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#FupaFuckinLICIOUS 💙🍽♠️👅
Just thinking about being taken into a barn filled with other cows. The moment I pass through the wooden doors, my humanity fades. The farm hands around me ignore my greetings completely and only acknowledge my boyfriend. He takes me to a stall and chainsme there, all while chatting with the other handlers about the size and fertility of their respective cattle. I try to greet the cow in the stall next to me, but she just replies with an angry snort. I realize I’m bigger than her and start to feel like I did something wrong. I look next to my leash and notice a hose. Instinctively i begin sucking on it. The most delicious mixture pours into my mouth, and as I chug away my belly begins to swell and feel warm. My pussy starts to drip and my thighs become wet with my juices. A hand slaps my ass hard. “You like that, don’t you, Bess?” my handler hisses as he cups my cunt. “I could fuck those fat thighs so easily right now.” A buzzer sounds and his hand moves to my leash, “it’s time,” he says. The other cows and I are led to form a line to go somewhere. I look at my handler nervously, “don’t worry,” he assures. We’re led to an exterior corridor that leads to another building. I look out into the night trying to understand where I am. Once in the other building, I can see an auditorium filled with people. A booming voice speaks rapidly, “wellll-everybody-here-comes-the-stock-can-we-get-some-applause-toniiiiight.” It’s an auction. Despite being third in line, a strange man pulls me up front. He tells my handler, “someone wants her bad.” He pulls me on stage and the crowd claps. “From RH farms we have Bess, can we start the bidding at $1,000, that’s $1,000.” The handler pulls me onto a strange metal platform as the auctioneer shouts numbers. A digital display reads “300lbs.” When did that happen? The numbers being shouted raise quickly. “$30,000 going once, twice, SOLD! To the gentleman in black, the one and only owner of Paradise Farms.” I look around and don’t see my boyfriend anywhere. I’m lead off stage and see my new owner high fiving the people around him. He approaches me, tagging gun in hand, smiling ear to ear. “You’re gonna make quite the brood cow, Bess.
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OMGGGG is that the #FUPA ..?? 👑💦♠️💍💙🏆 .... #bbwLovinFupaGrabber #TmGs
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