Chapter 7

At sunrise Buttercup and Belle sit side by side on the mossy bank of the lake together, naked with their shoulders touching and their eyes drifting from the beautiful setting to each other. Never in the history of love and lust has any pair been more perfectly fit for one another. They are insatiable for each other, and as deeply in love as any two souls can be.

“You two aren’t exactly easy to track down,” Josie says with a motherly tone as she walks up on the basking pair, her big beautiful ass clad in tight shorts, and her breasts free and jiggling with each step she takes. Both Buttercup and Belle look up with blushing smiles as the older cow nudges them apart and slides in between them, taking a seat to share their sunrise. As she does, they both make room, but quickly scrunch closer to her, closing the gap between them and laying their heads on her beautiful chest to welcome her into their midst. “I can’t blame you though,” Josie adds. “This place is beautiful after a night of lovemaking.” She glances to Belle and feels her heart swell with love and affection. “Being in love is a great thing, something I didn’t think Buttercup was ever going to find. It’s what I have with my husband, and something I wish for all my girls to end up finding.”

Belle smiles as she listens to Josie. She feels a close bond with the sexy cow, and imagines that many of the other girls do too. If not for her sticky-sweet bond with Buttercup, she may very well have sought something as intimate with Josie as well. The sex they had shared had been as intense as any she had ever had, and she finds that she enjoys the carefree and easy going nature of her boss more and more as she comes to know her.

“So you and your husband did the same thing?” Belle asks.

Buttercup smiles across the valley of Josie’s chest at her mate and then reaches out to take Belle’s hand while staring lovingly at her. Just an hour before she had knelt in the shadows of the lake and taken her lover’s cock deep in her ass in long, steady strokes. She can still feel the warmth of Belle’s cum that still fills her passage.

“It was here that we came up with the idea of the farm,” Josie answers, reaching over and tracing Belle’s cheek with her fingers. “We fuck for hours upon hours thinking of how we can help others share the love we felt. When we make love it is fucking euphoric, and when we are apart, it hurts my heart to be separated from him.”

Belle listens intently as her fingers entwine with Buttercup’s in Josie’s lap, the bulge of the older cow’s succulent cock separated from both their touch by a thin layer of thin fabric.

“But I didn’t come here for a chat, though it is nice,” Josie says as she rises to her feet and offers a hand to each of them. “The reason I came down here to find you, was that I need someone to take on a little extra duty around here. It will give you a little extra spare time too.”

“What job?” Belle asks, beaming a smile as both her and Buttercup stand and follows along up a path through the woods, curving back around the property behind the cabins and into a little valley. A beautiful sun dappled clearing opens up before them with what looks like a vast melon patch settled in its center.

“With my gardening, of course,” Josie says matter-of-factly.

The melons are like nothing Belle has ever seen in her life. They are plump, like big juicy breasts just waiting to be licked and suckled on, and bright pink as nipples, glistening wet with dew in the morning sun.

I don’t have a name for them yet,” Josie says with a wink as she sets down into the patch among the vines.

Belle follows, with Buttercup snuggling on her arm. And as she minds her step to avoid crushing any of the strange fruit, she becomes increasingly aware of a scent that she cannot quite place. And then it hits her. “Strawberries. Strawberries and ... cum!” Belle shouts with a giggle and a bright smile.

“I do a little gardening when I’m not balls deep in a beautiful ass,” Josie says with a smile of her own. “It occurred to me one day that since our milk has such an incredible impact on people, I figured it might make good fertilizer. So I picked out some of my favorite fruits, added a little love, and a whole lot of milk. After a few tries, I came up with these melons.” She frowns. “Of course, they have yet to be approved for the market, but I’m sure that won’t be much of a problem,” she adds with a wink and a wiggle of her hips.

“Can I try one?” Belle asks, squatting down and running her hand across the rind of one of the tasty looking fruits. She finds its outer texture smooth and soft to the touch. Beads of pinkish wetness cover the melon that seem to be produced from it. As she touches it, she feels her head begin to spin slightly and her cock begins to throb and grow.

“Oh no! Be careful!” Josie crosses the melon patch and helps Belle to her feet, pulling a little handkerchief from her back pocket and quickly whipping the melon juices from the younger girl’s hand. “The melons have a potent side effect on us cows. It doesn’t affect any unaltered person the way it does us. When added to the feed, it increases our cum production by the gallons.”

Belle feels hot, her insides burning and her cock openly oozing with precum as she looks to Josie with a curious stare. Suddenly, she wants nothing more than to tear the older cow’s shorts off and fuck her on the spot. She longs to shove her fat prick in and out of Josie’s ass until she is all used up and panting like a well fucked bitch. Then she would have a go with Buttercup, and then another, until the sweet little bitch is left whimpering from pleasure on her belly in the melon patch. After that she would run back to the farm where Maggie and Maddie would squeal like pigs on her bloated cock. And once she is done with them, every hole at the farm would be hers to screw until...

“Snap out of it,” Josie whispers, taking Belle’s chin in hand and staring deep into her eyes. She continues to wipe away the excess juices from Belle’s fingers, and slowly the girl comes back to her senses, though her monster meat still stands at rock hard erection. Buttercup steps in close to the pair and takes her lover’s prick in both hands, cuddling it and watching with concern and desire as Josie brings Belle out of her daze. “What happened?” Belle groans, her head still spinning. The wet, pink sex crazed fog slowly lifts as she regains her senses. “Fuck. I felt like I was going to lose it. I was so hot, and you...”

“I know,” Josie reassures her, smiling as she tucks her handkerchief back in her back pocket and leans in, softly kissing Belle’s lips as she explains. “I should have warned you. The melons are an incredible aphrodisiac. They turn cows into fuck crazed animals. Normal women out in the world just enjoy the fruit like they would any other, the same with men. But to us or bulls like my husband, it drives us insane. That’s why I need a helper to mind and harvest the melons with me. I’ve got to hire some regular people to work the fruit. I want to expand the garden and I will need a supervisor that I can trust to handle the operation. This is an important job, and we cannot have any of the other girls getting a hold of this fruit.” She smiles at Belle. “If you say yes, you’ll spend your days with me in the melon patch, when you’re fucking Buttercup of course. She can come and help as well if she wants, and we can spend the time getting to know one another.”

“I’d like that,” Belle says smiling, her cock still in Buttercup’s hands. She reaches out and takes Josie by the hem of her shorts and pulls the older cow in closer. “I think I’m still feeling the effects though, if you know what I mean.” She adds with a wink and a grin. “What ever shall I do with this big juicy fruit of my own?”

Buttercup snuggles close to her mate as she rests her head on Belle’s shoulder and both Belle and her look to Josie with little girlish grins, standing in the melon patch surrounded by sweet smelling fuck crazed inducing fruit, eyeing the older companion with devious cock slurping interest.

“Come on, you two,” Josie teases with a turn and flip of her hair. She then steps out of them carefully avoiding the fruits and leaves for a little shack beside the clearing. Belle and Buttercup give chase, walking hip to hip as they prepares to pounce on Josie and deflower her in the most delicious mid-morning fuck she their last a few hours ago.

Inside the little shack, there are melons piled in big baskets ready to be taken shipped out. There is a little tractor for pulling a wagon set off in a corner, and tables for sorting and inspecting melons, but the most obvious and interesting sight that greets the girls as they step inside, is the a gorgeous cow, standing naked and smiling ear to ear, and lacking the one thing Belle craves so much.

“Daisy, I’d like you to meet Belle,” Josie says with a naughty little wink over her shoulder, her shorts free of her hips. She kicks them aside as she slides her naked ass atop a stool beside one of the tables. She takes her fast growing cock I hand, stroking the meaty length from tip to base as Belle and Daisy close the distance between one another with girlish grins. “Belle, this is Daisy, my only daughter. She is mine and my husband’s before we made the change. As you can see, she made the change too and somehow immune to the effects of the melons.” She smiles, and there is a glint in her eyes as she does so. “The only exception is that we altered her genes in a way that she wouldn’t grow a dick. We needed a pussy for the occasional fuck. She is the only pussy for thirty some odd miles, and the sweetest, wettest and tightest little cunt you’ll ever fuck.”

Daisy has big beautiful eyes and breasts that put all the cows to shame. She also has an overly plump pussy between her thick and juicy thighs that seems to be openly leaking with arousal. As she comes close to Belle, the cow holds out her hand for a polite handshake, but Daisy tenderly pushes her hand aside and slides right up against her, their chests smashing and arms encircling one another as the horny cow wastes no time in pushing her mouth hard onto Belle’s own with a long dripping wet tongue invading Belle’s mouth without hesitation.

“Now I know you’re into only dicks,” Josie continues. “But give my daughter a try before you settle on that. She is only used by me and my husband. Only occasionally do we loan her out to any of the other cows. But if you like her, then working under me, you can have her whenever you want.”

Belle nods her understanding. It’s only once, unless for some strange reason she likes it. She knows that she can turn the proposition down, but how would that look to her boss? This may not have been on her mind when she made her goals, but reaching goals always come with obstacles that are either overcome and stops a person forever in their tracks.