Violet the Sheep-Girl

Your positively taken with Violet she has such a cute fluffy fleecy body.

Her pretty blue eyes make your heart flutter as she needily tried to fight for your attention.

She was quite the fetching little creature after all. Her wool is as white as fresh milk unspoiled and pure as snow. This made the sweet blush she exused while shy or nervous nicer still on her delicate complexion.

Her lithe figure was not chubby but it wasn't thin either like a little bell. A tiny tummy and upper body and big chunky hips and killer thick fleeced thighs to match.

As her wool came down to her gentle hands they became a dark black so much that it almost seemed the antho was wearing silky black gloves.

You find Violent again hiding away from the new crowd of potential owners behind a paticularly large pile of hay. Her tiny white tail peaked out from the warm hiding place she'd made for herself. The cute girl seemed to be napping warm and safe in a makeshift bed.

Her white velvety ears seem to prick up at the sound of a stranger so close to her den. Then the russel right in front of her catches her off guard.

The sheep girl shrieks in suprise backing up and accidently toppling the mound of hay she was hiding in.

"Shouldn't you be out front finding a new owner? It wouldn't do for a sweet young ewe like you to be back here dozing." You take her tiny black fluffy hand and give it a soft kiss.

You see her titter and turn away blushing from the contact.

"There's a lot of russling in the barn at night it's hard to get to sleep when there are so many animals sharing the space."

"Why not go outside?"

"The keepers tell us we're easier to handle when where all together.. they said we can go out when we have masters to keep us safe."

"Would you like your own space? A place you could run around, bleat and bathe in the sun?"

"No one ever buys me. I try, I really do try to get their attention, but it hurts when they go away."

"You don't get it do you? I'm going to be your master and take you away from here."

"My-my master. I um... baa." She lets out a shy wail as she bleated accidentally. Her tail tenses tight to her back and she hides her burning cheeks.

"I'm sorry, i'm sorry theres no way you'll take me now. I'm sorry." She hides her face behind black gentle hands and you can see silent tears leaking behind them.

As she clutched her face she squeezed the unclothed breasts between them. They peaked out from between the arms almost lewdly pert and proud. They had to be at least a D and so perfectly round. You knew u shouldn't but they begged to be looked at.

You pulled her arms away from her face and dried her tears with a tissue.

"Don't be silly. Your bleats are unique and cute I like them."

"I bet I could get you do do it again." You smile nuzzling your nose against her soft white hair playfully.

You gave her breasts a firm squeeze only to get a sudden "Maaaar!" sound from the white angel.

"Aren't you so soft. You say stroking her hair. I never thought I could get to own my very own ewe. But ure so sexy I can't really let you stay locked up here."

You scooped up the sheep bridal style as her tiny hooves clicked together.

She was suprisingly weightless like a thick ball of wool she was at least half the weight she appeared.

Violet let her wide blue eyes roam about the barn in disbelief.

Was this really happening? Was she going home?