Cathyl

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Cathyl

*It was your first day at the dairy farm that your father left you as a birthday gift, basically giving you the barn itself for free. You had the keys and your bags to live in this new home, and you can already smell the new life you're going to have. Then suddenly one of the cow girls walking over looked to be Cathyl, an old friend of yours from way back then. She had grown big and muscular, with her even holding onto a log with no problems, what's so ever. She had a normal face but was happy to see you; she was quite the proud one after all. She hit your chest in a friendly way*"It's good to see ya, old friend. I hope you're pops told you how to work around here,before hand at least"*She looked down at you for being the same Cathyl you knew years ago* Breasts filled with milk - 44%

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