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“I feel ridiculous.”

Well, you look hot as hell.

“It’s just…I know that lactation and tit worship are your thing, and I’m happy to give it a shot, but isn’t this whole thing taking it a bit…overboard?”

Let’s just give it a shot, okay? Five minutes. You don’t like it, we’ll stop. 

“Fine…but isn’t the whole point of this that you worship my tits? How can you do that from another room?”

Give me a second…let me just finish…syncing up these files, and…

“Files?”

Okay, here we go. 

YOUAREAHUCOWYOUAREAHUCOMOOWYOURUDDERSAREHEAVYYOURUDDERARELEAKMOOYYOURBRAINISEMPTYYOULIVETOBEFUCKEDYOULIMOOVETOBEMILKEDYOUAREAHUCOWYOUAREAHUCOMOOWYOUR-

“What the hell is this?”

You don’t have to listen to it too hard. Just let it kind of linger in the background noise, okay? Like static. 

“Oh…kay…?”

Now just relax for me. No need to stand. We’ll both be sitting for this anyway, right? Just feel a wave of relaxation wash over your legs.

“Jeez, my knees just buckled.”

Maybe you should kneel. Give your legs some rest. 

“Yeah…hey, what is this recording saying-?”

Now focus on what you’ll want me to do once I’m in there. Where should I even begin with your breasts?

“Mmmm…such a good question.”

Do you want me to cup them in my hands? Jiggle them around? Squeeze them?

“That sounds so hot.”

Give it a try. Close your eyes and play with your breasts. Get them ready for worship.

“That’s, um…okay?”

How does that feel?

“Mmmm, now you’re just teasing me. Get in here and suck on them.”

Do they feel soft?

“You know they do.”

Do they feel full?

“Um…I don’t…?”

Do you feel heavy?

“They…actually do feel heavier, yeah.”

How much heavier?

“I don’t really-”

Are you relaxed enough yet?

“Oh, umm…kind of? It’s pretty hard to relax with these voices in my ears.”

Maybe instead of just kneeling, you should get on your hands and knees?

“How will that help?”

It will relax you. 

“I doubt tha…oh, this is actually mmore comfortable.”

Now, what were you saying about how heavy your breasts felt?

“Fuck, in this position, they feel very heavy…”

Just kind of hanging there, aren’t they?

“Yeah…”

How do they look?

“In this ridiculous costume you’ve got mme in? They look…actually…really dammn good.”

Of course they do. Especially when they sway back and forth.

“Oh shit…shit, they feel amazing when I do that.”

Heavy?

“Yes.”

Full?

“I…yes.”

Are you relaxed?

“Ummm-”

How heavy do your udders feel?

“Udders? I think that’s too-”

How heavy?

“…Very.”

Are you wet?

“Very…wait-”

Can you feel your udders leaking?

“Lea…Leaking?”

Are you relaxed?

“This is a lot-”

Body relaxed?

“Yes…”

Mind relaxed?

“I don’t…”

How heavy are they?

“Fuck, so heavy…”

What can I do to relieve that weight?

“Mmm…Mmmi…fuck…”

What do you want me to do?

“Mmmmoo…holy shit, what the hell is-?”

What are you desperate for, my little cow?

“Cuh…what are you doing to-?”

What do you need?

“…Mmm…mmmilk…mmme…”

My cow wants to be milked?

“Yes, please!”

Please what?

“I…hard to think…”

Then don’t think. 

“Don’t-?”

Cows don’t think. 

“I-”

What does my little cow want from her Master?

“Mmmm…Mmmm…Mmmmoo. Mooooo…”

There we go…now I’ll “worship” your udders. See, this isn’t so bad, is it?

“Mmmmooooooo…”

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Lena Paul