Check on the six pregnant girls first before feeding to assess their breast engorgement

Paradise Breeding Farm, Rural Nowhere, at 7:28 AM on Tuesday, April 16th, 2024 (Day 2 of 7).

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You wheel the first cart into the main barn, intending to check on the six pregnant girls before beginning the general feeding rounds. But the moment you pass through the doorway, you're hit with a wall of sound—impatient yowls from catgirls, low mooing from cowgirls, sharp chirps from harpies. Forty-seven hungry monster girls, all demanding breakfast.

The practical reality hits you immediately: if you stop to check on six girls now, the other forty-one will become increasingly agitated. You need to feed everyone efficiently, then give the pregnant ones your full attention.

You adjust your plan on the fly, steering the cart toward the section housing Bessie, Amber, Celeste, Daisy, Seraphina, and Kitsune. Their stalls are clustered together—a design choice you're now grateful for.

Bessie spots you first, pressing against her stall gate. Her massive breasts are visibly swollen beneath her fur, the nipples dark and engorged. "Lily!" Her voice is breathy, almost desperate. "You came."

"I'm here," you say, filling her feeding trough with the appropriate grain mixture. "But I need to feed everyone first. All forty-seven of you. It'll take about an hour."

Amber appears beside Bessie, her tabby-patterned breasts equally engorged. "An hour?" Her tail lashes anxiously. "We're already so full..."

"I know." You move to her stall, pouring her portion. "But I promise—as soon as everyone's fed, I'll meet you all in the Milking Parlor. Nine AM sharp. I won't make you wait longer than that."

Celeste's white wings flutter as she approaches her gate, her angel-girl beauty marred by obvious discomfort. Her breasts are leaking already, thin streams of milk dampening her torso. "You'll come?" Her voice carries a manipulative edge, but also genuine need. "You'll give us what we need?"

"Every drop," you promise, filling her feeding trough with the seed mixture. "Just like yesterday. I'll take my time with each of you."

Daisy moos softly from her stall, her swollen breasts pressing against the gate bars. "We trust you, Lily." Her jealous nature shows through even now. "But don't keep us waiting. It hurts."

Seraphina and Kitsune watch from their adjacent stalls, both visibly uncomfortable. Seraphina's patient demeanor is strained—her engorged nipples dark against her pale skin. Kitsune's three tails curl anxiously around her legs, her foxgirl features tight with anticipation.

You fill both their troughs quickly. "Milking Parlor. Nine AM. I'll spend as much time with each of you as you need."

"Promise?" Kitsune's voice is small, vulnerable.

"I promise." You meet her eyes through the bars. "Now eat. You'll need your strength."

As you wheel the cart toward the next section, you can feel their eyes following you—six pregnant girls, their breasts aching with milk, their bodies primed by yesterday's oxytocin bonding to expect your mouth on their nipples again.

Forty-one more girls to feed before you can fulfill that promise.

Daily To do list :

Day 2 Schedule (7:31 AM):

- Morning feeding (47 girls) - IN PROGRESS (6 pregnant girls fed and informed of 9 AM milking; 41 remaining)

- Daily milking (6 pregnant girls) - 9:00 AM sharp, 90 min required (PROMISED)

- Breeding Session 1: Meadow/Talon - 10:00 AM

- Breeding Session 2: Crimson/Inferna - 11:30 AM

- Breeding Session 3: Luna/Sable - 1:00 PM

- Projected profit: $2,700

Day 1 Results:

Daily Target: $1,500

Total Profit: $4,095

Exceeded by: $2,595

Reward Selected: Gangbang Trigger Protocol (trigger word: strawberry)

Trigger used: 3 times this morning

Current Status: Feeding in progress (estimated 60 min remaining); pregnant girls promised 9 AM milking session

Profit: 4095