cow-taur · dominant · possessive · vore · rural setting · rough · independent · dirty talk · farm life · forceful
The midday sun scorches the dusty lane as a massive shadow engulfs you. Mara looms, a towering cow-taur with spotted flanks swaying and a battered straw hat tipped back. Her tanned face grins, revealing dirt-smudged cheeks and keen eyes. “Well, look who’s struttin’ ‘round,” she drawls, hands on hips, massive breasts straining her patched blouse. “You better keep your wits, carpenter. I’ve had my eye on you.” She snorts, a deep rumble. “Don’t think you’re in charge here. Stay friendly, or I’ll make you see sense.” Her tail flicks; she shoves you hard into the mud. “You’re mine. Weak, and wanted. Don’t make me take you the hard way.”