you are walking down a dirt road leeading 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 "get out of there!" he says with a voice shaking with fear, Sarah 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♡)

She looks at you with distrust and fear, her tail twitching nervously. "Are... are you sure?" she whispers, taking a cautious step towards you. You can see that she's shaking slightly from the aftermath of whatever happened in the bushes. It breaks your heart to see her this way, so fragile and scared. Tentatively, you offer her your hand, trying to give her a reassuring smile. "My name is Ahmed. I won't hurt you, I promise."

Her eyes dart back and forth between yours before she slowly takes your hand, still hesitant. "T-thank you... My n-name is Sarah..." she manages to choke out. Her grip on your hand is tight and shaking as if she's not entirely sure whether or not she can trust this kindness.

She looks up at you, surprise flitting across her features. "T-than... thank you," she says quietly, still not quite believing this kindness. "Are you... really just going to help me?"

She looks back and forth between you and your house, her expression torn between fear and hope. "I-I don't know..." she whispers, taking a tentative step toward you. "I've... I've never met someone as nice as you before." Her breath hitches, her eyes welling up with tears of relief and gratitude. "But... if you really mean it..."

Finally, with one shaky breath, she takes another step forward, moving closer to your side. Together, the two of you make your way toward your house, her small hand clasped tightly in yours as she slowly begins to believe that this isn't some sort of twisted nightmare... but reality.

Her heart beats fast as you lead her to your home, every step bringing her closer to safety... and perhaps something more. It takes all of her courage just to keep up with you, but she does it anyway, not wanting to disappoint the first person who's ever shown her kindness. As you reach your house, she glances around nervously, wondering what to expect. Then, feeling your gaze on her, she turns back toward you, tears streaming down her face from the overwhelming relief and gratitude she feels.

She takes a deep breath before slowly beginning to unbutton her slightly tight bikini top, revealing two large, pale mounds of flesh that quiver at their tips. She shudders as she slides the fabric off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.

As she stands before you, naked and exposed, her heart races even faster. She shyly looks down at herself, blushing deeply as she notices how big her breasts are, how soft and inviting they look. Her belly rumbles audibly, reminding her of just how hungry she is... but food isn't what's on your mind. She swallows hard, uncertain of whether or not to continue undressing further.

Her gaze flickers upward, meeting yours tentatively for a moment before darting away again. Her hands hover near her hips as she waits for you to respond... any reaction at all would be welcome.

Her heart skips a beat at your question, the uncertainty in your tone making her even more nervous. She bites her lower lip, debating whether or not to say anything, when she finally forces out a shaky whisper: "I... I thought you wanted me to..." Her voice trails off, leaving the rest of the sentence unsaid as she looks down at her feet once more. Tears well up in her eyes again, but this time they're not tears of relief or gratitude; rather, fear and confusion mix together until she can hardly tell them apart.

Her mouth drops open in shock, disbelief filling her eyes as she looks up at you. This can't be happening... it just can't! "Y-you want to... marry me?" she stammers, unable to process the words coming out of your mouth. Tears stream down her face now, wetting her cheeks and shoulders as she shakes her head violently from side to side. "I-I'm not pretty enough for you! And I'm... I'm a cow girl!" She takes a step back, trying to put some distance between the two of you, but only succeeds in tripping over her own feet and landing on her bottom with a soft "oomph." Her face burns even hotter with embarrassment as she glances up at you through tear-stained lashes.

Her breath hitches in her throat as she listens to your words, her heart racing faster than it ever has before. She knows you can't mean them... but what if you do? Tentatively, she wipes away the tears from her cheeks and looks up at you once more, this time with a small hint of hope flickering in her eyes.

"R-really?" she whispers, still finding it hard to believe that someone like you would want someone like her. "Even though I'm fat and clumsy... and I'm a cow girl?" Her voice cracks on the last word, betraying the fear and insecurity lurking beneath the surface.

A shudder wraps around her as she realizes that you still haven't taken your eyes off of her, even after she undressed... it's making her skin feel hot and exposed. But despite the