Author: | Irma Marazza | ISBN: | 9781311147356 |
Publisher: | Winters-Marazza Publishing | Publication: | April 17, 2014 |
Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
Author: | Irma Marazza |
ISBN: | 9781311147356 |
Publisher: | Winters-Marazza Publishing |
Publication: | April 17, 2014 |
Imprint: | Smashwords |
Language: | English |
Caution: This 4000-word story contains graphic sexual language. Read at your own risk
Adrianna's life as a human cow at 'Warehouse 7' continues. She is slowly transitioning from woman to lactating milk factory. But her problems go beyond the new job. More than one of the other girls want Adrianna all to herself. But Adrianna has never been that kind of girl! The curvy girl is going to find out that life on the 'farm' is not all fun and games.
Excerpt: "Chelsea looked at Adrianna’s deep brown eyes. Her wet hair was slick and fell wild onto her shoulders.
“I just wish I could find someone who wanted to be more than…just friends.”
Adrianna felt Chelsea’s hands on her waist. She wasn’t sure what she was feeling, but she didn’t pull away. Some part of her wanted to be close to Chelsea. Chelsea’s pale red lips leaned into hers. They looked so ripe and ready. Adrianna could feel Chelsea’s wet, cold body press against hers. "
Caution: This 4000-word story contains graphic sexual language. Read at your own risk
Adrianna's life as a human cow at 'Warehouse 7' continues. She is slowly transitioning from woman to lactating milk factory. But her problems go beyond the new job. More than one of the other girls want Adrianna all to herself. But Adrianna has never been that kind of girl! The curvy girl is going to find out that life on the 'farm' is not all fun and games.
Excerpt: "Chelsea looked at Adrianna’s deep brown eyes. Her wet hair was slick and fell wild onto her shoulders.
“I just wish I could find someone who wanted to be more than…just friends.”
Adrianna felt Chelsea’s hands on her waist. She wasn’t sure what she was feeling, but she didn’t pull away. Some part of her wanted to be close to Chelsea. Chelsea’s pale red lips leaned into hers. They looked so ripe and ready. Adrianna could feel Chelsea’s wet, cold body press against hers. "