For her little cow - always.

"Mmmoooh, Lillllyyyy..." Ginger lowed, eyes fluttering open to look at her bull - even though Lily was sitting on the ground and Ginger was sitting on the lounger, their faces were almost level. "Ah-I... mmoooh, neeeed..."

"What do you need, little cow?" Lily's gentle voice was accompanied by just as gentle, but firm, tugs on the cow morph's teats, squirt after squirt of milk splashing into the bucket. "I can only help if you tell me what you need."

"Pleeaase, I... mooo..." Thinking was so very hard when she was being milked. Her udder was almost empty, and her breasts were being relieved of their thick, creamy bounty, with every stroke on her teats, jolts of pleasure raced through Ginger, but there was another feeling of emptiness, deeper down, inside her...

Lily twisted her hips a little, and Ginger could feel something rock-hard press against one lush thigh, throbbing with her bull's heart-beat, and a dopey smile spread on her face as she rubbed the humongous rod with one hand. Of course, it was so easy!

"Mmoooh-hee hee hee, yees..." Leaning forwards, Ginger gazed into her bull's eyes deeply. "I need mmyoouu to fuu~uuck moo-ee..."

With that, she closed the remaining distance and planted a sloppy kiss on Lily's lips, her tongue greedily plunging inside her bull's mouth as she buried Crystal's face in the massive expanse of her tit - even almost completely drained of milk it easily eclipsed either of their heads. Not that Crystal minded, grabbing the soft boob with both hands as she kept suckling languidly.

"Mmmh..." Lily moaned softly and grabbed Ginger's shoulders with her strong hands, hips pumping slowly to rub her enormous shaft against her little cow's soft thighs, making Ginger squeal into her bull's mouth in turn as she could feel the medial ring dig into her flesh. Now that she had remembered what she needed her bull to do, Ginger could barely wait. But this kiss was so...

"Mmoooh..." Lowing with faint disappointment as Lily pulled back, Ginger nevertheless felt a lustful thrill race through her as Lily's gargantuan shaft slid along her leg as the bull morph stood up, reminding her just how long and thick and hot it was. "Pleeaashe..."

"Of course, little cow." With a smile, Lily gently pushed Ginger back, freeing Crystal from the gargantuan tit covering her face. The newborn cow morph gasped loudly, now able to breathe again. "Now, lie down for me."

As Ginger settled back on the lounger, she couldn't help but spread her legs, putting them down on each side of the leg rest, revealing her gushing slit. The humongeously endowed cow morph's tits, meanwhile, settled on her chest, drooping down her rib cage and setting against her arms, Crystal still firmly attached to Ginger's nipple and tugging her own teats, sending spurts of milk onto the grass. Lily stepped over the leg rest, legs spread and enormous shaft in hand, poking the blunt tip against the soft underside of Ginger's breasts.

"Such an obedient little cow," Lily smiled, smearing a trail of pre-cum on Ginger's soft belly as she dragged her throbbing rod downwards. "You deserve a reward..."

"Mmoooh, yees..." Her heart beating faster in anticipation, Ginger's snatch winked and fluttered as she bucked her hips, the clear drops of her juices dripping down the generous swell of her ass and onto the lounger while her teats flopped around lazily on top of her empty, nearly flat udder. "Breeeed meee..."

The flared head of Lily'a cock slid over her little cow's sensitive udder, eliciting a squealing gasp that was soon replaced by a drawn-out, lowing moan when she reached the cow morph's eager cunt. Words were lost for Ginger, unbearably aroused as she was, only a ****, keening moo and and a pleading stare telling of the burning need consuming the cow morph. But that was all Lily needed. Squatting a little lower, she lined her enormous fuckstick up and leaned forwards to grab Ginger's wide, generously padded hips for leverage, gazing down at the cow morph's lust-stricken face. Just the tip spreading her labia wide was enough to reduce Ginger to a moaning, quivering mess after the sensual milking she had received.

"I just adore how much you enjoy my cock..." The mooing, moaning cow morph could barely process what her bull was saying, her mind overwhelmed by bliss. "Let's see how you like this!"

Lily's first powerful thrust seemed to punch a hole into Ginger's whole being, the bull morph's thick cock forcing its way into her halfway to the medial ring. Ginger couldn't even moan, her mouth gaping as she struggled to even draw breath in the face of pure pleasure wracking her body, legs twitching and kicking helplessly. Her right breast jiggled wildly, brushing against Lily's far smaller one, the left still in the tight grip of the milk-mad Crystal. And then came Lily's second thrust, with barely any windup to let Ginger prepare.

"HhghmMOOOH~!" Her lust rising to mind-shattering heights, Ginger forcefully drew breath before letting loose a fittingly earth-shattering moo as her inner walls twitched and churned, a frothing mix of her juices and Lily's pre squirting onto the lounger as Lily thrust again and again, splitting her little cow open as she pounded Ginger's cervix. "Moo-moO-MOOOO~!"

As gentle as the milking had been, as forceful was Lily taking Ginger now. Already the bull morph's medial ring was spreading the smaller cow's labia wide after the entrance to her womb had fallen in the face of this battering ram, Ginger's legs lifted by Lily's thighs as she inched forward and into her herd mate. Grunting with exertion, Lily seemed determined to prolong Ginger's climax until her cock was buried completely, undeterred by the cow morph's strong internal muscles clamping down and milking the rock-hard invader for all it was worth. Lily's heavy, swinging balls slapped into Ginger's quaking ass, mirroring her freely jiggling milkers, now that Crystal had been **** to relinquish her hold after the wild, thrashing motions of the helpless cow morph made it impossible to keep drinking from her heavy breast. That, and Ginger had been thoroughly emptied of her cream - luckily, Crystal had a bountiful supply of her own, as she finally realized. Suckling on one of the stiff teats on her chest, she idly wondered if Lily would have enough stamina to take her like this later.

Ginger, meanwhile, had neither time nor opportunity to idly wonder about anything. With her bouncing milkers slapping against her chin and Lily's hips finally slamming into Ginger's, pushing her legs up until her knees knocked into her bull's arms with every thrust, all Ginger could do was hold on for dear life and ride out her orgasm until Lily finally let up. Even when Lily had rammed her full length inside Ginger, the bull morph thrust once, twice more before she halted her movements, grunting and huffing as her fingers dug into the cow morph's sides, cock stretching Ginger's pussy almost beyond capacity.

"Well... well done, little cow," Lily panted, hips bucking lightly into the cow morph. "You're getting used to this. Did I hurt you?"

"MooOoffgh~..." In the afterglow of her climax, Ginger was entirely unable to form coherent sentences, let alone words, head limply lolling to the side, tongue hanging slack from a dopey, satisfied smile. She felt so full, so happy, mind blissfully empty. "Mmghooo~..."

"I'm sorry, little cow... Milking you made me so unbearably hard, so horny, I just couldn't hold b--mmffh!"

Seeing her bull so distressed spurred Ginger into action: Reaching up with weakened arms, she pulled Lily down into a deep, hungry, thankful kiss to show with actions what she couldn't with words. But Lily understood - as she melted into the kiss, the bull morph started thrusting again, gyrating her hips as Ginger wrapped her legs around them. One of Lily's hands slid from the cow morph's hips over her side, quested along the soft swell of her enormous bosom and **** itself between the two bovine's mammaries were they pressed into each other, making Ginger sigh and moo into the kiss, until Lily found the stiff teat capping it and wrapped two fingers around it, gentle tugs rewarded with louder moans and a few tiny drops of milk forming at the tip.

With the two other cows fucking right in front of her, Crystal could feel her own snatch tingle and drool, so she pushed her right hand under her heavy, swollen udder to do something about it. The pressure against the bloated milk sack made thin streams of cream arc into the grass, but Crystal barely cared - and when her questing fingers brushed against her buzzing clit, she didn't care at all. Her left, meanwhile, rubbed and caressed an increasingly sensitive, slightly raised spot just under the swell of her milk-slick tits. With a gasp, Crystal let the erect teat slip from her mouth, milk spraying through the air as the heavy orb slapped against her body.

With all these pleasurable sensations assaulting her mind, it took Crystal a while to understand what was happening to her chest - or rather, the middle of her abdomen, right between breasts and udder. Only when her right palm was already filled with soft flesh and a stiff little nub pressed into her palm did she came to the giddy realization that soon, she would be able to give even more milk, be a productive member of the herd. That she was barely able to walk with the weight of her current assets and the additional tits were likely to effectively immobilize her didn't occur to her at all.

Instead, she tugged on the lengthening teat as if to urge on the swelling breasts' growth, feeling them lift the ones above them and press down onto the udder below, forcing Crystal's hand deeper into her snatch as she rubbed herself furiously, hips shaking involuntarily and making her milk-laden assets jiggle. Crystal's pleasured moos mixed with Ginger's, whose own, albeit empty, boobs jiggled wildly with her bull's powerful thrusts, belly bulging every time Lily bottomed out and her balls slapped heavily into the cow morph's quaking ass, ripples spreading through the soft flesh.

With the teats of Ginger's udder rubbing against the tightly packed muscles on Lily's stomach and her sensitive milkers caressed and squeezed by her bull's strong hands, all the cow morph could do was to surrender herself to the sensations, let herself be mounted and bred by her bull - and there was nothing she wanted to do more at this very moment. It wasn't just the immense pleasure she was feeling; the smoldering, yet loving gaze Lily was giving her, face inches from Ginger's, her strong arms caressing the cow morph's most sensitive spots... it made her feel safe. Protected. Loved.

But mainly it was the incredible, overwhelming lust racing through Ginger that left her literally speechless, keening lows filling the garden as Lily pounded her little cow. Already, Ginger could feel another wave of pleasure building, every thrust heightening her arousal until she could only gasp helplessly, heart fluttering in anticipation even as her overstretched pussy twitched and quivered around the lurching, straining monster filling it. The bumpy, flared glans filling Ginger's womb was already drooling copious amounts of pre, enough to make her belly swell a little as the sheer girth of Lily's shaft plugged the cow morph's cervix tight.

"Mghg..ghmMOOOO~!" The lustful bellow ripping from Ginger's throat with her second climax made the windows rattle as she threw her head from side to side, horns knocking into the lounger as her back arched, stomach stretching over Lily's cock. "MOO~OOO~OOO!"

Lily's powerful, if increasingly erratic thrusts cut Ginger's lowing screams of pleasure apart, knocking the air out of the cow morph with their intensity. Crystal stared at the writhing red head unabashedly riding out her orgasm, the new cow morph's mouth hanging slack as she pushed first one, then two and finally three fingers inside herself as she hefted one of her new, still growing lower breasts and lifted it, feeling her milk-slick assets slide over each other as her upper left milker slipped into her lower cleavage, forcing yet another stream of milk to arc from the lower boob it now pressed against. The abating pressure, together with not two, but eight stiff, throbbing nipples - or rather teats by now - running down her front, and of course the fingers stirring up her sweltering cunt made Crystal sigh and moo herself, silently wishing for another breeding bull to be here, just so she could get mounted and stuffed herself.

By now, the newly growing breasts had almost reached the size of Crystal's upper tits, the four boobs combined almost as big as the cow morph's truly enormous udder. Squashing the soft orbs together with her arms, thin arcs of milk spraying out at the pressure, Crystal's free hand flitted from teat to stiff, dripping teat, trying to empty all of her milkers at the same time. But there were simply so many, and so much rich, thick cream filling them, that she might as well have tried to empty the ocean with a ladle. Maybe she would have been more successful by using both hands, but her right stayed firmly were it was, and not just because of the immense weight of her aching udder.

As Ginger came down from her second orgiastic high, Crystal felt her first climax approach, the wave of pleasure building together with the volume of her breathless mooing. Fluids gushing into the grass between her thighs, **** apart by her udder, its underside soaked with liquid lust, milk flowing freely from each and every one of her erect, throbbing teats - Crystal's entire front felt wet and slick and amazing. If one of her enormous nipples wasn't being tugged on by her left hand, it bobbed and bounced with her frantic heartbeat, swaying as the cow morph's jerked and twitched while bliss began flooding her mind.

"Oh god, yes, oh my.. my... m-mMOOo~!" Crystal's back arched, thrusting out her quartet of breasts, milk shooting from all four trembling teats and splashing against the sides of the other two cow morphs, drenching them in the hot cream. "MOOooommh~..."

Milk also sprayed from the hand-length teats on her udder, soaking into the grass, but even after this blissful climax, Crystal still felt almost painfully backed up, practically sloshing with milk. As she hummed in the afterglow, both hands now caressing swollen breasts and an expansive udder, Lily and her nearly delirious little cow kept rutting, barely having noticed being hit by Crystal's milk. If anything, the slick lubrication enhanced the feeling of their bodies rubbing against each other, breast pressing against humongous breast, teats and belly bulging with cock and pre-cum rubbing against toned abs...

"Mgh... ghrn... mMRROOOO!" With a mighty bellow, Lily rammed her full length inside her mate, swollen bull nuts sliding up Ginger's fluid-slickened rump as they contracted to **** their contents through the impossibly hard shaft and deep, deep into the cow morph.

The red-furred cow might have felt it coming, but Ginger was near delirious with bliss, unable to think for an entirely different reason than during the milking. But now, with her bull's massive shaft expanding even more inside her, Ginger felt her body move without conscious input, legs locking tightly around Lily's wide, muscular hips as her arms wrapped around her bull and pulled Lily into another hungry, almost **** kiss, just in time for the first scaldingly hot burst of cum to explode from Lily's flared tip and into Ginger's ready womb.

Again and again Lily's mighty shaft pulsed, each shot of cum making Ginger's belly swell more and more until she looked a few months pregnant, the growing feeling of fullness making the cow morph groan into her bull's mouth, eyes rolling up in Ginger's head as she bucked her hips against Lily, milking the bull morph dry with her madly twitching snatch.

Even after her jizz had run dry, Lily's cock twitched and lurched inside Ginger, the breeding bull's hips jerking uncontrollably, until after minutes of climax, she collapsed on top of Ginger, sliding down a little until Lily's head rested in the pillowy cleavage of her herd mate, barely able to stay awake due to her exhaustion. Lily's giant horsecock remained inside Ginger, the head caught on the cow morph's cervix, safely plugging it up so none of Lily's swimmers escaped.