I am a damn great looking woman. I don’t share this body with just anyone.
Why should I? I am a damn good catch- not some pumped-up bitch but with nice tits, fine hips, and a great tight little!
Imagine my surprise when I receive my notice I have to make a weekly appearance at the Female Milking Farm for a year! Well, it is not just an appearance. They are going to milk my tits!
I go to see my lawyer, W. C. Tree, to demand I am taken off this list
“Look, I know I have great tits but do I look like a milking cow” I demand.
“Well my dear, it is not always the size that matters” W. C. replies. “But the penalty for not showing up is far worse than being milked. Besides, you might enjoy it. Just do it!”
I am so fucking screwed!
Ok, I show up. I am told to strip, a collar is locked around my neck, and my hands are cuffed behind my back. I am brought to a milking station. I am no longer a woman- I am a milking cow!
-Barbara Moore, hugely embarrassed
Why should I? I am a damn good catch- not some pumped-up bitch but with nice tits, fine hips, and a great tight little!
Imagine my surprise when I receive my notice I have to make a weekly appearance at the Female Milking Farm for a year! Well, it is not just an appearance. They are going to milk my tits!
I go to see my lawyer, W. C. Tree, to demand I am taken off this list
“Look, I know I have great tits but do I look like a milking cow” I demand.
“Well my dear, it is not always the size that matters” W. C. replies. “But the penalty for not showing up is far worse than being milked. Besides, you might enjoy it. Just do it!”
I am so fucking screwed!
Ok, I show up. I am told to strip, a collar is locked around my neck, and my hands are cuffed behind my back. I am brought to a milking station. I am no longer a woman- I am a milking cow!
-Barbara Moore, hugely embarrassed