Don't you think it's kinda silly?

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saniwabito‌:

Um… well… 

-She’s.  She’s not sure how to feel about this.-

I feel like we should interrogate them, honestly?

… H-Hello?

.......Hello.

Please don’t eat me.

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catfishlord replied to your post: (A catfish is in your room.)

Hey, Master! Check out what I found!

What did you find…?

-Is it going to be shit.-

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I found this weird little guy wandering around outside. Do you want to keep him?

-It’s not shit, but may as well be.-

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Who wants some empanadas?

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saniwabito:

… Is she safe?  I imagine she is since you don’t seem too worried, but…

-God she’ll have to talk to her brother about this.-

I...I assume she didn’t drown? She seemed okay? Look, Jeanne’s taking care of her now?

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Do you need some self-defense manure? $10 per bag.

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saniwabito:

…  Cool, good work?

Is there something I should know about the koi ponds?  I sensed a profound disturbance?

They’re bigger down below than they ever were before! It’s very mysterious. Also some pink haired girl was drowning so I threw her out.

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catfishlord liked your post:-Comes outside to see what the fuck is up?- -Are…

-Dear, sweet Namazuo wouldn’t know what’s up, would he?

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Hi Master!

I cleaned the stables really well today! They’re sparkling-clean!

-He has no idea what’s up. Just doing his catfish duty.-

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flow-or-crash:

(She can’t talk underwater, she’s not that powerful.)

(Shrug.)

(She has no idea. Her guess is as good as his.)

Get out of my swamp.

-He proceeds to catfishapult her out of the goddamn bog. Farewell, Hanabi.-

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(There he is again. What a beautiful catfish. This catfish is in the top percentage of catfish.)

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What are you doing in my swamp?

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(What else is down here? What next, catfish?)

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saniwabito:

Keep reading

-She’s still leaning against him, which isn’t a bad thing necessarily -- it’s rather cozy like this, and she’s so soft and warm! But it does make it a little more difficult to try and assist her with the milking, unfortunately. He squirms against her a bit, shifting to try and get some manner of leverage in this position, and eventually gets both of his hands up to cup a breast in each one. He tests them out, too, each nipple getting a gentle tug to see how ready she is to be milked, and when his hands get even more wet as a result his eyes seem to gleam with interest.-

It sure looks like it! Hey, you don’t have a bucket nearby or anything, do you? It seems like it’d make a mess -- and be a waste -- to just...get you to milk all over the floor. 

Of course I could always do this...

-He leans up just enough to get a mouth on one breast, flicking his tongue against the nipple before kind of holding it between his lips and squeezing with his hand, and suckling a little -- gently, since she probably is quite tender there. He gets a couple of good mouthfuls, swallowing quickly, making a hum of pleasure that resonates up her breast as he indulges in the taste.-

...But I don’t think I could drink all that you have there, Master! Even if it’s really good!

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saniwabito:

-She shifts a little when he comes over to fix the fridge shelf and pick up things.  It’s mostly sauces and stuff, so nothing that grabs her immediate attention–though, they do look like pretty good reserves to have in a few minutes once she’s done.  But it’s enough for him to probably get in close to look at her fully–and that her shirt’s pretty much the only thing sort of on even if it’s stretched and straining.-

-She straightens up a little, trying to look more like a leader once she’s polished off the lettuce with a hungry moo–wait he’s got carrots.-

Of course–I mean, I can’t help that. So I’ve been trying to take care of that.

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-Hella.-

-The feeling of his own master just eating out of his hand and nibbling his fingers like this is--well. It does things to him. This is an excellent feeling that starts sending signals down to his pants and puts indecent thoughts in his head, as if that weren’t already happening thanks to her body being mostly naked and some very stretched-thin fabric leaving little to the imagination when it comes to her breasts.-

-Breasts which, soon thereafter, are squishing up against him along with her udder, trapping him between wall and very soft, chubby master. This is good. Who doesn’t want to just get smothered in HUGE TITS HOLY FUCK? As she nibbles from his hand, he continues to gently rub at her udder, idly grasping at a teat and rubbing his thumb over it. She begs to be milked. Was she really that full? A little tug, and he has his answer -- probably inadvertently sending a shock of pleasure through her body as a little jet of milk squirts out into his palm, offering her a taste of relief.-

Y’know, I kind of thought this would...be the case. Don’t apologize! I’m good at this sort of thing?...Do you want me to milk you? Is it okay if I do that, Master? It tends to hurt if you don’t get milked often, right? So...let me take care of you, while you’re like this.

...Are your breasts needing to be milked, too?

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saniwabito:

-She shifts a little, her tail swatting behind her before she grabs several more leaves from her head of lettuce, trying to resist the urge to eat while talking.-

Just now–I didn’t decide to be one, it just happened to me.

-She turns a little, her udder hitting the shelf on the door of the fridge, sending a few things tumbling to the floor.-

There’s… there’s not much to see?  I-I’m just–hmmnnnnn.  Mmoo.  S-Sorry, I’m super hungry and thirsty.

-She can’t exactly hide said form with how big she’s become.  There’s a pause in conversation and her need to eat gets the better of her.  She resumes the cronch.-

-He jumps a little when she just obliterates one of the fridge’s shelves, but in the effort to be helpful, he’s quickly going over to pick up the fallen things and put them back. Tries to fix the shelf. Everything is fine?-

That’s okay! If you’re hungry, you should eat! If you’re thirsty, you should drink! Always take care of your own body, you know?

This is a cute look for you though, Master..! I like it. Are you feeling okay--other than hunger and thirst?

-He watches her grab some more food and start eating, and looks in the fridge for other food he can supply her. Finds some nice carrot sticks? These are fine, right? He holds them up to her lips in offering. And, with his other hand, slyly reaches down to rub her udder in admiration.-

Are you, uh--you know...?

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saniwabito:

-Oh no, he’s coming into the office–and he’s walking in and.-

Are you sure you–

Mmnnn…

-She tries to hid herself, given she’s pretty much entirely pantsless and there’s all sorts of parts hanging out from her not-really-jeans-anymore and excuse of a shirt.  She tries to use the fridge door to hide behind.-

-She can’t really hide, and she’s too tempted by wanting to eat more.  She gives a soft moo.-

Oh. My god. Master.

You look adorable? 

Can I see? Let me see! Don’t hide! Cows are so cute? When did you decide to become a cow? 

-He’s just going to WALTZ RIGHT IN HERE AND PEEK AT HER BOVINE FORME.-

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catfishlord replied to your post: mmMMN–There’s no cow.

Master, are you okay? Do you need some assistance? I’m good with farm animals…

-She’s just standing here in front of her fridge–pretty sure he’s outside her office door?  He’s not in yet, is he?  But they can shout through walls just fine.  Her tail swishes indignantly for a moment.-

Mmmnn…

Th-There’s no farm animals in here…  It’s fine!

-Goes back to crunching on lettuce.-

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...? But I heard mooing, and stomping..? Are you sure everything’s okay? You sound a little...

-Gonna just. Take a peek.-

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Oh.

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Why is there a cow trapped in the basement. Is this Tsurumaru’s doing.

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evenwithoutyesterday:

… maybe. A little.

[He just sort of. Grabs onto his sleeve. He’s really real but what if he goes out to the fields again and]

Okay… I’ll wait.

[You have to let go, Honebami.]

-He is grabbed.-

-He pauses for a second to wait for Honebami to, like, chill out? Or say something? Or just to appreciate the feeling of nice sleeve in his hand. It’s all good, Honey Badger. You do you.-

...Do you want to come with me?