Howdy folks, today's swap is slightly different from the norm; for one thing it's a breast size swap (one of my personal niche favorites!) and also a two-parter featuring Centorea and Meamill from Monster Musume!
"Good work on collecting my milk again today, Centorea-San."
"Thank you for the flattery Meamill-San, but...isn't there someone else you could ask to help you out for this?"
"Hmm? What makes you say that?"
"Well...don't you get jealous staring at someone like myself?"
"I'm not seeing your point."
"Mmph...do I really have to say it loud and clear for you to understand?"
"Let me guess, Centorea-San; you're worried of me being ashamed at how much smaller my breasts are than yours, correct?"
"Tch! So perceptive...you're entirely right."
"Don't worry about it, dear. As a dairy breed, I simply got the short end of the carrot so to speak. All that means is that I have to try harder to match the quota instated by our civilization's supply and demand."
"Meamill-San...you're much too nice, you know that? I wish my huge, cumbersome chest could be on your body instead. Then it would make your job a whole lot easier in that regard."
"Ohoho~ The same sentiment goes to you, dearie! I'm confident that you'd be able to sprint much further and faster with less weight on your front end!"
" *sigh* Tell me about it! Us centaurs are known for having large ones of course, but even still...I had no idea that my breasts were so different from those of other species...perhaps they really ARE too strange..."
"So? There's nothing we can do to change how we look, might as well go out there with a warm, inviting smile ready to accept anyone that says otherwise!"
"Easy for YOU to say...your personalities far more homely than my noble spirit. Plus, whenever I try to act serious everyone laughs at me and my jiggling bosom, it's not my fault they happened to get so damn big! ARRRGGGHHH!!!"
"Calm down, Centorea-San! Despite what all this chit-chat would lead you to believe, we all have our roles to fulfill. It's not like you can just magically wake up as a different person after all! Ohohoho!"
"True...I suppose I'll concede to my lot in life without fuss from here. See you next time, Meamill-San!"
"(Mmm...while hopefully I didn't show it on my face, sometimes I DO wish I never had to get milked just to make ends meet...)"
"(Galloping home like this every day, with my boobs smacking me against my face...if only there was a way I could make them smaller. Hell, I'd even take being a dairy breed like Meamill-San if it meant they would have SOME worth!)"
And so the two of them part ways for today...however, a shooting star in the night sky passes by...and we all know what THAT means for any fortune-gazing frolickers...