Cow Girl Obsession - Chapter 3 [F25] [Milking] [Lactation] [Solo]

Hello and Happy Father's Day! 

Here's a new cowgirl chapter. I hope you will enjoy it.

This is the story that features the new original cowgirl character as the main character, AKA the one who was recently in the Queen reward poll.

If you want to see chapter 4, please let me know and I will write it.

Chapter 3

I can’t believe it! I had an employee on the property and I didn’t even know it! Heck! I had no idea that my parents hired someone to do some work on the farm, to begin with. That guy seems way too young to be working on a farm by himself, anyway.

Aagghh…

I’ve got to calm down for a bit…

At the end of the farm, they had many apple trees.

That was Willow’s family apple garden.

While the rest of the farm was certainly not in the best state it had been in the last couple of years, the apple garden was in remarkable shape. The leaves of the trees were of a vibrant and beautiful natural green. The trees were loaded with so many big red apples that it felt like the branches could begin dripping down.

The garden—it’s more gorgeous than ever, Willow thought to herself as she slowly approached the dozens and dozens of apple trees in the garden.

You know what? I haven’t had anything to eat yet today, so I should probably grab one of these apples.

Thankfully for her, one of these branches was so low that she only had to go on the tip of her toes in order to harvest one of these delicious-looking red apples.

Crunch!

Willow snagged one bite.

Um. Yummy.

Crunch!

Then, she took another bite.

Before she knew it, she finished eating the entire apple, and then she gave the colorful and joyful garden one last good look before going off on her way and heading back to the other side of the farm where the ranch was.

The young man she met on her property was still around.

She couldn’t see him right now, but he was doing his thing somewhere around here on the farm. Willow simply didn’t know what to do with someone like this around. She was toying with the idea of sending him back home, but couldn’t bring herself to do so.

“Ugh!”

On her way back to the cottage house, as she walked by the old ranch on the property, she suddenly felt a strange warm sensation in her chest!

There was something wrong here.

What was that all about? Willow asked herself.

She stopped walking.

She held her chest with one hand, and then soon felt the obligation to do so with both of her hands in the next few seconds.

My chest is heavier than a few seconds ago. Something’s wrong with me. What’s going on? Not only are my tits heavier, but I also feel like my nipples are becoming hotter. Is it me or are they feeling—fuller now somehow?

Then, everything became even clearer to her once she finally looked down at her chest as she still had to make it back to the house, midway through the home and the ranch.

Shaking!

Throbbing!

Bulging!

Something unexpected that Willow had never witnessed in her entire life before was the fast and sudden growth of her breasts in real-time before her eyes!

She knew that her breasts had slowly been growing bigger and bigger, bit by bit, over the last couple of years, but this was something completely different. Her breasts grew by a few inches in front of her eyes, right here in the open, and while this all occurred naturally, this felt absolutely surreal and too strange to be true, even though it was.

They are getting bigger.

So much larger.

What am I supposed to do, now? Oh. I hope that farmer dude isn’t going to see me like this.

Willow thought to herself as she did everything she could to hold her large and heavy breasts. They had turned so heavy that she couldn’t do much other than finally let them go, falling out of her hands.

They’re too heavy for me, now…

As if this was not enough already, something else came about, which shocked her even more.

A thick liquid soon began dripping from the tip of her nipples!

What is that?

She felt it coming out of her nipples and dripping inside her top.

She couldn’t believe what it was at first, but it couldn’t possibly be water coming out of her nipples.

It had to be something else.

Something is coming out of my nipples—

It was milk.

For the first time in her entire life, Willow was lactating.

Milk came out of both of her nipples.

She couldn’t see it, but she knew that was what was happening.

Willow was lactating.

She dropped to her knees and her huge breasts dropped with her. They did so right before her shirt suddenly burst into pieces as her tits continued expanding a bit more!

Gasp!

The young woman gasped as she was entirely overwhelmed by her top, with the black and white stripes abruptly exploding because of her now increasingly bigger chest.

“Ahn!” Willow moaned and squealed as her tits were freed without her ever wishing to free them, right here in the open between the old ranch and the cottage house.

Now, she could see everything.

What’s happening to me?

Her bigger breasts had turned quite a bit veiny. Thick blue veins popped and thickened at the surface. She saw her erect nipples twitching. More sensitive than ever before. Then, she finally witnessed her very own creamy white and thick milk dripping out of her nipples.

This was the first time ever in her entire life that Willow ever produced milk with her breasts.

This is milk! I’m making milk!

So heavy, she felt like she had no other choice, but to grab, or try, at least, a hold of her cumbersome breasts, so they wouldn’t be left to touch the ground for too long. Her tits had already dropped to the ground, but she was soon able to pick them back up a bit and lift them up with a lot of effort on her part. They were so heavy that she legitimately had to use all of her strengths to perform this task.

“Ugh!” grunting, Willow found herself with the palms of both hands under her breasts, holding them up as high as she could in the air, which was about five to six inches in the air and not any taller than that.

Milk continued flowing out of her nipples more and more and with her now holding her breasts up, it gave the impression and feeling that she was milking herself, even though, she wasn’t doing anything to milk herself. The creamy white milk was simply pouring right out of her. Shooting long ropes and strings of milk, flying in the air.

When her milk ultimately fell back down on the ground, it soon created a large puddle before her.

I’m getting milked!

“Ahn! There’s so much of it!”