Bottoms up

"Now c'mon up and take a pull on this teat." Cowgirl Tara sensually palpated Willow's cow udder boobs, making Willow the human cow moo in happiness.

"Do what now?" Xander asked in confusion.

Tara again squeezed Willow's nipple and shot a stream of breast milk towards him.

"No way." Xander shook his head, backing away from the stream of breast milk.

"C'mon, Mister H, this little lady needs to be milked. And we're all thats here. Got to do yer duty." Tara leaned over, craned her head in and latched onto the nipple she had been squeezing. Tara's pleased mmming was over whelmed by Willow's lowing moan of pleasure.

"You gotta be fucking kidding me." Xander turned his head away. As much as he might fantasize about lesbians being sexy and having sex. He wasn't going to perv on his mind controlled friends while they did it. He should really get them to stop.

Although this did give him a shot at unplugging them while they were distracted. So... he had to let them keep... milking.

Carefully walking toward his friends Xander made sure to approach in stealth. There was no way to just walk up and demand to see their assholes and what butt plugs they had plugged in. He couldnt see anything while approaching Tara from behind, her position obscuring the buttplug. So if he wanted to get it out he would have to get hands on....

"Oy." Xander got down on his knees and kneewalked up to Tara's backside. He oddly noted it was a more muscular butt then he had been expecting. And more tan then he had thought as her entire ass was left free thanks to the chaps she was wearing, the little brown bikini was a g string so there was no coverage in back either.

Xander raised his hands to either side of Tara's cheeks and tried to work up the courage. Closing his eyes Xander decided to just get it over with. He clapped his hands down on Tara's ass cheeks, grabbed a handful and pulled to reveal the butt plug. He prayed to god, "Please dont kill me."

"What in Sam Hill!" Tara yelped as she wrenched herself off of Willow's teat.

Xander could see the brown gem of the butt plug resting in Tara's ass. Freeing one hand to get it he was quickly denied as Tara did a full body turn to find out who was behind her. Xander now found himself looking at Tara's crotch.

He glanced up to see her looking down at him. "I can explain..."

"Well if you were feelin frisky why didnt ya just say so Mister H." Tara smiled suggestively down at him reaching out a hand to ruffle his hair. "Y'know our little lady Willow is in season, she'd be right happy to be bred by a big bull like you, Mister H."

"Wha?" Xander was too stunned to try and comprehend.