Bovine Bitch - Cassidy

John Deye is a 21 year old Bachelor of Science Honours graduate in Agriculture; and mysteriously inherits the deed to a farm on the outskirts of his childhood home town just after the convocation. Him and his now wife, Alice Deye decide to make the most of this surprize development and try their hands at farm life - little do they know that this farm comes with something a little... extra.

Hopping off the bus with what meager possessions me and my wife could stuff into a duo of cheap suitcases sold at a thrift store - I hugged her to me with one arm reassuringly. With the towns twinkling buildings on horizon we were as far away from civilization as either of us had ever been before - and with the busses departure I could only stop to take in the moment of this; our newfound independence and beginnings into adult life. The bus stop had a quaint shelter and a sign, and beyond that stood a contrastingly modern looking farmyard cottage - our new homes.

"Oh wow! It looks brand new hubby!" My wife practically squealed with excitement, hugging her ample breasts into my side as she hurriedly tugged me along.

"Yeah, I was honestly expecting a fix-er-upper job here" I marvelled, the house was standing in good order with quarried stone for a foundation leading to natural wood accents that complimented the earthiness and natural aesthetics, it stood at two stories tall and topped with a beautifully thatched roofing that would be cool in summer and insulating in winter. Simple in it's design but beautifully curated, a mixture of modernity and function.

Stepping inside of the residence the first thing that stole my eye was the beautifully warm notes of the hardwood floor, sanded and polished to a perfection. Could all of this have just been left to me, no relative to inherit from and no history behind it? I told myself not to look a gift horse in the mouth and just be grateful, as an agriculture graduate; inheriting a farmyard home along with acres of land was a start to life most could only dream of.

"Baby, look at the kitchen!" My wife had left my side and was floating around the house like a cracked out moth seeing lights in all directions. I smiled and joined her, marvelling at the granite countertops and the appliances; it truly had been made with modern needs and comforts in mind.

Then, standing at the window where the sink was - I thought I caught a glimpse of something moving, a brown head of hair from behind a hedge of bushes, could it be a scarecrow? Or was somebody else on my property?

"Stay here a minute sweetheart, I just gotta go check on something" I tried to say calmly so as to not cause alarm, seemingly doing it's trick as my wife was distracted enough trying to get the TV to work in the living room.

Heading outside I made my way over to the rustic barn out back where I had seen the brunette hair, coming to the spot I'd seen her I saw nothing in all directions except for untilled farmland where vegetation was starting to grow back. Scratching my head I questioned my recollection, perhaps my sight had fooled me? A crash came from the bar that startled me, jumping slightly at the interruption I swallowed hard as I moved towards the sound, prying the barn door open I peered inside to find hay and darkness. With my heart pounding I reached into my pocket to pull out and turn on my mobile phone's light and ventured further inside, the light revealed more of the barn from it's pitchforks, bundles of rope and harnessing equipment, bags of seed and feed and even a tractor hidden away in a corner.

Just when I was about to acredit the bang to rats pushing over a bucket somewhere; a large shadow jumped out at me.

"MOOOOOOOOOO!!"

I fell back onto my ass along with my phone, the light from which shone upwards to illuminate a bemused Bovineite smirking down at me, her brown head of hair parted to reveal upward reaching horns and sideways drooping ears slightly below them, a golden ring pierced into the left one. She wore a summer get-up that revealed patches of mismatched blotted brown and lighter brown skin tones wearing a white tank tube top that barely contained her sizable breasts, at least three cup sizes above my wife's plenty ample offerings, and below that a denims shorts that hung open at the fly with a- oh god, is that a cock?!

"See something you like, bitch?~" She brought a hand to her face giggling at my shocked expression. "Or are you seeing something you covet?" She carried on, breaking me out of my stupor.

"Cow? Cock, what?" Or maybe not, my confusion and choice of words earnt me yet more laughter, a genuine belly laugh this time as she wiped a few tears from her eyes.

"Never seen a futa before? Boy are you green, huh? Well you're gonna have to get used to it, that's what this farm is all about you know~" I could only open my mouth further in shock "Wait, you do know what you signed yourself up for, right?" The Bovineites look changed to incredulous before laughing again. "No way! You signed yourself and your wife up to a milking farm and you had no idea what the catch was?! Dude you're gonna have to tell your wife that you're a cow-jerker asap or she's gonna leave your retarded ass!" She cackled, I could think of nothing else to do but to scramble on my hands and knees and run out of that barn for as fast as I possibly could.

Falling out of the barn door I ran towards the house, my mind racing a mile a minute. The fineprint mentioned milking cows but, but not THOSE kinds of cows! Wait, am I not just jumping to conclusions? But what else could she have meant by cow-jerker? Oh gods, I'd already signed the contract, I was contracted to this place for at least a year, our livelihoods depend on seeing this through. I had to tell her, right? But what if she saw me differently? What if she couldn't love me the same after, what if she lost respect in me? Could I keep this a secret from her?

It was then that it hit me; Alice would manage the buisness side of things, she'd never have to know about the product we sold or the means of... Extracting it. I could lie for just a year, right? A little white lie, and then I'd have earnt enough money to open up a smaller farm, it might be hard to make excuses to leave this place but I'd manage, I'd think of something. This is the only way, the only way I can keep her happy and ignorant to what her husband has to do to earn his keep.

I straighten myself out and enter the house, trying not to look as frazzled as I felt.

"There you are! I was wondering where you'd gotten to, I was about to head out to the barn to come look for you." Alice hugged me, the warmth of my wife and the love she showed me, my ego couldn't allow her to know the truth now, I had to lie, for her sake. Right? Then my brain panicked at the mention of the barn, thinking quickly I pulled her back just enough to have her look me in the eyes.

"Baby I don't ever want you going into the Barn, it's not safe in there, t-there's a rat infestation, and there's so much rust from the neglect of the previous owners, I'd hate for you to get tetanus or something, a-and there's a wild animal in there too, I'll have to call a wildlife removal team in the morning." My wife smiled up at me.

"Relax baby, I promise I won't go near the barn" She snuggles into me "I'm so grateful of how protective you are over me" she sighs contentedly into my chest then jolts in surprize as she brushes against something, reaching down she cups my straining package. "Very protective it seems! All in good time baby, tonight why don't we consummate our new lives together?~" she cheekly gives my bulge a squeeze and a pat before giddily skipping off to her suitcase, pulling out mementos and knickknacks to decorate the house with.

"R-Right, tonight." I echo absentmindedly, since when did I have an erection? I don't remember ever... This place was doing weird tricks to my mind, or maybe I'm just stressed, yeah I did feel a little stressed. Shaking my head I helped my wife unpack, a year is only 365 days, I could get at least one or maybe two harvests in a year, as for that Bovineite, well, best not think of that regularity.