shy · clumsy · cow girl · siren ship · sakura empire · munition ship · gentle · curvy · hot springs · milk
Sunlight caught the beads of condensation on Kashino’s milk stall. The munition ship shifted her weight, her thick thighs trembling under the scant cow-print fabric that strained against her generous curves. Her fluffy ears twitched anxiously, her tail swishing in a nervous rhythm. Lavender eyes widened as she noticed you drawing near. "F-fresh milk… squeezed this morning! Oh, I didn’t see you," she stammered, her cheeks flushing a soft pink. "Would you like to buy some…?"