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Firaga stretched softly in the morning air. The sun was rising, and it was already turning out to be an unusually warm February day. Her tail flicked, her shorts and sports bra clinging to her form. She was about ready to get started... And then Truffle rounded the corner, panting softly, but smiling and waving as she spies Firaga.
The cow had always loved running, ever since she was a kid. Of course, Firaga knew very well that things started to change when the bovine's udder started to develop, leading to some... embarrassment and discomfort. But here in the city, there were tailors and stores that could help out with it. The bovine wore pants with a bit of a pouch to help steady her udder, but the mouse could see that it was already growing a bit damp around the teats. Not that Truffle seemed to mind. Firaga had a certain... level of control over the bovine.
Coming in alongside her, the couple begin to run, Firaga enjoying watching her girlfriend's assets bounce and jiggle, while Truffle seemed a bit embarrassed, as usual, from the attention. "Good to see you're getting back into running! Such a good girl!"
Truffle, instinctively, shudders softly, the sports on her pants growing more damp, as well as spots appearing on her top. "Moo~" she coos out, a programmed action to those words: Feel pleasure, spurt milk, moo, and don't notice it. Not immediately at least.
"We should try this other trail," Firaga comments, pointinf off the asphault and onto a dirt path. It was tougher, but well-used by those a bit more serious. Firaga was a user of it, though Truffle stuck to the simple path.
"I... I don't think I'm quite ready for that," Truffle comments, blushing. The bovine was, unfortunately, always unsure of herself, always of low self-esteem.
Firaga, thinking for a moment, smiles. "Well, I think you can handle the path, my little Milkmaid~" Truffle nearly staggers, pupils dilating, beginning to slow down, until Firaga adds, "We'll keep running on this one, though," the flame mouse continues, guiding her along the more public path. "You like it when people stare at you when you run," she adds. It wasn't a question, it was a statement, one that burrowed into the bovine's mind. "You enjoy feeling your udders bounce about still, right? Starting to feel quite wet?" Truffle moos in affirmation to each of those.
Smiling, Firaga reaches over, giving the bovine a grope to her rump. Normally Truffle would get flustered and embarrassed, but right now she was awaiting input, orders, suggestions... She didn't mind. In fact, Firaga thought she enjoyed it, but it was hard to tell. After all, this whole "Milkmaid" thing predated their entire relationship, from strangers to lovers.
"Let's see what trouble me and my Milkmaid can do, then~"
This is my second sketch from DbD from January. DbD took the idea and ran with it, and added in some details that I thought were cute. I don't get enough done of Truffle, mostly because some artists aren't too keen on doing udders. That mostly just means that I should get a non-udder'd variant of her done when I get a new ref sheet for her, I think. But I digress.
Her "Milkmaid" thing isn't something I've fiddled around too much with art-wise. I like it, I think it's cute, and I like the idea of Firaga toying with Truffle, more in a loving way than anything else. Though, in my mind, I like to think it started with Truffle, tweaking a friend she had a crush on to take matters into her hands a bit more and more... But i digress. Not everything's set in stone yet, besides Firaga and Truffle being a couple and whatnot.
Anyway...
Truffle Bomb belongs to me.
This piece was done by the ever-wonderful
DbD
The cow had always loved running, ever since she was a kid. Of course, Firaga knew very well that things started to change when the bovine's udder started to develop, leading to some... embarrassment and discomfort. But here in the city, there were tailors and stores that could help out with it. The bovine wore pants with a bit of a pouch to help steady her udder, but the mouse could see that it was already growing a bit damp around the teats. Not that Truffle seemed to mind. Firaga had a certain... level of control over the bovine.
Coming in alongside her, the couple begin to run, Firaga enjoying watching her girlfriend's assets bounce and jiggle, while Truffle seemed a bit embarrassed, as usual, from the attention. "Good to see you're getting back into running! Such a good girl!"
Truffle, instinctively, shudders softly, the sports on her pants growing more damp, as well as spots appearing on her top. "Moo~" she coos out, a programmed action to those words: Feel pleasure, spurt milk, moo, and don't notice it. Not immediately at least.
"We should try this other trail," Firaga comments, pointinf off the asphault and onto a dirt path. It was tougher, but well-used by those a bit more serious. Firaga was a user of it, though Truffle stuck to the simple path.
"I... I don't think I'm quite ready for that," Truffle comments, blushing. The bovine was, unfortunately, always unsure of herself, always of low self-esteem.
Firaga, thinking for a moment, smiles. "Well, I think you can handle the path, my little Milkmaid~" Truffle nearly staggers, pupils dilating, beginning to slow down, until Firaga adds, "We'll keep running on this one, though," the flame mouse continues, guiding her along the more public path. "You like it when people stare at you when you run," she adds. It wasn't a question, it was a statement, one that burrowed into the bovine's mind. "You enjoy feeling your udders bounce about still, right? Starting to feel quite wet?" Truffle moos in affirmation to each of those.
Smiling, Firaga reaches over, giving the bovine a grope to her rump. Normally Truffle would get flustered and embarrassed, but right now she was awaiting input, orders, suggestions... She didn't mind. In fact, Firaga thought she enjoyed it, but it was hard to tell. After all, this whole "Milkmaid" thing predated their entire relationship, from strangers to lovers.
"Let's see what trouble me and my Milkmaid can do, then~"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~This is my second sketch from DbD from January. DbD took the idea and ran with it, and added in some details that I thought were cute. I don't get enough done of Truffle, mostly because some artists aren't too keen on doing udders. That mostly just means that I should get a non-udder'd variant of her done when I get a new ref sheet for her, I think. But I digress.
Her "Milkmaid" thing isn't something I've fiddled around too much with art-wise. I like it, I think it's cute, and I like the idea of Firaga toying with Truffle, more in a loving way than anything else. Though, in my mind, I like to think it started with Truffle, tweaking a friend she had a crush on to take matters into her hands a bit more and more... But i digress. Not everything's set in stone yet, besides Firaga and Truffle being a couple and whatnot.
Anyway...
Truffle Bomb belongs to me.
This piece was done by the ever-wonderful
DbD
Category Artwork (Digital) / General Furry Art
Species Cow
Size 695 x 900px
File Size 139.3 kB
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