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Mina

Once he got her cleaned up from her milking and their fuck-fest, Patrick put her in the petting zoo with the other animals, which Mina had no problem with. The animals were all just as interested in her as she was in them. She liked animals and she enjoyed watching their antics.

Patrick introduced her to all of them. She just about lost it giggling when he told her the duck was named Howard. Then there was the goose, Ryan Goosling. The pigs named Wilbur and Babe. The tortoise named Michelangelo.

She wasn’t sure she understood why the llama was named Sherlock, but the way he eyed her with puzzlement did remind her of Benedict Cumberbatch, so there was that.

Someone definitely had a sense of humor.

Her favorite was the African grey parrot, who had come out on Arlo’s shoulder and immediately announced, “I’m the boss.”

That had cracked her up, especially when Arlo introduced the bird as “Bossy P” and the parrot had given Patrick a suspicious look before immediately repeating his pronouncement that he was the boss.

“He doesn’t like most men,” Arlo explained, as the bird hopped to Arlo’s other shoulder, which was farther away from Patrick.

Mina giggled again because Patrick was eying Bossy P with the same suspicion that the bird was giving him.

Chuckling, Arlo returned to the barn with the parrot still riding on his shoulder.

It was a beautiful day out and she felt perfectly comfortable prancing around in her little hucow outfit, playing with the animals.

Who didn’t want to spend all day in a petting zoo?

(Well, it was mostly comfortable. Sometimes the big plug that he’d shoved up her butt gave her a twinge of discomfort, but not enough to ruin her enjoyment).

She cooed over the bunnies, got to help toss some corn to the chickens, and somehow ended up playing a game of tag with the two goats—Clara and Clancy. Anna and Elsa came over to romp a little too, but Stella hung back, apparently too mature to join in the games. Mina didn’t mind.

The whole while, Patrick hung out at the edge of the pen, leaning against the top rail, watching and smiling as she enjoyed herself. She also felt very safe because he was there. Not that she thought she’d feel unsafe on the Ranch if he wasn’t… she just felt extra safe.

That’s all.

It was starting to get close to lunchtime, according to the way her stomach felt, when she heard it.

Giggling.

Immediately, Mina lifted her head, looking around. Her stomach had done a little flip flop because she wasn’t sure where the giggling was coming from or why it was happening. The thought that someone might be laughing at her…

She shouldn’t care what strangers thought, but she still hated it.

Her gaze met Sadie’s, and she recognized the other woman right away, relaxing as she beamed at her through the fence.

Sadie and two other Littles were hiding as best they could at one of the corners of the pen, though they weren’t being very quiet about it.

Something about the way they were standing made Mina think they weren’t supposed to be there.

She wasn’t sure if she should draw attention to them or not, but then Sadie made a silent “come here” motion.

So that answered that question.

Glancing over her shoulder at Patrick, who was talking to one of the ranch hands who Mina hadn’t been introduced to yet, she sidled over to where Sadie and the other two Littles were.

All of them were dressed in cute clothes that emphasized their kinky preferences, just like Mina’s cow outfit did for her.

“Hi again!” Sadie beamed at her. “How is it going? Do you like being a hucow?”

“I love it,” Mina said immediately. It was so nice to be able to admit that and to say it to someone who might not understand why this was what she wanted, but who understood that she wanted something a little different from most people. “It’s everything I hoped it would be and more.”

“Good. This is Hayleigh and this is Wren, by the way,” Sadie said, gesturing to the other two.

Both of them smiled warmly at her. Like Sadie, Wren was wearing a lot of pink, including pink boots that Mina couldn’t help but envy.

She had bouncy red ringlets framing her face and the cutest peach-colored freckles scattered across her nose and the tops of her cheeks.

She was as thin as Mina, but had curves in all the right places, which made Mina sigh inwardly with envy.

Beside her, Hayleigh was even more cutely curvaceous, which didn’t seem fair.

She was tall and voluptuous with warm brown eyes and hair that glowed like rich mahogany in the sunshine.

Her curves were packed into a cute black dress and she was wearing black kitty cat ears on her head, kind of like Mina’s cow ears and horns.

“Wren works down here at the stables and Hayleigh’s Daddy runs the kitchen. She has something for you.”

“You’re not supposed to get it until tonight, but I wanted to make sure you actually liked it before they gave you a full meal of it,” Hayleigh said, holding up a little plastic container.

She popped the lid off and held up something that looked an awful lot like grass and at the same time didn’t.

It was uncanny how much it resembled valley grass.

“My Daddy is the chef and he came up with this in case you wanted to try doing the grass thing. I don’t think it’s quite like the stuff in the book, and you’ll still need to eat some other food, but it’s close and I think it tastes pretty good. ”

She spoke really quickly, like she was nervous—either about what Mina would think or possibly about getting caught, it could be either. Mina was just touched at the lengths Rawhide was willing to go to help her fantasy come true.

“That is amazing, thank you,” Mina said, reaching for the container before she remembered her arm sheaths, but Hayleigh beat her to it anyway, reaching in and picking up several of the long, thin green strands.

She twirled them between her fingers before offering them to Mina.

Feeling a little silly but also happy, Mina opened her mouth and took her first bite.

It was kind of like taffy, kind of like licorice… not exactly like a gummy. It did taste good. Sweet, without being so sugary that it seemed like candy. There was also a faint hint of fruit flavoring.

“Strawberry?” Mina guessed.

“Yes!” Hayleigh beamed at her.

“We all tried it,” Wren said, leaning on the fence. “It’s amazing what Chef Connor can do when he puts his mind to it.”

“It really is,” Mina enthused, accepting a few more strands.

“So… can I ask you a question?” Hayleigh asked, watching her.

She looked nervous but she’d been really nice so far, so Mina didn’t hesitate to nod.

“Why a cow?”

Mina eyed Hayleigh’s ears. “Do you know what pet play is?” she asked. She would have assumed from the kitty ears, but sometimes making assumptions was where people went wrong.

“Yeah, but like… why a cow? A cow isn’t usually a pet. Why not something like a puppy? Or a kitty?”

Hayleigh sounded genuinely curious, like she was trying to understand, not like she was judging, which helped.

“Hayleigh’s afraid of cows,” Sadie whispered.

“I’m not afraid of them,” Hayleigh said, scowling.

“Uh huh. That’s why you avoid Stella, Ana, and Elsa,” Wren chimed in. “You pet all the other animals.”

“I’m not afraid of them, they’re just not my favorite,” Hayleigh insisted. “Although, I do want to point out that cows kill more people than sharks every year, so if I were afraid of them, I’d have good reason to be.”

All of them laughed, and then jumped when Patrick’s deep voice interrupted them. The trio on the other side of the pen immediately looked guilty and Hayleigh clutched the container to her stomach like it could protect her.

“What are you three doing here?”

He was standing only a few feet away, arms crossed over his broad chest, one eyebrow raised at the three miscreants.

Mina was glad she wasn’t the one in trouble.

How a man that big could move so quietly and sneak up on them so easily, she had no idea, but she made a mental note not to forget that in the future.

“We’re just visiting the petting zoo,” Sadie said breezily. “Chef managed to make some grass he was happy with, so Hayleigh brought it down for Mina to try.”

“And I work here, remember?” Wren said, straightening up and smiling sunnily, looking like the very picture of innocence.

“Uh huh. And are you working here right now? And did Chef tell Hayleigh to bring the grass down for Mina to try? And none of that explains what you’re doing here, Sadie.”

“Oh look at that,” Sadie said, twisting her bare wrist toward her face as if there was a watch on it. “We’ve gotta get back or we’ll be late… we’ll see you later, Mina!”

All three of them dashed off, leaving Patrick shaking his head at them. Mina shot him a worried look.

“Moo?” she asked plaintively, hoping to make him smile or even laugh.

The ends of his lips curved up and he came over to the edge of the pen, reaching in to run his hand over her head and cup the back of her neck.

“Don’t worry, little hucow, I won’t get your new friends in trouble. Though whether or not they manage to sneak back to where they’re supposed to be is their problem.”

Fair enough. Mina beamed up at him.

“The grass really is good,” she whispered, and now he did chuckle.

“Chef will be happy to hear that.”

Patrick

Watching Mina in the petting zoo was a joy.

He could have watched her all day long, but after lunch she was tired so he left her in the barn for a nap while he ran home to get his things.

Since he hadn’t been planning on spending last night at the Ranch, he hadn’t had anything but his change of clothes and the toiletries he always kept in his truck for just in case.

That wasn’t going to cut it for spending the next few nights.

Thankfully, he already had his bag packed since he’d known she was going to be moving to the cabin tonight.

He’d planned on sleeping there with her, since she was going to be his “house hucow” after the move.

Only staying with her last night in the barn had been unplanned.

Even knowing everyone anywhere near or in the barn was keeping an eye out for Mina waking up in case she needed anything, Patrick found himself rushing to get back to the Ranch. He wanted to be there when she woke up. Or even before.

Curling up in a blanket in the hay with her for a bit sounded like a perfect way to spend the afternoon. He just wanted to spend as much time with her as possible.

Before she has to leave.

Patrick shoved the thought away. It was her first full day at the Ranch. He didn’t need to get maudlin over her leaving already. Or at all, really, considering that they’d just met.

But he already knew he was going to miss her when she was gone.

Maybe she’d want to come back.

Maybe he needed to get his head out of his ass and focus on the here and now instead of future possibilities that he wasn’t sure Mina would even be interested in.

When he returned to the Ranch, Mina was still sleeping peacefully, which allowed him to relax. He’d made it. And she looked so damn sweet and little like that, nestled into the much larger space that they’d made to accommodate him as well.

Rather than risk waking her up by sliding in with her, he and Arlo took her stuff and everything Patrick would need to keep milking her and got it all moved to the cabin while she slept.

She’d still be spending time in the petting zoo tomorrow, but he planned on taking her to Rawhide Ridge the day after that, and then the day after that… she’d be leaving.

Patrick refocused himself again as he strode back into her stall. He really had to stop thinking about that.

Since she was still asleep, Patrick decided to slide in beside her. He’d removed the plug again before her nap and when she woke up she’d be able to take care of her needs before he reinserted it.

He wasn’t entirely surprised when she woke up to him settling in next to her.

“Mmmm… how long did I sleep?” she asked sleepily, turning and opening her eyes, yawning.

“A couple of hours,” he answered, running his hand up and down her side. “You can keep sleeping if you want.”

She stretched, thrusting her breasts up, and Patrick took the opportunity to slide his hand under the fabric of her triangle top, making her squeak. He did like the little noises she made while he played with her.

“I think I’m awake now,” she teased, wrinkling her nose at him. “What’s next on the agenda?”

“Well, I moved all of our stuff to the cabin, so next would be to show you where that is.” Propped up on his side, he tilted his head. “Although, I think maybe we can take a quick detour for this… I want to taste my little hucow’s milk.”

Tugging her triangle bikini to the side, he dipped his head to take one hard bud between his lips.

She gasped and slid her fingers into his hair, holding him at her breast as he suckled on her nipple, moaning and squirming beneath him.

Not that he was putting his full weight on her.

While she could take a pounding from his cock, he was still being careful with her, including making sure that he didn’t accidentally crush her.

But since he was propped on his side, he could indulge in sucking on her nipples, squeezing her breasts, going back and forth between the two while she writhed and panted for him.

Only when he’d had his fill of teasing her and both of them were highly aroused, did he pull away.

And then he got to enjoy Mina pouting through getting re-plugged, exploring the cabin, their private dinnertime, all the way up until he finally bent her over her milking bench and fucked her until she was screaming with pleasure while the pump worked her breasts.