Dairy association Mino enforcers

Big girls with bigger busts!

I love big pillowy breasts i can just shove my face into.

Even better when they can be used for communication?

Nu-Holst is so comforting looking. She just wants you to press your head in and drink deep while she gently rubs your scalp.

And when you're done, she'll bury your head in her chest and hug you close.

Complete with ‘good jobs’ and ‘thank yous’ and soft moos?

Muh fucking dick. Holstaurs are such cuties.

It’s very easy to see how one needs to be a strong and strong willed man to run a Holst farm, since the allure of just sleeping in a big pile of mooing cuties all day rather than get any work done is very hard to resist.

I'd think the build up of milk in their breasts would be sufficient motivation to make sure you milked them regularly. Would just have to make sure that you have a bucket nearby to store extra instead of drinking or wasting it all.

The "holstaur dairy cow association" may come after you too if you aren't contributing to meeting the high demand for holstaur milk.

>In this way, it takes time and effort to produce holstaur milk, and it is problematic since there are only a limited number of people who can milk their breasts, so production in a large-scale farm is impossible, and most production is handled by individual farms. In order to stabilize the supply henceforth, the holstaur milk industry is very busy with the task of procuring husbands for the holstaurs and encouraging breeding.

>The "holstaur dairy cow association" may come after you too if you aren't contributing to meeting the high demand for holstaur milk.
>they just send 2 or 3 very large minotaurs to bully you

>The minotaurs decide to "help" increase production. Knowing that only your hands will work to bring out the milk, one grabs your hands from behind and makes you milk your holstaur wife until you're exhausted.

I’m imagining them as twins with heavy Austrian accents for some reason.
Olga and Helga, Minotaur Milk Enforcers for the Happy Cow Association. Ja.

>pressed between to cows
imagine...….

>Wife and you getting bullied by mino enforcers.
how lewd.

>relaxing in the living room, but your Holst wife is fidgeting in her chair, her overfilled breasts audibly sloshing as she can’t get comfy, with you oblivious to her plight
>suddenly the door is kicked open by a hoof, two massive bronze skinned and muscle-rippling Minotaurs stomping in, making your wife yelp and squirt a bit of milk
>”Hallo. Ve are with the Association. Mine name is Helga.”
>”Und I am Olga.”
>”Ve have received reports of a lack of milk contribution from this address.”
>”Ve will now ensure proper compliance.”
>before you can do anything, one of them grabs you by the arm, her huge hand easily wrapping around it and dragging you over to your wife who has been grabbed by the other mino
>your wife is turned around, her head unintentionally squished against the mino’s breasts as she’s backed up into you and a bucket is placed below her front
>you meanwhile are pressed forward from the mino behind you, your own head squashed against her underboob and the back of your wife’s head as your hands are forced up and around your wife to her now bare breasts
>”Begin with ze milking. Do it naow.”
>they sandwich you together, and all the squishing and squeezing and overwhelming amount of breast flesh touching you at once makes you erect enough to be digging into your wife’s back
>as you squeeze her tits of their milky reserves, she starts mooaning in response, in turn grinding her rear against you as you start humping at her
>tearing your pants off and hers to get access, you don’t even realize that the two mino enforcers have backed off, as you’re too busy squeezing your wife dry while doing her from behind
>finally, you both climax together, and before you can even enjoy the afterglow, the minos pick up the now full tanker of milk and head to the door
>”This concludes your scheduled association enforcement.”
>”Do not make us come back here again.”
>”Guten tag.”
>”Ja.”
>they leave, leaving you and your wife panting, confused, yet satisfied

Damn, and just when you think that getting married keeps you safe from monstergirl harassment.