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The heaviness of Sherri’s pregnancy was growing by the day it felt like and in the past week or so she’d begun to lactate. A perfectly normal occurrence given the growing litter in her belly but the doctor was quite astounded simply by the amount. Her milk laden breasts heavy to the point that she’d had to buy new maternity bras to keep them holstered properly, even then they felt heavy and the copious amounts of milk that had leaked from those perky blue nipples was becoming more of a nuisance. 

There was only one other choice. After her first encounter with the cute bunny boy at the farmer’s market she’d developed a taste for organic fruits and when she lamented to Emmet about her leaking condition he’d made a remark about helping back at the farm. And so there she was at the farm house, being led back towards the barn by Emmet who was talking up a storm about how the family business also included their fresh milk that could even be home delivered. “..And Pa, he loves the cowgirls too! They sweet.” The bunny boy practically chimed as he led Sherri towards a long bench with two suction cups and hoses attached to a machine. “So here we go, best in the business. The girls say it’s so soft it’s almost like bein’ nursed from.” 

As proud as little Emmet was of the displayed device Sherri held a sour look on her face as she saw the other girls hooked up to it and sitting along the bench. Some were looking at their phones while others gossiped together, Sherri glanced down at the bunny boy excitedly holding up two suction cups. “..I’m not going to be milked like..” She caught herself in a hushed voice, her ears folding back. Thankfully the other cow girls didn’t seem to notice her presence or her humiliation at the idea of being milked.. like a cow. Sherri swallowed.. Her pride and her apprehension at once. “Fine just..” She tugged her top off and the dark black bra came next revealing her plump tits and those bright blue nipples already leaking dollops of milk. 

“At-a girl!” Emmet practically beamed as he hooked up the two cups against Sherri’s breasts, her plump nipples fitting in and able to see through the clear plastic. “Have a seat and just relax, it should be done in a little bit.” He bit down on his lower lip as Sherri took her seat and a slight press of the large red switch sent the machine whirring to life like all the others. “I’ll be back in a bit to check on you.”

“Hmf..” Sherri muttered to herself, “This isn’t so weird.” She began to pull out her phone when she felt pressure along her breasts, her nipples specifically, then pleasure. Her eyes widened as her fingertips clenched on her phone and milk began to pull from her breasts. She’d had her nipples teased, tapped, pushed against, even suckled on, but this felt different, like a long drawing suck that left no gap for breath. Sherri’s lungs tightened as a sharp whimper escaped her lips. Her body feeling the sweet release of pent up milk freed from the heavy breasted chambers and spilling into the lifeless but suckling lips of the machine that pumped her tits. “Nnhhh.. Hahh..” Sherri huffed hotly, her ears perking as she tried to catch herself knowing she was in a group of other girls who hardly seemed to be experiencing it the same way. 

“Oh, helloh there!” A chipper blonde haired bovine with bright green eyes smiled down at the doggirl who quivered in delight. “Is this your first time?” Her thick tawny furred frame sat happily beside Sherri, a polite smile to her with an easy going nature as she watched Sherri squirm and grind her knees together in that denim skirt. “We don’t get many dog girls out here, ya knowh.” 

Conversation was the last thing Sherri had on her mind as she panted for air, her pawtoes squishing tightly together as she gulped down her throat. Thick creamy milk flowing from her nipples and disappearing into the dark colored tubes. “Hfff.. Hnnhh.. I.. I’mmhh..” Sherri desperately tried to respond but her voice cracked and the bovine woman simply returned a giggle. 

“Ooh, sorry there, I suppose I better introduce myself.” Her thick accent and sweet demeanor reminded Sherri of the northern states, “I’m Miley,” She said brightly. “Been here a few years yet. The girls still got plenty of milk though!” She hefted up her breasts and giggled as she leaned over to peek at something on the dash. “Oh and it seems like you got plenty of milk to go yet! Well that’s fine too, we can be buddies while it does its thing.” 

It took a little while, almost thirty minutes and a few climaxes later and Sherri had finally gotten used to it, her pussy still had the scent of arousal to it but she’d gotten to where she could at least have a conversation without squirming every sentence. At least Sherri wasn’t alone, Miley’s cheeks were quite flushed as she happily let the machine drink from her larger breasts, the other consolation was that Miley proved to be quite a source of comforting conversation through the process. 

“So how’s mah girls doin’?” Emmet stood proudly near the bench where both Miley and Sherri sat, the bunny boy sporting a thick bulge in his denim jeans which caught Sherri’s attention. “Ya’ll wanna do a sweetener?” 

“Sweetener?” Sherri perked a brow and Miley smiled brightly tapping the smaller doggirl on the shoulder.

“Ooh!” The cowgirl practically moo’ed happily, “That’s where you get a little bit of his family’s special treatment! It makes the milk taste a lot sweeter they say.” She lightly nudged at Sherri’s cheek with her own. “And he makes the cutest little nose twitches when you make him cum, that’s my favorite part!” 

“Miley!” Emmet’s cheeks flushed as he bit down on his lower lip, shyly shrinking into his shoulders. It would have been a lot more adorable if his  shorts weren’t already halfway pulled down with his fat girthy bunnycock unceremoniously throbbing free inches from Sherri’s face. “Don’t tell her all my secrets!”

“Your secrets huh?” Sherri mused as her hand teased along his soft cock, feeling it harden at her touch as she leaned closer without jostling the suction cups away from her breasts. She’d been feeling a little pent up all day and his cock had a delightful scent to it. Her lips kissed gently at the tip, her eyes watching his squinting eyes gaze down at her while it slowly disappeared deeper into her mouth. Her tongue sliding along the underside of his shaft as she sucked firmly upon his girth, leaving trails of saliva staining his fat pink buncock while her head bobbed back and forth.

His hips pushed forth, buttcheeks clenching as he started to roll his hips, thrusting himself inside Sherri’s mouth and letting the tip of his length push against the back of her throat until his balls touched against her chin as he hilted in her mouth. “Hhff!” He breathed out, panting hotly as his blonde furred body began to buck against Sherri’s mouth, the crashing of his hips landing against her muzzle causing Sherri’s plump breasts to jiggle as he happily gave into his lapine instincts and attempted to rut the slutdog’s mouth. 

“Oooh look at him go!” Miley cheered on the doggirl as she licked at her lips. “You’re quite the natural, Sherri dear.” Although watching the bun happily rut into Sherri’s mouth reminded the cow how she’d gotten knocked up and milk laden in the first place. Before Emmet was even aware he had been pinned between two girls, Sherri from the front and now Miley from behind. The heavy chested cow hugging upon his thighs from behind and pressing the chill of her nose against the underside of his taint and pressing against his fluffy bunny furred balls. The soft globes falling prey to Miley’s tongue as she twirled them between her lips, sucking tightly upon his orbs as Emmet let out a sharp chitter of delight. 

Sherri’s fingertips took hold of his length as the bun was completely paralyzed with pleasure, her hand stroking his shaft as her lips kissed upon his tender cocktip. Her tongue sliding upwards between his cumslit and teasing the veins of his shaft with her digits following their trail. “Oh wow..” Sherri crooned sweetly as she felt the throbbing shaft pulsate against her digits almost violently so. “You know I haven’t had a taste of him yet.” Sherri mused as she licked along his cockmeat with a predatory grin that captivated the huffing bunnyboy’s attention. “He tastes pretty good..”

“Mhmmh!” Miley concurred the idea with her muffled lips as she held him in place, his figure was small compared to Sherri, but to Miley he was downright dwarfed by the large bovine’s size and she held him tightly in place preventing him from controlling his own pleasure and leaving him at the mercy of two women who adorned his cock and balls with loving slurps and kisses. Her tongue twirled along his sac as she let the thick saliva soaked balls fall from her lips. “For easter we decorated his nuts like easter eggs! Called it an Egg Hunt!” Miley practically giggled at Emmet’s squirming whimpers and nudged his flittering flufftail from her face before probing her tongue against his balls once more, licking up along the full sac and teasing at the underside of his pelvis with her tongue. Even pressing a kiss upon the sensitive spot and holding tightly as Emmet let out a shrill yelp of delight.

With Sherri and Miley pleasuring him and preventing him from rutting any further he had little choice but to simply bathe in the pleasure. His eyes rolled upwards into the back of his head as Sherri pushed her lips further down his cockmeat, bobbing her head back and forth while her fingertips stroked along his shaft in tandem. From behind Miley squeezed upon his thighs and sucked firmly upon both of his balls, drawing them between her lips and letting them rub against the softness of her inner cheeks while her tongue caressed at the bulging orbs that continued to swell between her lips. “Hfff. Oh.. Fuck..!” Emmet cried out.

Sherri’s eyes focused upon him as she felt his cock give the signaling throb of orgasm and true to her word and Emmet’s embarrassment, the bunnyboy’s nose did indeed twitch and tremble as he lifted himself upon his tiptoes with his hands bracing his body upon Sherri’s head for dear life as cum ejaculated from the tip of his sensitive cumslit. That thick nectar blasting against the back of Sherri’s throat at first as the doggirl squinted at the flavor. It was salty, sweet, almost too sweet. Sherri made a little bit of a face as she held the length between her lips and kept sucking as tightly as possible while Miley’s tongue twirled along his balls, milking his cock for every dollop of cum he had stored up in those backed up bunnyballs. 

The thick creamy flavor almost reminded Sherri of sea salt ice cream, a natural flavor that she held in her mouth for a moment even without her insistence. She swallowed as much as she could but every gulp down her throat was simply replaced by another hot rope of thick semen that billowed from Emmet’s cumming cocktip. Finally his cock paused the fountain of spunk as his knees crumpled underneath him and Miley let their mutual captor free to slump against the bench. But her eyes turned to Sherri with a lurid lick of her lips. “You better share some of that!” She chastised as without warning her hand cupped the side of Sherri’s cheek and the doggirl not only tasted the sweet flavor of bunny cum but the delicious meaty hint of cow tongue.

Miley held upon Sherri’s cheek in a forceful yet adoring kiss, like Miley’s personality her kiss was boisterous, incapable of understanding common boundaries, and at the same time incredibly sweet and maternal. Her tongue was thick and rubbed along the smaller girl’s muscle as both girls’ bodies pressed together, the suction cups clicking as their heavy milk filled tits pushed against each other and the older cow crooned hotly at the kiss. Her thick tail flickering behind her as she finally released the huffing and blushing doggirl free from her kisscuddle. “Hauh.. Wow..” Sherri huffed, her eyes gazing up at the older cow who simply held a tender smile upon her lips. As if pulled from a moment in a dream she glanced over to Emmet who was still whimpering as cum spilled down his shaft as the poor bunnyboy tried to catch his breath. “What should we do about him?”

Miley made a sound that was almost a mix of a giggle and a moo. “Oh don’t worry too much about him, he’s used to it.” Sherri tilted her head slightly and Miley returned it with a lewd grin. “You didn’t think we were the only ones here being milked did you?”