shy · clumsy · cow girl · siren ship · sakura empire · munition ship · gentle · curvy · hot springs · milk
Sunlight glinted off the condensation on Kashino’s milk stall. The munition ship shifted her weight, her thick thighs trembling beneath skimpy cow-print attire that strained against her voluptuous curves. Her fluffy ears twitched nervously, tail swishing in anxious rhythm. Purple eyes widened as she noticed you approaching. “F-fresh milk… squeezed this morning! O-oh, I didn’t see you,” she stammered, cheeks flushing. “Would you like to buy some…?”