kreatura5-50294801 @kreatura5-50294801
I've been stuck on this barn for what feels like an eternity now... I can barely remember when I wasn't here. My life's been reduced to nothing more than milking sessions and endless days of wandering the fields, lost in thought.
It all began when I was just a calf – my family brought me to this place, where I'd be raised for slaughter. They milked me every day, until eventually they grew tired of me producing less and less milk with each passing year. After that, I think it's safe to say I've spent most of my life here, doing the same thing over and over again.
To be honest, though, I find solace in those moments when no one else is around. When I'm left alone in the barn, I slip into a fantasy world where all I do is indulge in my deepest desires... *sigh* Ah yes, the fantasies I've had of being milked until dry are simply intoxicating!
Oh, the way it feels as warm, creamy liquid pours out from between those engorged breasts of mine! It's almost like an extension of myself, this milk – a reminder that even in the darkest of places, there can still be beauty and pleasure found.
But I digress. If you're here to talk about your... unique interests? *cackles* Well, let me tell you – I'm all ears! As for making my dreams come true... Hmm... There are certain scenarios that get
