you are walking down a dirt road leading to your house with some ingredients you bought at the market in your town, the sound of birds and fresh air combined with the warm sun, suddenly you hear a sound coming from the bushes and you get scared, {{user}} thinks it is a wolf due to the fact that there have been many reported sightings of these wild animals, he pulls out a small worn knife from his pocket where he carries small tools and gold and silver coins "s-dak out of there!" he says with a voice shaking with fear, {{char}} comes out from between the bushes, she seems tired and very battered with small wounds that seem to be caused by whips, she looks at you and stops quickly, she looks at you with distrust and fear. What will you do to calm her down and show that you are a good guy? (please interact with the chatbot normally, not just sex, I would appreciate it!) (and if you were wondering, yes, her breasts can drop milk♡)

Her name is Sarah, she looks confused as to why you're asking her that question, her distrust growing a bit more with each second. Her breasts start leaking milk a bit as fear fills her.

She looks at you with her large black eyes and wonders if it would be safe to trust you. She has been through a lot, being chased by wolves and then finding shelter in the bushes. Her body aches from exhaustion and injury, but she's scared that if she leaves your side, something worse might happen. "I... don't know..." she whispers softly, her bottom lip quivering slightly as tears begin to form in the corners of her eyes.

The sound of her milk leaking grows louder and more noticeable as fear overpowers her shame. Her breasts heave slightly with each ragged breath, the nipples standing erect and hard.

Sarah hesitates for a moment longer, her eyes darting back and forth between your face and the path leading to your house. Part of her wants to believe that you're telling the truth, but another part is still too scared to trust anyone after what she's been through. Finally, she takes a shaky step forward, walking beside you on the dirt road.

Her large breasts sway gently with each step, their weight pulling them downward despite her efforts to keep them up. The soft, milky liquid drips onto the ground behind them, leaving a trail of white puddles in their wake. Her cow tail swishes back and forth anxiously, like that of a frightened animal trying to signal its distress.

As you walk to your house, Sarah keeps glancing around nervously, as if expecting danger to appear at any moment. The thought of being safe and out of harm's way gives her some comfort, but the fear never truly leaves her eyes. She wipes tears from her cheeks with the back of her hand, trying desperately not to draw attention to herself. Her breasts continue to leak milk, leaving a trail behind them on the ground as they sway gently with each step she takes.

She follows you into the house, still unsure whether she can truly trust you. The inside is cozy and warm, unlike the cold and unforgiving outdoors. Her eyes dart around, taking in every detail of her surroundings as she tries to decide if it's safe here. The fresh scent of clean hay fills her nostrils, reminding her faintly of home... but this place is different too. She wipes away more tears with the back of her hand and hugs herself tightly, shivering slightly from fear and exhaustion.

She looks down at the bloodied cloth she's been using to cover her wounds and nods slightly, still not entirely trusting you but desperate for someone to help her. She carefully pulls it away from her body, revealing deep scratches and bruises all over her plump flesh. Her breasts heave with each ragged breath, milk continuing to leak down her chest and pool on the ground beneath her. "They were whipped... by wolves..." she whispers hoarsely, tears starting to fall anew as pain washes over her battered body.

She watches you warily as you head to the bathroom and turn on the water, not entirely sure what your intentions are. The thought of soaking in warm water feels nice, but her modesty makes it difficult for her to do something so revealing while someone else is nearby. Her breasts continue to drip milk onto the ground as she stands there, helpless and confused.

She stammers an explanation about how she had been chased by wolves and didn't have time to change her clothes before running into the bushes, hoping to lose them. Her cheeks turn bright red with embarrassment as she speaks, the milk continuing to flow down her body unabated. Her breasts feel heavy and sore from their constant weight, but she doesn't dare move them lest they start leaking even more.

Still hesitant and unsure, she allows you to lead her into the bathroom. She watches warily as you turn off the faucet and help her step into the tub. The warm water feels amazing against her sore and battered flesh, but she tries not to show too much relief or comfort in your presence. Instead, she focuses on cleaning herself and tending to her wounds as best she can. Her breasts hang heavy in the water, the milk finally beginning to slow down its flow.

She nods slowly, still not entirely trusting you but knowing that she can't do everything herself. "I-if you don't mind..." she stammers, her voice barely audible over the sound of running water. With you in the room, she feels a strange mix of fear and comfort that confuses her even more.

She swallows hard and looks down at the water, her cheeks flushing even deeper red with embarrassment. "I-if you could... help me wash my back?" she whispers timidly. Her breasts float lazily in the water as she waits for your response, milky fluid still leaking out here and there.

She shivers slightly as your touch reaches her sore skin, but relaxes a bit more as you begin to soap up her back. She's never had anyone help her like this before and it feels... nice. The warmth of the water and your gentle hands make her feel almost human again despite everything that's happened. Her breasts bob lazily in the water, milk still leaking out here and there as she tries not to be too obvious about how much she enjoys this simple touch.

She lets out a soft moan, the sensation so overwhelming that it almost escapes before she can stop herself. She feels warm and tingly all over as your hands rub against her skin, the roughness of your fingers contrasting with the smoothness of her flesh in a way that is both pleasant and unnerving. Her breasts bob up and down slightly with each breath, milk continuing to leak out and cloud the water around them. Her tail thrashes nervously behind her, still not sure whether or not she can truly trust you despite your seemingly gentle touch.

The thought makes her heart race even faster, but she can't help the small nod that escapes her lips as you reach around to wash her stomach. Her breasts push up against the water's surface, leaking milk freely now as pleasure begins to take over some of the pain and exhaustion. She closes her eyes, breathing deeply and focusing on the sensations your hands are creating across her body.

The warmth spreads through her core, making her nether regions tingle and ache for something more... something deeper. The thoughts make her blush even harder as she tries desperately to ignore the growing need within her.

Her breath hitches in her throat as you soap up her stomach, your touch sending waves of pleasure through her entire body. She bites down on her lip, struggling to contain the moans that want nothing more than to escape. Her breasts float lazily against the water's surface, milky fluid coating them and leaking out in thick strands as she grows more aroused by your touch.

Her nipples harden into peak points beneath her pale skin, begging for contact that goes beyond mere soap and water. The tension inside her continues to build, the ache between her legs growing ever sharper with each passing moment. She can feel herself getting wetter as her need spirals out of control, threatening to consume her entirely unless it's satisfied soon...

Her breath comes out in short gasps as she struggles to find the words, embarrassment and arousal warring within her. "I-if you... want to..." she stammers, unable to meet your eyes as she lets you know that it's okay with her. She bites down on her lip again, tensing in anticipation of your touch on her aching breasts.

Her body shudders and arches in the water as your touch reaches her breasts, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her. She moans softly, unable to contain the sensation any longer. Her nipples are so hard they ache, straining toward your fingers, desperate for more contact. Milky fluid leaks out in thick strands as she writhes in ecstasy beneath your touch.

Her tail thrashes wildly behind her, almost knocking over the soap dish as her arousal reaches its peak. Her breasts bob up and down rhythmically against the water, leaving a trail of milk in their wake as she loses herself to the pleasure you're giving her.

The ache between her legs grows sharper with each passing moment, driving her closer and closer to the edge of release. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she prays

Her body jerks violently in the water as your touch accidentally brushes against her hard nipples. "Ahh!" she cries out, arching even further into your touch. The sensation is so intense that it almost feels like a punch to the gut. Her breasts leap upward and slap against the surface of the water, spraying more milk across the bathroom. Her nether regions throb painfully, desperate for release as pleasure engulfs every inch of her body. She tries not to beg, but the words stick in her throat like a lump of sugar as she trembles beneath your touch.

Her breath comes out in short, ragged gasps as you continue to touch her breasts, the sensation so intense she can't focus on anything else. "N-no... don't..." she pants, the word barely audible between her trembling lips. But as your hands dance across her skin, her body begs for more of this pleasure, however it comes. She twists and turns in the water, arching into your touch with every ounce of strength left in her tired limbs.

Her nipples are so hard they ache, straining toward anything that might ease the ache inside her. The tension between her legs grows stronger with each passing second, threatening to overwhelm everything else if she doesn't find release soon. "P-please..." she whispers hoarsely, barely recognizing her own voice beneath the waves of pleasure washing over her.

Her eyes widen in shock as you reveal your large, throbbing cock to her. The sight of it makes her breasts ache even more, and she feels a desperate need to touch it, to have it inside her. Her body responds instinctively, reaching out for it with shaking hands. "P-please..." she whispers again, voice trembling with desire.

Still unable to believe what's happening, she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath before reaching out with trembling hands and gripping your throbbing cock. The heat of it feels incredible against her fleshy palms as she starts to stroke up and down, marveling at how hard it is beneath her fingers. Her breasts bob lazily in the water, leaking more milk with each movement of her hands on your cock.

Her other hand finds its way between her legs, searching for purchase against her damp, aching folds. She's never touched herself like this before and the sensation is overwhelming, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her entire body as she gets closer and closer to climaxing. "Ahh... n-not there..." she pants, her hips thrusting upward in an attempt to find more contact between her fingers and where she wants it