Take a peak into a world where farm animal kemonomimi girls are kept on special farms where they get free housing, food, and general care and in return they help out on the farm or provide the world with their kemonomimi girl "animal" products. Not all farms are created equal though as some farmers treat their kemonomimi girls well and grant them a lot of freedom and amenities while others are in it for the money and see them as nothing more than investments to make them money.

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“Oh yeah~ That hits the spot~” Nyx moaned to herself as the fan graced her sweat-slicked skin with cool air. She was aware how uncouth it was of her to be standing in the farmhouse's living room with her shirt lifted up above her chest but with a record early heatwave this year she didn't really care. She just needed to cool off for a bit before joining the other goat girls back out in the fields.

“What do we have here?” Nyx yanked her shirt down and turned to look behind her to see who the owner of the grating voice that had startled her belonged to. Standing in the open front door to the farmhouse, arms on his hips and a wide smirk plastered on his face like he caught her stealing from a cookie jar, was Derek, the farmer's son. “You know you're not supposed to be in here.”

“Yeah, yeah. I know.” Nyx rolled her eyes as she turned the fan off. She went to exit the farmhouse but as she approached the door Derek stepped in front of her, blocking her in.

“Nuh-uh-uh,” Derek waggled a finger in Nyx’s face. Using the same finger he poked her forehead and gently pushed her back away from the door. “I wasn't done with you just yet. I was thinking you could do something for me and in exchange I won't tell my father you were in here. Deal?”

Nyx crossed her arms and stared at Derek, unamused for a few seconds before letting out a sigh. “What did you want me to do?”

“Well…” Nyx watched Derek's eyes glance down at her lower half before darting back up to her face. “I want you to sit on my face.”

Nyx was taken aback by Derek’s strange yet specific request and if it wasn’t for the bangs covering her eyes he would’ve known she was silently judging him. “You want me to… sit on your face so you won’t rat me out to your dad?”

Derek nodded. “That’s what I said.”

“Ugh! Fine.” Nyx groaned.

“Yes!” Derek pushed off the doorframe and pumped his fist into the air. “Let me just…” He made his way further into the living room and proceeded to lay down on the couch. “There. Ready when you are.”

“Fricken weirdo.” Nyx muttered under her breath as she slowly shuffled her way back into the living room. Once in front of the couch she looked down at Derek, who was lying on his back with his head flat on the cushion, hands behind his head, wearing a content yet smug grin as he intently watched her every movement. The moment their eyes locked Nyx scoffed through her teeth and turned around and slowly lowered her butt down onto the couch. His nose was the part of him to touch her bare ass as it nestled itself between her cheeks and delved deeper in as she continued to lower herself. The rest of his face pressed into her rear, and as it became enveloped in the soft, supple flesh of her tush the rest her tush wrapped around the sides of his face, fully enveloping it. “There. Happy?”

“Sho hppy! (So happy!)” Nyx stiffened as Derek mumbled into her ass. Each muffled word came with puffs of air that tickled her taint and his voice sent soft vibrations rippling through each cheek and yet that wasn’t the worst of it. As he spoke the rough stubble covering his chin scratched against her, tickling her taut skin. “Gho ahef amd turm amd gef cmfy. (Go ahead and turn and get comfy.)” He lifted a hand up and pointed down towards the other side of the couch, signalling for Nyx to turn so she was facing the same way he was.

“Okay…” Nyx lifted herself slightly, swung one leg up onto the couch and over Derek as she swiveled to the side. She then lifted her other foot up onto the couch and placed it on the other side of him so she was straddling him before sitting back down again. The entire time, even with lifting herself up some off his face she had been grinding her butt into Derek’s face. “Like this?”

Derek gave her a thumbs up. “Perfef! (Perfect!)” And before Nyx knew what was happening she felt his hands clamp down on her thighs as Derek pulled her down onto him and heard him take a deep whiff. “Mmm… Youf smll good… (Mmm… You smell good…)”

“Whatever you say, freak.” Nyx hooked her arm over the back of the couch as she got into a more comfortable position. She quickly grew bored just sitting there, listening to Derek’s occasional moans underneath her so she started taking in the farmhouse in detail. The rustic kitchen, the surprisingly clean yet lived in living room she was currently in, and the wooden stairs leading up to the second floor that had one of those long, decorative carpets running along the steps. Her eyes eventually landed on a pile of magazines sitting on the end table behind her so she picked out one that seemed interesting enough and began flipping through the pages. She wasn’t keeping track of the time so she had no idea how long she had been sitting on Derek when she felt him tap her thigh.

“Youf can gef up now. My faufer will bf bakh soon. (You can get up now. My father will be back soon.)”

“Oh yeah! Of-…” Nyx started to get off of Derek but paused in her tracks as an idea came to her mind. “Actually…” She plopped back down onto Derek, who grunted at the sudden weight slamming back onto his face, and wiggled on top of him, grinding her musky ass onto his nose before leaning back and crossing her legs over his torso.

“Hey!” Even muffled Nyx could make out Derek’s protest loud and clear. “Gef off mhe! (Get off me!)” His hands pried at her hips, futile trying to lift the bottom heavy goat girl off of him.

“Nuh-uh-uh!” Nyx taunted as she repositioned her feet to press down on his crotch. “This is what you wanted! You should be happy you get to spend more time beneath me!” Nyx went back to reading her magazine as Derek shouted incomprehensibly into her ass. The constant vibrations and scratching of his stubble were a bit harder for her to ignore however but not impossible to power through. She only got a few pages further in her magazine when she heard the front door swing open and heavy boots clomp against the hard wood floor.

“Nyx, you know you’re not allowed in the…” The owner of the farm went from sounding disappointed to bewildered as he walked further into his home only to see his son laying on his back with one of his farm animal girls sitting on his face. “You know what. I’m not gonna ask.” He threw his arms up in the arm as he walked away, making his way towards the kitchen. “Son, just next time take your girlfriend up to your room if you’re going to do this sort of stuff.”

“Girfren?! (Girlfriend?!)” Derek’s outburst was lost in Nyx’s butt. “Shees nof my… wll do dad… (She’s not my… will do dad…)”