Having spent the rest of the day in her room Jenn she awoke with a grumble in her stomach. She meandered down the stairs just as the light of dawn broke through the windows, thinking that she’d be alone. But instead she was greeted by the smiling faces of Jess and Henry.
“Morning Sis!” Jess said with a smile, while Henry nodded the same sentiment.
“M-morning guys” Jenn mumbled, not expecting to have to deal with Jess so soon.
Despite her best efforts, her mothers words rang in her ears. “She has a Penis; Human for now; Bull like features”. She shook her head feeling her stomach rumble once more as she immediately diverted her course, going for a glass instead. “Just thirsty. Y-you guys are up early.” She said, hiding her face behind a cupboard door. She couldn’t see the embarrassment on Jess’ face at that question, but definitely heard it in her reply.
“Oh um...I suppose you haven’t been in our room recently have you?” She stammered, causing Jenn to freeze. Henry shot a look of concern towards Jess, before she ran her hand over his, telling him it was okay. “Why don’t you come have a look…”
Jess stood up from the table, her dress jiggling as she led Jennifer towards her room. The smell of the barn overpowered Jenn’;s sense as she stepped inside, her eyes quickly glancing towards the bed, the sheets ruffled. She wondered how comfortable it was. Her hand subconscious reached out and touched at the blankets, feeling how nice they were beneath her skin.
“-Can probably guess what I was up early for.” Jennifer caught the last half of Jess’ sentence as she spun around to face her sister; and the giant milking machine that she stood next to. A few seconds of confusion later, Jenn finally clicked. “Oh god. Of course.” Jen mumbled, the revelation snapping her from her haze. Her eyes gazed down to her sister's udder before looking back at the machine. “Does it hurt?” She asked, almost absent mindedly as a flustered Jess tried her best to reply. “I um… Not really no. It’s… Honestly kind of pleasurable.” She said, breaking eye contact with her sister as she stared at the floor. Her heart began to pick up pace, the freedom of speaking about this, normalising it, made her feel good.
“Pleasureable…?” Jennifer mumbled. “How on earth do you manage that?!” Her questions still laced with naivety. The thought of strapping herself into a pleasure chair every day seemed almost impossible to fathom.
Jess let out an awkward laugh. “Let’s just say there was a learning curve…” Her mind cruising back to the time she had sucked off Henry. It seemed like it barely yesterday. She didn’t even notice that her cheeks were growing crimson.
“You’re telling me you managed to restrain yourself every time!?” Jennifer pushed again, her directness caused Jess to falter.
“Well I mean um…” She mumbled, suddenly realising how hot she was feeling. The feeling in her loins was quickly becoming much less than a memory. “Maybe… There was one…” She bit her lip, trying hard not to take herself back there.
Jennifer too was absent minded, engrossed in teasing more information out of her sister. Her own heart was pounded as each salacious detail was revealed. “Go on…?” She breathed heavily, her mouth suddenly full of saliva. Her tail swishing at an increased pace, fanning the fumes of increasingly heated sex.
“It was the first time… Dad, he milked me… And I couldn’t help myself…” Jess breathing became more labored, her new penis twitched with excitement, eagerly roaring to life as it bulged upwards, pressing against her udder, hidden from Jenn’s glare. She didn’t need much more coaxing as the rest of the story flowed liberally from her lips. “His cock was too big for his boxers. It burst free… It was so thick, so pungent… I couldn’t help but wrap my lips around it…”
Everything came to a standstill as Jennifer and Jess eyed one another from across the room. Each one frozen in their place, desperate for the other one to make a move. Beneath her dress, Jess’ cock ached, wanting to be free. Wanting attention. Jennifer could picture it. Wanting nothing more than to spin and present herself, her tail was already lifting the back of her own dress-up enough to make the job easy. One of them just had to make the first move.