Turns Out Nuru Massage Is Magic or Something

"Let's do it," Grimm said, crossing over to an empty spot on the floor. He eased himself to the hard stone, then stretched, getting comfortable.

Reese giggled. "Excellent! Okay, ladies -- it's time to make the special oil."

The cow holding the herbs started mixing them together with a pestle. Another cow brought over a bowl of oil, then poured it into the bowl with the herbs. They both started mixing the herbs and oil with their hands.

A strong fragrance filled the room. Grimm felt his body suddenly relax. Whatever was in that mixture had sapped his body of all of its tension.

"Tulip?" Reese asked, looking over her shoulder. A tall, muscly cow stood up. Grimm recognized her as the "bald" guard he'd seen on his way into the stronghold. She was the only cow he'd ever seen who elected not to wear any kind of hairstyle. Instead, she let her dun fur cover her body uninterrupted. This emphasized her various piercings. Grimm's cock, already at attention from the sight of multiple buck naked cows, stiffened even more when he saw Tulip in her full glory.

When Grimm first saw Tulip, she was wearing a thick poncho that obscured most of her body. Here, however, she was totally bare... and Grimm was already interested in whatever she had to offer. Tulip wasn't gifted with titanic knockers like Daisy or Sweet Pea, but she still put the vast majority of cows Grimm had seen to shame. Her pneumatic tits wobbled and swayed with each step as she strode over to the cows holding the oil and herb mixture.

Tulip grinned as she planted her hands on her hips and thrust out her chest. The cows holding the bowl set it down on the floor in front of Tulip, then crouched down, dipped their hands into it, and stood back up. Hands covered in oil, they went to work massaging the cow's massive udders, making sure to cover every last inch of pillowy titflesh. Tulip's nipples hardened from the attention. The cows then started rubbing the oil all over Tulip's body.

Grimm's cock pulsed with anticipation as the cows finished slathering Tulip with oil. Once Tulip was sufficiently covered, Reese spoke.

"Ready, Tulip?" she asked.

"Oh, yeah," Tulip said. Her voice was low and breathy. "I'm ready." She strode toward Grimm, every footfall heavy and deliberate. Those delicious chest balloons jiggled and bounced, occasionally flicking off droplets of oil.

Soon she was standing over Grimm, looking down at him with gleeful determination. "Ready?" she asked, hands on her hips.

"Ready," Grimm said, spreading his arms and legs.

Tulip crouched down between Grimm's open legs. She dropped to all floors, then crawled toward him, pressing her tits against his crotch. She continued crawling forward, dragging her boobs along his body, covering him in oil. Grimm sighed with relief -- it felt great, having those beautiful mammaries pressing against him. Bliss washed over him as Tulip rocked her body from side to side, letting her breasts slip and slide along his extremities. Once Grimm's lower half was sufficiently covered, Tulip crawled forward, stopping when she was hovering over his chest. She looked down at him, grinning.

"Enjoying yourself?" she asked.

Grimm nodded, smiling. "Oh, yeah," he said.

Tulip chuckled and backed up a little. Grimm's thick mast wedged itself between Tulip's asscheeks. She wiggled her butt, teasing him, then crawled forward. The bull's cock was freed, and Tulip continued her work of covering his whole body in oil.

"Close your eyes," she intoned. Grimm did what he was told, and then Tulip squished her chest against his face. She then reached beneath herself, taking her tits in her hands, and wiped them along Grimm's arms and hands. He couldn't resist giving her udders a quick squeeze, eliciting another chuckle from his bovine masseuse.

Then she climbed off of him, sitting by his head. "Roll over," she said, and he did. His body was slow to move, as relaxed as it was, but he managed to do it. Tulip crawled back onto him, dragging herself along his body. When she reached his ass, she gave it a hard smack. Grimm grunted with surprise and a little bit of pain, but was surprised to find that he wasn't exactly... put off by the sensation. Maybe he'd have to explore this further later.

Tulip gave a small laugh then continued her work. When she'd covered Grimm's feet with oil she slipped off of him and crawled off of him.

"You can roll back over," she said, sitting crosslegged, hands resting on her knees. Her boobs were so big they obscured her stomach, squishing against her legs and arms.

Grimm rolled back over and then propped himself up with his elbows. His cock, painfully hard and at full attention, practically made a cartoon "sproing" sound effect as it sprung out from being pressed against the floor. Oil went flying from his thick shaft as he moved.

"Now what?" Grimm asked. His cock was so hard he was getting lightheaded.

"Wow," Reese said, giggling. "Looks like you enjoyed that, huh? I bet Tulip did."

Tulip laughed. "Oh, yeah," she said, looking over her shoulder. Then she turned back to Grimm. She sighed. "Too bad we can't take it further, huh?"

"What do you mean?" Grimm asked.

"Oh, shit," Reese said, putting a palm to her face. She laughed at herself. "I forgot to tell you."

"Tell me... what?"

"Once the ritual has started, you can't cum."

Grimm lurched up. "What?!"

"Yeeeeeah..." Reese said, shrugging. She idly stirred the pool with her foot. "The herbs basically make you unable to cum until the ritual is complete."

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

"Sorry!" Reese shrugged exaggeratedly. "Now you know how I feel."

Grimm groaned. He was starting to regret agreeing to do this. He let out a long sigh. "Now what do we do?"

Reese grinned. "Now it's time for you to take a bath. A milk bath." She lifted one leg and pointed at the pool with her foot. "Right there."

Grimm looked at the pool, then back at Reese. "That doesn't sound too bad."

"Actually," Reese said, backing up. "I think you're gonna love this. I also think you're gonna hate it."