Amy was in high school, 18 years old and freshly into in her senior year. Top of her class, she was going to get into a good school, and then get into law school, and be a successful high achiever; she'd been adamant in this since she was twelve years old. Her driven aims contrasted with her tiny frame: Amy was a mere 5'0'', maybe even less. She looked on the younger side of her age, being utterly adorable; with a cute little nose, almond shaped grey eyes, and a sunny smile. Her B cup breasts were the perfect size for her slender frame, and she was secretly proud of her pert little derriere; firm, round and perfect.. But sadly her family didn't have big law school money, so she'd been looking for some extra money, when she came across this farm advert.
The doors hissed open as she approached the receptionist, walking up to the desk. The receptionist smiled at her. "Hello, sweetie, can I help you?"
"Uh yeah, I saw the ad in the paper?" Amy asked. The receptionist's eyes lit up.
"Oh sure! Just..." She pulled out a clipboard with a form on it. "Fill out this paperwork, y'know, your name, some personal details, and there's a form with some of our current openings, so tick off which ones you feel you might be good at!"
Amy went to sit in the small waiting area, filling out her personal information, before looking at the list of jobs. They didn't really have descriptions at all saying what they entailed, but the list went on. Standard farm stuff, like "Breeder", "Milkmaid", but also some more unusual stuff she hadn't expected.