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Mina

They’d made her a hucow outfit. Or gotten it from somewhere.

Mina wondered if they’d let her buy it when she left because she loved it.

The top was just a bikini top, strings with two tiny triangles to cover her breasts.

And was it her imagination or had her breasts gotten bigger?

Because it seemed like they were spilling out the sides just a little.

The bottom was a short skirt that barely covered her ass with a thong underneath it with a g-string that easily tucked beside her tail plug.

All of it was black-and-white cow patterned to match her ears and the coverings on her arms and legs.

It was buttery soft, especially the inside material on the bikini top, which was a relief for her poor nipples.

The buds were extra sore and swollen after the “milking” and they were still stiffly hard.

The soft material felt really good against them.

Crawling on her lead, brawny cowboy beside her, she listened to the little bell that clanged as she moved. She liked the sound.

There were workers around the pens with the animals, and she watched in fascination as two little goats tumbled over each other, capering. They were so cute!

“Here, you can stand,” Patrick said when they got to the fence, holding out his hand to help her to her feet so she could get a better view.

“During the day, this operates as a petting zoo for the Ranch guests, but right now they’re shutting down for the day.

We can go in tomorrow if you want to pet—or play with—the other animals. ”

Mina nodded, wondering if she could be part of the petting zoo… but that might be too weird for other people. Everyone had been really accepting so far, but she’d only been meeting the staff, not the other guests, and she assumed the people she’d met had been briefed on how to interact with her.

A low mooing made her turn her head. Three cows were headed their way. Real cows.

Funny enough, she wasn’t a cow lover or anything just because she wanted to be a hucow.

She didn’t dislike cows, but she’d always been indifferent to them.

They didn’t do anything for her and she definitely had never thought about them in a sexualized way.

Wanting to be a hucow was more like pet play. But with milk.

The cows came trotting straight for her and Patrick, and he chuckled, reaching over the fence to greet each of them with a rub on the head or a pat. Mina watched. Clearly, the cows knew and responded to him.

Seeing her watching him, her brawny cowboy smiled.

“I’m a hoof trimmer, so they know me. I make sure to give them treats when I come, that way they’re used to me and don’t give me a hard time when I need to get them in the chute. No, Elsa, I don’t have a treat this time, you’re just going to have to deal,” he said sternly to one of the cows.

Elsa snorted, as if she understood what he’d said.

The biggest of the cows shoved Elsa out of the way, thrusting her head under Patrick’s hand for a head scratch and making Mina giggle.

“Do you work with them a lot?” she asked.

“Not with these cows, though I try to visit the Ranch regularly anyway.” He grinned, turning his head slightly so he could wink at her. “I like it here. But I trim them every few months. This is Stella, she’s used to me. Elsa and Anna got their first trims recently.”

“Does it hurt them?”

“No, it’s just like clipping your nails.” He shrugged one shoulder. “Sometimes there can be problems with their hooves, which is why it’s important to do regular trimmings, but even then I get to relieve their pain for the most part, not cause them more.”

“Then why do you need to bribe them with treats?”

A slow smile spread over his lips.

“Like I said, I like to visit. There’s something nice about being somewhere that everyone understands you and accepts you.”

His gaze caught hers and Mina nodded, because that was exactly how she was feeling right now.

As he turned his attention back to the cows, she couldn’t help but wonder how many other Ranch guests he’d been nice with. Jealousy spurted through her, and she tamped down on it immediately. They’d just met today. She was only going to be here for a few days.

There was no reason to be jealous.

She should just be grateful that she was with someone who really got her… and her fantasy. And who had a monster cock and knew what to do with it.

Jealousy was not a productive emotion, especially under these circumstances.

It wasn’t like they were going to have a real relationship.

“We should get you some dinner,” Patrick said. “You must be starving.”

As if her stomach had heard him, it immediately grumbled, loud enough that Mina blushed and put her hand over her abdomen. Of course, because her hand was in the special pad, that meant that the hard rubber bottoms poked against her soft skin and she immediately pulled her hand away.

“Um, yeah, a little.”

He chuckled.

“Back down on all fours, little hucow.”

Damn, she shouldn’t like that so much. But as she dropped to all fours, crawling in front of him, bell chiming, knowing that he was able to see just about all of her under the short hem of the skirt…

she was getting turned on again. It didn’t matter that she’d had the best orgasm of her life less than an hour ago, her body wanted more.

Because I only have a few days and might as well make the most of them.

Mina wanted to eat in the barn. At least tonight. She’d be happy to become a house hucow tomorrow and maybe get to know a little bit more of the Ranch, but right now she wanted to fulfill the fantasy. She didn’t want to go home regretting anything.

Understanding, Patrick went to get their dinner… not her dinner, theirs . He ate with her and they actually talked. She wanted to know more about hoof trimming and cows and she ended up telling him about what it was like to work cyber security and how she’d gotten into that.

They’d set aside their roles for the meal, and yet she was still wearing her outfit and still hyperaware of him in every way.

After they’d finished eating, she went to take care of her needs in the bathroom. He helpfully removed the plug before she went. When she got back, he’d not only cleaned it, but he was inspecting it.

“You’re going to need a bigger one tomorrow,” he said thoughtfully.

Mina’s eyes widened. “A bigger one?”

“If you’re going to take my cock in your ass—and you are—then yes, I want you stretched out more first.”

Holy fuck. Mina’s knees threatened to buckle. Granted, she’d had the idea that anal sex would be fun to try when she was a hucow, especially because she’d gotten used to the plug and enjoyed using it, but taking his cock up her ass…

She whimpered and he looked up.

A smile flashed across his face. Not a reassuring one. This one was darker, a little sadistic even.

“Don’t worry, little hucow, you’ll be able to take me.” He tilted his head at her. “I’d been worried about how small you are, but if your pussy can take me, your ass can too.”

Mina wasn’t so sure about that, but she wasn’t going to argue.

Part of her thrilled to the idea of being stretched so big, of having to take his thick cock up her ass even though she was unsure about it.

It was her lack of surety that turned her on even more.

Knowing that she “didn’t” have a choice unless she was willing to end the fantasy.

But she wanted to live the fantasy to the fullest, and if that meant taking his giant cock up her ass… god, this time at the Ranch was going to live rent-free in her head for the rest of her life.

She didn’t know what to say to that, so she just ducked her head and mooed softly, which made him chuckle again.

Being able to moo instead of trying to find the words for what she was feeling was actually really nice. Sometimes she felt awkward when she couldn’t find the right thing to say. Now she could just moo instead.

“I’m going to clear this away and then I’ll come back and we can figure out your sleeping arrangements,” he said, picking up their plates and putting them on the tray he’d brought their meal in with.

Mina didn’t bother to tell him that she’d already figured it out.

He didn’t need to do everything for her.

She didn’t want to sleep in the bed, she wanted to sleep on the hay.

So while he was taking care of their dishes, she got the big blanket that was obviously supposed to go over the hay and got it into place before grabbing some of the other blankets and sheets.

By the time her brawny cowboy returned, she’d made herself a nice little nest in the hay.

His eyebrows went up as the bag he was now carrying thumped to the ground at his feet. He closed the stall door behind him, frowning.

“I, uh, decided I wanted to sleep over here,” she said, gesturing, suddenly nervous. She shifted her weight back and forth on her feet.

“I’m starting to regret taking your sleeves off,” he replied, still frowning as he moved toward her, making her heart start to beat a little faster. “You were supposed to wait for me.”

“To be fair, you didn’t specifically say that.”

“No, but I did specifically say that we’d figure out your sleeping arrangements.”

Now he was so close to her that he was looming over her, forcing her to tilt her head back to keep his gaze. He stared down at her, still frowning. It wasn’t threatening, exactly, nor was it disappointed but… she couldn’t read what he was thinking.

Couldn’t even begin to guess.

“Sorry.” She shifted nervously again, tucking her hands behind her back and twisting her fingers together. “I didn’t think it would be that big a deal… it wasn’t that hard for me to put together.”

“No, but there’s no room for me there.”

“What?” Suddenly she felt totally breathless as the surprise hit her. “You want to sleep here?”

He shrugged his shoulders.

“This is where you are, this is where I’m going to be.”

That wasn’t how it was in the book. But the sudden relief that Mina felt rush through her made her realize that she didn’t want this part to be just like the book. She did want to sleep on the hay and not on a mattress tonight. She did want to sleep in the barn.

But she was happy to hear that she wasn’t going to be doing it alone.

Happy that he was going to stay.

“Oh… that’s good. I mean, I’m glad. I just didn’t realize.” The way he was looking at her was making her feel like a naughty little schoolgirl.

Or a naughty little hucow.

“That’s all right, little hucow. You’re going to learn your lesson about listening more closely now.”

Mina squeaked in surprise as he reached out and picked her up.

One thing about their size difference was that it was incredibly easy for him to manhandle her to exactly where he wanted her.

Which was hot as hell and also a little terrifying, especially when where he wanted her was apparently over his lap with his hand on her butt.

He’d sat back down in the chair he’d used while eating.

“Wait!” she squeaked.

“You have a safeword, little hucow,” he rumbled. “If you don’t want a spanking, use it, otherwise I’m going to make sure that next time you remember to listen to my instructions.”

Oh god.

Her pussy was getting wet again as he tugged up the hem of her skirt, baring her buttocks to him. She stared at the hay-strewn floor beneath them, her hands going out trying to reach for it to help steady her, but she couldn’t quite make it. She was literally hanging over his lap.

But she didn’t say her safeword.

She wasn’t sure she wanted a spanking, but she knew she didn’t want to use her safeword.

He was in charge. Of everything. Which was what she wanted.

Then his hand came crashing down on her upturned bottom and she shrieked at the shocking sting.

“Ow! That hurts!”

Another rumble from him, this time of laughter.

“It’s supposed to, little hucow. Now, next time, remember to do as you’re told.”

His hand came down again, and again, peppering her backside with short, sharp smacks that had her gasping and writhing. It hurt and it felt good at the same time.

She’d read about spankings before. She’d experimented with past boyfriends.

None of it had ever been like this.

Firm, crisp swats moved all around the curves of her bottom while she gasped and kicked, squirming on his lap. His free arm came down like a bar along her spine, holding her in place while his hand moved lower to slap against her sit-spots.

“Ow!!!! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’ll be a good little hucow, I promise!”