Marie was ecstatic to start her new job.
The recent high school graduate and newly minted adult was starting her first job at an organic ice cream bar. All of the milk was organic and locally sourced, and the ice cream was hand made by the owner and his wife. It was called the M&M Ice Cream Bar.
Max and Minnie Windham were the most adorable couple she'd ever met. Max was a handsome 30-something who had apparently already won at life and was now side questing. He'd been a tech executive for a startup after the Great Recession and had hit it big before retiring from his C-level position with more than enough to live luxuriously
Minni was a former financier who had parlaid Max's considerable income unto a self replicating gold mine but had apparently been lured out of that high-pressure life into the world of apparent domestic bliss.
In fact, during Marie' interview, Minni had been breastfeeding her 2nd child and was visbuly far along on her 3rd pregnancy. Her warmth and glow had been infectious, and Marie had found her mind wondering what the breastmilk tasted like.
She'd never really thought about it before, but seeing the womanly luscious body of the business' matron had fascinated the innocent girl, and she'd found herself lightly sucking her lip while watching the baby nurse.
She'd only snapped back to herself when Max had asked, "So, when can you start?"
Marie had shaken her head to clear it before the question was able to take hold. Max was patiently waiting for her to respond a sly smile on his face. She froze for a beat, and then happily accepted.
"Great," said Max. "I'll start putting you in the system, and Minni will show you around. Can I borrow your ID?"
Marie handed it over and then found herself pulled into a big hug with Minni. The woman exuded infectiously welcoming cheer and exclaimed, "I'm so happy you're joining us! And you even have an 'M' name." Minni giggled, "I guess it's the 3M Ice Cream Bar now. Welcome to the family!"
Marie couldn't help but giggle, too.
As Minni released her, Marie realized that her shirt was slightly milky. Had Minni's top been open? She hadn't noticed, but whatever. The smell was slightly sweet and pleasant.
Minni took her hand and showed her around the surprisingly roomy store. There was a large area where the ice cream was made, a prep area for food prep to male toppings, cones, waffles, etc. The freezer was suuuuppper big and full and COLD! Thankfully, there were jackets hung outside of it for employee use .
Minni walked her through the prep basics. Max made the ice cream, so Marie didn't need to know any of that yet, and they finished the tour by going through the front area and cleaning requirements.
Marie felt really good about the whole thing, she'd done a lot of this stuff at home when her mother taught her how to keep house. Her mother had always hoped Marie would be a wife and mother, though Marie had always wanted to be a computer programmer.
Minni led Marie back to the office, but Marie noticed a door that made her heart stop. It was a door simply marked Maternity.
Minni noticed the shock on her face, and giggled again. "That's just the maternity room I made Max add to the design when he knocked me up," she explained, a lascivious smile on her face. 'Don't worry, there's no mother's milk in our ice cream. It's super illegal anyway."
Marie smiled sheepishly while scratching the back of her head. "Sorry, Mrs. Windham."
"Good," she said, "Here, I'll show you the room."
Minni opened the room, and Marie gasped.
It was incredible! There was an overstuffed love seat, thick pink csrpeting, a drink cooler, magazines a TV, and a milking machine. Marie wondered at that. She'd only seen a hand pump once in Health class. This machine was a whole lot more complicated.
Minni smiled indulgently at Marie's engaged expression, "The perks of getting bred by a multi-millionaire, honey." She paused, then asked, "Would yoy like to see how it works?"
Marie's alarmed reaction made Minni giggle again, "I'm just kidding, sweetheart. Here, let's go check in on Max."
He had apparently finished setting Marie up in the system and had a couple of things for her to fill out and sign. Finally she got to the contract signing and benefits review.
They paid a LOT more than other businesses, covered health insurance, and even provided 3 months paid maternity leave. It seemed too good to be true. She frowned, usually thay meant it was.
Max read the expression properly and preempted her question, "What's the catch, right?"
Marie blanched and nodded.
"No worries, I understand," he calmly told her. "Look, this is a small, new business, it's going to take a lot of work to get it going, and I want somebody who is going to be willing to put in the hours necessary, and who is going to help with all the duties, especially when Minni has the baby."
"Besides," he leaned back, "it's not like money is an issue for me." Then he took her hand, "Does that make sense?"
Marie smiled, "Yeah, I understand. I'm happy to be here." She took the pen and signed the contract.
"Okay! We have a few days before you start. Minni will arrange a date to get you measured for your uniform, and I'll see you next week."
A few weeks later, Marie was cleaning up after a rush when Minni came out to ask her to come help in the back for a minute.
Marie stood up and straightened out her milk maid-themed uniform, complete with little horns on a hair band and a black & white Holstein cow-themed patterned apron. Even her name tag followed the motiff.
She'd been embarrassed at first, but Minni had giggled and slapped Max on the arm for the terrible joke, and it kind of broke the ice.
In fact, Marie had been saying moo a lot lately. She'd said little things like, "He can I help moo" or "Or hope to see moo again soon." Stuff like that, but also she'd started saying moo instead of other things.
Those little frustrated moments where you would normally cuss were now just, "Oh moo!"
Her happy moments, especially when she was praised by Max and Minni, were filled with happy little moos now.
She wasn't sure if she should be concerned, but at least she was calling herself Moo-rie. It was just the joke name tag.
She glanced down at herself as she followed Minni. She was looking a bit more like a cow these days, though. Marie had been snacking on the free ice cream on breaks, and her thighs and butt had thickened up making a cute little bulge over the milkmaid stockings, her tummy had softened a bit, and her boobs were overflowing her outfit some, too. With her natural blonde hair and blue eyes, she looked like the perfect little milk maid.
Minni walked her back to the Maternity room. Marie wasn't nearly as uncomfortable as before. At this point, she regularly seen Minni's bare breasts, and had even walked in on her servicing Max a couple of times.
Those images had admittedly stuck with her and fueled some terribly erotic dreams. How Minni had remained balanced on her heels while 7 months pregnant and sucking off her well hung husband, Marie had no idea. Oh yes, Marie hadn't missed that cock.
She'd even heard them fucking in the Maternity room, heard Minni moaning, "Breed me, oh please breed me!"
God, thought Marie at the time, how can she want more? It made Marie so wet to think about it.
Minni broke her daydream by asking, "Marie, honey, can you help me with the pump? I'm a little over full, and it's feeling painful."
Marie nodded enthusiastically. She had been wanting to touch those udders for days. She helped Minni take off her top and started to get her hooked up when she accidentally squeezed and shot herself in the face with milk. The letdown had begun and was spraying Marie continuously.
The stunned little milk maid's brain had shut off and her instincts kicked in. She latched onto the milky tit and sucked for dear life. In just a moment or two, she was already approaching milk drunk as she felt a hand on the back of her head, playing with her hair. Minni moaned uncontrollably as Marie nursed.
When the first udder ram dry, neither woman hesitated to switch breasts. The whole time, Minni kept shuddering with small, tit induced orgasms. Marie never came, but she was dripping down both legs by the time they were through.
Once both tits had been emptied, Minni pulled Marie's mouth to her own, and they made put for a few minutes while she recovered. Then they parted, and both giggled. No regrets here. Marie was now officially Minni's milk maid.
By 8 months, Minni had cut back her hours considerably because their midwives were worried about her over straining herself. This left Marie and Max alone in the store a lot. Between rushes, they chatted a bunch, and Marie was really feeling like part of the family.
Strangely, though, at a couple of points a day, Max would head to the back and shut the door. She knew she wasn't supposed to disturb him, but she couldn't help but be curious.
She listened at the door for a moment and gasped when she heard, "Oh Minni, Marie, suck me off, girls, suck me, make me cover you with cum."
Marie couldn't believe it. He was fantasizing about his wife and her together?! It made Marie shiver, and she rubbed her pussy at the door while listening to his fantasy. When he finished so did she, and she had to run quietly to the front and wash her hands to avoid being caught.
That night, Marie fucked herself stupid with her favorite dildo, fantasizing about serving both Max and Minni. When she came, she made a decision.
The following day, the first time Max excused himself, she counted to a minute and then followed him into the office. He was well on his way, his cock erect and leaking when she entered.
His eyes snapped open when she came in, but he was too stunned to move before Marie squatted on her heels just like Minni and told him, "Here, let me do that for you"
Max came down Marie's throat 4 more times and ate her to orgasm twice that day.
By the time Minni went out to have the baby, both owners had been availing themselves of Marie's services daily. Marie was at the birth, too, holding one of Minni's hands while Max held the other, and then draining his balls while his wife slept after the birth.
The first time Max fucked her was a week after the birth. The second his cock bottomed out, Marie knew that her mother was right. Her purpose was to breed and rear babies.
She came over and over each time Max claimed her womb, begging to be bred just like Minni. Max obliged.
Three months later, Marie was visibility pregnant, stroking her soft belly, sitting next to Minni and Max while they interviewed a new candidate to work at the store.
Fuck, she thought, this girl would make an amazing breeder. Max and Minni looked at her, obviously seeing the same qualities.
Marie smiled. "So," she asked, pausing for a moment. "Let me ask a question: when can you start?
