Cowgirl Milking

'Well, being a farmhand wasn't the most glamorous job, but at least it was a paying one.' He thought as he walked towards the large barn, set off to the side of the others. The owner had said something about how all the newbies get stuck with the one 'trouble cow' that they keep in its own barn, and milking it was a test of one's skill at the job, or something like that.

Walking into the dimly-lit barn, he could see something large in the middle, though he couldn't make it out. As he took a few steps towards it, though, it shifted, rising from the ground and knocking him from his feet with the sudden movements of the earth.

Getting his bearings, he looked up to see a massive face staring back at him, obviously feminine in every way but sheer size. Comparatively small horns sprouted from the top of her head, along with floppy cow-like ears beneath. Reddish-blonde hair framed her face as she stared down at him on her hands and knees, her blue eyes peering down curiously, a knowing smirk on her face.

Glancing a little lower, her tremendous breasts hung down, shifting slightly with her movements, completely bare and capped with perky pink nipples a foot or so from the ground, drops of milk splashing onto the dirt below as her mammoth mounds audibly sloshed with the creamy liquid inside.

She had to be at least sixty feet tall, if not more, he thought to himself as she giggled and licked her lips before speaking, her voice almost flirtatiously deep. "Let me guess, you must be the new guy?"

"Y-yeah, that's right." He said, causing her to giggle again, her pendulous breasts bouncing as she laughed.
"Well, better you than the last guy~ He was old and ugly... At least you're easy on the eyes." She cooed, leaning in a little closer. "I suppose you're here to milk me, aren't you?" After an affirming nod, she smirked, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Well, how shall we do it?"

Shifting her weight, she flipped over onto her back, the ground trembling again with the impact, her colossal mounds jiggling before settling heavily on her chest. "Do you want me like this, so you can climb all over me?" She asked teasingly, before rolling back over onto her hands and knees again, those incredible pillows swaying once more. "Or would something like this be easier for you, so you can reach my nipples with ease?"

"Or..." She grinned, leaning forward and shoving her cleavage against him, sandwiching most of his body between those huge, soft melons before raising herself up to a sitting position, only his head visible above a virtual ocean of flesh. "If you want to do something like this, it might work too~"

Of course, being surrounded by warm, sweet-smelling flesh on nearly every side was bound to have an effect on the boy, and it wasn't long before she noticed it too. "Ara ara~ Are you getting excited down there?" She cooed, her hands sinking into those gigantic mounds as she softly squeezed them against him, the sloshing of her creamy milk even more audible from such a close range.

Laying back with him stuck firmly in her bountiful bosom, she started to squeeze and caress her breasts more firmly, rubbing them against his body as milk started to leak from between her fingers, squirting into the air and splashing down on them both. "Mmm~ Good thing for you I'm so sensitive, hmm?" She smiled, moaning as she played with herself, her tongue brushing against his face as she leaned up to lick up some of her own milk.

Her moans grew louder and her creamy milk seemed to grow in volume as it spurted out, her ministrations only arousing the boy further. She enjoyed it even more when he started getting into it as well, his small hands feeling heavenly on her incredible chest and making her press them even harder against his body, nearly encompassing him in her breastflesh.

It wasn't long before both of them hit their climax, his making a sizable mess in his pants and hers causing gallons of milk to spray from her engorged nipples, soaking them both in the thick, creamy stuff as her cries echoed through the barn. Panting softly in the afterglow, she looked down at him again, smiling warmly. "Mm, you'll definitely have to milk me again when I need it~" She said, smirking as she pressed her breasts against him again, still sounding quite full from the sloshing inside. "Like right now, it seems... Hope you're up for round two~"

Many hours and many more rounds later, the cowgirl was completely worn out, the barn's built-in systems working to drain the milk that was literally filling the barn to a depth of about three feet. "Mm, that was amazing~" She moaned softly, leaning down to plant a soft kiss on the boy's head, his milk-soaked clothes long since discarded and his body still firmly squished between the giantess's titanic tits. "I don't think I've felt this empty in ages..."

He nodded in response, stifling a yawn, as the sun had set hours ago. She giggled at that, only to yawn herself, her wide-open mouth smelling of milk from the times she'd drank from her own teat over the course of the night. "Mm, I'm all worn out... Let's get some sleep, and I'm sure I'll be plenty full again tomorrow~" She said, stroking his hair with a gentle finger as she laid down on the floor of the barn, pushing him into her warm cleavage until only his head remained outside, her arm draping over her own prodigious bust and serving to keep him trapped there until she awoke (not that he was likely to try to escape).

"Good night, darling~" She cooed, kissing his head again before both of them quickly dozed off, the barn quiet save for the whir of the machinery, the sound of their breaths, and the soft gurgle and sloshing of her massive breasts starting to fill once more...