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cardboardboxfort2020-02-15 01:24 pm
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Waking Up For Love
Valentine's in Casale was amazingly close to how the holiday went back home, with a few key differences thrown in to spice it up. Love and pheromones were truly in the air, blanketing the whole city for once in the scents of good food, good company, and plenty of flowers and incense.
There was also the odd love potion or other secret ingredient throw into the mix, but that hardly mattered to Gogo Tomago, the superheroine turned adventurer, turned bovine woman. Though she would still say she was both a adventurer and a super hero. Her life had taken several turns since showing up here, and today was no different as she woke up with...
Kim Pine:
In the cozy stone home of the drummer bard known as Kim, there was just one bed but that hardly mattered for the two women that liked to stay there together.
Under the warmth of several quilts piled on to keep out the February chill, Gogo stirred with gentle movements, groaning and shifting slowly into a sitting position on the bed, which creaked in protest under her and her girlfriend's combined weight. They were after all both cowgirls, woman with bovine features, most notably, plenty of milk.
Velvety ears flickering, Gogo yawned and stretched, feeling several pops in her back. The tank top she wore, however loose, didn't even reach to her stomach, just covering the massive breasts that stuck out before her, heavy in their weight.
She pulled back the covers even further, searching for a shock of red hair with small horns poking out, and found the sleeping face of her girlfriend. Life hadn't been the easiest for either of them, but they had adjusted, and now that serene look of sleep on Kim's face was doing things to her heart. So she bent over, pressing a kiss to the other girl's temple.
"Happy Valentine's day."
Honey Lemon:
The Two-handed Cleavage was a tavern that exchanged hands about a dozen times. And Gogo and Honey Lemon had stayed there through a couple of them. Together, they had taken up residence semi-permanently in one of the rooms, converted it into their base of operations. In return, they worked as maids for the bar downstairs. It wasn't the best work, but it put gold in their pockets when they weren't questing.
Somewhere down the line their relationship had changed drastically. A few scientific and magic changes to their bodies, and a proposal in the way only Honey Lemon could do it, they were now fiances in no rush to get married. At least, Gogo wasn't. She wasn't sure about Honey though.
On this particular holiday, which had been circled multiple times in the room's calendar so they didn't forget, Gogo sort of wanted to just hang out in their triple-reinforced bed, watching Honey Lemon sleep, and the obvious tent in the sheets below her that had risen with the morning.
Gently, making sure to not wake her favorite scientist/alchemist, Gogo planted a kiss against Honey's cheek, murmuring softly. "You just can't stop thinking about me, can you?"
Wildcard: Just because.
There was also the odd love potion or other secret ingredient throw into the mix, but that hardly mattered to Gogo Tomago, the superheroine turned adventurer, turned bovine woman. Though she would still say she was both a adventurer and a super hero. Her life had taken several turns since showing up here, and today was no different as she woke up with...
Kim Pine:
In the cozy stone home of the drummer bard known as Kim, there was just one bed but that hardly mattered for the two women that liked to stay there together.
Under the warmth of several quilts piled on to keep out the February chill, Gogo stirred with gentle movements, groaning and shifting slowly into a sitting position on the bed, which creaked in protest under her and her girlfriend's combined weight. They were after all both cowgirls, woman with bovine features, most notably, plenty of milk.
Velvety ears flickering, Gogo yawned and stretched, feeling several pops in her back. The tank top she wore, however loose, didn't even reach to her stomach, just covering the massive breasts that stuck out before her, heavy in their weight.
She pulled back the covers even further, searching for a shock of red hair with small horns poking out, and found the sleeping face of her girlfriend. Life hadn't been the easiest for either of them, but they had adjusted, and now that serene look of sleep on Kim's face was doing things to her heart. So she bent over, pressing a kiss to the other girl's temple.
"Happy Valentine's day."
Honey Lemon:
The Two-handed Cleavage was a tavern that exchanged hands about a dozen times. And Gogo and Honey Lemon had stayed there through a couple of them. Together, they had taken up residence semi-permanently in one of the rooms, converted it into their base of operations. In return, they worked as maids for the bar downstairs. It wasn't the best work, but it put gold in their pockets when they weren't questing.
Somewhere down the line their relationship had changed drastically. A few scientific and magic changes to their bodies, and a proposal in the way only Honey Lemon could do it, they were now fiances in no rush to get married. At least, Gogo wasn't. She wasn't sure about Honey though.
On this particular holiday, which had been circled multiple times in the room's calendar so they didn't forget, Gogo sort of wanted to just hang out in their triple-reinforced bed, watching Honey Lemon sleep, and the obvious tent in the sheets below her that had risen with the morning.
Gently, making sure to not wake her favorite scientist/alchemist, Gogo planted a kiss against Honey's cheek, murmuring softly. "You just can't stop thinking about me, can you?"
Wildcard: Just because.
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Kim had been trying to work on her willpower but around Gogo it was as low as could be and as soon as the cups latched on, pulling her full warm breasts inside and stretching her nipples into the tube she was lost in pleasure. Long flat cow tongue flopping out, eyes crossing she had to grip at Gogo's Milking frame to keep from falling over since she wasn't in her own secure frame yet.
"Y-you b-bitch...." she stammered before lunging forward for a sloppy wet kiss, practically shoving her tongue down Gogo's throat and feeling their suction cups press into one another making the pressure somehow more intense as the tubes tangled gently.
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"Mmmooooo~" she replied, fully accepting the distance being rapidly closed between them, and the other cowgirl mashing her soft body against her own. The support beam Gogo would hang on as she was milked was built to accommodate her, not both of them, and groaned in protest under them.
"First one to cum has to make breakfast?" She murmured into Kim's mouth as the kiss temporarily broke. But she was right back into it, running her tongue against Kim's and into her mouth, feeling the a constant, low pleasure from the milk being sucked from her nipples and into an adjacent container.
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Rocking her hips and grinding she felt around blindly on the floor keeping the kiss and found her weapon of choice. A custom enchanted vibrating fuck-wand. It seemed like the less sweet and kind witch from the clothing shop was starting to craft her own sinful items and Kim had discovered just how good it felt.
So now she turned that buzzing, tingling pleasure on Gogo rubbing it up her thigh.
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Her milk, not quite as rich or creamy as Kim's, but very healthy for you, was chugged through the tubes into a containment tank set up besides one for Kim. Hopefully it would all hold under this morning assault... but the machine had been known to break before.
So deep into the kiss, she didn't notice Kim reaching around until she felt something press against her inner thigh and she let out a shiver as pleasure rocked her body. Not even close to the source and already it had her panties soaked through and beginning to leak.
It gets her hands moving, grasping at Kim's breasts and giving them both hearty gropes and squeezes.
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Slurping up the drool dangling from her lip and looking as best she could into Gogo's eyes Kim struggled to collect what few brain cells she had still firing.
"Y-you're really special to me, you know that Gogo?"
Oh no! Actual honest emotion! Kim was playing dirty now. With such a sincere look of love in her eyes as she traced the wand higher making it buzz right along the crotch of her panties.
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Dirty cheating! Is what Gogo may have said, if she had any brain cells firing at all when Kim pressed that wand against her panties, already soaked to near transparency because of the two cowgirl's fooling around. The rush it sends pushes more milk into Gogo's tubes, further forcing the milking machine into a dangerous overdrive of sucking it all down.
Worse still, her fat thighs clenched together, forcing the wand - and kim's hand - between them and driving the buzzing device further against her panties. This torture was bringing her close...!
"Oh... Oh yeah?" She panted hard, regaining some semblance of control. "Well I love you too, Kim. More than you know."