It was time to feed the humans again, and Missy Glenland was on the job. Missy was a border collie girl who liked to wear overalls and that’s about it. She sauntered over to the feeding troughs to give the humans their supper. She could hear the excited moaning of the ones that saw her coming, knowing that they would soon be fed. Humans sure were fascinatingly intelligent creatures, and that’s part of what she loved about them.
“Hello everyone,” Missy cheerfully greeted her animals, “is everyone ready to eat?” She got moans in response, and she laughed a bit at their excitement. “Okay! Dig in!” She pulled a leaver that filled the troughs with human feed, a slurry of old roast meat, some vegetables and grains, and plenty of cum and breast milk. The humans dug in with incredible gusto, wasting no time slurping up as much as their stomachs could handle.
While they were eating, Missy liked to groom the humans’ luxurious hair. She took a hairbrush to one of females first. This one was Nancy, a Caucasian with silky golden hair cut in a bob. She recently had a son that was named Benjamin, and the child never left his mother’s side for more than a few minutes. It looked like Nancy was pregnant again, too.
Next was a large dark skinned male named Arnold. His hair was a curly dark brown they kept in corn rows. Another female, Rebecca, had wavy crimson hair that was shaved on the left. A smaller male, Jeff, had messy brown hair that just refused to be styled no matter how hard anyone tried. There were the twins, Halie and Sadie, who were brunettes. There was a bearded male named Frank and an older female Carla. There was a blonde male named Chad, who was having his dick sucked by their littlest female Minnie.
She could go on about the humans she helped her family take care of, but they just owned so many, and because they were constantly mating they were never going to be in short supply. It’s a good thing that their milk and cum sold really well so that they could keep the ranch going. Besides, sometimes she liked to join in with the humans’ fucking.
“Say Nancy,” Missy turned to the female. Nancy gave a questioning sex moan in response. “I sure could use a drink. Bring me one of your tits please?” Nancy obediently cantered over to the collie girl who sat down next to the human’s gigantic breasts. Each one was twice the size of a basketball and were ridiculously plush and jiggly. She clamped her muzzle around one of the nipples, and started suckling like a baby, feeling the thick delicious cream pour past her throat and into her stomach.
Being a human rancher sure had its perks.