You decided you should check out that barn. She apparently asked to see you, and it'd be rude if you didn't come and introduce yourself. So, you began to move down to the barn. The doors were opened up, and you were allowed to pass in. Once inside, it looked a lot like the barn at home, and you saw a few stalls for other animals that lie in the barn. However, weirdly, you saw a line of bulls only a little older than you at the far side of the barn. They all appeared to be nervously standing around, and lined up towards the stairs. They all looked nervous, and yet excited. It reminded you of the thrill of trespassing, and the fear involved in it.
You figured that this Ms. Bessy was up at the top of the stairs. Remembering back to those few times you attempted to trespass, you decided speaking to any of the bulls would only make them more nervous. So, you began to walk past the line, and up the stairs. A few of the bulls shot you some dirty looks, but quit their glares the moment they spied the spotted washcloth. So, with little resistance, you were able to pass the line, and head up to the top of the stairs. The bulls seemed to not go far up the stairs, just high enough such that they wouldn't be able to peek at what's going on upon the loft at the top of the barn.
You were able to get up there, and looked over the scene up top. You saw a few buckets, a round table in the middle of the barn, and a bed at the far corner. In the corner next to the bed, there appeared to be a changing curtain, a cow-shaped silhouette behind it. From the silhouette, she already looked bigger than that one that greeted you before. Her hips appeared to double your shoulder span, your forehead would've only made it up to her waistline, and she had breasts that'd easily cover half of your body if they were given the chance. Your walking made some noises on the loft, and the silhouette perked up upon hearing you.
"Pardon me, young man, I didn't usher you up," she said. Her words would suggest command, but her tone sounded more inviting.
"Uh, this cow out front asked me to see you," you said. You held out the spotted washcloth, hoping you'd prove yourself to her. She stood in place, taking in what you said.
"Oh... are you the new guy?" she asked. Her body language seemed to suggest she was warming up to the sudden presence upon her loft. Then, the silhouette stepped out, revealing her full form. She was just as big as she looked, and was brown with white spots. Unlike other barn animals, she bore clothes like human would wear. She wore a black bra, black panties, and some thin leggings, which seemed to accentuate how big her hips were. You questioned why someone like her would where clothing, but you were also left to just imagine what she might be covering up. You felt your cheeks burn up as you gazed upon her.
"Y-yeah, I'm new here," you admitted. "Though, I didn't understand why you wanted to see me..."
"I heard a cutie was coming to our barn," she explained. "And I wanted to give them a wonderful first impression~" She placed a hand on her hip, and stood such that her curves were accentuated further for you. You felt the urge to cross your legs, nervous to her. "And, I'd like to get a good read on the new guys. Come a little closer, won't you~?" You felt like you were under a spell at her request. Without thinking, you were suddenly closer, stepping in the middle of the loft. You must've stepped forwards further without even realizing it.
At that, she sauntered forwards, approaching you. Once she was standing in front of you, you were reminded just how small you were to her. You were forced to look up at her, right through the valley of her chest. You could only imagine how insignificant you looked to the big cow. You saw her grin, and she began to walk around you, looking over you, "hm-ing" to herself as she took in more details about you. You felt yourself get more and more nervous as she scanned over your body.
"Have you had your first time yet?" she asked, standing behind you. You could only be confused at what she could possibly mean. "First time"? What does that mean?
"Uh, what do you mean?" you asked. You couldn't see her, but she grinned. It seemed your answer somehow satisfied her. Like your lack of knowledge on it somehow confirmed something for her.
"Oh, perfect," she decided. She then stepped away from you, and towards one of the buckets. She set it up and put it right next to one of the walls. "Won't you stand next to this bucket real quick? I want to treat you to your 'first time'." You still weren't sure about what she was asking. And something about it made you feel like it was naughty. But, naughty in a way you weren't comfortable with. Was following her orders good for you right now?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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