to get a drink at the bar. After two beers, he and I ended up getting into a drinking competition, which consisted of a 3 shots in about 10 minutes, needless to say that put us well on our way. After that the night progressed no differently really than any other night. At the end of the night as we were leaving he remarked that he lived in an area that is quite close to where I live. I suggested that we get a taxi. Admittedly, the reason for this was because he was slightly worse for wear than I after a heavy nights drinking. This became apparent when he announced in the taxi that he could remember where he lived but due to the alcohol coursing through his veins, not his exact address.

Forced Favors [FM] [Str8] [blkmail] [reluc] [huml]

My flatmates hosted a party last Friday. We all work at the same huge company, and most the guests were also employees there, people I've seen a few times, maybe talked to, but not many I knew well.

On Saturday morning I had plans with my boyfriend for his 25th birthday, so I intended to shower and pass out early.

During the party one of my flatmates introduced me to his coworkers, Faisal and Jason. I talked with them for the better part of an hour before deciding to retire. They were both fun to talk to, interesting. Faisal was texting someone the entire time, so I mostly spoke with Jason, which was totally fine by me at the time because Jason is hot. We exchanged stories about our hometown, work, etc, and he seemed totally normal.

I excused myself to get ready for bed and went to my room, gathered my clothes, and headed to the bathroom. About ten feet of hallway separates my room from the bathroom, so suppose he saw me walking there with my clothes and towel. I took off my clothes and set them on the counter top next to my pajamas, and got in the shower like normal.