A Game of No Hands

A Game of No Hands Chapter 51

Angelica's mind stirred beneath the blissful thick fluff that weighed her down as she felt a change in the flow of milk from her teats. The green pasture she stood in wavered as the dream calves that suckled on each of her many teats suddenly grew even more ravenous, pulling with even more force than before. The magic flickered flaring up to try to answer this new challege, opening fresh flows of warm milk within her breasts but it wasn't enough. It couldn't keep up and the weight of pleasure that buried her began to eases. Taunt, stretched out skin suddenly had the tiniest bit of slack and twitched, causing ripples that rolled into waves of rising a falling pleasure. Then... her bull returned, filling her profoundly empty sex. No not the contours of her bill but warm squarish tip of her mistress probed her aching folds with a dominant thrusted.

She made a moo of joy as her Mistress's iron grip squeezed her hips as the events leading up to this filtered through her awareness. Hearing the mistress's animal laugh as she had entered the room and appearing in her wide field of vison unspooling a coil of green garden hose. How the maids had barked out their greeting.

"Soon pets. Soon pets." She had urged them as she attached the hose to the rapidly filling tank, then fiddled with the control panels. That had been when the calves became truly ravenous. The mistress stepped down from the platform and stepped as if to go towards the room's exit but paused, to take a heavy draw of air through her nose.

"Fuck it." She exclaimed with a laugh. "You all smell so good." With that she stepped over to where Steph and Stella lay, aligned her cock and slipped into Angelica's waiting sex.

The mistress pounded her with far more speed than faster than glass bull cock, strong arms lifting her weight from her udder to slap more fully against her, one smaller hand grabbing hold of the base of her tail for added guidance.

The calm pasture that the magic whispered off dissolved as her body shuddered under the force of the impacts of the mistress's muscular hips. Angelica bellowed as her the fluff in her head, melted into an ocean, its swelling waves tossing her from orgasm to orgasm. The room echoed with the steady slapping of the black sack against the pink wall of Angelica's udder.

One by one Tina's black nipples sprung a creamy leak and as she covered it with a milking cup, joining herself to the tank. Yet, her filling breasts did not swell over much, instead her breaths came in heavy snorts to through a broadening nose.

"You want a bull?" The Mistress grinned as her cock swelled, reaching deeper before stretching out Angelica's pussy's much as the milk had her breasts. Angelica bellowed out her ecstasy as she came with the force of stampede, her entire being shaking, quavering.

Tina did not let up, heavy horns extended from her skull as her entire frame thickened, her long tail slamming into the stalls behind her as it swatted back and forth.

"I'll be. Hehehe. Your. Bull." She grunted, driving herself deeper and deeper, the slap of her sack growing louder as heavy balls swelled within it, pounding on Angelica's udder like a pair of mallets, the impacts rippling across its skin.

Two mismatched paws rose, capturing the swinging balls and squeezed them against the vibrating udder.

With a bellowing roar, Tina unleashed a torrent of cum inside Angelica, the hot seed whipping the waves into a whirlpool of bliss. Angelica screamed with all her strength but it only came out as the tiniest of moos. The sea of bliss slowly calmed.

Tina only breathed two ragged breaths before moving again. With a possessive snort, she leaned over Angelica, clapped her hands around her wide neck and drove her cock straight to Angelica's womb.

"MmmMmoooo." Angelica cried as she found herself tossed suddenly back into the milky sea of bliss. She floated upon it at first but as her mistress bred her, over and over again, she began to dip beneath its surface in to a dark ecstasy, loosing herself until the next flush of seed ran through her. Eventually even that fail to rouse her and she drifted.