Page 25 of M!lking Mina

Immediately, Mina lifted her head, looking around. Her stomach had done a little flip flop because she wasn’t sure where the giggling was coming from or why it was happening. The thought that someone might be laughing at her…

She shouldn’t care what strangers thought, but she still hated it.

Her gaze met Sadie’s, and she recognized the other woman right away, relaxing as she beamed at her through the fence. Sadie and two other Littles were hiding as best they could at one of the corners of the pen, though they weren’t being very quiet about it. Something about the way they were standing made Mina think they weren’t supposed to be there. She wasn’t sure if she should draw attention to them or not, but then Sadie made a silent “come here” motion.

So that answered that question.

Glancing over her shoulder at Patrick, who was talking to one of the ranch hands who Mina hadn’t been introduced to yet, she sidled over to where Sadie and the other two Littles were. All of them were dressed in cute clothes that emphasized their kinky preferences, just like Mina’s cow outfit did for her.

“Hi again!” Sadie beamed at her. “How is it going? Do you like being a hucow?”

“Iloveit,” Mina said immediately. It was so nice to be able to admit that and to say it to someone who might not understand why this was what she wanted, but who understood that she wanted something a little different from most people. “It’s everything I hoped it would be and more.”

“Good. This is Hayleigh and this is Wren, by the way,” Sadie said, gesturing to the other two. Both of them smiled warmly at her. Like Sadie, Wren was wearing a lot of pink, including pink boots that Mina couldn’t help but envy. She had bouncy red ringlets framing her face and the cutest peach-colored freckles scattered across her nose and the tops of her cheeks. She was as thin as Mina, but had curves in all the right places, which made Mina sigh inwardly with envy.

Beside her, Hayleigh was even more cutely curvaceous, which didn’t seem fair. She was tall and voluptuous with warmbrown eyes and hair that glowed like rich mahogany in the sunshine. Her curves were packed into a cute black dress and she was wearing black kitty cat ears on her head, kind of like Mina’s cow ears and horns.

“Wren works down here at the stables and Hayleigh’s Daddy runs the kitchen. She has something for you.”

“You’re not supposed to get it until tonight, but I wanted to make sure you actually liked it before they gave you a full meal of it,” Hayleigh said, holding up a little plastic container. She popped the lid off and held up something that looked an awful lot like grass and at the same time didn’t. It was uncanny how much it resembled valley grass. “My Daddy is the chef and he came up with this in case you wanted to try doing the grass thing. I don’t think it’s quite like the stuff in the book, and you’ll still need to eat some other food, but it’s close and I think it tastes pretty good.”

She spoke really quickly, like she was nervous—either about what Mina would think or possibly about getting caught, it could be either. Mina was just touched at the lengths Rawhide was willing to go to help her fantasy come true.

“That is amazing, thank you,” Mina said, reaching for the container before she remembered her arm sheaths, but Hayleigh beat her to it anyway, reaching in and picking up several of the long, thin green strands. She twirled them between her fingers before offering them to Mina. Feeling a little silly but also happy, Mina opened her mouth and took her first bite.

It was kind of like taffy, kind of like licorice… not exactly like a gummy. It did taste good. Sweet, without being so sugary that it seemed like candy. There was also a faint hint of fruit flavoring.

“Strawberry?” Mina guessed.

“Yes!” Hayleigh beamed at her.

“We all tried it,” Wren said, leaning on the fence. “It’s amazing what Chef Connor can do when he puts his mind to it.”

“It really is,” Mina enthused, accepting a few more strands.

“So… can I ask you a question?” Hayleigh asked, watching her.

She looked nervous but she’d been really nice so far, so Mina didn’t hesitate to nod.

“Why a cow?”

Mina eyed Hayleigh’s ears. “Do you know what pet play is?” she asked. She would have assumed from the kitty ears, but sometimes making assumptions was where people went wrong.

“Yeah, but like… why a cow? A cow isn’t usually a pet. Why not something like a puppy? Or a kitty?”

Hayleigh sounded genuinely curious, like she was trying to understand, not like she was judging, which helped.

“Hayleigh’s afraid of cows,” Sadie whispered.

“I’m notafraidof them,” Hayleigh said, scowling.

“Uh huh. That’s why you avoid Stella, Ana, and Elsa,” Wren chimed in. “You pet all the other animals.”

“I’m not afraid of them, they’re just not my favorite,” Hayleigh insisted. “Although, I do want to point out that cows kill more people than sharks every year, so if I were afraid of them, I’d have good reason to be.”

All of them laughed, and then jumped when Patrick’s deep voice interrupted them. The trio on the other side of the pen immediately looked guilty and Hayleigh clutched the container to her stomach like it could protect her.

“What are you three doing here?”

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