Mustang

"Ack!" Xander managed to get out as he was suddenly pulled to the ground. He glared at the lasso that had tangled his legs up and brought him down, "Fer cryin' out loud!"

"You jus' sit tight and behave Mister H." Cowboy Tara scolded as she walked up to him. She made use of magical muscles that just appeared giving her the strength and skill to rope him like cattle. Xander tried to crawl forward using his arms to pull himself while Tara pulled on the lasso. After a few seconds Tara began to win the tug of war and reeled him back towards her.

"How the hell are you this strong?" He yelled.

"Farm muscles beats city muscles any day of the week." Tara crowed. "I'm country strong is all."

"Oh... come... on!" Xander griped as Tara stomped up to him in her big cowboy boots and with all the excess rope in her lasso she looped the rope from his hogtied ankles, up his back to his hands which were soon dragged behind his head and bound together all with quick powerful moves and efficency that came from that magical butt plug. Xander, face down in his living room carpet griped, "Fucking cowboy buttplug."

Tara rolled him over onto his back and stood over him, staring down at him. "Now I dont see what all the fuss is about Mister H, all ya gotta do is take care of yer responsibilities, not run away from 'em. I ain't stump broke a mustang like you in a bit but I will if I gotta."

"Tara, you arent yourself right now so... trust me, this is not what you want." Xander tried to make her get it. "Please, please, please! Take the buttplug out and you and I will be on the same page here. You and Willow are lesbians for crying out loud! The last thing either of you want is whats between my legs!"

"Hell you say. A what plug?" Tara shook her head sadly. "Crazy talk is what that is. I might like the look of a fine looking heifer like your Willow but that dont mean I dont crave a good hard fuckin' from a well hung bull like yerself Mister H." She smiled at Xander.

"Oh shit." Xander closed his eyes and thumped his head against the floor. "Tara please...."

"Hate t'see a grown man whine." Tara shook her head. "Maybe yer jus' hungry is all." Clicking her tongue and snapping her fingers Tara looked back over her shoulder and soon Willow in all her cow glory trotted up to them with an inquisitive moo.

"Miss Willow it seems Mister H is a might hungry, can you do something about that?"

Willow smiled as she sank to her knees beside Xander's head, her newly enormous breasts almost landing on his face.

"Dont, dont,dontdontdontdont!" Xander rambled as he tried to scoot away. "You don't understand what you are doing!"

"I'm doing mah job, Mister H, taking care of yer ranch and yer cattle. And right this minute that means making sure Miss Willow gets milked afore something bad happens like an infection or worse." Tara said testily as she pushed her hat back on her head.

Thumping his head back against the carpet Xander crused softly. How did he end up in these situations? He would really like it if Anya woke the hell up and came to his rescue right about now. But seeing as that didnt seem to be happening despite all the yelling....

"One breast only. One breast for like a minute and you let me up." Xander bargained.

"One teat for a good five minutes. Drink up all you want and fill your belly with Miss Willow's milk. That milk is good fer what ails ya, filled with all kinds of goodness like vitamins and whatnot. Put ya in the right frame of mind." Tara countered.

"Fiiiiiine." Xander closed his eyes and thumped the back of his head off the carpet one more time.

Willow made a happy hum as she leaned over him and dangled one of her giant breasts over his face before lowering it and letting her nipple rest on his mouth. Xander, resigned to what was going to happen, opened his mouth and let Willow's nipple into his mouth and began to suck. It took barely any effort for Willow's milk to start flowing and filling his mouth.

After a few minutes of sucking Xander had to admit that this was not bad at all. Willow's milk was surprisingly tasty and good and... stuff. He felt good.... He felt strong.... He could feel himself getting stronger... cause Milk does a body good and... uh things. Was it warm or was it just him?

Tara smiled at what she saw as she began to unbutton her little vest and shrugged it off, Tara reached up and caressed her own breasts as she watched Xander and Willow. "You jus' keep suckin' Mister H, let all the goodness in Miss Willow's milk get ta work on ya. And when the aphrodisiac gets done workin' on ya I'mma show you that I aint no lesbian by ridin' your pecker like I ride a mustang."