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Mina

Waking up in Patrick’s arms was far nicer than it should have been.

At some point in the middle of the night, his cock must have slipped out of her and she’d turned over to face him because her face was buried in his chest when she woke up.

His very hard, very muscular chest, the curly hairs tickling her nose.

It had been way too long since she’d woken up in a man’s arms and she was enjoying it probably more than she should when he finally stirred as well. The sun’s light was already brightening the inside of the barn and she could hear ranch hands moving around, doing their early morning jobs.

“Good morning,” Patrick said, stroking her long hair, which felt very nice.

“Good morning.” She nuzzled into his chest, not quite ready to get up yet. He chuckled, but he didn’t move her.

Mina could feel his monster cock twitch against her stomach. He was hard again. Her pussy was sore as hell, but it twinged in response. Her vagina didn’t know what was good for it sometimes.

Or maybe it was just happy to be getting an education from something other than her vibrator.

It was a hell of an education it was getting here. Grad school at least.

Not that he seemed to be moving to do anything about it yet.

She didn’t know if she was disappointed or relieved when he got them up and got himself dressed, sending her to the bathroom to take care of her needs while he took care of everything else.

By the time she came out again, there was a new little hucow outfit, almost the same as yesterday’s, but this one was white with a brown cow pattern and there was a headband with matching ears and little horns.

He put the headband and skirt on her, frowning as he inspected the rest of her.

“Your nipples look a little chafed,” he said. “I’m not sure I should put you on the pump again.”

Oh no! Mina didn’t want to miss out on more pumping. She only had a few days for it.

“I have a balm I use,” she said quickly. “I just forgot to do it last night because… well. I was a little distracted.” She grinned up at him and he laughed, his shoulders relaxing. “Let me get it.”

It only took her a moment to fish it out of her bag, thankfully it was in an outside pocket. She should have put it with her toiletries because then she would have had a better chance of remembering.

“Here, let me.” Patrick held out his hand and she gave him the little tin. It was completely dwarfed by the size of his hand even though it looked totally normal in hers. He opened it and scooped some up then set the container to the side.

Mina found herself blushing furiously, tipping her head back to watch him as he began massaging the ointment into her stiff nipples.

It was slick and shiny and felt so good as he rubbed it in.

Despite how gentle he was, having someone else doing it for her meant that she felt it all the way to her core, unlike when she did it for herself.

She moaned, shuddering and pressing her legs together as he rubbed her nipples between his fingers, her hands gripping the sides of the little skirt.

Patrick’s gaze moved from her breasts to her lips and then his mouth came down on hers, muffling her moan as he kissed her.

He held her in place with her nipples, still pinching and rubbing, his tongue sliding into her mouth to dance with hers.

Mina moaned, going up on her tiptoes to meet his kiss while he rubbed the balm into her skin.

Eventually he ended the kiss and lifted his head, his dark eyes gleaming as he looked down at her.

“Okay, little hucow. Let’s get your breakfast and then it’s time for your morning milking and plug.”

Mina shivered, pressing her legs together again. Her body was already aching for another orgasm. Her pussy was a needy bitch once it started getting some cock, apparently.

Or maybe it was just the effect of being a hucow.

Or maybe it was Patrick.

Probably some combination of all three.

During breakfast, she got to be Mina again. Topless Mina with her nipples out, but still Mina.

In her head, she’d kind of thought she’d be a hucow the entire time she was here, but now that she was living it, she was appreciating these moments just as much as the others.

Patrick was so easy to talk to. Plus, he had great stories about the Ranch, some of which he was passing off after he’d heard them, but also plenty about the animals that he saw when he came to work with the cows.

Just listening about how so many of them had been rescued had Mina’s heart hurting. She was so glad they’d found good homes here too.

But as soon as breakfast was done, it was like a switch flipped in him and he was back to being a hucow owner… with his favorite hucow.

In short order, she found herself back on the bench, sheaths on her arms and legs so she couldn’t use her hands, her excitement rising already just from getting in position, knowing what was about to happen.

Her pussy was wet and needy, and apparently didn’t care how sore it was from having been fucked twice the day before.

“Good girl,” Patrick murmured as he got the pump attached to her breasts and flicked it on.

Mina moaned at the sensation of the suction.

Maybe it was because this pump was stronger than the one she used at home, but she could almost swear that she could feel something moving through her breasts, like she actually had milk that was going to spurt.

Even if it was all in her head, she didn’t care, it felt real.

Moving around behind her, Patrick didn’t take very long to prep the plug before she felt it at the entrance of her bottom, hard and slick from the lubricant that had been slathered over it.

“This one is bigger than yesterday’s. Tomorrow we’ll use the biggest one and that will ensure you’re ready for my cock during tomorrow’s evening milking.”

He said it so matter-of-factly, as if he was discussing what they were going to be having for dinner tomorrow, and Mina thought her pussy might just explode.

But then he started to push the plug into her bottom.

The twin sensations of being milked while the plug began to push inside her, stretching her tight little bottom open, was enough to make her brain blank out for a moment.

The plug was tapered, just like yesterday’s, but from the immediate way her entrance began to stretch, she knew the bulb was thicker than the one her tail had previously been attached to.

Rhythmic pulls at her nipples couldn’t distract her from the ache as her rear entrance was stretched wider and wider. Patrick didn’t just shove the plug in, he was working it into her. Pulling back, adding a bit more lube, twisting it as he pushed it deeper, stretching her wider.

Mina moaned and panted at the discomfort of her bottom being opened, her muscles squeezing and protesting and trying to push the invader out. It hurt. It cramped. But she didn’t ask him to stop.

The whole point was to take the discomfort for him because it pleased him. Because it was what he wanted to do to her. And the deeper the plug went as she whimpered and cried out and he didn’t stop, the more turned on she got.

When the bulb reached the widest part, she let out a cry, tears springing to her eyes at the sharp ache as her hole stretched to accommodate it, and then it slid fully inside her while she panted for breath.

The narrower stem between the base and the bulb allowed her poor, stretched opening a little break, though she could still feel the thick length of the toy deep in her.

That was definitely bigger than yesterday’s.

And he thinks I need one size bigger before taking his cock tomorrow.

Mina didn’t know whether to cry or moan at the thought. Maybe both.

It ended up being a moan as Patrick gripped her hips and began to thrust his cock into her pussy.

He must have added some of the lube that he’d used on the plug to help ease his entry, because she was wet, but he still slid in much faster and easier than he should have with just her natural lubrication.

The first thrust buried his cock in her to the hilt. Even though her pussy had adjusted to his proportions yesterday, she could feel her muscles stretching, straining, because of how fast and hard he filled her… but her body reveled in it.

“Oh fuck… you feel so damn good, my little Mina,” he said with a groan, and hearing her name as if he was using it in place of “hucow” made her pussy clench around him even tighter. The movement made her bottom ache as her muscles were forced to squeeze the toy inside her as well.

She was so damn full.

Yesterday she hadn’t thought she could get any fuller, and yet here she was, with an even bigger plug in her ass and her brawny cowboy’s cunt-destroying cock buried in her pussy again.

There couldn’t possibly be room for a bigger plug tomorrow.

Patrick started fucking her, riding her, using the rhythm of the pump to time his movements. His hands gripped her hips, holding her in place while he pounded into her from behind.

All the control and restraint that he’d shown last night was gone now that she was hooked up to the milking machine, and her body gloried in his rough need.

Patrick

Ignoring his morning erection for as long as he had, plus hooking Mina up to the pump, and then slowly filling her tight little ass with the big plug had shredded all of Patrick’s restraint.

He liked to think that he was in charge of his baser needs, but something about this particular kink, something about Mina, completely undid him.

It didn’t help that he knew he only had a few days with her before she had to go back to Alabama. If he could keep his dick inside her for the entire time, letting her up only to eat and use the bathroom, he probably would. He was that hungry for her.

And she sure as hell wasn’t going to stop him.

She took every hard thrust with an impassioned moan, unbothered by the way it rattled the bench she was on, lifting her hips as if begging for more. Despite the tight fit of the plug, she’d done nothing more than whimper and squirm while he’d inserted it.

The idea of fitting his cock into that tight channel had his balls aching. But it didn’t matter their size difference, she was fucking made for him.

Made to take his cock.

Made to meet his passions.

Made to be his little hucow.

Fuck.

“Oh please,” she started to beg, the way she did when she was getting close to orgasm. “Oh please, oh please, oh please…”

Groaning, he fucked her harder, moving faster, pounding into her as the pump continued to pull and tug at her nipples.

Her pussy clenched around him, squeezing the fuck out of his dick as he impaled her on it over and over again.

The thick curve of the bulb of the plug rubbed against the top of his cock with every thrust, the thin lining separating his dick from the toy not enough to keep him from feeling it.

“Come for me, little hucow,” he ordered. “Cream yourself all over my cock.”

That was all it took. Mina’s wail of ecstasy was immediate, loud, and accompanied by her pussy spasming around his dick.

Oh fuck.

The sensations of her pussy pulling at him sent him over the edge too, and he thrust hard, burying himself inside her and filling her needy pussy with his cum.