Author’s note: this is a fan work from the manga/anime series of the same name, and as such is likely subject to out-of-character interpretations, plot inconsistencies, or various other discrepancies in the lore of the series proper.

“Okay, ladies! First place off the docket is our textile enclosure.” Cathyl was showing the main harem various areas of the Black Lily Ranch, and inside some pens were sheep and goats being sheared for their wool. Razors, scissors, and all other sorts of cutting edge tools were in use by sheep girls similar to Merino, and things seemed like they were going smoothly.

“Hmm, so far it looks like you’ve collected a good amount of wool. But were you to have a sword like myself you could make much better use of your time!” Cerea pontificated proudly.

“Hey, Earth to Miss 16th Century over here! These guys use MODERN EQUIPMENT.” Miia hissed the horse’s way.

“Hah? And who’s to say you could do this properly? Knowing you, you might accidentally poison one of the farm animals here long before your fangs could bite their wool off.” The equine jabbed at the lamia snidely.

“I’m not going to eat a live animal, you know! The only meat I’m interested in here is Darling’s~.”

“Aww, thanks Miia! I’m glad my cooking always pleases you so much. Last time I was here I had to cook for all the residents and it was super interesting trying to cook with so many vegetables and dairy products!”

“…I see, good to know.” Miia’s off-color remark was ignored, leaving the snake drained of color herself.

“Would anyone here like to try and shear a farm animal themselves?” One of the pan fauns asked of the harem.

“Let me give it a go, missy.” Rachnera was a go-getter and started off on the right foot, er, spider leg. As the harem’s web manipulator it only made sense that she would likely adapt well to this experiment too.

“Allow myself the privilege of entertaining the locals. My skin ship levels with these creatures are second-to-none.” Chizu put her horns in the ring as well.

“Oho? Are you trying to beat a spider in a match-up of raw materials?”

“What I lack in fine details I shall endeavor to make up for in quality.”

“You’re on, cow! Don’t think that strange dialect of yours makes you more eloquent!”

‘This is but my preferred speaking style. If anything, YOU are the one who shall be brought to your knees.”

“Silly cow lady! Ranch doesn’t even HAVE knees, ahahaha!” Papi butted in with an obvious sentiment.

“Regardless of who’s kneeling here, the winner will be the one who can shear the most high quality wool from four animals, two goats and two sheep. The prize will be a shirt made with the wool you’ve sheared.” The pan faun stated the terms of this friendly battle.

“Hah! With my strong silk this farce will be a CINCH to win! Be sure to praise me lots when I’m victorious, Honey~.”

“I look forward to it Rachnera!” Darling rooted for the Arachne.

“Despite my huge appearance, I am actually quite dexterous!” The old fashioned cow made note of her abilities.

“Careful now, Chizu! I don’t want to bring them back to life after you squeezed Marie too hard last time!” Miru warned in advance.

“3, 2, 1, GO!”

Using her agile finger work from years of crafting webs (and other naughty purposes), Rachnera made quick work on both sheep, and would soon be on her way to work on the goats next.

Meanwhile, Chizu wasn’t nearly as speedy as her eight legged foe, but made up for it with how plentiful the wool was piling up to be. Her relationships with the farm animals seemed like the real deal.

“TIME!!!”

The sheep girl called out for both participants to be done with their last snip.

“Let’s see how it measures up to our standards. Hmm…ooh…that’s nice…astounding!”

“Impressed by my handiwork, aren’t you? I’ve made countless clothes for Honey and the rest of them so such a trifling matter was simple.” The spider smugly asserted herself.

“Let’s not get too ahead of ourselves here miss, we still need to judge the other contestant’s wool.” The faun noted as she put her peepers on Chizu’s wool pile.

“Well then…how should I say this? IT’S TRULY REMARKABLE!”

“WHAT?!? HOW???”

“Remember that I asked for the most high quality wool, not the most in general. Chizu is our winner!”

“That’s some real bull shit right there!” Rachnera unintentionally made a pun of the situation.

“Not at all miss. Did you ever stop and use those six eyes of your to gauge the reactions of your farm animals afterwards?”

“Hmm?”

True to the judge’s word, Rachnera’s four sheep and goats were hiding off in a corner from the shear-I MEAN SHEER terror the spider lady emitted. It only made sense considering how foreign she must have seemed to them, what with her eight giant legs and scary fast claws. Plus, the quality of the plentiful wool was lessened by how fringed it looked.

“As I made aware earlier, your knees are now under property of my visage. Such a maw mouthing off monikers of meddlesome might was meandering at most.” The direct minotaur taunted. Her slow but helpful style paid dividends, and the resulting wool had a nice firm sheen to it.

“…GRRR…!!! Such an annoying cow you are! I’ll take my revenge out on you!”

“Rachnera, do control yourself! We’re supposed to be taking stock of any funny business going on, and it won’t look good on us if you slice up their employees!” Mero reminded the arachnid in a worried manner.

“Yeah Rachnera, you did your best and that’s what counts, right?” Darling put in a good word for her.

“……fine. I’ll admit you did well. Perhaps next time I should take a moment to see how my victims-ANIMALS act after I shear them.” The spider conceded.

“Yes. I look forward to our next battle of bravado in a bygone era of bravery.”

“…whatever floats your boat.” The two then shook hands and everyone else clapped.

“I wonder who’s going to get the shirt?” Cream asked of the group.

“Papi wants to write a message on it when it’s all done!”

“ALL I GOT FOR COMING HERE WAS THIS LOUSY SWEATER.”

Suu interjected with an awkwardly harsh remark.

“Master, let’s keep going. There is a severe lack of hydration in this barn house.”

“(Seems like someone’s grumpy. I’ll have to find a water bottle or two pronto next chance I get.)” Darling mused to himself as Cathyl lead the monster girls into the next zone.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

“Next up is our crop field. And no, there aren’t any free samples without my say so!” Cathyl sneered at Cerea before she even had the chance to say anything.

“With my Aegis-given apparatus, this agriculture shall acclimate itself to my acquisition!” Lala posed dramatically, apparently offering her services for free.

“Not so fast, Reaper of Cuteness!” “You’ll have to fight us for the right to eat these vegetables!”

Popping out of nowhere were two nearly identical tan girls! Overalls, knit-arm warmers, and short fluffy tails made up their exteriors, and each twin had short hair covering one eye on opposing sides each. The one with their left side being covered up and upwards facing small black horns was Cott, and the other with their right side being covered up with downwards facing horns was Ton. It was hard to tell which was which since they looked so similar in the first place, so the names were more-or-less just a formality. Their species of Barometz wasn’t inherently obvious compared to the other denizens at the ranch either.

“Play a game with us! Play a game with us!” “Winner gets a biiiiig pile of goodies! We promise!”

“Oi! Who gave you two the authority to decide anyhow?!?” The gruff minotaur in charge barked.

“Well…when’s the last time you’ve done crop rotation duty?” “Someone’s cheaping out!”

“Cheep? Is there chickies involved?”

“Sorry Papi, not this time…although an egg does sound good right about now…” Miia apologized, making herself hungry in the process.

“We’ll do two versus two!” “One person gets the wheat, and the other snags veggies!” “But you can only pull the ripe ones!” “If you can’t tell how, then you’re simply out of luck!”

“That doesn’t sound particularly fair! But losing at the hands of such a cruel ruleset…so tragic~” Mero smiled gleefully like her water was contaminated with happy juice.

“Err…is she always like that?” Ruto questioned of the fishy female.

“So, who’s gonna play? Who’s gonna play?” “Or are all of you a bunch of lame-o’s?”

“These tumultuous tarts shall have their souls briskly brought down to the belfry of Balor!”

“What Lala means is that she’ll play your game.” Darling interpreted of the Dullahan.

“…I’ll join. Let’s work together.” Cara stoically inserted herself into the competition.

“I feel your aura seeping into my very being already! Such expertise in this arcane realm of studies is but a beneficial boon to our bounty!”

“…make sense would ya?”

And so the two most socially awkward members made haste to their starting positions against the plant-based tyrants.

“3…” “2…” “1…” “GO!!!”

The twins zipped off leaving behind clouds in their wake, and in a sunny field like this one it left everyone else literally and figuratively eating their dust.

“*cough* cough* cough*  Master…Suu is feeling odd…”

“I’ll bring you some water stat!” Darling zipped off as well, but at a more accommodating pace.

The tan muscle and the blue edge both nodded affirmatively to each other, seemingly aware of their objectives instantly despite their lack of communication. Lala then dashed off to the wheat and slashed with her scythe, collecting all the grain in the process. Meanwhile Cara used her knowledge of farming to properly assess the vegetables, pulling potatoes, carrots, onions, and various other health foods.

“Hup! Two! Three! Four!“ “Hup! Two! Three! Four!”

The rowdy root girls were syncing their movements up in style; one would shuck the wheat and the other would put it in the basket. Conversely, they would do the same thing for the veggies too. Eventually, the clash came to a close and both parties were sweating bullets.

“Whew! That was a good workout!” “Let’s see how we did! Let’s see how we did!”

Plopping their bushels onto the ground, there was no doubt that they had the most veggies and the most wheat total inter-spliced between the two baskets. Seeing their success, they opted to high-five each other in presumptive victory.

On the other head, I mean hand, Cara and Lala each had one basket dedicated to their craft. Cara’s was filled to the brim with snacks of all sizes, and Lala accumulated wheat a mile high.

“Regardless of the outcome, exerting force on this realm’s goods felt quite commendable!”

The Dullahan congratulated her cow-op buddy.

“You’re a good teammate too. I liked your skill.” Cara closed her eyes in approval.

“Now then, it’s food time!” “Yum, yum, eat ‘em up!”

*Munch* *Munch* *Munch* *Munch*

*BLECH!!*

“Hey Cott, why does this taste so AWFUL?” “I don’t know Ton, I thought YOU took charge of veggies!” “Oh well, maybe the wheat turned out alright!”

*PRICK!*

“OUCH!! That hurt! There’s no way we can make this look good in the processing plant!” “Maybe if you didn’t get distracted by putting the wheat in the veggies it would have looked better!” “Oh yeah? Says the dummyhead who only pulled the bad veggies and put them in my wheat!” “What? Why you-”

*PUNCH!* *KICK!* *SMASH!* *SMACK!*

 Now they were tussling with each other in the most brutal way imaginable…cartoon stock effects!

*SNATCH!*

“Right…since you two both did a bad job AND wasted our time…it’s off to the stables for you!”

“Wait, no! Don’t do it!“ “We’re sorry! We’re sorry!”

Cathyl had used her strong arms to lift the two tykes up from their brawl and was carrying them over to the septic area of the ranch for…cleanup duty…as punishment.

“Excellent work, Lala! Now we have fastened the security of these…tasty vegetables…all to ourselves!” Cerea was practically drooling all over her cleavage just thinking about how good those farm-fresh carrots would be in her mouth.

“Halt! Is it not honorable to adhere to the terms of their wager?” Lala struck another pose stopping the equine in her horse tracks.

“…huh?”

“Cott and Ton promised to hand over the winnings. They aren’t here so we can’t take them. Sorry.” The silent moo turned away as she explained her loss.

“B-B-But…you guys won! R-R-Right?”

“Come on big girl, you’ll sadly have to let them go this time.” Rachnera patted her shoulder in a friendly manner.

“ *sniff* muh carrots…”

Cathyl then returned, still fuming like a bull seeing red. Everyone else still present then made a mental note not to tip this cow any time soon.

“Head off with me to the final product zone of the day, or else.”

As expected, both groups followed suit posthaste.

“ *huff* *huff* …Hey guys, I finally got some water for Suu! Wait, where did everyone go?”

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Cathyl stomped loudly into the last processing area in their ranch tour, in this large room the temperature was a good bit chillier than the heat of the outdoors. That was because the harem and minotaur group had entered the dairy collection point, and to uphold the farm-fresh regulations required a cold atmosphere was needed. Littered all around were giant canisters meant for storing milk as well.

“B-B-Brrrr!!! Y-Y-You c-c-could have t-t-told us a-a-about this s-s-sooner!” Miia chattered her teeth. As a cold-blooded species, she was having a rough time of it.

“Oh dear…to be freezing my gills off in such a frigid area…so tragic~” No points as to who made that comment.

“C-C-Cripes!!! I don’t l-l-live in a c-c-cave you know! S-S-Surely we can m-m-make it warmer by a d-d-degree or two?” Rachnera pleaded to the minotaurs.

“Suu is feeling nothing inside of her stating any internal issues with her cellular systems.” As a slime, Suu’s body was subject to various phenomena; for example, putting her in a cold enough room made her emotions more rigid as a result.

“If you guys want you can hug Papi’s warm wings!” As the old saying goes, fools don’t catch colds.

“This low-temperature zone is nothing a good workout can’t fix!” Cerea seemed just fine at least, being one of the sole warm-blooded organisms of the harem.

“Such a freezing sensation! Like the feeling of Death itself! I know it to be true!” Lala also fared well, being a humanoid in all but physiology.

“Goodness, we do apologize for the conditions, but you can think of this like you’re in the backroom of a supermarket if that makes you feel less bad.” Miru offered up some advice.

“Like penguins in the Arctic, you too may hug me for body warmth if you so choose.” Chizu announced a proposition to the gang.

“Yeah right! You might pop their heads clean off!” Cream joked, feeling no worse for wear either.

“…muscles keep me heated.” Cara wasn’t complaining, must be her blood circulation…

“…I’m also okay in here…don’t worry about me…” Ruto murmured to herself.

“Ain’t that just dandy for all of you then! I wish Darling was here to warm me up with his rocking bod!” Miia snarled.

“Speaking of, where DID Beloved run off to anyways?” Mero pondered aloud.

“Last I heard he was getting Suu some water to drink.” Rachnera noted in between haggard breathes.

“Since Master did not bring Suu water as promised, Suu shall instead start drinking other things.”

“Huh?”

“You heard astutely. Suu is in the mood for calcium. Which of you shall be my provider?”

“WHAT?!?” This sent the gang into a state of shock.

“Was it not our mission to account for ALL FORMS of production? Suu believes this to be an efficient use of time allocated. A live demonstration will give us substantial evidence that the Black Lily Ranch is in top condition.”

“Suu, you aren’t wrong, but there’s a better way to go about these sorts of things!” Cerea stammered, flustered beyond all belief.

“I don’t mind. I needed to get a milking done at some point anyhow.” Miru raised her hand as a volunteer to the supplement cause.

“Hey, no way am I going to let you get milked all by your lonesome self! Besides, I want to see how I compare to you guys now that I’ve leveled up my bust!” Cream pouted too, being the second sacrifice for the colostrum rally. “You join too, Ruto and Cathyl!”

“E-E-EEEEHHHH?!?”

“Ah hell no! I ain’t gonna do something that personal with our guests!”

“Nonsense! The tour guide must participate in at least one activity, don’t you think?” Chizu surmised.

“…you’ll feel good. Trust me on this one.” Cara quietly whispered to the shy cow.

“Arghhh…well I can’t just whip my tits out for you just to keep a slime’s thirst in check…” Cathyl bashfully said.

“Awawawawa…you know I don’t do well in front of crowds…” Ruto hid herself inside ample cleavage in shame.

“Hmm, perhaps if we each had a…ahem, ‘helper’, then we could let it all out. Ms. Snake, you seem the most passionate out of your little friend group, so could I trouble you for a slight milking?” Miru posited.

“IN WHAT UNIVERSE DO YOU ASK SOMEONE TO DO THAT FOR YOU?!?” Miia was on the verge of breaking mentally from both the frozen air around them and the absurdity of the request itself.

“Ooh, I think that would be alright! Hey horsie, you and me seem like kindred spirits somehow, let’s team up!” Cream beamed.

“And what relation are you implying there…?” Cerea was afraid of answering that question deep down. Let’s just say it had to do with something the two of them shared in stats…

“Tch! I hate this…mermaid, you seem gentle enough. Think you can handle a bit of dairy?” Cathyl resigned herself to the flow of events.

“Ah…so long as it doesn’t get in my gills I think we’ll be alright?” Mero could only think of the most practical survival instincts at this point due to the frostbite seeping in.

“Psst, slime lady…are you good at sucking with those tentacles of yours? Cause I truly need your help…” Ruto was close to tearing up over embarrassment, but she knew this had to do be done eventually.

“Fret not, this will be no more traumatizing than a visit to the doctor’s office.” Suu alluded to something that most people would agree ISN’T relaxing ironically enough.

“Papi would help, but she doesn’t think her wings would do much good…” The harpy said downtrodden.

“My gauntlets of justice are in dire straits, they still must procure further recharging from the last excursion.” Speaking in the language of Common revealed that Lala was simply tired from the crop hunt.

“I’m just gonna sit here and watch all of you milk each other. Don’t mind me.” Rachnera was making a hammock and just about ready to hibernate.

“Very well then…”

“Don’t underestimate me now!”

“Just get this over with…”

“……please don’t hurt me……”

With that, all of the milky minotaurs pulled off their overalls to reveal their jaw-dropping breasts. If the harem thought that the likes of Rachnera and Cerea were huge, then such thoughts were quickly outclassed in awe at the size of their tits.

“Oh right! I almost forgot! Everyone make sure you grab a bucket or two, we wouldn’t want to waste any of our milk, now would we?” Miru reminded the harem.

“(Like I’d ever willingly taste some cow’s udder juice…)” Miia grumbled to herself.

“(Mmnnn…I knew looking at them that way is crass, but seeing them out in the open is like being surrounded on all ends by a wall of flesh…!)” Cerea was heating up over thoughts of huge cow boobs, and could anyone REALLY blame her?

“Is anyone able to wheel me over? I do not wish to have my wheelchair slip on the cold floor.” Mero was trying to use her royal influence to be lazy, but she sadly failed her charisma check this time.

“Suu has no need for paltry containers like those when she has her own built-in.” The slime was growing impatient from being forced to wait for so long and left the buckets to a foregone conclusion.

“Horsie, I want you to take me head on in a battle of the boobies!” Cream declared. She liked being milked from the front.

“…try and milk me from the side, please…” Ruto mouthed out her preferred style no louder than a horsefly.

“If you’re gonna be confined to that wheelchair anyways, then you might as well go directly underneath…my breasts…” Cathyl furrowed her eyebrows at having one of her secrets in the open.

“As for myself, it would be romantic if you grabbed them from behind~” Miru was up front about being milked from the back.

The preparations were finally out of the way, and thus the dairy diversion drew to a daring departure!

*squish!*

“Hahn!? Must you really rub yourself against my bosom…?”

“And how am I supposed to stimulate my nipples without rubbing up against someone?”

“Suu will now initiate sucking procedures. Please relax your body at once.”

“Ababababa…..there’s no way I can do that in front of everyone like this…”

“Golly, Miss Minotaur! Up close you’ve got quite the extraordinary chest on you!”

“Shaddup you…”

“Tell me again why I’m feeling up another woman’s boobs?”

“Mnh! Cause you need to record proof of your visit to the ranch, ahn!”

Now the harem was well into milking the cows, and the room was about to get sweltering hot.

*SUCK!* *SUCK!* *SUCK!* *SUCK!*

“HWAHN?!? STOP BEING SO ROUGH WITH THEM!” Ruto was the first to get her milkies sucked by Suu’s tentacles.

*smush* *smash* *wobble*

“Mmm…there we go, now we’re getting somewhere…”

“I behoove you once more, WHY?” Cream was starting to speed up her nipple docking with Cerea and getting quite into it as a result, much to the centaur’s dismay.

“So I just pull on your nipples like I would an actual cow’s, correct?”

*YANK!* *YANK!* *YANK!* *YANK!*

“OI! CUT THAT OUT OR ELSE I’LL SMASH YOUR PRETTY LITTLE FACE IN!” As you could see, things were not going well over on the mermaid’s end. Such is the fate of someone who’s been hand-fed work for her, she was not the very best at menial tasks…

“(Arrrggghhh…for real though, where does this minotaur bitch get off on having such huge knockers!!? Even Cerea would be hard pressed to match up against ANY of them…)”

“Uhnf! Feel free to whisper instructions to me Ms. Snake…I love following moo-rders~” Miia was boiling internally as Miru started making quips.

*SHLORK!* *SHLORK!* *SHLORK!* *SHLORK!*

“Ahhhhnnn…if you keep going like that I think it’ll start to leak out soon…” Ruto was building up some dairy to deliver to Suu’s tendrils.

“Hey horsie…? See how erect they’ve gotten? That means they’ll be lactating soon…”

“T.M.I. YOUNG LADY!!!” And yet the equine’s were no less erect.

“Ohn! Ahn! Yes! Just like that, Ms. Snake…make me feel like the cow that I am~”

“(Never thought I’d see the day where I’m coiling something other than my tail around some flesh…wait, my tail?)” Miia had a spark of inspiration at such a peculiar thought.

“Cathyl-San, I do believe that I’ve found a nice balance between forceful yet not too rough!”

“Keep the commentary to yourself, if you’d please! (Guhhh…it doesn’t feel awful at least…)” Cathyl was feeling the effects of nipple stimulation, nipplelation if you will.

“(Well if she wants to follow orders…then how about making her into my prey for today!)” Miia then wrapped her snake tail around each of Miru’s fat tits. Even at seven meters long it still took a whole meter of lamia just to wrap around the two minotaur tatas.

“GWAHUAHWAH?!? GOODNESS GRACIOUS, KEEP GOING!” Miru responded well to that surprise attack!

“Give me a hug, horsie! I want to see just how my boobs match up to yours!”

*SQUEEZE!*

“GAHHH! (THIS IS THE WORST! I can’t escape from her hold even if I wanted to! I thought I had enough restraining maneuvers from Miia alone…)” Cerea was forcefully jiggled and jumbled up and down in this breast compe-tit-ion of sorts due to the spunky small moo’s curiosity.

 *SCHLIP!* *SCHLIP!* *SCHLIP!*

“Mmm…this dairy nutrient is very fulfilling…and yet Suu gets to drink even more of it…”

“MOOAAAHHHNNN!!!~ I DON’T EVEN CARE ANYMORE, JUST MILK ME UNTIL MY MIND GOES CRAZY!” Ruto had lost her marbles and resigned herself to being Suu’s milky bitch.

“Does THIS stimulate your breasts properly, Cathyl-San? I do hope I’m doing it right!”

“Mooargh…you’re doing it more than alright…” The brusque bovine was getting close to release…

“MOOAHN~! MOOUHNF~! SQUEEZE THEM HARDER, TIGHTER, MORE.”

“NYA HA HA HA! IF YOU WANT ME TO PLAY THE EVIL COUNTESS, THEN WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY SO EARLIER?!?” Miia was pretty evidently hamming it up from the insanity of the cold in her pores and how degenerate this whole escapade was. If anything it’s more of a shock she didn’t lose her cool earlier.

“…I’m only gonna say this once, so listen up; when my milk starts coming out, once there’s enough in the bucket I’m going to make you shoot it into your mouth too. I’m too close to eruption to think straight anymore.”

“Eh? If you say so…this isn’t really the H20 I was looking to drink though…” Mero was going to get hydrated whether she wanted to or not.

“Moo~! Your nipples are brushing up against mine~ We’re very congr-moo-ent in many ways, shapes and forms you know~ Hey horsie, are you gonna lactate too? Cause that would be amazing if you did~”

“FOR THE LAST TIME, I’M NOT A COW LIKE YOU ARE!!!” Cerea shouted with all her might. Cream’s boundaries were next to none in every fashion of the word.

“Oh? Suu seems to be getting bigger from all the supplements…and sexier too~ Hey baby, are you going to spurt all your milk for your slimy mommy?”

“MOOOOOOOOOOOOOAHN~! I WILL, I MUST, I HAVE TOOOOOO!~” Ruto was on the warpath to ecstasy, and to say that she was getting hornier than the ones on her head was not an udderstatement.

“MS. SNAKE, I’M GONNA LEAK IT OUT ALL FOR YOU~”

“DO IT FOR ME, MILK MEAT! LET THOSE DISGUSTINGLY BIG UDDERS OF YOURS SHOOT EVERY LAST DROP OUT!”

“HORSIE, GO AHEAD AND GIVE ME SOME OF YOUR CALCIUM TOO, I WANT TO GROW EVEN BIGGER~”

“IF YOU GET ANY LARGER THEN I’LL BE THE SMALLEST ONE HERE!”

“I HOPE YOU’RE REALLY THIRSTY, FISH FACE! CAUSE I’M ABOUT TO SPURT LIKE A FOUNTAIN!~”

“OH NO! TO DROWN FROM ALL OF YOUR ENDLESS BREAST MILK, THAT’S SUCH A TRAGEDY~”

“HYAAARRRRGGGHHH!!! IT’S NO USE! I CAN’T HOLD IT IN ANY LONGERRRRR!!!~”

“MOO FOR MOMMY, RUTO. YOU KNOW YOU LIKE IT WHEN I MILK YOU SO AGGRESSIVELY.”

“MOoOoOoOoOoAaAHhHNnN!!!!~~~”

“MOoOoOoOoOoUuUuNnNnGgGgHhHh!!!!~~~”

“MOoOoOoOoOoAaAaARrRrRGgGgGHhHhH!!!!~~~”

“MOoOoOoOoOoHhHhHhNnNnNnFfFfFf!!!!~~~”

*GUUUUUUUSSSSHHHH!!!*

*SPURT!* *SPURT!* *SPURT!* *SPURT!*

A catastrophic ca-cow-phony of cow-lostrum came to cow-rupt their cow-sciences cow-didly. There was so much milk leaking out their tits that you could solve world hunger! Or at the very least, the hunger of a certain fluid slurping slime.

“…hahn…hahn…good work, Ms. Snake~ I knew your passion would shine through dearly~”

“O-O-Oh really? G-G-Guess I’m a good actor after all, ahahaha! (HOLY FUCK. DARLING IS GOING TO QUESTION EVERYTHING ONCE HE SEES THIS.)”

“…moo…~ Thank you for playing with me horsie~ We’re now kindred pals through and through!~”

“…huff…huff…Y-Y-You too…(I’m just about ready to faint from all that awkwardness…)”

“…I think that’ll be enough milk for now. Hope you enjoyed the shower, or something…”

“ *glurble* *blurble* *hlurble* *flurble* ”

“…hey mommy…did you enjoy my milk?...”

“Yes baby, you did such a good job for Suu~ Now go and relax…”

The current results of the milking experiment proved to be a major success. As such, that concluded the day’s tour of the facilities, and after a massive cleanup of tit milk on the floor (of which Papi, Lala, Cara, Chizu, and Rachnera were chosen to take on for everyone else due to sitting out) they all headed to the mess hall to eat some early dinner.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

“Hey Chizu, your body’s surprisingly well attuned to being gentle with others, isn’t it? Must be nice to cuddle up with someone after a long day of work…” Miia brought up out of the blue at the wide table.

“Indeed. Though the chivalry expressed by your equine exemplary was nothing short of excellent.” The one track mind minotaur stated.

“W-w-what?!? L-l-like I said earlier, t-t-there’s no way I could EVER do that sort of thing with anyone smaller than me!” The gang all had a laugh over Cerea’s shortsighted embarrassment.

“Easy for YOU to say! Out of everyone in your friend group, you’re the biggest one there! I’ve ALWAYS been the runt of the cows, and I’ll never grow bigger at this rate…” Cream moped to herself.

“Take it easy, pallie. You probably already get enough strange looks as it is. There’s nothing worse than the scowls of those who find you beneath them…” Rachnera recalled at least a few prior harmful events in her mind when she said that.

“…you could say that again…I don’t know what everyone wants me to be…I only know just how to be me…” Ruto held back a sniffle or two, seems like the poor girl had some self-doubt issues on top of everything else on her chest.

“Cheer up, Pluto! Papi always knows that everything will get better if you stay harpy! I mean happy! Oh oh oh, and don’t forget about tasty food! That always makes Papi really happy too!” The birdbrain wouldn’t ever understand what it would be like to have more than A-cup boobs, so Ruto’s situation flew right over her head ironically enough.

“Never mind all that. The slime caused today’s problems. Say you’re sorry to Ruto.” Cara looked genuinely upset, which for her fairly unemotive face meant something.

“Suu got thirsty waiting for Master, and since he didn’t make it in time Suu had no other alternatives.” The slime tried to defend herself in the court of moo.

“Well for next time just come prepared with some of your own resources, okay? Then we don’t have to cause a commotion at the processing plant…” Miru advised. While Suu adapted much of humanoid culture and thoughts into her own system, something nagged the back of her mind saying that this was one piece of info the slime WOULDN’T absorb.

“I still can’t believe that happened, and with so many bystanders as well. Were we not hitting our quotas from that…session…I’d be a whole lot angrier at all of you for going along with such a brazen idea in the first place!” Cathyl ruminated on all that occurred.

“But as tour guide, wouldn’t it technically fall within your legislature to adhere to the rules set in place by your employee handbook?” Mero spoke in legalese.

“The siren speaks in tongues! But, I can’t deny that the memories of this equinox will inscribe themselves into my very vessel forevermore!” Lala antiquated and admitted to a heartwarming thought.

“Alright gang! Food’s on!” Darling came out with a vicious platter of veggies, dairies, and even some meat! Interspecies ethics and etiquette regarding the juicy tenderloins aside, everyone continued to chat into the night and shared a raucous party atmosphere together. This lasted until everyone went to bed…

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

“(Psst…are they all asleep yet?)”

“(Seems like it. I got pretty worn out trying to tail them literally the entire day!)”

“(Good. Your tail is a great thing to follow behind after all, babe~)”

*smack!*

For that snide remark Saane received a light bitch slap from Lilith. They were in the dark bedroom quarters of the guest room past midnight, long after everyone conked out from such an eventful day.

“(Keep those sorts of comments up and I won’t go along with your little scheme no matter how delightfully devilishly it is.)”

“(Fiiiiine~ Captain’s orders after all~)” The satyr shrugged her shoulders.

“(Hmm…using my night vision adaptable eyes…aha! There it is!)”

“(Did you find it?)”

“(Yep! In the corner of the room where the reaper’s head is sleeping!)”

Just as Lilith had predicted, the dullahan’s scythe was lying on a wall near a side table drawer. Tip-toeing their way past all the snoring monster girls, Lilith then tried to take hold of the scythe when-

*GRAB!*

“(Hmm?)”

Lala’s body was acting independently from her head, and it had grabbed her scythe first.

“(Hey Saane, think you could give me the scythe? Somehow this harlot is still awake…)”

“(Mmm, I don’t know, I’m not really feeling up to it right now…~)”

“(WHAT? The entire mission falls on us getting this scythe and you aren’t going to help me?)” The lesser devil had to try with all the energy she had not to yell that last part out too loudly.

“(If I got a kiss afterwards I’d be more inclined to help out~)”

“(mmmrrrggghhh…whatever. Make it quick once you’re done, okay?)”

“(Hooray!~ Now to sneak from behind and-~)”

*hold!*

Saane snatched Lala’s body away from her precious scythe, and her body was flailing around in vain making any attempt it could to get it back.

“(Now babe~ Try and hypnotize this weirdo’s body to fall asleep or something~)”

“(Okay, okay! You don’t have to tell me twice.)”

“(You are getting veeeery sleepy…now then, what is your latent desire?)” All lesser devil’s could hypnotize their victims simply enough, but they first needed some ambition, or a motivation, or even passion from an untapped mental source for it to take effect.

“…!...?...zzzzz…”

“(I see…you wish to become the strongest in all existence…in that case, why not let your head be on top of the cow leader’s body?)” Lilith planted a suggestion into the body of Lala.

“…mmph…I shall make myself into a bastion of justice…” Lala’s head sleep talked for her body, much to the shock of the two villainous vixens.

“(Seems like she likes the idea well enough. Go on then, use the scythe on Cathyl’s body and lop her head off~.)” The tan temptress ordered.

“(And you’re 100% certain that this will work?)” Lilith questioned the logistics as she took the scythe.

“(Not really.~ But the thought of doing something so taboo should be obvious for a cute devil like you~)”

“(Okay then…guess I’ll just hold her head and bring it over to Cathyl’s body…)” Lilith then got the jitters from holding a live head. Even if Lala was A-OK, it didn’t freak the imp out any less.

“(Here goes…Cathyl, what is your latent desire?)”

“…snoooooree…to be relied on less…”

“(I see…in that case, why not steal that beautiful mermaid’s body? She’s pretty and has everyone waiting hand and foot for her.)”

“…snoooree…whatever…”

“(Very well. 3…2…1…!)”

*SLASH!*

Off came Cathyl’s head! And on went Lala’s to replace it! The minotaur’s neck then magically stitched itself back together with the reaper’s head, almost like nothing had happened.

“(Oh my God…that actually WORKED!!?)” Lilith could do nothing but stand in shock at what just transpired. But there was a job to do, and only so much time before Cathyl would wake up once more.

“(I’m feeling all feverish…now to bring this head over to that bitch fishes…)”

From there, Lilith repeated the process for as many bodies as there was.

“(What is your latent desire?)”

“…I want to be tough enough to take more pain~…”

*SLASH!*

On went Cathyl’s head! And off went Mero’s!

“(Hey babe~ Come over here a second~)”

“(What?)”

“(I’m convinced. I want in on this action too, use the scythe on me as well~)”

“(HUH!!? A-A-Are you sure? What if you’re stuck like them forever?)”

“(Babe, you have no qualms about doing this fucked up shit to them, yet you care about my well-being? That’s so sweet of you!~)”

*SLASH!*

Off went Saane’s head! And on went Mero’s!

“(…dummy…)” The satyr’s neck then magically stitched itself back together with the mermaid’s head.

“(Hehehehe!~)”

“(Can I get back to work now?)”

“(You may do so, babe~ I’ll just be heading this operation~)”

“(Oh, fuck OFF!!!)” The lesser devil hushed.

“(Ahem…What is your latent desire?)”

“…I want to snuggle with Darling without feeling too bad about crushing him…”

*SLASH!*

“…to be free and about on the plains with astute behavior…”

*SLASH!*

“…I wish to best those minotaur’s at their own wretched game…”

*SLASH!*

“…make me the biggest, boobiest, most confident girl ever…”

*SLASH!*

“…I want to hurt Honey less when I touch him…”

*SLASH!*

“…I wish I never had such huge, milky, heavy boobs…”

*SLASH!*

“…Papi wants to be powerful…!”

*SLASH!*

“…I wish I was less stone-faced…”

*SLASH!*

“…Suu wants to drink their milk all day…”

*SLASH!*

“…I wish I could wrap myself around a lover someday too…”

*SLASH!*

Finally, Lilith had done an intensive hypnotism session with every single last one of them, putting their heads on different bodies, and quite frankly it was tiring her out HARD.

“(Don’t forget about me babe~ You still owe me that kiss anyhow~)”

“(Ugh! Fine! I guess you ARE my little savior, come here.)”

*smooch!*

Strangely enough, kissing a decapitated goat head WASN’T the weirdest thing the imp had done today.

“(Now put me on Edgy McBimboTits before she wakes up as insurance.)”

As promised, Lilith put Saane’s head on Lala’s body. The dullahan’s neck magically stitched itself together with the satyr’s head.

“(Maaaan, this feels weird….)” Saane remarked.

“(Oh right, that WOULD be true huh?)”

“(Although, to be honest with you I almost feel lighter than usual! Talk about a bombshell babe!)” The satyr then smugly put her arms behind her head and jumped up and down, jiggling her chest for all to see.

“(Would you stop that? Let’s scramble!)”

“(You already did that, Babe~ But sure, let’s leave.)”

The evil enchantresses then went back the way they came, leaving the dairy exchange All. Mixed. Up.

Wow! Over 6,250 words for this chapter alone, a new record! Partway through I was debating splitting this up, but figured that you guys deserved an extra long chapter for waiting so long. The wait for the next chapter’s gonna be a bit longer than this interval as well, I’m going to cliffhang it here and there’s nothing you can do to stop me, haha! But for real, I’ve got a few things to attend to here on dA before I can write the next chapter in earnest. Until then, have yourself a good one wherever it is that you’re at!