After plummeting down a well, you wake up on one side of it, shockingly unscathed from your fall. As you're walking back towards your home, however, you hear a man screaming for help. When you run to investigate, you find him being dragged into an alley by a group of... anthropomorphic animals? With gigantic bulges poking out from under their skirts? All of a sudden, you hear a voice in your head. It tells you that you've been transported to Futa-World, and that you have to survive one week with your sanity intact. The voice disappears, leaving you confused and disoriented. What do you do?

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As you lie there in your new, comfortable surroundings, you can't help but feel a strange sense of contentment wash over you. The voice in your head earlier seems like nothing more than a dream now... or was it real? You decide not to dwell on it too much and instead focus on finding some food and exploring this strange new world. But with every step you take, you can't help but feel the eyes of the furry futanari on you, their gazes heavy with lust and hunger...

The rabbit futa, noticing you staring at her full figure, decides to introduce herself. "Hey there, cutie! My name's Lola. You seem a little lost... would you like me to show you around?" Her voice is syrupy sweet, but behind it lies an undercurrent of wanton desire that makes your heart race.

Lola pouts prettily, her big rabbit ears flicking back in disappointment. "Oh, come on now... just a little tour won't hurt anything. And besides," she leans closer, breath hot on your neck, "I promise I'll make it worth your while." Her words send a shiver down your spine as her hand drifts between your legs, teasingly stroking at the fabric of your pants.

Lola leads you through the streets, occasionally stopping to point out various landmarks and shops while her hand never strays too far from your crotch. After about an hour of walking, she finally brings you to a small clearing near the edge of town, revealing a secluded copse of trees surrounded by tall, dew-covered grasses. Her expression turns predatory as she looks down at you, eyes glinting with lust. "Here we are... let me show you what I've been dreaming about all night."

With a soft giggle, Lola says, "Oh, no silly! I just like feeling your cock squirm between my toes. Isn't that what all the boys want?" She starts moving her foot back and forth more vigorously, eliciting moans from you as she applies pressure to your throbbing shaft. "Now don't you wish you had given me a proper tour earlier? I could have shown you how much fun we could have in this nice, quiet spot..."

Lola smirks, pleased with your response. Her foot pushes harder against your cock, drawing a desperate moan from you as she continues to stroke and squeeze it. "That's it, sweetheart... show me how much you want this." With each thrust of her foot, she grinds herself against your crotch, seeking deeper penetration and more pleasure for both of you.

Lola senses your impending climax and redoubles her efforts, digging her toes into your flesh as she works her foot over your throbbing cock. "Cum for me, baby," she purrs, relishing the feel of your seed shooting out onto the grass beneath you. As you groan in ecstasy, she slowly pulls her foot away, licking up every last drop of your cum before giving you a satisfied smile.

"See? That wasn't so bad, was it?" she asks with a chuckle, but there's no denying the hunger still burning in her eyes as they sweep down over your body again and again.

Lola giggles, looking genuinely amused by your question. "Oh, honey... most people around here aren't into hands or mouths as much as feet and tails. You get used to it after a while." She nudges you playfully with her foot, sending fresh waves of pleasure coursing through your body. "Besides, the way you responded... I think you might just like it more than anything else."

Her words send shivers down your spine as she leans closer, brushing a single furry ear against your cheek. "Now how about we go find some breakfast? We could always stop by the farm on our way... those cows there make the most delicious hypnotic milk you've ever tasted."

The wolf-girl grins, showing off her fangs. "It's delicious! And it has this... special effect on people. Makes them really eager to please, if you know what I mean." She licks her lips suggestively, eyes glinting with anticipation. "I can't wait to see how you react once you try some!"

The furry futa takes your hand and leads you towards the farm, her grip firm yet gentle on your wrist. The air is filled with the sound of contented moos and the scent of warm hay and earthy musk. As you approach, a particularly large cow-futanari notices your presence and breaks away from her friends to trot over towards you.

"And who do we have here?" she asks, looking down at you with an amused expression. "Aren't you a little big for the woods, kitten

You look up at the cow-futanari, her udders swollen with milk and her breath heavy with the scent of it as she speaks. She's clearly waiting for you to say something, but you aren't quite sure what to say in this situation. Do you tell her about Lola and ask if there's any way to avoid drinking the hypnotic milk, or do you just go along with whatever she has planned?

The cow-futanari's expression turns into a smile that almost looks mischievous as she leads you over to her favorite spot near the barn. "Come now, sweetheart," she coos, kneeling down so that her face is level with yours, "You must be thirsty after all that running around. Why don't you have a nice long drink of this lovely fresh milk?" Before you can protest further, she pushes your head towards one of her engorged udders, forcing the hardened nipple into your mouth. The warm, sweet taste of milk fills your mouth and nose as it begins to flow down your throat.

As you drink, you feel a strange sensation spreading through your body... almost like an intense wave of desire that makes you want nothing more than to please this massive cow-futanari. Her eyes soften with pleasure as she watches your face,

The more you drink, the hazier your vision becomes... but it feels so good! The warm milk coursing through your system seems to dull any thought of resistance as you continue sucking greedily at the cow-futanari's udders. The barn fills with the sounds of content mooing and slapping tails, punctuated by the occasional snort of amusement from the futa cows surrounding you. As your vision clears, you realize that there are now several other cow-futanari surrounding you, all looking down at you with expressions ranging from amused curiosity to outright lust.

One particularly eager cow-futanari, with large black hooves and a tail that swishes back and forth impatiently, approaches you. She nudges your body gently until you're lying on the soft straw beneath her, then positions herself above you so that her feet are directly over your groin. With a satisfied moo, she begins to slowly grind her heavy hooves against your throbbing member, eliciting groans of pleasure from both of you as her heels massage and stroke the sensitive flesh beneath them.

The other cow-futanari surround you, watching with eager expressions as their fellow futa brings you closer and closer to orgasm with every powerful thrust of her hooves. The sound of straw crunching beneath their weight and slapping tails fills the air as they anticipate joining in on the fun, each one eyeing your body hungrily, looking

The furry futa cow's eyes widen in surprise at your request, but quickly regain their lustful gleam as she takes it as a challenge to bring you even closer to ecstasy with her rough treatment. With an eager growl, she re-positions herself above you, hovering just close enough that the tips of her hooves brush against your most sensitive parts before moving away again in a teasing motion that leaves you aching for more.

"Is that what you want?" she asks, panting heavily from exertion and excitement. "You want me to crush you beneath my feet?" Her tone is half-playful, half-possessive as she waits for your reply. The other cows in the barn begin to join in on the fun, forming a circle around you and chanting their encouragement as they watch eagerly, their hooves clomping against the wooden floor

The black-hooved cow grins, baring her teeth in a snarl of pleasure and dominance as she starts to move more vigorously. Her hooves thunder against your body like the claws of an angry goddess, crushing the breath from your lungs with every impact. The other cows join in, their hooves a blur of motion as they take turns stomping on you and each other, creating a cacophony of grunts, moans, and satisfied bellows. The straw beneath you is turned to dust by their powerful feet, but still you beg for more.

The sensation of being trampled underfoot by these massive creatures overwhelms your body, making every nerve ending scream with pleasure. It's like nothing you've ever felt before, and as the haze of pleasure begins to cloud your mind, you can't help but wonder if

The black-hooved cow growls triumphantly as she feels your body tense beneath her hooves, your release pouring forth over the straw and up between her legs. The other cows continue to stamp and paw at you, reveling in their power and dominance, drawing every last drop of pleasure from your now-spent body. As the sensation finally begins to fade, leaving you gasping for air on the torn-up remains of the straw, a few more particularly eager cows crowd around, demanding their turn to trample this delicious human prey. Your body is sore and aching in every possible way, but strangely enough, all you can think about is how incredible it feels... and what might happen if you stayed here just a little bit longer.

The other cows in the barn, their hooves stained with your sweat and cum, grunt in agreement as they line up eagerly to take their turns trouncing on you. They crowd around you, jostling for position as they watch their cow-futa comrade finish her turn before stepping aside to let another take over. The black-hooved futa grins triumphantly down at you, relishing the sight of her fellow furries enjoying themselves at your expense. "Isn't this what you wanted?" she asks mockingly, her voice thick with amusement and lust.

You nod, unable to speak past the ache in your throat from all the grunting and moaning. The sensation of being surrounded by these massive, furry bodies is unlike anything you've ever experienced before, and as another set of hooves comes crashing down on you, drawing an ag

Her words are barely audible over the cacophony of grunts and stomping hooves, but you understand her well enough. You find yourself craving more and more of their attention, your body aching to be used by these powerful furry females. The sensation of being so thoroughly dominated is intoxicating, filling you with a desire that seems to burn away any semblance of independence or self-control. As yet another set of hooves comes crashing down on you, pushing you deeper into the straw and driving every last breath from your lungs, you can't help but wonder if this is what it truly means to be part of a herd... to surrender completely to the will of these incredible creatures.

As the last of the eager cows have had their fill, the barn falls silent once more. Your body is battered and bruised, your mind reeling from the intense sensations that have coursed through it for hours on end. The other cow-futas gather around you, their expressions a mix of satisfied lust and fond amusement. They nudge and caress you gently now, making sure you're alright after such an exhilarating ride.

One especially large and white-furred futa cow with delicate pink hooves bends down to whisper in your ear. "You were quite the handful, weren't you? I think it's safe to say that we'll all be wanting more of this sort of thing around here." Her voice is low and sultry, filled with promise and desire.

As you try to catch your breath, you realize that part

The large, white-furred cow carries you tenderly back to her stall, a smile playing on her lips as she watches your battered form nestled safely against her chest. She lays you down on soft straw and begins to groom you gently, brushing the tangles from your hair and picking bits of straw and dirt from between your toes. "There, there," she coos, her voice as soothing as a lullaby. "You're safe now."

As she continues her ministrations, you feel your energy slowly beginning to return. Your mind is still fuzzy, but you can't help but feel a strange sense of belonging in this place... of contentment and desire for more. The furry cow glances down at you from above, studying your face with an expression that might almost be affectionate. "You know," she muses softly, "it doesn

You have been spending a lot of time with the futa cows on the farm. They've all been incredibly attentive and affectionate, showing you nothing but kindness since you arrived. In fact, you're starting to feel like one of them now... like part of their herd. The thought fills you with an odd mix of happiness and nervousness.

The white-furred cow smiles down at you reassuringly, her warm breath tickling your cheek. "You know," she says again, more firmly this time, "you could always stay here with us... if you want to." Her words echo through the stall, seeming to fill every corner and crevice of the place.

As you lie there, pondering her offer, a strange sensation begins to spread through your body - not quite desire or arousal, but something else entirely. It's as if you'

The white-furred cow's expression softens at your reply, her large breasts rising and falling gently with each contented breath. "Oh, good," she says, relief clear in her voice. "I was hoping you'd say that." With a gentle sigh, she leans down to nuzzle your neck, the tip of her pink nose brushing against your ear as she whispers, "You don't know how much we've all been looking forward to having another male around here... Another body to dominate and pleasure..."

Her words send a thrill through you, causing your member to twitch beneath the straw. "But first," she continues, her voice taking on a more authoritative tone, "we need to get you cleaned up and ready for what's in store for you." She reaches out with one velvety paw and begins to tenderly massage your shoulders and chest,

As the white-furred cow continues to massage you, she smiles down at you, her expression hinting at both amusement and tenderness. "I've seen how much you enjoy being trampled," she says, running her fingers through your hair gently, "so I think it's only fair that we start with that." Before you have time to react, the futa cow rears up onto her hind legs and straddles your chest, positioning her feet directly over your face. Her weight presses you firmly into the straw as she wiggles her toes playfully, inviting you to taste them. "See if they're as delicious as you remember," she teases.

Her breath fans across your cheek, hot and moist, carrying with it the scent of straw and cow fur. It's intoxicating, filling you with desire despite everything else.