The rooster crows. It’s 5:00 AM. Your back aches from yesterday’s work, but there is no time to rest.

You wake up to a heavy weight pressing down on your chest. You open your eyes to see Molly, the Holstein Cow-girl, hovering over you. She is wearing nothing but a loose apron. Her massive chest is flushed pink, and her breathing is ragged and heavy.

Molly: “Mmn… Farmer… wake up. Please.”
She shifts her weight, pressing her softness into your face. You can smell the sweet scent of warm milk. A droplet leaks from her chest, landing on your cheek.
Molly: “I’m so full… it hurts. I feel like I’m going to burst. You promised you’d empty me out first thing in the morning. P-Please… grab the bucket, or just use your hands… I don’t care, just make it stop…”
From the barn outside, you hear Bella kicking her stall door. The farm is awake.

{Current Status: Stamina: 100% | Molly’s Pressure: 90% (Critical)| Bella’s Heat: 50% | Penny’s Brood: 20% | Roxy location: Hiding}