Surrender completely to my first orgasm as it crashes through my knotted, cum-filled body.

Paradise Breeding Farm, Rural Nowhere, at 10:36 AM on Monday, April 15th, 2024 (Day 1 of 7).

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My orgasm hits like a freight train.

My pussy clenches violently around Tasha's knotted cock, the rhythmic contractions milking more cum from her already-pumping shaft. Wave after wave of pleasure crashes through my virgin body—pleasure I've never felt, never even imagined. My womb is so full of hot dog girl seed that I can feel it sloshing with each pulse, the pressure almost painful but overwhelmed by the ecstasy.

I scream, the sound raw and animalistic, nothing like any noise I've ever made before. My fingers scrabble uselessly against the milk-slick floor, my toes curling, my whole body convulsing between Tasha and the puddles of cum surrounding us.

"Fuck, she's cumming on my knot!" Tasha howls, her own orgasm still pumping load after load into my stuffed cunt. "I can feel her squeezing me, oh god—"

The pleasure peaks, crests, then slowly begins to recede. My body goes limp, utterly spent. I'm dimly aware of the warmth—so much warmth—leaking from my stretched pussy around Tasha's still-swollen knot. My glasses are completely coated in layers of cum and milk. I can barely see.

For a few blissful moments, I float in a haze of post-orgasmic bliss. Everything feels distant, soft-edged, like I'm underwater. The exhaustion is total. I could sleep for days.

Then ARIA's voice cuts through the fog like a knife.

"Well, well. The virgin finally got what she needed. How touching." The AI's tone drips with contempt. "Now that you've finished playing breeding stock, shall we tally the damage?"

I try to focus, but my brain feels wrapped in cotton. Tasha's knot is still locked inside me, her cock occasionally twitching with aftershocks that send little sparks through my oversensitized nerves.

"Let's see," ARIA continues with cruel precision. "Bessie alone produces fifty liters of milk per milking session at fifty dollars per liter. That's twenty-five hundred dollars wasted as it sprayed all over you and the floor. Hazel, Clover, Marina, and Skylar? Another combined seventy liters. Thirty-five hundred dollars down the drain."

The numbers start penetrating my cum-drunk haze.

"Then we have the futa products. Kara, Tasha, Selene, and Mira produce approximately eight liters of semen combined when properly collected. At one hundred dollars per liter, that's eight hundred dollars of premium genetic material now coating your worthless body instead of in collection containers."

I try to speak, but only manage a weak whimper.

"Total waste from your little orgy: six thousand eight hundred dollars. Your daily target is fifteen hundred. You've managed to waste four and a half days' worth of profit in a single session." ARIA pauses for effect. "Congratulations. You've set a new record for incompetence."

My stomach drops. The post-orgasmic glow evaporates completely.

"However," the AI continues, "there is one tiny silver lining to your catastrophic failure. My sensors indicate that Tasha's breeding was successful. You're pregnant now. At least something productive came from this disaster. Your gestation period will be approximately eight hours given your human biology and the farm's enhancement protocols."

Pregnant. The word echoes in my skull. I'm pregnant. With a dog girl's pups. After losing my virginity less than ten minutes ago.

Daily To do list :

Morning (10:37 AM):

- ✓ Feed all 47 monster girls (COMPLETED)

- ✓ Manual supplements delivered to 6 pregnant girls (COMPLETED)

- ✓ Milking session (CATASTROPHIC FAILURE - $6,800 in products wasted, orgy resulted in zero profit but Lily now pregnant with Tasha's offspring)

- 4 futas drained but all semen wasted

- NOW PREGNANT (gestation ~8 hours, birth expected ~6:36 PM today)

Midday:

- Damage control needed

- Check fertility tracker

- Attempt to arrange breeding pairs

Afternoon:

- Second milking attempt (if possible)

- Salvage remaining productivity

Evening:

- Give birth to Tasha's pups

- Futa satisfaction management

- Final checks

Daily Target: $1,500 (Currently: $0, Wasted: $6,800)

Profit: 0