A Farmhand Job

"Mom! Please, just... UGH!"

"Oh, sweetie. Don't be so difficult. I promise you there's nothing to be embarrassed about and once we hit up Martha's stall you'll feel a thousand percent better. Now, come along."

The mother and daughter duo wove their way carefully through the crowds of the farmer's market. Now, at the height of the noon summer day, the market was bustling and people from all over the region had come in for fresh produce and artisanal goods made fresh and local. However, the two had no trouble navigating the sea of people since most quickly parted ways for the pair of hulking bullgirl behemoths.

Bessie and Belinda Hatterday were massive imposing figures easily dwarfing the other shoppers. Like most bullgirls, they easily stood over eight feet tall with massive, swollen muscles. They each had boulder-like shoulders wide enough to easily seat a couple of full grown men on each. Thick, powerful arms and legs most people would struggle to reach around could easily plow through the much frailer matchstick men and women hustling about the market.

However, the way they presented themselves were stark contrasts.

Belinda was a confident, mature bull of almost fifty. She wore tight, revealing outfits that accentuated her figure, presenting proudly and almost voyeuristically for all to see. A simple short halter top struggled to contain her thick slabs of pectoral muscles that, although mostly pure grade-A muscle beef, jiggled and wobbled unconstrained with each of her powerful, earth trembling footsteps. Tiny, cut off jean shorts strained valiantly to accommodate not only her thick, round, swollen glutes and powerful thighs but also the heavy swaying bulge of her groin.

She hadn't even bothered to zip the fly of her jean shorts, which would have been a truly futile task. Instead, her bulging, steaming pouch was left to hang and sway as it overflowed from her several sizes too small panties. Shoppers who did not notice her fast enough as she approached occasionally would be battered or shoved against the hot, musky bag as she merely giggled a half hearted apology for nearly knocking them over with her meat sack.

Bessie, on the other hand, was abhorred by her mother's presentation. Instead, she hung a few steps back from her mother and would awkwardly maneuver around the crowd as best she could. Even though it was the middle of summer, she wore heavy, baggy sweat pants and hoodie in a desperate and failing attempt to go unnoticed. Only just turning nineteen, she was already a few inches taller than her mother and even with the concealing clothing she wore it was obvious she was larger all around.

Meekly, hands tucked into the front pocket of her hooded sweater, she offered quiet apologies to people she bumped into or who had been accidentally accosted by her mother's bee line path.

"Mom! Can we please just go back home? I don't want to do this!"

"You gotta trust mama, baby girl." Belinda kept marching through without slowing down. "I know your second puberty has been rough and your horns are still coming in, but if you're struggling to drain them balls regularly or at all..."

"Mom! UGH! Everyone can hear you..."

"Then you're just going to keep being a sour puss all the time and it ain't fun for nobody. Believe me, a few months with you home from college and you're driving me up the walls with the constant storm clouds hanging overhead. It is summertime, sweetie. You should be galavanting out and about, meeting cute lil things and sowing yer oats. Not being a cockblock for mommy all day and night."

Just as she finished talking, the two had arrived at what looked to be a makeshift white barn. The side door was swung wide open and a musky, heavy scent rolled out along with the unmistakable groans and moans from the occupants within.

"Hi, Belinda! Been a while. What brings you down to see us?"

A woman of mid-thirties wearing a sundress and an infectious smile looks up at the approaching pair who tower nearly twice her size. Belinda smiles and wraps her massive arm around the much smaller woman's shoulders, pulling her in for a hug. A hug which, with the woman perfectly at eye level with Belinda's enormous bulge, results in the much smaller woman's face pressed and held against the hot, musky pouch for several seconds.

With an exaggerated nuzzle of the Bullgirls pouch, the woman takes a deep breath and smiles widely as she inhales the titaness musk.

"Gawd! It has been a while hasn't it, lil Janine? How's that new husband of yours?"

"Mark? He's off on a business trip for the week. Dropped him off at the airport this morning. "

"Oh?" Belinda's grin grew even wider and her eyes lit up. "I'd love to hear more about what you've been up to, but first..." She waved and beckoned Bessie over. "Here's little Bessie! Back from college for the summer. Can you believe her growth spurt?!"

Janine looked up at the hooded young bullgirl wide eyed and shocked.

"Your lil girl just shot up like a weed didn't she! Oh my goodness. How you feeling, girlie."

"I'm fine..." Bessie groaned, rolled her eyes and tried to hide even deeper into her hoodie.

"See what I got going on here, Janine? Still adjusting to her new body. Girl's got a bad case of the blue bull balls and can't quite get the relief she really needs."

Belinda made an exaggerated sigh as Bessie turned beet red.

Janine stepped toward the towering teen and took her big hand in hers.

"Oh you poor thing. Nothing to be ashamed of now, and don't let your mama's teasing get under your skin. Them older bullgirls are always trying to get a rise out of everything." She gave Belinda a side eyed grin. "Don't worry. Let's get you inside and taken care of."

Bessie allowed the tiny woman to lead her by her hand into the barn. She looked back at her mother who smiled and gave her a wink as she mouthed the words 'have fun'.

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Bessie sat on the wooden metal framed bench nearly naked in what looked to be a makeshift stall. Heavy linen sheets divided her from the next one where she could hear deep grunts and moans as well as make out the outline of another bullgirl rutting against some oddly shaped object.

A large cotton towel was wrapped around as she waited nervously alone. The sounds and smells of the barn were starting to have an affect on her though, and she could feel her bull balls churn along with her beef stick rising. With a frustrated sigh, she grabbed the edges of her towel to hold it taut against her thighs in an attempt to unsuccessfully smooth out the growing tent of her slowly awakening beast.

The linen drape was suddenly pulled aside and a small young man stepped into the stall carrying a clipboard and a smile.

"Hi there, ma'am! How are we doing today?"

Bessie clutched the towel tighter as she took in the newcomer's appearance.

He was tall, for a man at least, about six feet, and had a slim athletic build. His hair was blonde, his teeth were pearly white, and his hazel eyes twinkled up at her as he smiled.

What really made her hesitate and catch her breath was how he was dressed. It looked like a cross between a cheap generic Halloween cowboy costume and a stripper's manikin. He had a cattle rustler's hat on his head, leather belt, chaps, and boots on his hip, thighs, and feet respectively. But, what looked like overalls was actually a fairly revealing singlet that accentuated his package and rode up like a thong between the chiseled round globes of his ass cheeks.

"Oh... um, fine..."

She could already feel herself blushing and awkwardly tucked a stray strand of hair behind her semi-bovine ear. The boy was thin and cute. He smiled sweetly at her before going back to his clipboard.

"That's great to hear. My name's Todd and I'll be the farmhand assigned to assist you with your milking session today. Any questions or special instructions you have for me?"

Bessie shifted in her seat as she felt her balls lurch and her cock twitch. Stifling a groan, she tried to compose herself.

"Umm... yeah. How do you... I mean, like, what... hmmm..." Her face turned bright red as she stumbled over her words. "It's... it's my first time, so..."

The visage of the professional attendant dropped momentarily to be replaced with a look of surprise and an excited grin flashed across his face for a moment.

"Oh? A first timer, eh? Nothing to worry about! If they didn't explain it to you when you came in I can. I come from a long line of bullgirl farmhands. It's our jobs to help out bullgirls, like yourself, however it's needed. Usually, it's assisting with jobs around the farm: hauling, wrangling, construction, or whatever needs done. However, sometimes, when a bullgirl has trouble, ahem, milking we provide a helping hand... or mouth or whatever."

He could see she was still nervous and patted her gently on her giant knee.

"Not to worry. We can go at your own pace and I'll be here to help you any way you need the entire time." He gently patted her massive knee. "You're in good hands. I promise."

The lump under the towel twitched and leaped when the warm, tiny hand gently caressed her knee. Poor backed up Bessie bit her lip to stifle her moan and try to regain her composure.

"Now, first thing we need to do is a quick inspection to see what all we might need to help you some relief and back to your old self. So, whenever you are ready, could you please stand up and drop your towel?"

Bessie hesitated for a moment before nodding slightly and standing up. Sitting on the bench, she was already several heads taller than the young man, but when she stood to her full height the top of his head barely reached her navel. Todd took an instinctual step back as the fat, stiffening bulge at the front of the towel lurched suddenly and a puddle of clear creamy fluid began to drip and puddle at his feet.

She clutched the towel tighter together and tried to push the bulge down.

"It's alright." Todd smiled up at her and gently took her hand from her bulge. "I've been doing this for the last few summers and can promise you there's nothing to be nervous about and you will feel a hundred percent better afterwards. I got you. Now, when you are ready, let's get this towel out of the way."

After a few moments more, Bessie slowly but shyly began to unwrap herself from the towel. Todd, who had just seconds prior been confident and calm, gaped and went wide eyed as the cotton cloth fell to the wet pre-cum slick floor below.

Bessie stood towering before him in all her naked glory. She was bigger in almost every way than all the other bullgirls Todd had worked on prior. She was wide at the shoulders with chiseled, rolling hills of muscles all over. Her arms, crossed before her in a feeble attempt to cover the massive beach ball sized breasts, were so large that Todd doubted he could encircle them with his own arms. The massive heavy tits she tried to hide overflowed from her grip and remained hefted by the thick and powerful pectoral shelf. Her abdomen was like a steel ball encased in chiseled rolling hills of muscles that led down to the V cut of her hips and thighs.

Dangling, drooping ever so slightly as her erection struggled against its own hefty weight, was the largest bull cock Todd imagined in the world. Its circumference was rounder and thicker than a fire extinguisher. If hanging, it easily would have rested its thick purple head against the top of her own knee cap. Every second, every twitch from her bull heart pumping fresh blood to engorge her ram rod, a spurt of clear creamy pre surged from the piss slit at the end as if a warning shot had been fired at him. Those pre-cum loads Todd could see were about as much as his own when he fully climaxed.

And accompanying the goliath gut puncher of a bull dick was the heaviest pair of nuts Todd could dream. Each looked larger than a bowling ball, and he imagined them weighing as much. The sack that held them was mostly smooth, hairless and the skin drooped only slightly between surges of pre pumping up the stallion shaft. A heady, musky aroma steamed off that bull baby broth bag that emitted a visible foggy haze which quickly filled the confines the two found themselves in.

Todd fell to his knees (not that he needed to with the goliath girl cock nearly at his own eye level). Unconsciously licking his lips, he reached out to feel the beef stick and accompanying bull balls. He felt the temperature spike as he fingers drew closer and closer to touching those goddess blessed gifts. Just as his fingertips hovered over a thumb thick throbbing vein of her cock he stopped.

"Oh my!" He gasped. "You poor thing. You look all kinds of backed up. When was the last time you came?"

Bessie looked down. Parting her tits, she could still barely see the small man kneeling before her. She'd never had any other soul this close to her newly grown and swollen appendage and found herself breathing in quick raspy breaths as she calmed her nerves and resisted every instinct to either flee the makeshift barn or slather him with her meat and rut like crazy.

"... never." She whispered just barely more audible than a gentle sigh.

"Oh. You're... you need relief for sure. I can't imagine what you're going through."

With a surge of confidence, Todd reached out and gently caressed the top of her shaft. The flesh under his fingertips was hot to the touch and the beefy rod lurched immediately in response.

"Oh!" Bessie moaned and sucked air through her teeth as she felt the pleasurable electric surge shoot through her. "That... that... you..."

It was as if her brain had momentarily short circuited. Dueling instincts and impulses fought to signal instructions to her brain to guide her to act.

"It's alright! I got you."

Todd slowly stroked the monstrous monolith with one hand, sliding along the immense length as well as rotating to heft it from the bottom as well as tug the flesh beneath his fingertips. It was rock hard and now nearly perfectly perpendicular to her body, but it was so large that he felt the doughy flesh sink between his fingertips as he gripped it tightly.

"How's that feel, Bessie?"

He looked up to see her clenching her eyes and gritting her teeth as she hissed and grunted excitedly as his fingers danced along her pleasure pole.

"Good. So fucking good." She barely gasped out a response as she felt overwhelmed by the shocks of pleasure.

"I'm glad you like it." He licked his plump lips and steadied himself for the next step. "Bessie? Would you like for me to kiss you?"

Bessie's heart went a flutter and her cock visibly surged and momentarily freed itself from Todd's firm grasp. A spray of precum flung and arched across the room with the tail end of it painted across Todd's face.

"Oh! Oh! Yeah... yes!"

His lips puckered like two soft pink pillows and Bessie felt her face flush and heart beat quicken. He was so far beneath her as she started to lean forward to smother his lips with her own. But, before she even moved an inch, he suddenly slammed her titan fuck pole against his puckered kissers and went at her shaft with a fury.

Todd slid along the length of her rod like he was eating an ear of corn. Wet gentle pecks of his lips quickly and methodically covered the hot rod as his hands gripped and pumped the bloated beastly beef stick. Bessie groaned in pleasure as the much smaller boy tasted her, teased her, and moaned along with her as his lips eagerly tried to map every hill and valley of her lance-like landscape.

After exploring her length for several minutes, Todd decided she was ready for the next steps. With his other hand, he began to gently caress the steaming hot smooth and silky sack that dangled against her big beefy thighs. The bloated bull balls weighed heavy in his hand and he found himself struggling to lift them. His fingers skimmed across the smooth taut flesh and gently yet firmly gave each monster nut a squeeze.

Bessie had never had anyone else touch her the way Todd was. Over the last few months, she had struggled to pleasure herself, but the more backed up she got the harder it seemed for her to find relief. Now, in her hyper sensitive and swollen state, the sensation of another person touching her all over was like a wildfire of sensations.

Now, a steady thicker and creamier burbling stream of white hot bull jizz was flowing from her tip. White rivulets trickled from the open slit, down the throbbing glans, before drip, drip, dripping off to gather at Todd's feet.

"There we go. We will have you done in no time."

Todd reassured her as he hefted her nutsack with both hands and felt a gushing surge of fresh cum spurt from her tip.

"N... no... it feels so good. I wanna... no, I need..."

Bessie placed her massive meaty mitts on each of Todd's shoulders. Pulled from focusing at the task broiling within his hands, her touch made him look upwards to see the two wide lust hazed eyes barely peeking over the expanse of her heaving chest.

"Uh... Bessie?"

One hand suddenly palmed the entirety of the back of his head and smooshed his face into the side of her now thrusting cock. The hot taut and throbbing meat sawed across the entirety of the side of his head as the bullgirl began to rut and use his sweet, once welcoming face as her pleasure toy.

"Bessie?! Hold on! Let me help you and we can take it slow!"

Before he could say more, his face and mouth were muffled against the slab of prime beef. Thick, hot cock skin bunched around his eyes, nose, and mouth as she began to eagerly thrust against him.

"Sorry. I just... I just need this... so... badly!"

Todd's face glistened with fresh dripping precum. Each forward thrust slathered him with her leaking nut butter. Every time he tried to ask her to slow down he instead found her guiding his pouty open lips against the hot steamy side of her meat log.

It wasn't as rough as she could have been, nor had she lost herself to a primal instinctual rutting... yet.

Todd needed to regain control before the poor inexperienced bull let herself get out of hand. With both hands, he gripped the sides of her monstrous ball bag and squeezed and pulled.

Bessie gave a howl and thrust once more against his face before burying him into her nut sack. His vision and senses were flooded by the pure bull testosterone as the smooth yet leathery fleshy sack covered his face. Hot broiling melon sized balls lurched and bopped against him all while a sudden geyser of goo spurted from her tip.

The world around him was muffled for a moment with the only sounds being the wet sloshing and churning of her nut as they heaved and lurched around his smooshed face.

"Oh ffffUUUUUUUCKK!" Bessie bellowed loudly as she held Todd's face to her balls and felt the vibrations of his moans ripple and vibrate her sensitive sack.

For a full minute, the bullgirl held the tiny man trapped between her thighs and under her heavy throbbing and spurting beef pole. Todd could barely breath with his face smothered and the thick humid air of her churning nuts filling his lungs. When she did finally release him, he stumbled backwards onto the concrete floor into a hot fresh puddle of white creamy jizz.

Her rod drooped only slightly, wagging from side to side gently before lurching occasionally as several more spurts of freshly milked ball batter basted the beleaguered boy beneath her.

Both remained where they were for a moment, panting as they caught their respective breaths.

"Woooo, girl! This is quite a load you've dumped out here." Todd unsteadily propped himself up on his elbows as he looked about at the sticky mess he found himself lying in. "I bet you feel all kinds of better now, yeah?"

Bessie didn't respond right away as the silence was filled with both their labored breaths and a steady drip drip drip of her leaky rod still adding to the mess on the floor. Todd looked up concerned as he saw the bullgirl stare back with an unreadable expression.

"Bessie? Are you... okay?"

Suddenly, Bessie slammed the earth as she went down on her knees before the prone Todd sticky and stuck in the puddle of goo. With her knees, she spread the smaller man's things aside and let her thick still throbbing and leaking cock slam down between his thighs.

The world darkened for Todd as the giant bull woman leaned forward. Her wide powerful shoulders blotted out the light overhead as he felt her monstrous rack sandwich around his cheeks. His eyes barely peeked above the horizon of the dual soft mountains of mammaries firmly pressed and crushing into his upper torso. She had her eyes clenched tight as her free hand gripped the base of her she-shaft and guided the rod between his raised thighs.

With a loud THWAP, her cock column dropped atop his own. The hot and heavy log of beef easily smothered his rock hard erection and it felt as if his dick was being gently crushed, pressed up against his abs as her body weighed down her meaty mast atop him.

"I... I didn't cum yet..."

"What?!"

Todd asked incredulously. His ears must have misheard her as the walls of tit flesh pressed more firmly around his skull.

"I... it was just precum still... or maybe I was close but..." She shifted a bit and rubbed her rod back and forth against his trapped body. "I need to cum so... fucking... BAD!"

Each word was accentuated with a slow rough thrust as she pressed her smoldering hot rod tightly between their bodies.

Faster and faster her pace quickened as the tiny man under her struggled to keep his head above the waves of tit flesh crashing against his head on all sides. Her fat and heavy balls dragged through the cum slick floor and crashed hard against his ass cheeks with wet, sticky PLAP PLAP PLAP sounds filling the room.

Deep throaty moans escaped her lips as she relished the feeling of his tiny body pressing tightly against her cock. Mental images danced through her head of what the two of them looked like to anyone brave enough to part the curtains and look inside. She imagined the scene of her monstrous meat frotting against Todd's like a predator pouncing upon a tiny weaker prey, smothering it and claiming it as her own.

The heat was rising inside her as her thrusts reached a dangerous pace. Every second, three rapid thrusts signaled by three loud slaps of heavy bloated balls against a pair of tiny trapped ass cheeks filled the air. The scent of musky cum and bullgirl testosterone lingered and clung to everything.

Bessie's grunts and moans began to intermingle with heavy, deep snorts as her bull instincts rose to the surface of her brain. She wanted to fuck. She needed to breed! She was going to cover the little man in gallons of her seed!

Suddenly, she slammed her fists into the concrete on either side above Todd's trapped head. The ground quaked and splintered from the impact. She pushed herself up, digging her massive fists into the ground as her tits were suddenly no longer burying the hot and bothered Todd.

"*Huh Phoo*!" Todd gasped as he took his first deep breath in several long minutes. "Slow down! My ass is red with how hard your balls are beating my cheeks!"

Bessie either couldn't hear or didn't care because she continued to pummel and rut against him.

Freed from the cleavage confines, the tiny man could get a better view of what the wild bullgirl was doing to him. Looking down between the two of them, he could see the thick, swollen head of her cock lurch towards him as she thrust before sliding back rapidly. His torso and hers were sticky and glistened with creamy and clear deluge of precum that had flowed freely from her cum slit. Her thick round roid belly looking stomach flexed and curled as she pulled back before swelling to fill his vision on each thrust. Each of his legs was folded up between them, spread wide with his knees wrapping over top each of her thick thighs.

And waving above his head, swaying with each rough eager hump and rut from the bull, were her fat and heavy jugs. Two thumb thick nipples dangled tantalizingly close to his face and occasionally scraped across his cheeks and jaw. Each time the long sensitive nubs brushed against him, the towering thrusting titaness gave a satisfied moan.

"You, uh, wanna go at, oof, it. I can, uh, play too!" Todd could barely be heard over the sounds of their bodies colliding and Bessie's rather needy groans.

Suddenly, he lurched upwards. His arms wrapped as much of the heaving heavy udders as he could struggle to contain. At the same time, he lunged open mouthed towards her long right nipple. The thick spongy fleshy nub slipped deep into his mouth so fast and far he almost gagged, but Todd was a pro and fought back against reflex.

With her tits wrangled as best he could while her rod rutted between them, he got to work squeezing her tits as he sucked her nipple.

"OOOoOooOoooooh!"

Bessie let out her loudest most feminine moan, a shift from her deeper more guttural responses to her rapid hot dogging of the trapped Todd, just as she suddenly arched her back and lifted the clinging Todd momentarily off the floor. As her shriek of pleasure crescendoed, she fell forward once more. Her arms caught her and held her upper body aloft but now buried Todd's head entirely under the breast he latched onto.

Faster and faster she humped, thrusted as she moaned in pleasure. Her swollen ballooning balls barely swung anymore as the cum churning within was weighing them down so much. Her thrusts were long, fast, and rough as she pushed and pulled her entire length back and forth, sawing her rod along the length of his whole tiny torso and between his trapped clenching thighs.

Todd felt the last of his air seep away just as she gave a final bestial howl of pleasure and ground her cock and balls against his smooth cum saturated body. Her body flexed and muscles swelled as her balls lurched rhythmically. Her ass cheeks tightened with each wave of pleasure. Thick muscle globes round and full tightened, as her asshole puckered and clenched.

His own pathetic in comparison load spurted from his buried and smothered cock. The meager cream barely registering as if a drop in an ocean of white. Hot whiteness flooded his vision and soon he felt as if tidal waves were crashing down upon him.

For several minutes, her cock pulsed, twitched, and spurt fresh creamy loads out between their bodies as she pressed her body atop her trapped partner over and over as she pumped herself dry.

Her nipples were rock hard, nubs either buried in an eager suckling mouth or scraping against the rough concrete floor.

Her breathing labored and mixed with more moans and groans.

Her eyes rolled back in her head, pleasure flooding her every sense and neuron.

Her cock... the monstrous thick, hot, vein covered beast of a cock twitched and pulsed along with each jettisoned load.

Eventually, she collapsed atop tiny Todd smothering him completely. To an outside observer, it would appear as if this titan of a woman had passed out face down in an inch thick sea of her own jizz.

It was bliss.

It was a long overdue relief.

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Bessie sat on a steel reinforced bench just near the barn entrance and pulled her still too tight shirt down over her torso. Her sweatpants felt a bit looser now though at least. Likely a result of her no longer perpetually swollen package filling them out.

She was cleaned up, refreshed and renewed. She went to put on the hoodie and paused. It was such a lovely day and much too hot to wear something so stuffy and restrictive.

"Here's your take home." Todd suddenly appeared with a sealed heavy metal milk can and a few fresh bruises over his body.

Bessie gripped the hoodie tight and made to cover her chest instinctively. Seeing the boy battered and seemingly worse for wear, she felt herself flush and worried she might start to tear up with embarrassment.

"Sorry... I just..."

Todd stepped forward and placed a gentle hand on her massive forearm.

"Oh! No worries, Bessie! You did great for your first time and all!" He looked about conspiratorially before whispering up to her. "Trust me, some of the other bullgals can be down right more bull than gal, but I can tell you're a sweet one."

Bessie slowly smiled and gave him a gentle hug before taking the milk jug from him. She examined the large container and saw a caricature of a flexing bullgirl on the label.

"Is this... mine?"

"Yup. We got another half dozen of those from you and each bullgirl gets one of their own. They usually go for a grand each, but yours being a 'virgin' batch you could get ten times as much."

"Oh!" She blushed for the millionth time that morning. "I'm still a... we didn't actually get to... uh... penetration."

"True. But that's from your very first nut, girl. Some say it's hyper virile and loaded with protein and what not. Some people say it's medicinal, or good for the skin, and some say it tastes better, too."

Bessie still had a lot to learn about her life as a newly grown bullgirl. Things started making more sense though. Her mom had raised her on her own and never seemed to want for money or anything. Her hyper sexual personality had seemed embarrassing and exaggerated to her while growing up. But now...

"So is it true?" She asked Todd in a coy tone.

"Is what true?" He started looking nervous.

She stepped forward, forcing him to back up against the wall.

"Does it taste better?" Her knee came up between his legs as she gently lifted him off his feet while leaning down to whisper in his ear. "Because you are practically glowing."

Todd swallowed loudly as he felt her thigh flex beneath him. Her lips were close to his now and her big emerald eyes stared down at him lustily.

"It was... amazing."

Bessie couldn't help but beam widely before gently lowering the tiny man back down.

"Thank you. This was... needed. Now I have to admit to my mom she was right."

Todd chuckled before letting his smile drop momentarily.

"So, I normally don't do this, but if you ever need another session... or just wanna meet up for a coffee or whatever, uh..." He handed her a slip of paper. "Here's my number. Text me or whatever..."

Bessie's large hand took the paper as she smiled wide before tucking it into her pocket.

"Oh, I am definitely gonna want another session..." She blushed once more as Todd beamed. "Or coffee! Coffee is good too."

She went to look for her mother with a fresh squeezed can of her ball milk in one hand and her hoodie bundled in the other. It didn't take long as she passed by the office near the entrance and heard the tell tale sounds of her mother giving some poor sow a going.

Gently pushing the door open, she was greeted to the sight of Janine bent over a metal desk laying atop a bloated round ball. It took Bessie a moment to realize the orb she was on was her swollen cum filled belly and behind the immobile and jizz drunk lady was her mother squatting and slowly retreating with her cum coated cock leaving the once tight pussy with a wet SLORP.

"Hey, sweetie. Perfect timing! Lil Janine here was telling me how her husband had been dragging his feet to put a baby in her belly, so I figured I'd help a friend out. You'll be having a lil brother or sister in about nine months now!"

"UGH! Mooooom! Put your dick away, PLEASE!"

She shook her cock and tapped it on the puffy cream soaked pussy lips of the nearly orgasm induced coma woman who cooed with each gentle slap. With a deep sigh of satisfaction, she quickly cleaned herself up and pulled up her cum soaked panties and Jean shorts.

Once she felt put back together, Belinda finally noticed the metal milk can in Bessie's hand. With a big beaming smile she walked over and put her arm around her taller daughter and gave her a squeeze.

"Oh, sweet heart! I hope you are feeling better now. How was it?"

She led her daughter out the door while barraging her with a plethora of questions. Bessie groaned and rolled her eyes, but couldn't help but smile as they walked out of the barn.