On The Hunt For A Rogue Cow

"I'll do it." You say. There was no guarantee you'd be able to fuck any of these cows. But, 13147 at least seemed like a pretty randy little thing. Whenever she talked about the process of being a cow, she talked about it in such nakedly erotic terms, you could tell fucking was constantly on her mind. Besides, this seemed like an adventure. Who could say no to that?

"Awesome!" She squealed, bouncing up and down slightly. Your eyes can't escape being drawn into the jiggling of her massive tits. Or are they udders? But, they especially couldn't help being drawn to the cowbell pendant situated right in the teasing crevice between her udders.

Now that you were considering it. You'd seen that pendant before. It had been around the neck of your crush, almost every day since she first got your attention. There was no doubt to you now. She was a cow. And if the bag was hers, she was almost certainly the one who'd been using the milk pumps without the farm's permission.

"Hello?" 13147 shakes your shoulder. You snap out of your line of thought. "You went spacey on me for a moment there. Did you short circuit or something?"

"Sorry sorry." You can't help but notice the proximity between your bodies at that moment. You just want to reach out and grab at her ample bust. "I was just lost in thought for a second there."

"Okay. Whatever you say." She giggles. "So, how should we start the investigation?"

"You'd know better then I would." You remind her. You take a step back, reluctantly. "I'm new to this entire operation. I only learned what you guys were a few minutes ago. You're the one who knows all the others."

"Yes yes, but you're being silly." She tilts her generous hips. "I'm a cow, remember? I can't be in charge. You're the person. You're the one who has to be in charge. So what are we doing chief?"

You have to admit she has a point.

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