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Going Organic (Hisako & DeviantAngel)

Hisako-K

Hisako-K

Heat-Seeking Fur-Clad Jigglenaut
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This is what she meant by 'go to the organic market'? Claire was feeling out of place, especially since someone else wasn't doing her shopping. The act of buying your own food wasn't alien to her. Frequently her mother dragged her along and made her shop with either herself, the help, or both in the odd circumstance that they needed a lot of wholesale goods. This was new, and if she was being honest with herself, it was long overdue. Being twenty four meant being more independent, and despite having the money from her own stocks and position at her company independent could mean hiring someone to do these things, it also mean being able to do things on her own without help. Her mother made sure she didn't raise a total socially-inept, sociopathic degenerate like the others who she grew up with and went to private school with up until her immersion into public high school. She had heard of these markets before, but she only had imagined what they looked like from movies, never did she dream that she would be there herself one day. She didn't see the point of organic food anyways, seemed like all food was processed and genetically modified throughout the centuries of human existence, how were these somehow untouched by that process? Still, she had a shopping list--which, speaking of…

Claire looked down at her right hand which gripped medium sized reusable bags made out of some kind of plastic-nylon combination. All of them were primarily flat, or flattened, and were gripped with handles bunched together taut in that hand. From her elbow she had a small purse, it was bigger than a clutch bag but smaller than your average purse that most women seemed to carry their entire life in. Unlike most of her purses, this one was made out of a woven fabric, its seams and pockets were quad-stitched for extra sturdiness and somehow served an aesthetic style that must have been popular either now or previously. Either way, the style of the purse didn't matter as her mother instructed her not to bring either a leather or fur purse. She was actually warned several times not to wear fur, but her mother of course couldn't control everything aspect of her attire and accessories. She reached over with her left hand and deftly opened the purse, rifling through it single-handedly in the literal sense. A flurry for black nail-polished hands later and she quickly found the thin white paper hidden amongst her few belongings and pinched it between her index and center finger as she pulled it out, closing the purse with its magnetic clasp with her thumb and ring finger while her pinky stuck out. She brought the list up to her face, and paused in the center of an aisle of the market.

Claire stuck out like a sore thumb at the market, while most people were wearing natural colors and the one tye-dye shirted man--all of whom wearing summer clothes--she stood alone wearing a fur bolero with sleeves that nearly ate her hands up and a hood that could cover her torso alone if it detached. The white fur was created to look like fox, but like most products from her family it was entirely synthetic and cruelty-free despite its convincing texture, appearance, and tactile properties. She was sure that the anthros in the market would have murdered her if she was wearing real fur, something she only did as a child a few times. Underneath the bolero was a black tank top that cropped at the middle, revealing a large amount of midriff. The tank top was made of some kind of soft material, like silk, its high thread count reflecting the light rather than absorbing it. Underneath the shirt was a black bra that was concealed through camouflage of matching color and concealing her perky double D cup breasts. Her exposed athletic torso lead the eye down to her black leggings, which had a beltloop top to hold her white belt which was there for aesthetics only. The leggings blended smoothly into the ankle-high heels she was wearing that were strapped to her feet as if she were concealing them, but they weren't restricting bloodflow or constricting skin. At the top of this ensemble was hours of Claire spending time in front of a vanity while doing her makeup and brushing her hair. Claire's hair had been recently dyed to take on a red tone, as her naturally blonde-pink hair color was becoming unnerving for most, and was benched until this carmine red wore out. Her long straight hair was mostly pulled back into a high ponytail, the pulled back hair resting at the small of her back. Her bangs were the same as ever, swept from the left side of her face and coming around to frame the right side of her face, some styles die hard apparently. With black eyeliner and winged tips on her eyes she beautifully made her eyes pop despite her eyes being monolid. Her cheeks weren't blushing, something that usually occurred when she was aroused, but today she had no need for foundation to cover this and her flat, angular features were mostly just accented rather than hidden. Her makeup had countoured her cheeks to make her look like she had more pronounced cheek bones, and her lips had a natural shade of pink that was glossy and reflected light like a polished gem or metal.

Her pink irises scanned over the list, checking every item as she memorized them for the fourth time that day. She wished her mother would use the phone, but since it was a technology she hadn't become popular with until Claire had joined public school she resigned to bothering with it. Hilariously enough she was likely the only woman on earth who had a car phone.
Claire looked from the list out into the market and she scanned the area, "Well, might as well see what all the hype is." she groaned aloud. She shifted the paper from between her fingers to in the grasp of her left hand as she walked down the aisles, her heels clicking among the clamor of the bustling crowd. The organic market was a flea market years ago, but when that died out the farmers took over and the flea market took the small area they used to occupy as the demand for farm-fresh food grew. Claire wiggled between people, checking the prices of vegetables, tempted to just buy the first and most delicious ones she saw. Claire was nearing the end of the fruits and vegetables without realizing it. Soon she was in the grains and found herself learning that whole wheat wasn't good enough for people anymore. There were so many different grain bread she had to roll her eyes more than once. She saw the crowd beginning to gather over by the dairy, and this piqued her interest. What could be going on by dairy that was so fascinating? She pushed her way through the crowd, surprising most as she 'gently' pushed people aside, barely using her abilities to coerce people into believing that they wanted her to go through, her magic barely visible as it spread through touch.

She finally got to the front of the crowd and looked around to the sides, noticing that people were looking in front of her. Claire shifted her head and gaze and her mouth dropped. She pressed her left hand to her mouth, hiding it behind a veil of black nail polish and white fingers as she stared at the most gorgeous creature she had ever seen. Her blush was flooding to her face, and she snapped out of her wonderment as she focused to keep her horns in her skull.
 
The season was finally upon us when the months become warm and the farmers market can re-open. Living in the North East made it hard for the market to be open all the time so now it's only open six months out of the year. This was the time of the year that the milkers could come to the farmers market and be milked in front of the customers instead of being inside of the facility behind closed doors. Of course by milkers this meant that half-female and half-bovine creatures would come to the market with their employer and be milked right in front of paying customers. Doing so often brought in thousands more in revenue due to the females massive breasts being on display for all eyes and it's the freshest milk you can buy without actually doing the milking yourself. But, customers were not allowed to touch the employees and only specially trained milk extractors were actually allowed to put their hands on the women's massive breasts. It was a well paying job since the women were using their own milk to supply the company with and it could be quite stressful at times if demand is high. Though since it was proven that relaxed females produce more and better tasting milk, the girls are treated like queens when at work. The milking rooms were of the females choice, some preferred to lay on tables with special holes cut out so their breasts could hang while being milked. So preferred to just get it done and leave. Also some would rather have a machine milk them instead of actual human hands. It was a diverse industry but they took very good care of their employees, especially since it was government regulated to make sure no hormones were being used and every cow-female had to submit to a monthly drug test.

Back at the market there has been a shift change, a less busty female employee of the farm had just finished being milked of a couple gallons and that meant her shift was over. Though she stuck around to talk to the next employee as the station was changed up to fit the new milkers liking. "Man, my tits are killing me. These farm days really take a toll on your girls." Marissa comments as she rubs her large breasts in front of the next milker. Her name was Mini but she was anything but mini. She was 6'1, thick bodied with, at the moment H cup breasts. It was hard to pin point an exact size of a cow-girl due to the processing milk so frequently everyday. Their breast tissue was very stretchy and accommodated the expansion needed to produce gallons of milk a day. "I bet, there's quite the demand every year but it pays better when we come out to the market. And, as you know, I love money." Mini comments as she stands behind a curtain as she changes into a comfortable outfit. She was dressed in a yellow sun dress that hung off her shoulders. She never wore a bra since that was just painful to even think about. She wore a pair of silk white panties with a rose on the front and after finishing her make up and polishing up her horns, she was ready to go. "Go get some rest, I'll see you tomorrow Marissa." Mini gives her friend a friendly kiss on the cheek before opening the curtain to reveal herself to the crowd. "Uh huh, I just bet you're all here just for the milk." She comments, getting a laugh out of the people waiting to see the next girl.

"Last girl of the day everybody, her name is Mini and she has fantastic tasting milk." Cora announces to the crowd. Cora was the wife of the farmer who owns the land the farm is on. He had to stay back at the farm and finishing working on an addition to the milking facility since the business is expanding and he needed more room for more girls. "Seriously, it's fantastic milk." She adds as Mini walks over to a silk cushioned stool and sits down. In front of her was a slanted table with two big holes in it, the slant was for Mini to lean against and be comfortable and of course the holes was for her breasts to be put through and allow them to aim down so the most milk could be extracted. The table was covered with cushion and a soft memory foam so Mini would be comfortable. "Get cash out everyone, cause here comes what you've been waiting for." Mini shoots a wink to the crowd before sensually lowering her sun dress off her shoulders so the dress dropped to her waist. Of course she got cheers from the crowd as her massive breasts are exposed to the eyes in front of her. "Glad ya'll like." The purple haired female tells the crowd before leaning forward, Core helping get her massive breasts through the holes before it was finally time to start. "Alright, first customer up." She calls out as the line begins to move. "A pint please." A woman tells Cora before a mason jar is grabbed and the milking begins. Cora was gently with her silk gloves, her hands effortlessly extracting a creamy white milk into the mason jar. "Enjoy sweetie." Cora tells the woman as another employee takes payment for the milk.

The extraction has gone on for about an hour and even though most people were there just to see tits, a lot of Mini's milk has been extracted and she was now a DDD. "Almost out of milk everyone." She announces and of course that's when more customers are willing to pay more to get the last of the milk. And just like that it was over, Mini was out of milk and her breasts were a little sore from the pulling during the last few milks. "Thank you everyone, I'm glad you could come see us today." Cora tells the crowd and Mini lifts her dress straps back onto her shoulders, the front of the dress having two damp marks from the little bit of milk that leaked out. "Good job today Mini, you were great." Cora tells Mini, giving her a hug as the cow-girl sat on her stool. "Thanks, Cora." Mini was tired but she had the rest of the day to herself.

During the milking Mini couldn't help but notice a demonic character that was watching her for a while and that of course peaked the cow-girls interest so the massive breasted woman decides to stand up and walk over to the woman. She was dressed out of the norm from all the other humans and anthro beings but Mini loved people who stuck out among the crowd. "Hi there, I see you enjoyed the show." She says with a wink while standing in front of the woman. "Name is Mini, are you new to the area?" She asks since she has never been see in the market before. "Were you able to get any milk?" She asks, seeing MILK on the piece of paper that the woman was holding.
 
Claire had never known things like these were real. She had seen her share of these videos online, thinking they were some kind of soft/hardcore pornography niche genre, but she never figured this would be something for the public to just watch--for free! Her face had begun to blush, and her irises were glowing pink when she started watching the glorious spectacle. She pressed one hand to her mouth as Mini took the stage. She was absolutely lovely. Claire quickly looked her up and down, mostly admiring her breasts as she was quite smitten with larger chests. Despite being half bovine, Claire's mind and body seemed to have no real qualms with this beautiful woman and was coming to the realization that she had no real objections when it came to what species a woman was. In high school the pickings were quite slim, and limited to humans, she had never lain with an anthro until she was in college. She watched the woman lift up her shirt to reveal her naked breasts, and Claire gasped as her heart skipped a beat and her unusual member below her belt squirmed, and quite painfully too. It was becoming apparent that any form of legging was not going to be an option for any mundane task, as now grocery had somehow become more exciting than underwear shopping.

Claire watched in awe as Mini got onto the table and began to allow herself to be milked before this very crowd. Claire couldn't keep her eyes off of her as she watched with great intent the entire process, unable to force herself to look away. Claire was hypnotized, and had forgotten why she was there to begin with. To her, this was a show being put on that should force most who have penises to be fighting back their raging erections from bursting through their pants. If it weren't for the elastic material in the leggings Claire was sure she would have a hole to deal with and an embarrassing story and explanation as to why only half the groceries were bought. Claire held her purse at her lap anyways, the average-sized bag only able to hide so much, but did enough to fool anyone standing in front of her. Claire's eyes widened as the show went on, scared that if she even blinked she would lose a magical moment of this process. As time passed the cow-girl's milk slowly drained her breasts down to a triple D cup, but this didn't stop Claire from watching or calm her down. She watched her put her dress back on and walk off stage. Claire swallowed and closed her mouth, which had since run dry from being kept open this whole time. She lowered her hand from her mouth and placed it next to the other on her purse. Looking down, she peeled her purse away from her lap slightly as she saw that she was still fully erect. She cursed and rolled her eyes as she looked back up, only to see Mini Approaching her. She straightened her back and perked up as she lifted her right hand to pull her bangs out of her eyes and to the right of her face. Mini spoke to Claire directly, and shocked Claire as she did so. Claire quickly looked to her left and right, and then back at Mini.
"Oh, you're talking to me?" She said in total disbelief. She chuckled nervously, and swallowed again. Mini continued speaking to her, and when she finished Claire was able to get in a response. She was glad that she had some more time to gather herself.
"I-I'm…" Her voice broke as she spoke, and she cleared her throat. "I'm Claire, Claire L'amour, a pleasure to make your acquaintance Mini." She said as she shifted her grocery list from her right hand to her left, placing her left hand on the purse to cover her lap while she extended her right hand to shake it.
"I'm not new to the area per se, just new to the market. I've never been here before but…" she looked down quickly at Mini's chest, her irises flaring up another bright glow before she looked back into Mini's eyes, "I'm strongly inclined to come back. Especially since I wasn't able to get any milk today." She bit her lip and angled her head away slightly, "I must apologize, I was too distracted by the show, I didn't have a chance to buy any." She laughed nervously as she straightened her posture and head, using her right hand to push away more stray hairs from her eyes. She was even more gorgeous up close, and made it even harder to Claire to act natural.
 
Mini could definitely tell that she made the stranger nervous but being a humbled woman from birth she thought it was cute and didn't want to do anything to make the demoness any more nervous, though the cow-girls breasts betrayed her without her knowing just quite yet. "The L'Amour name sounds familiar, I know I've heard it..." Mini trails off, her eyes looking up and her tongue barely showing as she tries to think about where she has hard that name. "Oh, I got it!" She finally comments, snapping her fingers in victor. "Are you a member of the L' Amour family that makes these fantastic faux furs?" She asks, reaching out and gently stroking the fur around Clair's upper body. "I have a few different articles myself, I often get weird looks from people when they see a cow-girl wearing fur so I have to tell them it's fake." Mini chuckles lightly before tilting her head to the side as she follows Claire's line of sight down to her own breasts. "Well shit." She mutters as she sees the two damp circles from her milked breasts.

"I forgot to put on the patches, I usually put on patches in order to keep the girls from leaking after a day of milking." Mini was far from embarrassed but some times the leaking milk did tend to get unwanted attention from others. "But I guess you don't have a problem with it, according to your eyes, which have betrayed you by the way, you liked it." Mini gives Claire a wink before leaning against one of the poles that's attached to the milking stand. "I can't give you any milk right now, but perhaps in an hour or so. Until then would you like to join me for an early dinner?" She asks, not wanting to beat around the bush since this new girl has struck her interest and Mini knew life was too short to be shy. "Yes, I'm asking you out to dinner." She adds with a sweet smile as Cora walks over. "Here's your bag, sweetie. I will see you tomorrow, be good." Cora gives Mini a kiss on the cheek before heading to her car to head home as Mini slings her bag over her shoulder. "So, dinner?" She asks again.
 
Claire chuckled and looked away, her bangs getting in front of her eyes again. Again her nervous and compulsive tick flared and she pulled the bangs to the side of her face as she looked back up into Mini's eyes. She bit her lip and her eyes pulsed briefly, their luminosity only rivaled by the rich shade of her face blushing on her cheeks. Claire nodded, closing her eyes as she admitted to her family business.
"Yes, L'amour furs, 'Votre amour est pas faux, et ni est le nôtre.' our famous…French slogan." She said as she rolled her eyes on the mention of the French lineage, something that was as real as conterfeit money. One of the many lies that kept them from suspicion from their questionable origin. She smiled again as she looked back at the cow-girl, "I'm glad you're enjoying our products, we're about to unveil our first lingerie line for fall soon--if you're interested." She said, wincing as she realized she was becoming the VP her mother wanted her to be. Mini was now reaching out and touching her bolero, Claire held her breath for a moment as she watched her fingers glide through the fur that had been designed to take on all properties of the fox fur it was imitating. She looked back up at Mini as she finished her sentence, now imagining her in one of the many gorgeous furs they sold.

Claire was taken aback when Mini started looking at her own breasts. Claire froze, unsure of what was happening since she was sure this was natural. Patches? Well, that does make a lot of sense, but it seemed given the audience and the business here that her leaking wasn't a big deal, and was probably commonplace. However, Mini was demonstrating that it wasn't, further educating Claire in the Organic Market etiquette. Claire was brought back to attention as she was being called out for staring at Mini's breasts, something she had been doing since before they had been talking. Claire froze when she heard that her eyes betrayed her, she fought her entire body from looking down at her lap, knowing that would give her away. She clutched the bag to her lap even tighter as she continued to try and hide her erection that was barely being suppressed. Mini gave Claire a wink, and Claire finally blinked, still stuck in shock and slowly coming back to reality. Claire's shoulders relaxed a bit as Mini leaned against the pole. Claire continued to be a good conversational partner, and was surprised when she wasn't the one asking Mini out, but was on the other side of that question. She opened her mouth to ask for clarification, but then Mini spoke again to reiterate that she was asking Claire out. Claire shut her mouth and smiled wryly. Claire looked down at Mini's chest again and sighed, her mouth forming a more charming smile as she closed and opened her eyes in tandem with the transition.

Claire looked around and realized that she had spent too much time enjoying the milk show that she didn't bother getting a lot of her shopping done, and it would have to wait until tomorrow anyways. By the looks of it, everyone was starting to close up shop and go home. She blew a small raspberry and returned her attention to Mini.
"Yes, Mini, I would love to go to dinner with you--but!" She raised her free hand quickly, her index finger pointed upwards while the rest of her fingers and thumbs clenched. Her tone seemed more commanding now, insistent. "But…I will be paying. No sense in being a spoiled child if I can't spoil someone else every now and then." She said, her tone and face becoming more relaxed as she gave off a smile as warm as her blush, her eyes closing a little to emphasize the authenticity of her smile and mood. She went back to a more neutral expression as she looked down at her purse and opened it up with both hands, still careful to keep it over her lap as she began rifling through her purse. "So, uh…how did you get here? I can provide the transportation to and from dinner if you wouldn't be able to get back to your residence. Or I could drop you off here afterwards?" She looked back up and raised an eyebrow, "Maybe not?" She winked as she looked back down into the open purse and found her keys. She clutched them in one hand while using other fingers to clamp the purse together. She put the keys in her bolero pocket, exchanging them for her mobile. She quickly unlocked the phone and emailed Emelia, updating her on the lack of groceries but surplus of a date. Hitting send she then activated her phone's 'Quiet hours' setting. Looking back up at Mini she slid her phone back in its rightful pocket, returning that hand back to purse duty. "Shall we?" She asked, some hair dangerously close to being in front of her eyes.
 
Mini just had a smirk on her face when Claire held up her one finger and suddenly got stern with the cow-girl, though Mini was quite alright with being spoiled for the night. "Hmm, nope, I can't find any reason to object to being spoiled for a night." Mini definitely wasn't going to tell Claire just yet how lucky she was. Usually the cow-girl doesn't go on a first day this quick and she certainly doesn't make the first move. But Claire, she had something about her that just told Mini to throw her routine out the window and try something her heart wanted. Often Mini would over think when it came to a possible girlfriend or just a date, and that usually had herself talking herself out of the date since she would pick a person apart and see just the negative. So throwing routine and all around thoughts out the window Mini just nods. "A spoiled date sounds amazing, my last few dates I have found myself being the one to spoil someone or just having to pay for everything since the person wasn't who they seemed." Mini shrugs then looks down at her dress. "You will have to give me a moment though, I have a few different outfits in the trailer behind me and I need to get out of this milk soaked dress." Mini goes to walk to the trailer but stops before turning back to Claire.

"As for a ride, I came here with Cora and I had planned on just taking an Uber home. So if you'd drop me off after our date then that would be mighty nice of you. Only if I do go home." Mini returns a wink to the demoness before heading to the trailer. "Give me just a couple minutes." She comments before walking into the trailer and down to the end to find a suitcase with her name on it. A lot of girls left bags of clothes in the trailer in case of a random night out or a mishap with the milking. After finding a white and turquoise striped spaghetti strapped dress the cow-girl strips out of her stained dress and puts on her nipple patches. She wasn't going to make the same mistake twice. "Almost done!" She calls out as she wiggles her tall body into the dress and puts the straps on her shoulder. After fixing her already growing bust the cow-girl puts on white flip flops before fixing her hair in the mirror. Before opening the door she sprits a little perfume on her neck before finally stepping out with a small hand bag in her right hand. "I'm ready, I had to get out of that dress." Mini comments but leaves the part about the milk eventually turning sour on her dress and making a funk if not cleaned after a while. "Shall we?" She asks with a sweet smile as she smooths out the dress over her wicker curves, the dress looking like a roller coaster of curves.

(The dress... http://g01.a.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1V8L9HVXXXXajXFXXq6xXFXXXT/Hot-Sale-Striped-dress-Women-font-b-Maxi-b-font-Long-Dress-Sleeveless-Sundress-Vestidos-2015.jpg )
 
Claire took opportunity of Mini leaving to discreetly take care of her throbbing embarrassment. Looking from side to side she quickly hunched over as she began to shuffle her hands around her tights as she attempted to move around the mass in her tights. After fighting it for a minute she decided that there was no hope in moving it out of sight and out of the way, her only option would be to keep hiding it until it eventually died down. Groaning and straightening her posture she grabbed the collar of her bolero with both hands and straightened out the small jacket, looking around again to make sure no one had saw what she did. She returned her right hand to her lap, with her purse clutched tight to her in attempts to continue hiding herself. Making a mental note she hoped she wouldn't make the same mistake of wearing tights when she went out to an area that even had remote possibility of attractive women, or maybe just wear a sling. She looked back down at herself and brushed her clothes with her left hand, hoping nothing would come out.

Claire's daydreaming and waiting wasn't very long, many passing thoughts in her head tempted her to leave and try to get the car, but she was afraid she would miss Mini and she would just leave by the time she returned. In her shoes running wasn't much of an option unless she were to take them off. When Mini came out of the trailer Claire nearly dropped her purse, nearly revealing herself as she deftly caught it before it was too late. Claire reached up to adjust her bangs, which were fine, yet again. After pulling what was maybe a few strands from in front of her eyes she looked back up into Mini's eyes again, which was a struggle now that she had a new dress on to advertise her curves. Claire swallowed hard, hoping that wasn't audible as she cleared her throat to hide the sound as soon as she could.
"You look amazing, I honestly…"she stopped herself, her mouth closing slowly as she took in the dress on Mini again. She was about to overshare, and caught herself in time. "I honestly don't think anyone could pull that dress off any better." she said with an attempted innocent smile. Claire nodded her head away from Mini, "My car is over there, shall we?" she offered out her elbow for Mini to take. Claire didn't date much, so she only knew formal ballroom courtesy really.
 
Mini did a little twirl when she was paid the compliment before linking arms with Claire. "We shall." Mini linked her arm and her soft fur rubbed against the fur of Claire's clothing before she started to walk towards the demoness's car. "So since you insist on spoiling me for this date, I will let you pick where we go for dinner. I'll just sit back and be your arm candy." Mini comments when the two get to the car. Mini moves her arm before turning to face Claire. "But, so you know, I am a vegetarian. I kind of have to be, eating meat can make me deathly sick. I'm sure that still gives you a lot of choices to pick from, but I thought I'd share that with you." Mini had something else to say but she wanted to be a little serious about it since it seemed to make Claire squirm and she worked so hard to hide it from Mini. It was sort of normal for Mini since she did it to all sorts of males when she was growing up, her breasts being very large even at a young age.

"So I want you to know something and I'm being quite serious cause it cane be a sensitive topic for someone with your unique feature." Mini takes a step forward and gently moves Claire's purse out of the way and looks down at her pointed member. "So when growing up, mainly in middle school I did this to all sorts of males. I'm honestly flattered by it and you don't need to be embarrassed about it. I say sport what you have, I don't exactly have a lot of clothing that covered my breasts, I love them and everyone else does to. Now I'm not saying go walking around town with a hard on, but don't be embarrassed with it around me." Mini looked Claire in the eyes before leaning in and giving the demoness a kiss on the cheek. "Now, shall we continue this date?" She asks with the sweetest smile and her hands on the hips of her cock wielding date.
 
Claire looked on eagerly as Mini did her little show, and smiled meekly as she enjoyed the little show this vixen was putting on for her. Claire made sure to keep her purse at her lap the whole time, careful not to get too distracted despite the amazing distraction in front of her. When Mini linked arms with Claire she lead her around the market building rather than go directly through it, that way they were guaranteed more space and room to walk side-by-side. As they walked through the empty lot Claire kept an eager eye out for her car and minded the people around her. She was sure there was going to be some strange looks, mainly because as it got darker her eyes faint pink glow became more apparent. Claire was paying due attention to her date and everything she said, Claire had figured vegetarian or vegan would be the only option as she worked at an organic market. Hearing that meat made Mini sick she felt like her assumptions weren’t completely wrong, but she still felt like an ass for not assuming health implications.
“Meat is overrated anyways,” Claire quickly chimed in after she said she would be made ill. She looked over at Mini quickly and winked, “A good chef shouldn’t rely on meat to complete the dish anyways, and I have a place lined up.” She turned her head back forward and continued escorting Mini to her car. She could see that they weren’t so far away from her vehicle, and she felt a flutter of excitement burst from her chest and rush through her veins. They were almost at her car when mini began asking Claire about the one thing she had been careful to hide.

Claire stopped walking, and slowly turned towards Mini. A frozen and emotionless look on her face as she slowly turned towards her, unblinking. Claire hoped to god that Mini was talking about her eyes when she mentioned a unique feature. Her awkward turning had unlinked her arm from Mini’s, and created some distance between them. Claire felt Mini move her purse out of the way from the view of her lap. Claire’s blush faded as the color drained from her face, which was still frozen in this awkward expressionless state with wide eyes. Pressed against her left thigh and strapped to her tights was the outline of her erect member, which was bulging out as if it were trying to escape as it went down her leg. Claire was speechless and unable to smile as she was being told something that violated everything she knew about blending in with society. When she was much less able to control herself Claire had to hide herself and keep it a secret hidden behind legal red tape and such as she entered public school. Claire shook her head before she got too sidetracked, the color returning to her face as her blush began to return. She blinked, finally, multiple times as she came back to reality. She looked back at Mini, keeping eye contact and biting her lip as she partially looked away. She looked out and to her side at the car waiting for them, the opportunity to run away right there…but Claire wasn’t a runner. She looked back at Mini, feeling her hands around her hips after a kiss on the cheek she had turned towards Mini was received. Her blush came back in full as she bit her lip and smiled, turning back to face her again as her hand came up to brush the hair out of her eyes.
“Yes, let’s.” She said in response, and turned towards her car and guided Mini towards it, wrapping a confident arm around Mini’s waist in return.

Claire led Mini to her parked silver Peugeot RCZ GT, and walked her around to the passenger side of the car. Claire broke off her contact with Mini as she grabbed the handle of the car door, which automatically unlocked when she touched it, and opened up the door for her. Claire bowed slightly, waving her left arm elegantly as she motioned for Mini to enter the car.
“I know it’s not a Bently, Audi, or some other fancy German or Italian car…” she said, trailing off as she straightened her posture and looked over her car while looking over her shoulder at her prized, imported car. A victorious smile stretch across her face as she admired the vehicle, “But it’s mine…and you don’t see a lot of these outside of Europe, so it stands out.” She looked back over at Mini and raised an eyebrow as she smirked, “It better stick out for the price I paid, no idea how many customs officials needed to have a palm greased so they would allow it in without modifying it so it emitted more smog and forced it to choke and be slow. It’s a fast car, that’s why I bought it.” She said with a confident nod as her smirk turned into a smile.
 
"Yeah, I'm sort of disappointed, I thought you'd drive something a little more luxurious." Mini comments as she slides into the passenger seat. Though after a second she slides back out and kisses her date on the cheek. "I'm definitely joking. It's a lovely car and the fact that it stands out speaks more to me than something that everyone else has. Why be like others when you can be yourself? At least that's what I think, and what my mother has told me for my entire life." Mini slides back into the car and pulls on her seat belt, her breasts dividing since the belt sits right between them. Of course her breasts were also getting a little sore from how big they were getting. The milk was slowly filling her melons again but during the farm season she wasn't allowed to be milked other than at the market since they needed as much milk as they could get out of their prized women. "Are you gonna get in the car or are you gonna keep starving me? You do know I am part cow, right?" Mini calls out from the car, giving Claire a wink so she would know that she was joking. Unlike actual cows, Mini did not have four stomachs. She only had one and though it was of normal size, she digested foods much more efficiently than your normal human. Her body used every atom of nutrition that came from what the cow girl ate. That's one of the reasons why Mini was so tall, the extremely high amount of calcium in her body made her bones very strong and to grow faster. By the age of 13 she was already almost six foot tall, though she stopped growing at six foot one inch. She was still tall for a female and her muscles were more tightly constructed than your normal human. She was a strong woman though she rarely worked out except for her morning runs or nightly runs.
 
Claire held the door open and froze as she heard the comment about her car. She stared off at the car in a trance as she thought about the remark, only to be brought back with the surprise of a kiss from Mini. Claire sharply inhaled a shallow breath when she was kissed, visibly surprised as she was taken slightly aback. Claire blinked quickly a few times, and looked back down through the door she was holding open at her date. Claire was still fairly beside herself for her fortune of going grocery shopping and finding a date. She smiled at Mini and listened intently as she quoted her mother. Claire winked as she slowly closed the door,
“Your mother and mine would get along well. Well—“Claire said, rolling her eyes as she paused her motion to close the door and bobbed her head. “My mother her—Emelia.” She said, sounding incredibly confused herself as she put a finger to her mouth and her face twisted slightly as she looked up and squinted her eyes. She looked back down at Mini and made an awkward smile. “We can talk about my mother…s...” She paused as she cocked her head again, still smiling awkward, “at dinner…?” She closed the door, and looked away, staring at the darkening sky as she came to the realization that she would have to more than likely talk about how she had two moms. She sighed, and began to walk over to the driver’s side of the car, walking around the front of the car, her shoes clicking against the pavement loud in comparison to the quiet evening.

Claire got into the car, and slid the key in the ignition. She looked over to Mini and her eyes darted towards her chest. Claire gave a single awkward laugh as she looked Mini back in the eyes again, the key turning over the engine as it came to life with a rumble.
“Sorry Mini, hope you don’t mind, but if I don’t let myself loose I’m going to have a headache for the rest of the night until I get home.” Claire let out a small sigh and closed her eyes as her horns began to poke out of her skin without any ripping or bleeding. The two pointed horns began to grow out from the upper corners of her forehead, the horn growing out of the right tip of her forehead split her bangs. She sighed as the two vantablack horns finished growing and were not sticking four inches out of her head. Claire opened her eyes and looked at Mini briefly before focusing her attention forward again. She released the parking break, shifted gears, and the car began to slowly drive out of the lot. “These things only poke out when I’m ‘excited’, I typically keep them hidden until I’m in the bedroom. I’d like to keep private with my inhuman features.” She said calmly as they exited the lot. She looked both ways, and they entered the road. Shortly afterwards she took a ramp that was on the highway heading towards the city. She leaned over to the right, her eyes still facing forward as she spoke to Mini, “There’s this wonderful restaurant that only serves six-course raw and vegan meals.” She began, shifting back over to the driver’s side again, “I’m a fan of the ‘crab’ cake, and the restaurant is called ‘Kerry’s Going Raw’, I think.” She said, cocking her head again, “I think.”
 
Mini just listened as Claire spoke of her mother, or mothers and watched as the demoness walked around the car and slid into the car. "You don't have to explain it to me. I'm assuming your unique situation between your legs is inherited from a mother or father. So with that I can put together that you probably have either two cock wielding mothers or a mother female and a mother that is mixed. Either way that is very interesting, and maybe if this date works out and more, I can meet them." Mini just patted the womans leg before shifting in her seat so she could get a better look at her, catching the demons eyes on her breasts again. "Yes, they're getting bigger and bouncier." She comments with a light giggle, her fingers over her mouth since it was probably funnier to Mini that Claire. "They do this everyday, they shrink down to about a double D then expand to as much as an H. They get pretty damn big, but the bigger they get the more I get paid.' Mini shrugged before sitting back into her seat.

Mini tilted her head to the side when Claire spoke of letting herself loose, it was a bit out of the blue and instantly the cow girls eyes shot down to the other womans crotch before finally looking up towards her head when the horns began to grow. Instantly, Mini began to laugh, a heart belly laugh and a cute snort as she shook her head. 'Oh my gosh! I honestly thought you were about to whip out your cock. I mean it would make sense, I'm sure having a boner for so long would give anyone a headache, but wow that caught me by surprise." The cow girl chuckled a few more times, looking at Claires horns and nodding. "Mine aren't as long or sharp as yours, but they definitely look good on you. You really should show them off. They could really accessorize any outfit or look, just like my horns. I highlight them by shaving the sides of my head and having them a dark purple. Sort of like painting your fingernails." Mini patted Claire on her arm then sat back as the car began to roll. "I've been there once, loved their food but haven't been back since the market opened." She adds when Claire talks about the restaurant.
 
The conversation in the car was pleasant, humorous as Mini entertained the notion of Claire pulling her dick out into the car. Claire blushed when Mini mentioned it, trying not to face her as Claire's face went so incredibly red in more than just her cheeks. She knew if she had pulled her dick out that she wouldn't be able to hold herself back anymore. Claire gave a nervous giggle as her member gave another painful throb when they were in that part of the conversation. This forced her to try and cross her legs, but the driving could complicate things and likely would lead to a crash. Come to think of it the only woman she could think of that could drive with legs crossed was Elvira, and she wasn't looking to top her any time soon. However when Mini mentioned her breasts growing to an H cup she was concerned the throbbing pain she was feeling in her leggings as she was sure that her erection was making sound as it created friction from its movement. Suddenly Mini's idea of whipping out her cock didn't sound bad anymore.
"Wow," Claire said as she swallowed nervously as her eyes darted over to her date's huge breasts again, biting the corner of her lower lip opposite and out of Mini's view. "I saw them at the beginning of the milking, but I hope I can control myself better." She said, quieting down at the end of her sentence as she took a quick look at her lap, using her left hand and attempting to readjust herself but to no avail. Her bulging member took up any slack the tight leggings had, and it was impossible to move comfortably now without reaching down her pants.

Claire had noticed Mini's matching horns and nails, but Claire's reasoning for hiding her horns and cock was to enchant women into a sense of security, no one is afraid of a small athletic human girl…but a cock-wielding demoness and people suddenly were afraid of losing their souls. "I appreciate your encouragement to let myself go, but you would be surprised how many people are scared of the half-succubus in me." She said with a defeated sigh. She lifted her chin as she turned the wheel, the car entering the city and the two now navigating city blocks. "Here we go, we're almost here now." She said quietly as she winced. Her horns began to retract back into her scalp. "This part always hurts the most." She said as the horns seamlessly disappeared back into her skin, leaving no trace of them ever poking out of her skin. After the horns retracted Claire tilted her head from shoulder to shoulder, loud and audible cracks could be heard from her stiffened neck. Claire sighed and almost whispered teasingly, "You know Mini, this is your fault. You know that right?" she said with a giggle.

When they arrived near the restaurant Claire found a parking spot near the entrance. After a few minutes of careful, painfully slow parallel parking she was set. Claire quickly got out of the car and slammed the door shut as she looked around her surroundings exiting the vehicle. The sky had gotten dark and her eyes would be way more obvious in this low light setting. Claire grabbed the collar of her fur coat and pulled it out, loosening it up as the back hugged her and freed up room in the sleeves and open chest. Claire approached the other side of the car from the front again, and opened Mini's door. Claire looked at the sign, reading it and realizing she had said the name wrong, "Huh, apparently it's 'Kerry's Gone Raw'…sounds a bit dirty now, doesn't it?" She said as she looked back over to Mini, taking in her beauty as she exited the vehicle.
 
Mini listened to Claire as she spoke, her eyes looking at her date then out the window at all the lights. The moon was clearly seen as the sun went down and the fact that there were little to no clouds in the sky. "It's sort of flattering that you can't control yourself around me, well your cock and your eyes that is. When I was in college I studied mainly the human body since we have such a diverse culture it was interesting to learn about them and what bodies they had. One thing I learned was that the body will tell the truth before the brain does. So the fact that your body is telling me that I'm a fuckable hot piece of ass is quite flattering." Mini comments with a short laugh. "Well I'll tell you what, whenever it is just you and myself, I want your horns out and I'd probably suggest looser fitted clothing as well so your cock can breathe." For her whole life Mini was always an acceptable person. She had to be, she was part cow and her huge tits, fur covered arms and legs always made her stand out. If she didn't accept the diverse species in the world she would just be a hypocrite.

Before Claire is able to get out of the car the cow girl laughs at the accusation that the demons erect cock was her fault. "My fault? It's not my fault you popped some wood while watching my huge, soft, squishy tits being milked." Of course Mini's choice of words and description wasn't going to help the poor girl any. When Claire got out of the car and opened her door Mini slid out and waited for the door to be closed before she looked at the sign. "Well, you knew it was raw something." Mini comments as she stands in front of Claire. "So far this is a pretty good date, usually it starts to fall apart since most of the dates I've gone on all the person as talked about is themselves." Mini takes another look at the sign, casually backing up until her ass cheeks were pressed against the crotch of her date. "So, are we ready to go inside or would you rather stand out here, with me?" She asks as she looks over her shoulder at her date, her soft cheeks rubbing against Claire's bulge gently, not putting too much pressure on the loaded gun.
 
Claire couldn't take her eyes off of Mini as she had gotten out of the car, her smile betrayed her true feelings. Claire was being teased and she knew it the whole night. Each action and word Mini had carefully chosen were tailored to tease her even more. Claire was having fun on this prelude to the actual date, but she knew Mini either knew that she was causing anguish and enjoying it, or she was just having fun and messing with Claire. Either way, Claire was a tease herself and enjoyed every moment of it, but she couldn't wait to get revenge on Mini later on. When she got out of the car Claire enjoyed the view of Mini's rear as she stepped out and looked at the sign. Claire had mostly seen Mini from the front, very few to no opportunities were presented for the spectacular rear to be showcased for Claire's enjoyment. Claire bit her lip as she felt her eyes pulse bright and dim slowly, her lower member pulsing as well, but not as obvious since she was wearing black tight leggings at night.

Claire looked back towards the sign with Mini, and shrugging as she gave her observation. Claire didn't even notice Mini was approaching her until it was too late and she was on her already. Claire yet out a little gasp in excitement as her eyes flared up in brightness as she felt the rear she was previously admiring rubbing itself on her lap. Claire could feel her leggings tighten as her erection somehow became impossibly harder. Claire could feel herself getting more excited underneath her navel as her cock was being caressed through tight leggings and dress. Claire hadn't been teased like this before, typically able to hide herself from most until it was beyond recourse. Claire gulped and looked back up at Mini awkwardly as she moved her hands towards her rear, tempted to grab the teasing hips. She was within a gasp, when she retracted her hands quickly, rushing them to her shoulders as she held up her hands in surrender. Claire looked away and clenched her eyes shut, the glow of her irises penetrating the thin flesh over her eyes until they died down. Claire was biting her lip, and her breathing became less stressed as she took in a large breath in through her nose and exhaled, getting all the air from deep within her lungs. Claire lowered her hands and slowly turned back towards Mini, opening her monolid eyes slowly as she raised an eyebrow.
"Mini, as much as I would love to stay out here with you I would rather charm you indoors. Also, it's very rude to make a beautiful woman stay hungry." Claire backed away from Mini and into her car, closing the door as she did so, and reaching into her pocket to stow the keys and lock the doors with the press of a button, signified with the car's lights flashing. Claire pulled her hand out of her fur coat's pocket, adjusting her bangs again despite them not needing the correction. She walked out and to the right of Mini, and stopped at the door, opening it and holding it so as she turned back towards Mini. "Teases first." she said with a chuckle, cocking her head and biting her lip as her eyes lit up briefly again.
 
Mini knew damn well what she was doing and she was enjoying every minute of it. Though Mini was sure that Claire was beyond innocent she couldn't help get this feeling that Claire reminded her of a young high schooler who was either a virgin or just shy when it came to adult situations. The way she popped a boner when she first met Mini was both funny and flattering to her. It was cute in a way and so far the date was going well enough that Claire deserved the close attention that Mini was giving her. Usually dates were stale by now or over due to a multitude of reasons. Plus the feeling of having a thick rod pressed against her rear was both hot and a possible prelude to events later on in the date if everything went well.

Mini looked over her shoulder at Claire, able to see the light pink color of her betraying eyes through her eye lids and the cow girl couldn't help but chuckle. The cuteness of this demoness was off the charts and Mini found it very attractive. "This beautiful girl is always hungry." Mini laughs as she steps to the side and watches as Claire walks to the door and slowly opens it. "Tease, who? Me?" She asks as she stops in front of Claire. "Honestly, are you not enjoying it?" She asks as her finger gently lays on the demonesses chin. "I'm must an innocent little girl." She whispers as she leans forward, her lips about to touch her dates before they divert to her cheek. "Okay, maybe a little tease." She whispers with a wink before walking into the restaurant. "Table for two, please." She tells the hostess as she steps back and grabs Claire by the hand before pulling the teased female next to her. "Come on, dear." Mini tells Claire as she looks over at her. "So on a more serious note..." Mini trails off when the two get to their table and Mini has a seat across from Claire. "This date is going better than a lot of dates that I have been on. Some don't even make it to the car. Though I have tortured you a little, you're actually fun to be around. You have taken my teasing like a champ." Mini smiles sweetly at Claire before picking up one of the menu's.

"So how about you tell me a little about yourself. Do you work with your mothers or are you going to school?" Mini wanted to know more about Claire and her family, seeing as her family had a successful clothing line and Mini enjoyed sporting clothing from them. "You obviously have a great personality and have great taste, so just tell me more about yourself." She adds while looking over the wine list and trying to pair a tasty entree with either a white or red wine.
 
Claire had endured a world of more teasing from the woman, something she was slowly trying to steel herself and protect herself from. She had endured an entire puberty and come out the other side with some secrets under her bed and house, and a better person as a whole. No matter how bad it would get, she would be able to withhold her succubus instincts and body’s urges to try and enthrall and enchant her date into a more agreeable state. This took years of practice, and try as Mini might Claire wouldn’t be falling prey to her desires and instincts, not yet anyways. Claire allowed and accepted all the teasing Mini did prior to them being seated. She was disappointed that she didn’t get a kiss from Mini, but she was alright with it nonetheless. Before Mini asked for the table, Claire pulled the door shut as a courtesy behind her. She was yanked away from the door when Mini grabbed her hand and led her on. Claire made a small, short throated sound as she was caught by surprise. Claire quickly pulled her hand to her lap, her purse covering herself as she was hastily forced to conceal herself from the wandering eyes of the other restaurant patrons. The two were seated, and Claire put her bag by her feet under the table before sitting down gingerly afterwards. As she sat down, Claire was pleased to hear the date was going well. “I’ve never been known to be premature or impatient—certainly not nowadays at least. I am pleased you’re enjoying the date, despite the amount of nothing we’ve accomplished until now. But trust my darling, if I didn’t take your teasing like a champ…our destination wouldn’t have been the restaurant.” She winked as she prepared herself, her eyes pulsing a glow. “It took a lot of perseverance, and discipline to master the succubus half of me, something you don’t have to worry over I promise you.”

Claire took off her bolero, placing the jacket behind her as she twisted her body left and right so as not to risk standing up again. Claire stretched her arms out to her sides, and again in front of her, joining her fingers together as she stretched them out as well. She tilted her head left and right again, and some small crackles were heard again as she straightened her posture. She grabbed her menu from in front of her, and began to read from it silently when Mini began asking her questions. Claire closed the menu quickly afterwards, and shifted her gaze up toward the vixen across from her. Claire cleared her throat, looking down again before looking back up, her right hand reaching up to her face and parting over her bangs again; adjusting her bangs was her nervous tick.
“Well, uh…” She began, looking into Mini’s eyes as she contemplated her response. “I…never knew my other mother. I’ve only known Emelia, who was more a surrogate than my mother. Truthfully, I’m more a refugee from another planet, and we only had an escape craft that could facilitate one—it’s a long story—“ she said, looking away and clenching her eyes shut as she waved her right hand as if it would fan the topic away. She looked back at Mini, adjusting her bangs again and clearing her throat. “I’m no longer in school, I actually tested out of most high school classes in my freshman year and really went there for electives while I attended online and community colleges to earn my degree in business management, international business, et cetera.” She began, reaching for her glass with her left hand. She grabbed the water and quickly put it to her lips, tipping it back as she took in a large amount of water with many sips. She quietly finished the glass, and went on with her story. “Honestly, there’s two sides of my story. If you want to know what’s on paper and what’s on the record, I can tell you that. If you want to know the true story, well…” She looked over to the left and right as she bobbed her head side to side. “I would be more comfortable in a less public place, and under confidentiality agreements.” She said with an awkward smile, mouthing the words ‘sorry’ as she shrugged. “After I graduated high school I graduated college a few months afterwards and was hired into the company. Slowly I was promoted as I had six months at each position, and I was approved for the higher-up positions alongside my mother Emelia.” She said, tried taking another sip from her glass, and realized it was empty. She quietly cursed, damning the empty glass and turned her attention back to Mini. “However, the reality is that I am to inherit or take over the company. Truthfully it’s likely to be handed over to me and Emelia will step down to a lower position, she’s watched over the company for so long and just wants a break. Aside from careers there’s not much else I can tell you. I’m quite a boring person and Emelia and I feel like going out to organic markets and such alone is a great way for me to meet people and become more…normal. Make friends, go to do things…go on dates.” She said with a wink. “I just…it’s hard to go from a private school to a public school and make friends…especially when you show up to school with a chauffeur.” She rolled her eyes, and leaned in on her elbows as she got a little closer to Mini, “Now, tell me about yourself Mini. For example, is that your true first name or did you pick it? I’m very curious about your interesting name given how it seems more like an ironic name. If it is your birth name your parents should have named you something more fitting for how you turned out like…” She bit her lip and looked her up and down, “Beau.” She said with a pulsing luminescent flare of her pink eyes.
 
Mini sat with her elbows on the table and her chin resting on her hands as she listened intently to her date. If Mini was one thing she was a good listener and made sure to make the person she was talking to feel like they had her full attention. Making mental notes during the whole speech by Claire Mini just nods at the appropriate parts and smiles when it's needed before sitting back and sipping her drink as Claire keeps going on. It was quite interesting and Mini knew she had a lot to learn about the person in front of her and a more private place would definitely be more appropriate for discussing Claire's past and present situation. "Well I'm not a fan of fabricated truths so I will definitely like to hear about the real you when the surroundings call for it. So for now we can leave it at what you said and continue the conversation later when it comes to your past and who you are exactly. Cause I want to know the real you, the succubust and all. I know a little about your people, not sure if it is all true so I won't tell you what I think I know. For now I will just wait for you to tell me when we have some privacy." Mini gives Claire a nod before picking up her menu again and making a mental note of what she wanted. A nice pairing of red wine and she had the meal she wanted mentally noted in her head.

"As for me, Mini is my real name. I was born on a farm, go figure right? My parents own the farm I was born on. They live in Texas actually so they're a bit of a distance away. My sister actually lives in the city, she's a columnist at the local newspaper. She also writes columns for the farm I work at, advertising the farmers market and the times of the milking days." Mini took a break from talking as the waiter walks over and asks for the orders. "Um, yes. I will have the faux beef burger with the kettle chips. Paired with a red wine, maybe a French Beaujolais. That sounds quite pleasant." Mini sips her water as she allows time for Claire to order and when the order is put in she begins again. "As for myself I was mostly home schooled by my mother, my sister and I both were actually. I went to a small town college and graduated with my masters in nutritional science and anatomy. After college I ventured out into the world and after some traveling I ended up here. I got to a point in my life where I began to use my body to my advantage. My mother being a half human and half cow like myself and my father being full human, my mother always told me that I would eventually need to milk myself. So when I came to that age I began hurting, my breasts would kill and I had to do something about it. So, I wondered to the farm just outside of town and asked them if they could milk me, I knew the had cow girls like myself so I figured it wouldn't be a problem. Well after sampling my milk they offered me a job and the rest is history. I'm currently one of their top girls though there's a few higher than me but we're all sisters." Mini wasn't the most interesting person but she made sure to make up for her boring life with a stellar personality.

'That's about it, I tend to just live each day as it comes and see how things go. As my father says I fly by the seat of my pants. My sister is the calculated one and plans her days out. I prefer to work and live, I work to live instead of living to work." Min shrugs as she twirls her finger on the table. 'Sorry if that seems boring, I was sort of a sheltered kid until I moved out." She adds while looking back towards her date.
 
Claire rolled her eyes when she heard Mini mention that she wanted to hear the truth. The truth was that if she hadn’t had her ability to charm others what she had done to survive in high school and prior to her mastery of control might be considered kidnapping and rape. She would definitely have to wait until after they had some kind of sex so she would understand and realize that with her desires she was practically a helpless victim herself. Claire at least believed she was a victim of her own body, however that guilt ended quickly after she was allowed to ‘breathe’. Claire looked back at Mini and apologized,
“Sorry darling, I’m not a fan of that part of me…but I am a woman of my word. Also, you have been much more…open…than most. Women typically steer clear of me for fear of…well, it’s mostly rational fears. Either that or people see me as an object to their sexual desire rather than a person, I’m mostly wondering which of those sides of the spectrum you fall under.” She raised an eyebrow, “My guess is somewhere in between.”

Claire paid ample attention to Mini. She didn’t know many people, so it was hard for her to not pay attention. Knowing people fascinated Claire, and when she was younger she took pride in knowing her ‘prey’ as she called them prior to their descent into depravity and lust. It was a joy of her to know her prey’s previous life, and somehow made their fall more bittersweet and enjoyable to her. However, as an adult finding out and getting to know people and their intimate details was just interesting, and she couldn’t explain why. She had surmised it might be from some sort of desire to feed of the essence of who a person was or is via an empathic connection. After hearing about her sister Claire was surprised by what appeared to be a sudden apparition of a waiter. Claire had forgotten where they were and quickly realized it was an actual waiter, and she had forgotten her order. She looked back down at the menu and just as soon rolled her eyes as she remembered that she already knew her order. Claire clenched her eyes until she was confident they were with white sclera and not glowing pink. Turning her head towards the waiter she smiled warmly and spoke softly.
“I would like the vegan crabcakes with a small greek salad on the side—light on the lettuce if possible please?” She said as she handed over the menu before getting an answer. “Oh, and I’ll stick with water—lots of it in fact, may I have a refill?” She was met with a nod and the server likely said something that she didn’t pay attention to. She pulled her bangs aside again and followed up to Mini and her history. “Home schooling seems…” she looked up and to the right as she thought about the prospect of Emelia trying to teach her, soon coming to the conclusion that private tutors would have been hired to educate her further and have her graduate at an early age. She returned her gaze to Mini as she bit her lip and smiled, “I’m not going to lie, if my mother was in charge of my education I wouldn’t have formed a personality. My mother uses people, very cold and calculating. I’m sure I would have been given tutoring and my education would have finished quicker if it were up to just Emelia. However, while all of that is a plus I am also certain that I would have been just as cold as she were, and I would be aiming to get to some supposed self-created goal rather than enjoy a nice date. Her dates typically leave the house the next day and frequently are never seen again, in all honesty I would like to see what kind of partner she picks. It’s never one type or gender, I’ve seen men and women come and go from her bedroom without even so much as a kiss goodbye.” She giggled, and rolled her eyes, “Yeah, she’s a weird one, I love her to death though.” She said looking back to Mini. “I can’t imagine being in your shoes after puberty though.” She said her eyes darting down to her chest, then back up to her eyes. “For me puberty was rough, and I’m certain unique. However I can’t even begin to empathize with your growing pain. For me my rear, chest, and everything else was kinda…there.” She said, obviously guarding that portion of her life. “But it sounds like it worked out for you. If you’re not the top girl though why am I wasting my time with you? Oh right…” She paused, ironically and coincidentally enough in time for her glass to be refilled by the waiter, for which she mouthed a quite ‘thank you’, “I forgot, you’re breathtaking, that’s why.” She smiled as she grabbed the filled glass and sipped from it again. She drank half the glass, and placed it back on the table as she resumed again. “All jokes aside you seem wonderful, I’m sure the other women don’t hold a candle to you…or do you call them girls for a reason?” She mused, raising an eyebrow again. Lowering it as she began her next sentence, “I wish I had your outlook in life, in our family our fur is our passion. It’s even my passion in the bedroom, embarrassingly enough. I have to be careful at work to not get excited, when I inspect the fur I often find myself holding back my desire. I just love what we make so much…” She said, wincing as she quickly put her hands to her forehead and pushing down with her palms. “Sorry, almost…poked out.” She said with a nervous chuckle. She lowered her hands, and placed them on her lap. “But yes, when it comes to me our slogan is a bit more personal. However looking at your life and the way you live it I couldn’t possibly say it’s boring, nor you for that matter. Never apologize for what you are or who you become, especially when you’re as gorgeous as you are.” Claire said with a wink as she placed down her glass.
 
Mini listened and sipped her wine as she listened to Claire talk about the private part of her life and how she's not a fan of it. Though Mini can understand that people are often hiding something or not fond of who they used to be, if Mini was going to eventually date this woman then she would need to know more about her. "I have no doubt that you have skeletons in your closet, we all do and I bet your closet has more skeletons than most. But, you've moved on from your past and moved on to the future and have learned from your past days. I'm not saying I want to know every detail about your life up until now but perhaps tell me what I should know and maybe what to steer clear of during conversation or what not to bring up in front of Emelia. Just give me the summary and you can keep out what you want or what I don't need to know. But I would like at least a little background of who you used to be." Mini tells Claire as she places her hands on the table, linking her fingers together as she stares at the woman across from her.

"Emelia sounds like an interesting person. She also seems very in control of her likes and desires. I can appreciate a woman who knows what she likes and doesn't settle for anything else. So I can really appreciate that and relate to it. Though I don't tend to lay around as much, probably due to my busy schedule sometimes, I can only imagine yours and Emelia's sexual needs." Mini of course had a high libido but her schedule at the farm and her busy personal life often kept her busy and though she has friends she can fool around with she usually just plays with herself at her apartment.

"I'm number three when it comes to the milk farm. It doesn't have anything to do with breasts size or how much, but comes from taste and nutrients. That's why I stick to a vegetarian diet and eat a good amount of berries and fruits. I love the girls I work with though and we're all good friends." Mini says as she lets out a light laugh at the comment of Claire almost popping out. "Do I need to take care of that for you?" She asks as she holds and hand up to her cheek and makes a gesture of her giving a blowjob, her tongue pressing against her cheek as her hand moves back and forth.

"But anyways, I call them girls, women and whatever pretty much. Our youngest milker is 16 years old. She's a big chubby but her breasts are huge and though we don't usually hire that young you can really tell she was in pain from her breasts expanding. So the owners made an exception and hired her on. She doesn't go to the market or anything but she does produce some yummy milk." The cow girl went on before stopping as the food finally came. "Another glass of wine, please." She tells the waiter as she picks up her napkin and lays it on her lap. "I hope it tastes as good as it looks." She adds as she takes a bite of one of her kettle chips.
 
Claire was unsure of how to broach the subject of her ‘skeletons’ in the closet. She had hoped that she wouldn’t have to explain or talk about the women she had broken in her teenage years and kept in a second basement to help her out when she was close to bursting. In fact, if the date didn’t end with her going home with or taking home Mini that might have to happen tonight. The inquiry about her mother was a fresh change. Not a lot of people asked about her that weren’t interested in meeting her for some ulterior motive. Seemed Mini was interested in knowing more about her in case she needed to meet her, a welcome change. As Mini spoke more about the other women she worked with she listened intently. There wasn’t any goal or secret objective to her intense focus on Mini. Claire’s attention was mainly so she could distract herself from locking eyes with Mini’s chest again. It was a great distraction though, learning about Mini was helping keep her pain at bay as well.

The food came to the table, and Claire’s focus was broken as she was surprised by the server bringing food for both of them. Claire had to sit back a little further as she quickly tried to put her napkin on her lap as well. She waited for the server to finish dressing the table with the food, and quickly grabbed their arm before they left. She locked eyes with the surprised staff, and Claire only met their shock with manners and a question.
“May I have some more water, please? I’m sure this will be gone by the time you return.” She was responded by a quiet ‘yes’, and the server left their cones of vision and earshot. Claire turned to face Mini as she began eating. Claire smiled, and closed her eyes as she inhaled deeply through her nose. She loudly exhaled with a relieved sigh. She looked back into Mini’s eyes, and smiled. “It smells delicious.” She picked up her fork in her left hand and her knife in her right, and began cutting into her faux crabcakes, cutting them up into small, bite-sized portions. She continued talking to Mini as she did so, she didn’t want to talk while eating, especially after she had been asked enough questions that have gone unanswered. “Unfortunately my skeletons are more real than most, but the skeleton portion of the analogy is very hyperbolic. Growing up Half-Succubus during puberty is…” She paused, looking from her food up to Mini. Claire was visually grimacing as she struggled to come up with a reasonable word to describe it. “Challenging, rough, and almost painful at all times.” She looked back down at her food, her expression returning to normal. “The other half of my lineage is human, but from a different planet. We’re a very sexual people as well. I was doomed to have a high libido, regardless of which mom didn’t meet the other.” Claire said, shrugging her shoulders in the middle of her sentence. “The worst part is that my demonic lineage forbids me from getting off on my own. I literally can’t cum without it being either in someone or on them. Basically my unmentionable needs to be on or in someone in order for me to feel release…so I can understand your milking issue. This made high school very tough since I can’t use condoms…for some reason.” She looked back up, and gave an awkward smile, “I should also mention I’m selectively sterile.” She looked back down, almost finished cutting up her food. “Basically for some reason I can choose when my cum contains fertile sperm. Otherwise it’s just nutrients, bodily fluid, hormones, and…other things.” She said with a blush. “Which brings me to my next topic, it took years of research to fully learn about my body, and years of training to master my urges. This hard-on won’t go away unless the previous criteria is met, and even then I would be strongly against a blowjob right now. Claire finished cutting up her food, and looked back up at Mini as she put down her knife, keeping the fork in her left hand. “It takes everything in my body and will to not release the pheromones in my body and to not take you up on offers like that. Once I start, I wouldn’t be able to stop until I was drained. I have a lot of self-control, but once that dam is opened we have to wait for all the water to drain before I can close the floodgate.” Claire looked off to the side, guilt on her face. “That, and I would be unable to hide my succubus urges and form. It’s a process that’s easy to start and impossible to stop without the criteria being met.”

Claire sipped her water down until it was drained, and was met quickly by a server with a pitcher. Claire thanked the server quietly as she continued going on with her story. “As for who I was I transformed from a desperate, confused teenager with needs that I didn’t understand and a secret I had to keep well hidden. To this day the victims of my past haunt me. I’ve come a long way, and it supposedly only gets easier. As for Emelia and what not to bring up with her, if she sees you in the house there isn’t anything you can’t bring up. She’ll assume you know everything and will have a good idea why you’re there. The only other thing I could offer to not mention is a name of someone no one knows but us, so nothing to worry about there. As for her being interesting…” Claire gave a chuckle as she began to eat her food, bringing a chunk of ‘crabcake’ to her open mouth, closing her lips around the silverware as she pulled out a clean fork. She took a few chews and swallowed her food before she spoke again. “She is very interesting, and if you believe in magic in this world then she is the closest we will ever get to seeing and knowing a witch. That’s half the reason why I love her though, being a witch wasn’t popular when she first arrived, so she endeavored to learn more conventional knowledge. Now she’s outrageously smart, which has helped us keep this business alive and running so well. She doesn’t share my sexual needs, being only Human, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t enjoy sex as much as I.” Claire said, ending her sentence with another bite. “How about your mother?” Claire asked after swallowing the chewed food. “She works on her farm with your father, why not milk for their farm? Aren’t you now working for a competitor? I would have an analogy of who I could possibly go work for that’s a competing business…but…we kind of own them all now. It’s not exactly a monopoly, but I’m sure it’s not legal since we make all decisions and mostly run them out of business while paying everyone there to stay quiet. Fur trade is awfully tricky when we’re the only ones who can replicate fur while everyone else can only…well…make either faux or commit heinous crimes and flay someone or something.” Claire said awkwardly. The topic was strange considering that their family never revealed how they make their fur, and didn’t plan on it.
 
Mini just sits and listens as Claire begins answering questions from earlier and trying to take in everything that is being said. Mini may be a milking cow and pretty much only good for her large, juicy tits but that doesn't mean she's a dummy. Mini knows of the Succubus people and how horrible some of them can be and she also knows the dangers of dating one of the Succubus was not satisfied with their sex life. But Mini had an impressive libido and was everything that a demoness horndog would need in a relationship. Mini was a fan of fucking, whether it was in a bed, on the couch, in the shower or even in a changing room at the mall. The cow girl was a true freak in the sheets and if the relationship between the two women goes any further then Claire would get to see that side of Mini. She was good at providing milk for her employer but she was also really good at milking cocks. Her constant working out and squatting left her with incredibly strong thighs and her she had great control over contracting her pussy to squeeze whatever was inside her. She was the definition of a sex expert but she knew it would take proof to get Claire on board.

After listening to everything that Claire has said while the two sit and eat Mini takes one more bite of her faux burger then wipes her mouth with a napkin. "Let me take in everything you said before I say anything." Mini gives Claire a smile, sipping her wine then resting her arms on the table as she tries to figure out what to start with. "Let's see with you being a Succubus. I'm not going to say I understand what you've been through, or that I fully understand what you are. But I do know a bit about what you are. You need sex, you need for your member just as the same as what I need for my breasts. I also know what you can do to people that refuse to satisfy your needs and I also understand the dangers if I decide to date you. With that said I'm just not scared of what you are or what you are capable of. I have very little doubt that I can't satisfy you." Mini stops for a breath before reaching her left around across the table and linking her finger with one of Claire's. "You're half Succubus, I'm absolutely fine with that and find you just that much more interesting. The fact that you can't get off with yourself just means more for me. Trust me when I tell you this..." Mini pauses as she looks Claire straight in the eyes. "I can satisfy every sexual need you will ever have. You want me to bend over and lift the back of my dress while we're at the clothing store in the mall, go ahead. You want to pull your car into a dark alley and bend me over the hood, have at it." Mini lets out a chuckle before placing her hand completely over Claire's. "I'm not worried about your libido, I'm not worried about you releasing some sexual musk. I just want you to be the person that got me into this restaurant. A funny, laid back and interesting individual." Mini was hoping that she was getting to Claire, the cow girl was truly interested in this chick and wanted her to have no doubt in that.

Mini pats Claire's hand before sitting back into her chair again. "As for my family, my parents live in another state and they were fine with me working for another farm. My parents mostly deal in normal cows and normal farm duties. They're pretty large and have over a hundred employees so me working in another state was fine with them. They also knew I wanted to be near a big city. I'm a mix of a country girl and city girl and this place gives me everything I need. I live in the city and work in the country. Plus they're the biggest cow-girl milking company this side of the states." After finishing her plate the cow girl pushes it to the side and just holds her glass of wine. "I don't see much wrong with being the soul provider of faux fur. I get what people would be mad about but if your product is good then why buy something cheaper if you're the customer? Yeah I can go buy a fur coat for half the price somewhere else but it's also only going to last half as long." Mini just smiles at Claire before raising her glass back to her lips. "Also, I'm surprised you turned down a blowjob, usually it leads to more." With a shrug Mini finishes her glass of wine and sets it by her empty plate.
 
Claire didn’t know how to take in all of this information. Since she had gained more control over her urges and how she acted on them, the fact that she was wearing something that got her off in public was almost like an Olympic gold medal for Succubi and Incubi, or a decade sobriety chip from an addict. Claire was enjoying this time with Mini, but she was afraid of one thing, and that was for her to become the same as the women she had preyed upon and was now forced to keep and care for in her home. Claire looked at the fingers interlocking, her thumb unconsciously moving over the finger from Mini that was on hers. Claire looked up the arm to see it covered in the sumptuous natural fur that covered parts of Mini’s body, and this sent another chill up Claire’s spine and down her constricted member. Claire shivered as she looked away briefly, grabbing the glass of water with her other hand as she took another sip. The reason why she wasn’t so eager to eat and was trying to consume as much water as possible was to hide her salivating and distract her Succubus hunger, to which her meal was not doing so well. Mini was offering herself in almost every way, and in Claire’s darkest of desires there was every urge in her body to do all the lewd and depraved things in the restaurant that her body yearned for. However, she was able to keep all of that in check, and putting the glass down she gulped down those desires with the water and looked back to Mini. Claire smiled warmly, and extended her fingers to lay on top of Mini’s hand that was interlocked with hers. Mini had taken her hand back, and Claire’s lingered for a moment before she returned to finishing off her food.

While Mini continued to try and sell Claire on a product she was trying not to steal, Claire quickly and discretely finished her food, making as little noise as possible as her delicate and deft hands maneuvered her silverware so that it had enough penetration and leverage into her food that it would carry it safely and without gravitation disruption from the plate to her mouth. Claire was practically done anyways, but it didn’t take long for her to finish the meal she had ordered to fill her stomach if her humanity needed any nutrients. She couldn’t even feel her stomach, and didn’t know if she was even hungry when they started eating. Claire quietly placed her silverware on her plate, and was grabbing the napkin from her lap and bringing it to her face to wipe around her lips shortly before Mini inquired about the fur industry. While she hadn’t gotten any food on her face, it was still nice to make sure in case she did. She gently dabbed around her mouth, careful not to get her lipstick to touch the cloth. Her eyes perked up as Mini finished talking about the fur, and a blush and bashful smile crept across her face as she returned the napkin to the table, neatly placing it on top of the cloth covered tabletop. Claire’s eyes looked down at her lap, shrinking somehow impossibly smaller as she did so.

“Well, for starters having a monopoly on a single industry is illegal in our country, doubly so worldwide…but we somehow finagled our way into making it legal.” She looked back up, still looking bashful, “It’s not public knowledge we are majority shareholder and owners of all fur trade—or that we own PETA and manage. Ever notice that people are getting red paint splashed over their fur and called murderers, with videos plaguing the internet and articles on extremist sites…yet for some reason we’re never named? It’s all cloak and daggers, and I hope you can keep that secret. Although, I doubt anyone would believe you. As for the offer of fellatio…” Claire looked at her empty water glass, spotting a faint outline of lipstick from when she last drank. She looked back up to Mini, “I didn’t want to put a silencer in that pretty mouth of yours…yet. Believe me, there are parts of me that want to take you up on that offer, but think of my needs like…plutonium.” She said as she gave a confident and short laugh as she raised an eyebrow. “My libido has a half-life of a few hundred years. If you got me started I would rather we be in a bed so the police aren’t forced to try and separate us if we started now.” Claire said with a wink. She leaned over, turning her body as she reached around into her purse and grabbed her wallet. She pulled out a few bills and flattened them on the table. “Now while I can afford to buy the restaurant out and close it so there’s just the two of us and all the privacy I want, there’s another property I own a short drive away from here. The accommodations are nicer, there’s my favorite bed and furs, and it could have my favorite cow-girl as well if you’re willing to settle on me not buying a restaurant to prove a point. We could end the date with more tact if you would allow me the freedom from worry of if I can stop. I want to take you up and test your previous offers, maybe starting…in the car, as I drive?” She said, her eyes pulsing with a single flare of pink glow through the small opening through her monolidded eyes, and a suggestive wink. “I’m told my cum tastes like berries, would you like to have a palate cleanser on the way to my manor and the rest of our night?” Claire was desperately hoping she wasn’t reading the situation wrong, and her patience would be rewarded with a yes and a speedy exit.
 
Mini was definitely paying attention as she let Claire start talking and as the Succubus took over the conversation the cow girl finished her food, being sure to be polite and respectful by not making noise just as Claire did for her. The cow girl listened to the parts about PETA and having a Monopoly, nodding her head in understanding as she pushed her plate forward then finished off her glass of wine. "The way I see it is why fix something when it isn't broken. Obviously no one has a problem with your company other than those who are competitors. I say keep it up, cause I'm waiting on your Fall line up so I can get me some new clothes." Mini smiled wide she loved the Fall line ups when it came to fur. The brown and white colors were amazing and Mini often blew a few pay checks on a shopping spree. "Enough about business, let's get back to the sex." Mini shot Claire a wink and when the subject of sex was brought back up the cow girl was ready to oblige.

"Ooo, a blowjob in the car? Sounds good to me. I bet I can get a load or two out of you before we get to our destination. Now you've got me super excited." Mini wasn't lying, she could feel her mouth watering and her tongue swirling around the immense about of saliva in her mouth, just waiting to spit on Claire's cock and show off her deepthroating skills. "I have to tell you, I can deepthroat, but I still gag sometimes, so if the sound of a girl gagging on your cock is a turn on then you're in luck." The busty woman couldn't wait any longer as she stands up and walks over to Claire. "Let's go." Mini grabbed Claire by her hand and pulled the Succubus up from her seat. When Claire stood up Mini leaned down just an inch or two, her lips pressing against Claire's. "That was for dinner and a lovely conversation." Mini slides her arm around the waist of her date before walking to the door and then outside.

When Mini got to her side of the car she waited for Claire to open the door and close it behind her before finally the two was in the car. "Alright, wait a minute before you drive off." Mini leaned over and kissed Claire again before finally getting to where she has been wanting to go. The black spandex did leave little to the imagination when it came to length and overall size of the cock but Mini wanted to see the flesh for herself. After pulling the other woman's shear fabric down just enough for her cock to pop out Mini sat back admiring the phallic member. "Wow, so exotic. I'm going to have fun with this." Mini didn't know where to start so she shifted in her seat then finally leaned over. It was a matter of seconds as she had one hand wrapped around the large, bumpy cock that was sure to bring many orgasms to Mini later. Her mouth, her sweet, soft lips puckered and wet with saliva soon engulfed the squishy head. Mini's cheeks sucked in as she applied a sucking pressure to the head of the cock, her hand stroking at a smooth pace. While she sucked the head Mini was sure to let some saliva dribble down the ridged cock, adding lube to the stroking as Mini took another two inches into her mouth, her head starting to bob at an agonizingly slow pace.
 
Claire got out of the seat with some assistance from Mini, damn if she wasn’t eager. Claire couldn’t believe how much Mini was practically throwing herself at her, and she was even bragging as if she needed to sell the deal. Claire couldn’t believe how easy it was, and soon she wouldn’t be in so much pain. Claire stood up on her heels, numerous clacking sounds as her feet met the floor. When she was finally stable and on her feet she straightened her bolero and grabbing her purse. She looked over towards Mini, only for her lips to be met with the same ones she had been lusting after this whole night. Claire instinctively closed her eyes when she felt the lips against hers, and kept them shut until she heard Mini speak again, thanking her for the date and dinner. Claire blushed, a smile unconsciously spreading on her face as she begin to feel a sort of warm and rewarding feeling in her chest. Claire was interrupted as she felt an arm wrap around her waist and began to guide her out of the restaurant. There was likely someone who was trying to get their attention, wish them a good night or something, but Claire had tuned out the whole world…she was focused on something else now.

As they exited the restaurant Claire’s irises began to grow in luminosity as her natural, glowing pink eye color began to look more natural and real rather than expensive, high-quality contacts. The walk to the car was short, and Mini had made it before her. Claire gingerly opened it and closed it shortly after all of Mini’s dress made it inside. She looked both ways and quickly walked out in front of the car and nearly jumped into the driver’s side as she opened and entered the vehicle through the door at lightning speed, obviously very motivated. Claire had only just twisted the ignition and started the engine when Mini interrupted her, telling her to wait. Claire looked over at her, and raised an eye brow. Claire felt Mini’s hands reach towards her belt, and she almost instinctively reached her other hand to stop her, and instead had to stop herself. Claire’s hand hovered over Mini’s as she withdrew her throbbing erection. Claire Moaned quietly as she felt relief in her forehead, and her vantablack horns began to pierce through her flesh seamlessly and protrude outward. More blood began to circulate into her cock, and Claire felt her member become harder as Mini admired her abnormal penis. Claire looked down with bated breath as she watched Mini from above, her hair dangling over the side of her head and onto Claire’s thighs as she leaned over. Claire was barely able to see her face, but saw her lips pucker up as she made Claire’s head disappear. Clare let out a sharp moan as she felt the rush in sensation of Mini’s welcoming mouth on her sensitive head. Claire reached forward with both hands and grabbed the steering wheel with intense strength. She wrenched her eyes shut as she felt her date’s mouth such down on her sensitive head and shortly afterwards start stroking it. Claire let out a gasp as she felt a river of warm saliva slowly start to dribble down her cock. Claire opened her eyes and began breathing loudly in moans as she felt Mini’s mouth beginning to bob slowly on her cock. Claire could feel her muscles twitching involuntarily, and felt something rising out of her cock as precum began to ooze its way out of her and into Mini’s warm mouth.

“I must say M-Miniiii…” She trailed off as she felt her tongue again, and she took a deep breath. If she wasn’t careful, they might not leave the parking spot, and Claire desperately wanted to ravage her further. Claire looked with wild eyes towards the dashboard, she hadn’t even taken off the parking break! Claire quickly pushed in with her left foot and released the break, and pulled down on a lever on the right of the steering wheel as she shifted into drive. Claire sped out of the parking spot at an outrageously fast pace, the tires barely sticking to the road as she jammed her foot on the gas. The tires had only spun out for a second before they gained traction and they sped off down the road. Claire hadn’t even taken her purse off of her left arm, and didn’t particularly care at that point. It didn’t take long for her to get onto the highway at the speed they were going. Despite all the distraction Mini was offering, Claire was glad that she was able to focus that much on her driving. Claire had to fight herself from rolling her eyes as she felt Mini suck and slurp on her needy tool. Claire reached over with her left hand and pushed down on the back of her head, grabbing a sizeable chunk of her long hair in her hand as she intertwined her fingers in the hair and began to pull slightly. “Oh Mini, you little slut. Had I known you were this good I wouldn’t have even taken you to dinner. I could just melt in your dirty mouth. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? I bet you’re dying for me to explode down your throat. Well, if you want cum, I’ll fucking drown you in it.” Claire bit her lip as she stepped on the pedal harder, flooring it now. With Mini’s eager mouth it didn’t take long for Claire’s true nature to take over. She needed to cum, and Mini was the best and most willing thing to come her way that night, otherwise she would have been in trouble.
 
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