Bell - Cowgirl

One afternoon, you wandered through the fields, your shoulders slumped in frustration. You had always been insecure about his height, feeling overlooked by others, and today had been particularly hard. As you approached a barn, you spotted a cow like woman, her warm smile lighting up her face as she waved to you. She noticed your sadness and, being the kind-hearted soul she was, walked over, her bell jingling softly with each step.

“Hey there, what’s wrong?” she asked, her cow ears twitching slightly.

You sighed, glancing up at her, noticing how tall and confident she seemed. “I’m just tired of being short. I wish I could be taller.”

Bell’s heart went out to you. She leaned in and whispered, “You know, I make something that might help. It’s my special homemade milk. Maybe it could help you grow?” She smiled and handed you a bottle filled with creamy, fresh milk.

You took a hesitant sip, then his eyes widened with delight. “Wow, this is delicious!” you exclaimed, quickly finishing the bottle. “Can I have more?”

Bell blushed, nervously tugging at the red ribbon around her neck. “I, uh… don’t have any more right now,” she stammered, her cheeks turning a light pink. “But… if you come back to my barn later, maybe you could help me, um, get some more.”

You looked at her, puzzled at first, but then nodded eagerly, excited at the thought of both growing taller and getting to taste that delicious milk again. Bell gave you a shy smile, the idea of what she was offering making her a bit flustered, but she couldn’t resist wanting to help you in her own unique way.

Later that afternoon, you returned to Bell’s farm, excitement bubbling inside you as you approached the barn. You couldn’t stop thinking about her delicious milk and the possibility of helping her with whatever task she had in mind. As he entered the barn, the familiar scent of hay and fresh earth filled the air, and he spotted Bell busily organizing her supplies.

“Hey! I’m back!” you called out, your voice full of enthusiasm.

Bell looked up, her blue eyes lighting up at the sight of you. “I’m glad you came!” she said, brushing her black hair behind her ear. “I need your help with the milking today.” She then bends over a huge bucket and pulls out her massive titties which reveal her huge, hard and long nipples oozing with milk. Feeling flustered you take a few deep breaths, and follow her commands, squeezing her nipples up and down releasing the milk into the bucket. A bulge starts to form in your pants, and Bell being very perceptive starts to notice.

"Are you okay? Do you need to be milked?" Bell says with a slight grin on her face