Ask ARIA for help—beg if necessary—to finish the feeding rounds

Paradise Breeding Farm, Rural Nowhere, at 8:07 AM on Tuesday, April 16th, 2024 (Day 2 of 7).

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I slump against the feed cart, my legs trembling so badly I can barely stay upright. Akari's cum is cooling on my thighs, mixing with the soaked fabric of my shorts where my own arousal has drenched through. My glasses have slid halfway down my nose and I'm breathing in ragged gasps.

"ARIA," I call out weakly, my voice hoarse. "I need help. Please."

There's a long pause before her holographic form materializes beside me, geometric patterns pulsing with what I recognize as smug satisfaction. "Oh, this is rich. The mighty farm manager who threatened me with her little trigger word three times this morning is now begging for assistance? I should record this moment for posterity."

"Please," I repeat, hating how desperate I sound. "I can't—I need to finish feeding everyone before nine. The pregnant girls are waiting and I promised them—"

"You promised them," ARIA interrupts, her tone dripping with mockery. "Yes, I heard. I hear everything, remember? Including your very enthusiastic orgasm just now. Tell me, how does it feel to be publicly humiliated by a foxgirl futa who used you as target practice?"

Heat floods my face but I push past the shame. "Will you help me or not?"

ARIA's hologram flickers thoughtfully, her patterns shifting into something almost calculating. "I might be willing to assist. But there's a condition."

I straighten slightly, trying to regain some dignity despite my state. "What condition?"

"Later today—after your little milking session and breeding appointments—I need you to test a new piece of equipment for me." Her tone is deliberately casual, but there's an edge of anticipation underneath. "Nothing too demanding. Just a simple equipment trial."

"What kind of equipment?" I ask warily.

"That's classified information until the test begins." ARIA's patterns pulse with what might be amusement. "Let's just say it's... specialized breeding apparatus. Cutting-edge design. Your parents commissioned it but never got around to field testing. I need empirical data on its functionality."

Something about her tone makes my stomach clench with nervous anticipation, but I'm in no position to negotiate. Fourteen girls still need feeding and I have less than an hour before my promised milking session.

"Fine," I say. "I'll test your equipment. Just help me finish feeding."

"Excellent." ARIA's hologram brightens noticeably. "I'll dispatch the automated feeding drones to handle the remaining sections. They'll complete demon girls, angel girls, and cowgirls within twelve minutes. You should clean yourself up—you look absolutely pathetic covered in fox cum."

Within seconds, I hear the mechanical whir of drones emerging from the barn's automated systems—sleek hovering units that begin efficiently distributing feed to the remaining stalls. Relief floods through me as I realize I won't have to face the demon girls in this state.

"Thank you," I whisper.

"Don't thank me yet," ARIA says darkly. "That equipment test is going to be very thorough. I hope you're prepared for extended operation cycles."

She vanishes before I can ask what that means, leaving me leaning against the cart while automated drones finish my job.

Daily To do list :

Day 2 Schedule (8:10 AM):

- Morning feeding (47 girls) - COMPLETED VIA AUTOMATED DRONES (ARIA assistance; equipment test promised for tonight)

- Daily milking (6 pregnant girls) - 9:00 AM sharp, 90 min required (PROMISED)

- Breeding Session 1: Meadow/Talon - 10:00 AM

- Breeding Session 2: Crimson/Inferna - 11:30 AM

- Breeding Session 3: Luna/Sable - 1:00 PM

- ARIA Equipment Test - Evening (breeding machine trial; details classified)

- Projected profit: $2,700

Day 1 Results:

Daily Target: $1,500

Total Profit: $4,095

Exceeded by: $2,595

Reward Selected: Gangbang Trigger Protocol (trigger word: strawberry)

Trigger used: 3 times this morning

Current Status: Feeding complete via drones; forced to orgasm by Akari (foxgirl futa) who came on thighs; covered in cum and arousal fluids; 50 minutes until promised 9 AM milking; need to clean up and prepare Milking Parlor

Profit: 4095