A Bit Of Work And Then The Forest

I awoke early the next morning in semi-high spirits. My first official day on the range. A whole new world awaits me and one I honestly wasn't prepared for.

If I'm being honest, I wasn't ready for this in the least. I had barely gotten out of college and I was expected to keep this place afloat. I had been thrust into a world of sex and depravity my mind had accepted, but wasn't ready for.

I had woken up at 6 AM, so I spent the first hour of the morning getting inventory and looking over the things I had to fix.

In terms of fixing I had three major things to do. First and foremost, the barn wasn't that structurally sound. Not fatally so, but something I had to get to sooner rather than later. Secondly, the garden fence was a bit dilapidated, so I had to get patched up, and third, the pasture was a dustbowl of a stretch of land, but luckily enough I had found a solution when I was taking inventory last night.

You see there was a species of grass that had been cultivated specifically for high-speed growth. Sadly it was expensive as hell, but my uncle left me one more gift. A giant bag of the stuff, which I planned to plant and water before I left for the forest.

There were a few other seed packets as well. A holly bush seed, carrots, wheat, and my personal favorite, tomatoes.

As I was writing in my notebook, I glanced at the clock and panicked. I had been there for two hours

After a quick breakfast, I threw on my shirt, and walked briskly to the barn, grabbing the seeds on the way out. I began the slow process of scattering the grass seeds and watering the entire, albeit small, pasture.

Brooke trotted out a bit later, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. She gave my struggling form a place and gave what I perceived as an eye roll, then started trotting into the nearby shed.

Curiosity overtook me and I followed, and u found her next to an antique planter of sorts. It was designed for a draft horse to lug.

"You can't be serious," I deadpanned. That thing was huge, and she was not a large horse. Muscular as she may be, I doubted she could haul the heavy metal contraption

Brooke gave me a look that reminded me entirely too much of my sister when I said something stupid. I sighed and hooked her up to the contraction. With a great heave, she pulled it out of the shed and into the pasture.

I dumped the sack into the compartment on top of the machine and climbed down. I remembered something I had seen in an old western once and gave her ass a hearty slap. She moaned and leveled me a weak glare before she took off at a snail's pace.

About fifteen minutes later I was also in the damn machine, pushing along with my horse. She had made it fairly far, but I was a gentleman at heart, dammit. I heard another low moo and glanced over at the bar. Leaning against the barn was Kayle, giving us a sleepy, but smug look. I hoped that moo was encouragement, but judging by Brooke's level glare it wasn't.

About two hours later we had finished planting that field, and it took me another
An hour to flood the thing with water from the nearby pump.

I gave a breathy sigh before looking at Brooke's sweaty, but still sexy body. it kinda smelled though. I picked up the hose by the barn and gave her a quick spritz. She gave me a pleased look as I hosed her down, but it did nothing to help my growing erection.

I gave a glance over at Kayle, who was still leaning against the barn. However, there was a distinct difference this time. Her tits looked rather tight, and small dribbles of milk were leaking out. I winced, She looked ready to burst and it looked rather uncomfortable.

'Come on girl" I spoke softly, " let get that fixed up.

I walked up to Kayle, leading her into the barn, and down the corridor toward the milking machines. Once we arrived, I fastened her in the restraints, to keep her from kicking me and the wall behind her, and hooked her swollen udders up to the machine. She moaned as the machine got to work, and steady streams of milk began to spray from her breasts. Her pussy began to drip as the pumping became steady, alleviating the pressure from her swollen tits. She was so into it she barely noticed me set down a tub of grain and cake for her, but she did and started mooing appreciatively.

Brooke snorted impatiently for her meal, and I chuckled as I set about getting her tub. She knickered her, what I presumed was thanks, and got down on her hands and knees to eat. You know that feeling where you realize you might have a near-human creature as a livestock animal? It was a bit weird.

Regardless she swung her hip sexily obviously trying to get me to give her an award or this morning. I was about to give in, but I thought better of it. I could save the energy for whatever tame I could get, which was today's main plan anyway.

I couldn't milk her yet since she wasn't a dairy animal, or pregnant. Which meant she might get bored being alone here. That wasn't a pleasant thought in and of itself. A thought struck me and I grinned evilly. I gestured over to Brooke, who gave me a curious look, I gave Kayle's dripping snatch a hearty lick. Kayle let out a surprised moan and gave me a heated look. Brooke's eyes widened before a vindictive look appeared on her face.

I just introduced oral to animals, this could be interesting. I pondered to myself.

I watched the now enthusiastic Brooke give Kayle some rather sexy ministrations. Before I could settle down to watch the show a thought struck me. I snapped my finger and took out my phone, opening an app I had received upon my 1st anthro purchase. It essentially functioned as a Pokedex of sorts, and using it I scanned Kayle and went over her stats. It was intricate in listing all her features, her breed, and how she compared to the average of her species. As I had expected, her hips were wider than usual. As I scrolled down to her bio I also noticed the trait Fertile (Twin). This ability allows for creatures to have higher birth rates and a higher chance to have twins.

I glanced up from my phone at the sound of a moaning cow, the **** of her orgasm sending out a waterfall of spring water and two hard streams of milk erupting from her tits.

I glanced down at Brooke's profile and scrolled down to find her trait as well. Specifically the Accommodate trait, essentially meaning she can and will fuck any sized dick with no drawbacks and still take pleasure from it. Well, that might be interesting to witness.

My research done, I left Brooke and Kayle to entertain themselves and started hiking toward zone one, walking along the creek that ran through my pastures. You know besides the dryness of the place it was rather beautiful

After about thirty minutes, I set my eyes on zone one of the Lustwood Forests. Albeit this forest was more of a meadow with few spots of trees. I walked stealthily through the grass and avoided any sticks or stones that would give away my position, and noticed the grass rustling beside me.

What was going to emerge?