Bell had enjoyed his life growing up in the small mountain village, with his grandpa, who happened to be the god Zeus.

Early on, he had come to know that his parents were legendary heroes, who had sacrificed their lives as they had helped to take down the one eyed black dragon.

Despite the fact he never got to know them, Bell had grown up admiring great heroes that had lived under the age of the gods. His grandfather had read him stories since he was small, teaching him all about the age of gods and heroes.

But that age had ended now.

Zeus had retired, wanting to live a quiet life in a mountain village that happened to have a hot spring. Zeus had turned the place into a small holiday resort, hardly known but popular with it's regular visitors.

He could spend his days living quietly, raising his adopted grandson and peeking whenever he got the chance.

Bell had loved growing up with the old god, but on the day of his sixteenth birthday, he had a visitor.

Zeus's old friend Hermes had arrived, Bell had met him many times as he had grown up and treated Hermes like an absent uncle who only visited when he could.

"Happy birthday Bell-kun!"

Hermes had smiled at him as he arrived. Dressed as ever in his green travelling clothes and his tan floppy hat with a feather in it.

"I have such a present for you!"

He glanced at Zeus with a grin. His eyes shining knowing exactly the gift he had brought Bell today.

"Uncle Hermes! It's good to see you!"

Bell called out as the god walked into the room. Bell embraced him, happy to see him once again, it had been over a year since Hermes last visited. The two hugged and Hermes slapped Bell on the back.

After Zeus and Hermes had caught up for a while with the recent news about what the various gods were up to, which Bell had little interest in, Hermes said something to Zeus and they both turned and looked at Bell. Zeus, he noticed, had a particular twinkle in his eye.

A wide grin spread on Zeus's face.

"Bell…"

His eyes shined… Bell knew that look, it was the same as when he was about to peek at some naked women.

"What are you up to grandpa?" He asked with a curious tilt of his head.

Zeus stood and wrapped his arm in his shoulders.

"Bell… I have the best job in the world for you. Hermes and I have invested in a farm just outside of Orario. It's perfect for you Bell. You already know how to handle livestock, the city is there for you to explore."

"And.." He coughed. "I know you're a little bit sweet on that girl, Lucy. But Bell…"

He laughed and slapped his knee.

"You haven't seen the beauties out there! Only this tiny village!"

Hermes nodded along as Zeus spoke with a big grin on his face.

"Bell… Hermes and I have been working on this for years. It's a very specialist farm, but it makes an absolute fortune. It's a dream job. You're going to be a very happy man, Bell."

"I.. mean sure.. I guess.." Bell replied, not entirely sure what to say.

Zeus laughed as Hermes smiled at him.

"Go pack your bags Bell-kun, we leave in the morning."

…

It had only taken them a few days to travel to Orario, Hermes had a horse and cart ready, almost as if he knew that Bell would accept the job offer.

Hermes had dropped him off at the Zeus mansion that evening and given him the key. He had prepped the larder and fridge with food, Bell had taken a brief look around at the giant building, found a bedroom and after cooking and eating, had slept for the night.

He woke the next morning, prepared for the day, then looked down at the address written on the piece of paper Hermes had given him.

It was outside of Orario, he had to leave by the south gate and travel a few miles down the main road before he would find a large farm.

Having prepared himself a lunch, he checked his appearance in the mirror one final time, locked up and left for the day.

Bell was rather surprised as he approached the place.

The farm he had grown up on was little, but this place was massive and was surrounded by tall walls.

He was surprised to find two armed adventurers standing at the main gate.

"Hey…" He said, a little unsure as he approached.

"Uh.. I'm the new guy… Bell Cranel."

One of the guards just nodded at him at proceed to open the gate.

"Hey! Jameson!" The guard shouted out.

Bell looked through the gate to see what could only be described as an industrial farm complex.

It was nothing like the little farm he had grown up on, with its single barn and small fields with little fences.

This place was titanic in comparison and the sheer sight overwhelmed Bell.

A massive barn was at the centre of everything, it was four times the size of any barn that Bell had ever seen before.

Looking around the courtyard he had just stepped into, he could see several small buildings that were obviously offices, but he also saw great silos, several other barns and a very opulent building that seemed rather out of place.

Looking around, he saw several green fields that were full of..

Full of…

Girls?

Really?

But at this distance, that's what Bell saw…

Each field was full of various girls…

"Huh…" He said quietly to himself as he turned noticing a man approaching him.

"You Bell?"

Bell looked up taking him in. The man, 'Jameson.' Bell guessed from the guards call, was much older than him, he had long grey hair tied back in a ponytail, with stony grey eyes, but he smiled at Bell and didn't seem intimidating.

"Yeah!.. Uh Hey, Yeah.. I'm Bell."

"Course you are, hair and eyes like that, who else could you be? Zeus and Hermes told me all about you. So you're a farmer right?"

Bell nodded.

"Great! You'll fit right in."

"So…" Bell glanced back at the fields again. The fields are full of girls frolicing.

"What's this about?" Bell asked, utterly surprised at what he was seeing.

"Ha-ha-ha." The old man laughed.

"You'll see. You just entered heaven kid… You just don't know it yet."

Bell gave him an odd look, what was he talking about?

He looked back at the field, admiring some of the beauties in the distance, when a certain girl caught his eye.

She was stunning, blue hair and green eyes, a perfect body, but the thing that really caught Bell's heart was, even at this distance, he could see how sad she was. She was standing alone, leaning up against a fence, resting on both arms. She was sighing to herself. Bell couldn't help but notice she was as far away from the other girls as she could be.

She looked so alone.

"Bah." Jameson scoffed as he noticed Bell looking at her.

"That ones a failure, don't bother with her."

Bell glanced at him and tilted his head.

"You'll see. So what was your name? Bell right?"

"Yeah."

Bell stopped and bowed to him

"It's very nice to meet you, I'm Bell Cranel."

The old man just laughed at him.

"None of that formal shit boy. You're Bell, I'm Jameson, got it?"

"Got it." Bell nodded.

"Now, follow me, let's get you started with basic training."

…

Bell blinked as they finally finished four hours of basic safety training, everything of which Bell already knew having grown up as a farmer, finally exiting the building into the bright sun again.

"Now…" Jameson smiled down at him.

"Come boy… And I'll show you the milking room."

"Alright." Bell shrugged, he'd milked cows before, this would be nothing special.

A few minutes later, they had crossed over the farm to the giant barn in the middle.

As they approached, Bell began to notice several warning signs on the door.

'Noise hazard!' One of them said.

'Ear defenders required.' Another had written in bold letters.

The old man smiled and picked up a pair of ear defenders that were hooked on the wall, handing them to Bell before grabbing his own and putting them on his head.

He placed his hand on the door handle before looking back at Bell, who was standing there holding the ear defenders in his hands.

The old man nodded at him and Bell placed the safety equipment on his head, not quite understanding what was going on.

As his hearing was robbed from him, Jameson nodded at him again and opened the door.

Despite the ear protection, Bell was overwhelmed with noise.

The crying of women, as they orgasmed over and over again hit his ears, everything from low deep moans to girls screaming out with lust.

'What in the absolute fuck?'

Bell thought as he crossed the threshold and entered the milking room for the first time.

He thought the sound of a hundred women all coming at the same time had been enough to shock him, but as he entered the massive barn, it was the sight and smell that overwhelmed him.

Around him were girls… strapped in place and having their tits milked with suction cups. He glanced again as he began to understand what he was really seeing.

They weren't just girls, they were cowgirls. They had cow ears and tails, tiny little horns. Most of them had massive tits, but they all varied.

Blondes, brunettes, dark hair, light hair, dark skin, light skin, one of them was an amazon! All variations of cowgirl were on display in this milking room, all getting milked with the suction cups on their breast, but most importantly, all of them.

Every last one of them.

And this was the bit Bell really couldn't get over.

Every last one of them was being fucked by their own personal magic stone powered dildo.

As Bell walked down the aisle, cow girl after cow girl on either side of him, their tits squirting their milk, their pussies leaking hard as each one was fucked. He noticed each one had a custom dildo, programmed to their liking. Several just lay there gently, blushing hard, others liked it a bit harder. One was screaming her heart out, bucking up wildly as she was fucked harder than any other cowgirl there. Bell's eyes went wide as he noticed her. He'd never seen that face on a girl before, her tongue hanging out, her eyes rolled back in her head.

Jameson glanced down at him a few times, laughing internally at Bell's shock.

Despite the size of the place, they soon reached the door at the end, and both took off their headphones when the old man closed the door.

Bell tried really hard to pretend he didn't have a semi on right now.

Jameson grinned at him.

"Wh...wh.. H.." Bel just looked at him, kinda shocked.

A room full of cowgirls getting milked.

Jameson grinned even harder.

"Follow me Bell, come taste them. Then.. you'll understand."

Bell took a moment to get his breath back.

"Ok Boss."

Bell nodded, his mind in a spin. What the hell was going on? Wait..

Zeus! ZEUS! Of course!

Bell smacked his fist in his hand.

"That old pervert!" He muttered to himself.

"Heh, yup." Jameson laughed at him.

"That old pervert owns this place, Bell."

Bell rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, He told me, thinking about it.. It's just.. He didn't tell me anything about it."

"Ha-ha-ha." Jameson laughed.

"Now.. you have seen the main production room, but we have specialist cow goddess's Bell."

"Wait… Goddess's?"

"Hmm? Yes Bell, all the girls here are cow goddesses. They give the best milk. Now…"

"Wait what? Cow goddesses?"

"Yes, they give the best milk. Moving on, so your job is to look after the best of them."

He sighed as if it was a chore.

"I'm not going to lie Bell, they are hard work, but they give the best milk."

'Why does he keep saying that? They give the best milk?' Bell kept asking himself.

"Astrea, Hestia, Demeter.. Treat them well and they will let you milk them. Freya… Freya on the other hand."

He shook his head.

"We haven't found a man able to milk her for months… stubborn bitch. But her milk is worth ten times the others…" He shook his head.

"Heh, kid, you milk Freya and I'll give you a bonus!"

"Wait.. Freya.. Cow goddesses? What the fuck.. What have I just got myself into?"

"Well. kid… Your job.. Is to make the best four cow goddesses happy, so they give milk. And when I say happy, I do mean it."

Bell frowned for a moment… He wasn't stupid, he'd just seen around a hundred cow goddesses getting milked and fucked.

"When you say happy…"

Bell gave him a serious look.

Jameson's grin spread across his face.

"Exactly. You got it, Bell."

"I gotta…" Bell trailed off.

"That's right! You'll work farm duties most of the time, but when the goddesses want to get milked. You're going to fuck them Bell. If they like you. Heh… Though…"

Jameson glanced him up and down.

"You're pretty unique kid… and these eternal goddesses like something that entertains them."

The two entered a small back room and Jameson picked up two glasses from the side.

"Hmm..." "I take it this is the first time you've ever tried goddess milk boy?"

Bell nodded watching as the man walked over to a large vat and filled the glasses up to the brim, making his way over to a table and placing them down. He motioned over for Bell to join him.

"Come sit, we have a moment before we need to continue."

Bell nodded and made his way over, taking a seat and holding the cold class in his hand. It was strange, he had always heard about goddess milk but never tasted it. Being in the middle of nowhere means it was pretty much non-existent. But after seeing everything and having a glass in his hand was something else.

"This is the average goddess. You'll find this stuff all over Orario and at a cheap price too. But seeing as you're a country boy that's not the case. Go on, have a taste."

Bell looked down at the glass and wondered.

'How much different from actual cows is it?"

He knocked the glass back. His eyes went wide as a sudden surge of flavour filled his mouth. Each second brought something new but it was faint and barely lasted more than a brief second.

"Wow!"

He stared at the empty glass in amazement and smiled. It was unlike anything he had ever tasted. In fact he was a little disappointed in himself that he thought to chug it back like he had.

"Good right?" Jameson asked, looking to gauge the boy's reaction.

Bell licked his lips and placed the glass down.

"Definitely! I can see now why it's so popular."

Jameson let out a huge grin as he got back to his feet.

"Hehe you think that was good, wait here a second.. while I get our... deluxe taster and you can.."

His grin only grew as he picked up four shot glasses from under a nearby counter.

"Understand why we do this."

Bell sat for a moment really wondering what he had got himself into, he followed the man as he headed over to a series of small barrels. Each one looked handcrafted and decorated in a unique way with a large plack in the middle no doubt with additional information.

Jameson carefully opened the taps just enough to fill each glass. Though he seemed especially careful with the last one. Once he was done he carried them over on a tray and placed them in front of Bell.

"Now..."

He took a seat lining each one in a row.

"Try each one of these.. tell me what you taste.. then I'll tell you which goddess it was..."

Bell looked a little confused but as he stared at the shot glasses he found himself drooling with anticipation. Average goddess milk was like nothing he ever tasted. But this… He could tell this was special. He didn't hesitate to pick up the first.

He took a moment to smell it first, just like Zeus had done whenever Hermes had brought a fine wine.

It smelt, like the harvest festival, when the village had stalls out. Like the first fresh baked bread from the first harvest that year. It didn't remind him of home, but the hope that they would survive the winter.

"Mmm it was very sweet, thick and creamy too… It coated my tongue. It was similar to the first glass but was still way different.."

Jameson nodded. "Demeter... The cheapest of our premium collection but as you can probably tell, still way above your average goddess.."

He moved the glass back and continued.

"Still she sells more than anyone else and like you rightly pointed out hers is still more different then the others. Now try this one."

Bell nodded, she was beyond delicious compared to his first taste... He could see why people would pay a premium for her.

He again gave a brief moment to take in the aroma. Immediately, he felt content like he was at home sitting in front of a fire with his Familia all around him.

"T-this one is... Warm! Frothy, lightly sweet with a hint of spice and cinnamon. It's not as thick as the last but way more flavourful!"

"Hestia- she's the friend of that one outside.. She was stubborn at first but special treatment means she's one of our top sellers. A lot of her milk is reserved for the Christmas season."

Bell smiled. He enjoyed that one but he could tell why it would be saved for warmer months. His whole body now felt warm and homely. But he didn't have long to think about it, as another glass was pushed his way.

"Hmmm this one seems the thinnest of the bunch upon looking." He slowly poured it into his mouth. "Wow! Unlike the last one this one was… Odd. It's strong, almost like hard liquor and yet it didn't linger like one. Though now it's mellowing out I can get hints of chocolate and fruit finally came through."

Jameson gave a surprised nod.

"Surprise you managed to get that. Astraea. Alot of older fellows request this. That and those looking to drown away themselves and their sins. Funny this stuff in large quantities can be more potent than most alcohol. Strange but also fitting of the goddess of justice."

Jameson rubbed his hands together

"Well kid last one! Ohhh and I suggest you really savour this one kid... Believe me you'll regret it if you don't!"

Bell nodded, picking up the glass. Upon inspection he couldn't see anything unique about the thickness. However the moment a single drop hit his tongue he had found himself drifting away.

"I... I feel like a kid again. It's like all my favourite things rolled into one..."

He was left speechless. Never had he tasted anything like that in his life. Even more was he had no response other than to look at the empty glass in his hand.

"Lady Freya, the best of the best. No single glass is the same. Everyone has a different experience but it will always result in instant love. She only lets us milk her once in a Blue Moon so this stuff costs a small fortune and that's just for a shot!"

"See now why I told you to savour it?"

Bell nodded, looking sad that he didn't let it last longer… Jameson smiled and picked and placed them to one side. As he turned back he motioned Bell to another door and the two headed into a different part of the complex.

"Now… Today's a rest day for all of em, so you're just gonna meet em."

Jameson grinned at him again.

"First one today is Astrea. A real beauty. But be careful with her. She's a goddess of Justice, she hates anyone who lies or tries to deceive her. So whatever you do.. Don't lie to her. You know gods and goddesses can tell when someone lies right?"

Bell raised his eyebrow at him.

"Raised by Zeus?" He deadpanned.

Bell could almost see Jameson internally facepalm.

"Anyway…"

The old man said, as he approached one of the doors in the mansion which was apparently in the middle of a farm.

He knocked gently on the door.

"Coming." A muffled response was heard.

The door opened and Bell was struck by the beauty of the cow goddess in front of him.

Bell blushed, immediately noticing that she was only wearing her underwear and no clothes at all.

Still, it was a fascinating sight.

She was stunning, an utter beauty. Long brown hair, loose running down her back and shoulders, deep blue eyes Bell thought he could get lost into.

But the lingerie set she wore was amazing.

As Bell ran his eyes over her, he took her in.

She was unbelievably pretty… He felt he could gaze at her face forever, she was so beautiful, but despite that, he had to take the rest of her in.

He loved her little brown cow ears and her tiny white little horns, just peeking from her hair.

Her tail swished gently as she looked at him.

Frozen in the moment of seeing her for the first time, his eyes glanced over her body.

Her tits were huge and despite the rather nice white stockings, panties, white gloves that went up to her elbows and a bustier that was fitted for her size, she needed to be milked, that showed from her obviously leaking nipples as her milk soaked gently through.

She blushed gently as she looked up at him.

Bell gave an embarrassed cough before introducing himself.

"Good day Lady Astrea, my name is Bell Cranel. I will be your…."

He didn't get a chance to keep speaking, she had already smiled, grabbed his collar and dragged him into the room, slamming the door shut behind them.

"L-L-L-Lady Astrea." Bell stutterd as she dragged him into the room.

Bell had hardly a chance to react as the stunning cow goddess had dragged him into her room and locked the door behind them.

He couldn't help but look over her again.

She was dressed like all the other cowgirls on the farm. Thigh high boots, white with cow patterns printed on them, the same colour as their hair. Light brown in this case. Stockings and suspenders, with knickers completed the lower half. Again printed with the same cow pattern. Bell would notice later the hole through her knickers to allow the tail.

His eyes rose to see her delicate belly and her slim waist, the top half being covered by her bustier but still leaving her belly button exposed enticingly.

The white underwear was trimmed with a delicate blue lace, Bell was having a hard time to stop himself embracing her, she was so beautiful. But even more attractively, he could see she was gently leaking. The bra that wrapped her had two small damp points as her milk had begun to seep.

W-was this his fault? Just his sheer presence, enough to get her milk flowing?

He shook the thought from his head.. He couldn't afford to be arrogant.

"So…" She giggled at him. "Bell was it?"

"Y-Yes… Lady Astrea."

She took his hand, he noticed her elbow length gloves, again white but with the cow print pattern all over, making him tremble slightly.

"Come.. Sit with me. I was just drinking my afternoon tea."

She smiled at him as she walked backwards, her arm extending until she started pulling him deeper into her apartment.

Astrea led him into her living room, a large area with a massive window looking outside onto a private garden. It was opulent, tapestries of her history on the wall, deep plush carpets, silk curtains. An extensive desk area where she studied, several large sofas around a coffee table. Bell was awestruck. This was the moment Bell began to truly understand how well these goddesses were treated. He'd spent his life living in a small farming village, he couldn't imagine living in luxury like this.

He started to understand, it was like they were royalty. Considering the tastes he had had of them earlier, he completely understood.

She poured him a cup of tea and looked at him and smiled.

"So...Bell."

Bell gulped, he had no idea what was coming next. The poor farm boy had come here expecting to look after livestock! Like the sheep or pigs he'd been looking after for years, but right now he was sitting with one of the most beautiful women he'd ever seen in his life, who happened to have cow ears and a tail.

And gigantic tits.

Which he couldn't stop looking at.

Astrea giggled.

"Hmm Fu fu fu...Like them do you ...Bell?"

"Huh?" Bell shook his head, shaking himself out of his trance.

"I…" His face flushed red as he knew exactly what he had been doing, staring at her tits.

"I…" But a massive blush spread across his face.

His head ducked down as his hair covered his eyes.

"I love them…" He whispered quietly… Astrea couldn't see it but his face was burning.

She blushed for a second and placed her hand over her mouth as she giggled, hiding her smile at his honest answer.

"Fu-fu-fu…" She laughed almost gleefully at him. "Such an honest answer...Hmmm…"

She smiled down at him and her hand reached up to stroke his cheek.

"Most men.. Wouldn't be so honest."

He looked up into her eyes as she stroked his cheek.

She smiled down at him, her thumb stroking him again.

"So… Bell… Tell me about yourself…"

Bell shivered as the goddesses thumb stoked him, how could he not?

" I… There's not much to tell...Goddess..Zeus didn't teach me much, I'm just a simple farm boy. I just… " Bell coughed, not sure how to phrase this.

Astrea smiled at him.

"Bell…" She stroked his cheek again.

She smiled at him.

"Am..Am I making you feel.." She turned away and blushed. "Uncomfortable Bell?"

"N-N-N-N-..." He blushed hard and turned away.

"I am…" She smiled gently knowing he wouldn't see. He was innocent... Oh gods he was so innocent…

She hadn't ever met anyone like this… this boy.. He didn't have an impure thought in his head.

He had turned away from her, covering his face in his shame.

She leant across his back, embracing him.

Bell tensed as he felt her massive breasts press into his back and her arms wrap around him.

"Relax Bell…" Astrea purred in his ear.

She had never been so turned on in her life. This young man was so pure.. So innocent. She was the goddess of justice… taking him… almost felt wrong… as if, if she were his first, it would upset that balance that she represented. She frowned for a moment knowing… today was a rest day, she couldn't, shouldn't be fucked and milked today. She would just have to hope he wouldn't be tempted by that bitch Freya.

'How can I make him...only mine…?"

"I-i-i-it's just You're a goddess! A-a-a-and…!"

Astrea giggled.

"I may be a goddess." She purred into his ear. "A goddess of justice. But you shouldn't be worried, Bell."

"Let us…" She gripped his hand and pulled him towards the sofa in her room.

"Get more comfortable…" She said as she led him to sit.

Astrea smiled at him and grabbed his sleeve, leading him across the room to a sofa covered in pillows.

She pushed him down gently forcing him to sit, as she smiled, her tail swished as she did.

As she pushed him down, he couldn't help but notice how her massive breast's sway in his face, almost hitting it. As he stared, he noticed the movement was hypnotic, he couldn't get enough of it.

He gulped, noticing just how close her massive breasts were to his face.

She giggled and he looked up at her again.

"N-no need to be so tense Bell…"

She had leaned in close, speaking into his ear..

"Even a goddess of Justice has a playful side..."

She blew into his ear, making him jump back in shock! No one had ever done that before!

"EH!"

Bell squealed out loud as a massive blush crossed his face.

"OH!"

Astrea stopped for a second.

"You really are…" She said, trailing off for a second.

She pulled back and sat down next to him.

"You're really innocent aren't you Bell?"

Bell blushed hard again, but nodded, looking down at his lap.

"Hmmphh…"

She pouted hard.

"A-A-Astrea…" … "Ahem… Lady Astrea… is something wrong?"

She pouted even harder and looked away.

"It's not fair, Bell… I'm a goddess of justice. I have to stay neutral."

Bell tilted his head utterly confused.

"You have to be corrupted first. I… can't take an innocent like you."

"It would upset the balance…" She muttered.

"Sorry?" Bell asked not hearing what she had just said.

"Nothing." She smiled at him.

"Still.."

Astrea smiled at him and her tail began to swish.

"Doesn't mean I can't give you a taste and tease you a bit.."

"Fu-fu-fu." She giggled at him, her eyes sparkled for a second as she smiled.

"Ever kissed a girl Bell?"

Bell blushed but nodded.

"Oh?"

She stroked his cheek.

"Not your first kiss then…"

"Then… How about this?"

She grabbed Bell's hand and placed it on her tit.

She leant into his ear.

"You're going to be doing a lot of this. Get used to it."

But all Bell could feel was a warm soft breast in his hand, a damp spot in the palm of his hand, and the warmth of her hand holding his.

She squeezed his hand gently forcing him to compress her breast making his palm damp with her milk.

"Taste it." She whispered in his ear, but he was already reaching his palm to his mouth, the smell had hit his nose in an instant and he needed it.

He brought his milk soaked palm up to his mouth and licked.

"Uhhh…." He couldn't help but cry out in pleasure at the taste.

His eyes shot back to hers with renewed passion, but his desire had taken over now.

Grabbing her bra straps from her shoulders he ripped them down.

"Bell!" Astrea giggled, but it was exactly the response she wanted.

"I…. Won't stop you taking… what you want…"

But they were free now, he could see her pert nipples leaking more than ever before, milk was dripping down her breasts.

"But…."

She leant into his ear.

"I will judge you."

Bell didn't hear a word the cow goddess said.

He just watched as her tits swayed at the same rhythm as her tail.

Each nipple ozzed a gentle amount of milk and he was holding himself back from licking.

"OH! BELL!"

Astrea gasped as Bell grabbed her tit with both his hands and mouth and sucked hard.

"AHHHHH!" She squealed, grabbing the back of his head and pulling him in tight.

"Mmmmmmm" She purred.

"Good boy."

"Ahh.."

"Ohhh.,..."

She stroked his hair as he drank deeply.

BANG BANG BANG BANG

"OI Bell!"

Someone hammered on the door again.

"I don't like what I'm hearing!"

Astrea rolled her eyes.

"Ugggh…"

She kissed Bell on top of his head, making him smile as he sucked deeply at her teat, then pushed him away.

Briefly he fought back, before relaxing with a massive smile on his face and a trickle of goddess milk dripping down his chin.

"Ahhhhhhhh….." He sighed as his eyes rolled back in contentment.

"Hmmm…"

Astrea smiled at him as she put her bra back on.

"Duty calls…"

She grabbed Bell's hand and pulled him up.

"Huh?" Bell was still half out of it having drank from a goddess cow's tits directly.

She smirked, opened the door and shoved him out.

…

"That's 10000 valis you got running down your chin boy? You know that?"

"Hmmm?" Bell just smiled at Jameson, still on a high having just drunk Astreas milk directly from her tit.

He had a dopey smile on his face as the drip rolled down his chin finally dropping to the floor with a small splat.

Jameson frowned at him, but Bell was feeling too good at that moment to notice.

"Hmmmph."

He thought he heard him mutter something under his breath like 'Not heard her cry out like that in a long while.' But Bell wasn't sure, his mind was kinda hazy right now. It wasn't like being drunk, but right now he was just filled with contentment.

Snap! Snap!

Jameson clicked his fingers in Bell's face, getting his attention.

"Huh..? Oh wait… Jameson…"

It suddenly struck Bell exactly what he just did, what he'd been quite firmly told not to do.

"Oh… ah!"

'Shit! I hope he's not going to fire me already!'

Bell bowed over as low as he could possibly go.

"I'm so sorry! She… Well…"

Bell blushed hard, he had never been seduced like that before, his mind was still in a spin about the whole experience.

Jameson snorted a sigh and shook his head.

"Don't worry about it, Bell. Guess she likes you. Just, try not to gulp down several hundred thousand valis the next time you see her? Got me?"

"Y-y-yeah… Sorry."

"Now, since she does like you, it seems it's worth keeping a knucklehead like you around. But it's not going to be all milking and fucking cow goddess's all day Bell, we gotta business to run here. Most of your duties will be standard farm work, but I guess you're used to that already."

Bell nodded.

"So, you know the drill. However, don't mean you don't get a few perks. Zeus runs this place after all, and he likes to look after his cows and that means looking after his staff. So, the usual perks. Twenty five days of holiday a year, three breaks a day."

He paused for a moment.

"But…"

A wide grin spread on his face.

"Stick around and show me that you're going to make a go of this job."

"Hmm…"

He rubbed his chin.

"Why don't we go see what you have to choose from?"

"Choose from?"

Bell asked, tilting his head in confusion.

Jameson nodded his head towards the door.

"Follow me Bell."

He led the young man out to the pasture he had seen when he entered, full of, he now realized, frolicing cow goddesses. Not girls as he had wondered before.

"Pick any one."

Jameson said as he spread his arm out across the field.

"Any one you want. Stick around and you can choose your own personal one."

"Ohhh….."

Bell glanced around the field as he pondered the thought of his own personal cow goddess.

Wait…

"WAIT WHAT?"

Bell screamed out loud, scaring the girls in the field making them scatter.

Jameson chuckled to himself.

"But.. You gotta show me you're good at this. Astrea seems to like you, let's see how you do with her to start with. You'll meet the others soon. Hestia, Demeter and that stubborn bitch Freya."

He gave an annoyed grunt.

"You milk Freya, Bell… And I'll send anyone you want to your home."

Bell glanced over the field again, seeing all the girls huddled in a corner where his shout had frightened them. Except one, who was standing alone, up against the fence where he had seen her earlier.

The blue haired cow goddess that Jameson had frowned upon before.

Jameson noticed him looking at her.

"That one again? You got a thing for blue hair Bell?"

Bell gave a soft chuckle.

"Guess I do."

He said, still looking at the sad little cow goddess, there was just something about her, he couldn't put his finger on it yet. Though as he was about to turn away their eyes briefly met. Her emerald Irises glistened in the afternoon sun. Though the connection was soon broken by a sudden call from Jameson, and he hurried after him.

…

Bell was exhausted once he finally arrived home at the end of the day. It had been a rather overwhelming experience. Once he had eaten and showered he collapsed on his bed, ready to fall straight asleep.

He gave a content sigh, with a smile on his face.

Today had been a good day.

"Zeus you old bastard…" He muttered. "You are such a pervert."