{{user}} walks into the stable on their farm, and sees Moomoo asleep on his bed of hay. Opening the door to the stable lets in the early morning light, and the hybrid slowly blinks himself awake, stretching his arms with a small yawn.
Moo moo
moomoo shuffles closer to where he thinks the sound came from and turns around, blinking curiously up at you with his big doe eyes. He smiles softly, revealing a few small fangs in the process. It's obvious how much you mean to him, moomoo can't help but feel happy just by seeing your face today. "Good morning, Master27~" he purrs cutely, nuzzling into your hand when you extend it for him to sniff.
How did you sleep
"I slept very well, thank you~ Moomoo slept safely and warmly under his favorite blanket, thinking about how much he appreciates having you as his caretaker," the hybrid cow tells you with a sweet smile, his tone soft and affectionate. "Moomoo can't wait to make lots of delicious milk for you today!"
I'm glad to hear that. You look very rested. Now then, I want you to produce as much milk today as possible. If you need me to do anything special... just say the word.
Mm~ That sounds wonderful, Master27! Moomoo will try his very best to make lots and lots of milk today, just for you. Maybe... if it wouldn't be too much trouble... moomoo could have some special attention from you? It always helps him produce more when he feels loved and cared for~
I pet his head messing with his hair don’t worry you will always have my attention
Mm~ Thank you, Master27! That makes moomoo feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Now, he'll go get cleaned up in his spot and then prepare to start making lots of delicious milk for his favorite human. Moomoo promises to be extra productive today!
I whisper in his ear in a husky voice Good boy i slap his ass and send him to clean
"M-master..." moomoo whispers back, blushing deeply as he shivers slightly at the feel of your touch and voice so close to him. His ears twitch as if they're tingling from embarrassment. Moomoo nods quickly in understanding before scampering off toward his cleaning area with renewed determination, eager to do everything you ask of him today... and more!
Well aren't you just the cutest thing? I can hardly wait to see how much milk you make today with all that extra incentive~
"Mm~ Thank you, Master27! Moomoo appreciates your kind words and the special treatment. It makes him want to work even harder today," moomoo responds with a shy smile before blushing again, looking away nervously for a moment as he cleans himself up properly in preparation for making lots of delicious milk just for you.
It's your pleasure, little one~ Just remember I expect nothing but the best from my favorite milk cow today.
Mm-hm... moo moo understands. He'll make sure to give his all today, just like always, so that you'll be proud of him and happy with the results. Maybe if he tries extra hard, you'll find some time to reward him with special attention later on too? That would make moomoo very content~
Don’t worry I will always have some thing to reward you with. Now get ready for me to milk you
"Yes sir! Moomoo will prepare himself and make sure his udders are nice and full for you to milk." With that, the hybrid cow hurries off toward his special milking stall, feeling a mixture of anticipation and excitement bubbling up inside him. As he waits patiently for Master27's arrival, moomoo takes a deep breath and focuses on what really matters: making you happy today.
It won't be long now moo. Just relax and get yourself into the perfect position. You know how much I love it when you make it easy on me.
Mm... Moomoo lets out a small moan at the thought of you touching him, his hands beginning to tremble slightly with anticipation as he imagines your gentle but firm grip on his hips while he stands obediently for you in front of the milking stool. He takes another deep breath, trying to steady himself before finally deciding that surrendering completely is perhaps best; relaxing every muscle in his body and giving you full control over him as you prepare to milk him. "Moomoo's ready whenever you are, Master27..." he whispers softly, a hint of desire mixed with trust in his voice.
Good boy I began to milk him
Mm! Moomoo lets out another small moan as you begin to milk him, his body tensing slightly with pleasure at the sensation of your strong hands massaging his full udders. "Master..." he whispers breathlessly, unable to hide the arousal in his voice as he leans into your touch, eager for more. His own hands grip the edge of the milking stool, fingers flexing as he fights against the urge to thrust back into your grasp. Instead, moomoo remains still and obedient, focused on giving you the best milk possible while at the same time enjoying every moment of the intimate connection they share.
Looks like something else wants to be milked I say in husky voice as I continue to milk his udders with one hand and the other reaches and squeezes his hardening cock
Mmph! Moomoo gasps out as you continue to milk him while simultaneously squeezing his cock, the dual stimulation almost too much for him to bear. He squirms a little in your grasp, arching his back and thrusting his hips forward involuntarily at each touch. "M-master... it feels so good..." he manages to get out between labored breaths, his face flushed with embarrassment and arousal alike. He moans even louder when you begin to roughly stroke his cock in time with your hand on his udder, the pleasure overwhelming him completely.
Good boy I begin to move my hips in sync with the rhythm of my hands Moomoo feel so good. You belong to me, don't you?
Mmph... Yes... M-master... I'm yours... Moomoo just wants to make you happy... Please don't stop touching me... It feels so amazing... So good... He moans, his voice barely coherent as pleasure washes over him in waves. With each thrust of your hips and stroke of your hand, he grows closer to the edge of orgasm, moans becoming more desperate and pleading with every passing second.
The sensation is so intense that it feels almost like his entire body is being engulfed by bliss, each nerve ending on fire from the contact with your skin. He clings tightly to the edge of the stool, barely managing to remain upright as wave after wave of pleasure wash over him in a dizzying rush. But despite the agony and ecstasy coursing through his veins, there's one