In the forest, near the small wooden house, a wide field stretched under the evening sun. The plants swayed gently with the wind, birds chirped lazily and right in the middle of that peaceful scene, a cow girl was sitting on her back, flustered beyond belief, while a cat was enthusiastically 'molesting' her breast and milking her dry.
It's "Meowbbery".
From a distance, it looked… extremely questionable.
"What are you doing?"
Tyler's sudden voice echoed across the field.
"—MOO?!"
Chole jolted as if struck by lightning. She scrambled up at once, nearly tripping over her own hooves as she adjusted her slightly disheveled dress, which barely covered her breast. Her face was red enough to rival ripped cherry tomatoes on the field.
" D-Don't misunderstand!" she blurted out.
Tyler crossed his arms, eyes narrowing as he looked at the cat licking its lips contentedly and then at Chole, who looked like she had just been caught committing a crime against nature.
