Wait and see

If she saw you, she certainly doesn't acknowledge your presence as you hide and wait. What are they going to do to her? You're somehow clueless. The ****-driver whips her patchy boobs, causing her to gasp in pain.

"Ah! Moo." She says 'moo,' in an articulated way, as a word, rather than actual cow-like mooing, as she begins to knead her enormous breasts. "Moo, moo..." You hear a squirting sound come from under her, and look to see that her huge jugs really are jugs, pouring mouthfuls at a time of thick white milk into the crude bowl below her.

The ****-driver hisses with glee and strokes her soft belly with his stick, causing her to flinch with anticipation. She keeps 'moo-moo'-ing as she squeezes her black and pink nipples which now constantly squirt into the steadily rising pool of her nutritious harvest.

The other goblins take notice and start to crowd around her with their slimy green mouths drooling noticeably. She closes her eyes and pulls her hands back to rest them. Her nipples naturally point outward a little when she releases them and much of the milk begins to miss the collection dish, prompting the ****-driver to smack ripples into her juicy brown ass and making her yelp with pain.

He barks and points at the bowl in between several spanks until the cow realizes what she's done wrong. She grabs her overflowing tits to guide their fluid into its proper container, and the ****-driver rubs her reddened butt-cheeks in approval. The petting turns to fondling, then groping. The surrounding goblins join in, little greasy green hands clutching and squeezing all over her big soft body as she pumps her jugs into the mostly full bowl.

One goblin jumps on her back and contorts his legs around her hips to angle his warty pecker toward her anus, while another lays down below her and points his disproportionate stick up into her pussy. She moans sweetly as she accepts her violation, and with her breasts now producing manageable drips of her milk, she lets them dangle and reaches out to give handjobs to two more little men while the ****-driver stands over the bowl and shoves his pickle down her throat.

Her throat gurgles and her chubby two-toned flesh jiggles everywhere as the little green bastards thrust at her from all directions. The filthy orgy continues for a while as one goblin cums and another takes his place until all are satisfied. Afterwards, they shove their grimy faces into the crude bowl and lap up her precious product, then stumble over to their own corners and collapse into beds of soft garbage.

The way the goblins went at it with her milk, you'd think it was better than the sex. There must be something to it. You should take her back with you.

The last one to retire let the cow loose, but neglected to tie her to her post, leaving her crawling around curiously as she tilts her head and silently trains her big blue eyes on you. With nobody else looking, you soundlessly step over to her, pick up her lead and pull. She immediately follows, and it's a good thing she's so willing to go on her hands and knees so she moves quietly over the stone floor.

You pick up the pace outside of the ruins, but the girl keeps crawling along. You grab her squishy waist to pull her up and she moos in confusion as she reluctantly gets on her hind limbs. You run into the night until you find a defensible cave to sleep in. You get a fire going while the cow-girl towers over you and pets the back of your head.

She sits down next to you as you eat your rations for the night, and she chews on a clump of assorted plant stuff she grabbed on the way in. You look over at her worn nipples and wonder, just how good is that milk? You grab her firm round bag and squeeze until some leftover drops leak out. You look back to her face and she puts her hands behind her head and smiles with a sultry "Moo."

You put the wrinkly nub in your mouth and suck. You swallow. You suck more, harder and harder to get out whatever's left and gulp down the thick potion. It's even better than you ever imagined. You lay on top of her big soft body and switch to the other one to get every drop she has left. You swallow her last drops and lick up the sweet residue that gradually seeps on her rocky areolas.

She pets your hair in approval and rubs her naked black pussy against your hard bulge. You pull out your sweaty cock and slip it right into her hot wet hole, making her hum pleasantly. Her open, experienced cunt grips down on your prod as you thrust in and out of her. She lays back and her whole body jiggles with your thrusting while her massive heavy boobs swing over her plump torso, just about slapping her face.

You grab her gelatinous hips and pound harder and faster while your pleasure comes to a climax. With a big final thrust, your seed silo starts pumping its crop into her fertile plot. She holds you into her with her big legs and hums a little lullaby as you drift away on her warm flesh-pillows. She's certainly a prize worth keeping.

She doesn't speak a word of your language, but you manage to communicate well enough to get her to come with you on the rest of your pilgrimage. You travel, search for adventure, have a little adventure, and every night she treats you to a full meal's worth of her glorious cream, swiftly followed by hard, messy fucking.

One day you're wandering some verdant hills when Busty Betsy stops in her tracks and furrows her brow. You try to ask her what's wrong and she just looks at the scenery, sniffing the air for something.