I only knew Mindy for a week, but we were in the same situation: we ran away from our parents, and ended up here on the farm. The owners were odd people, but all the same they let us stay under the condition that we "pull our weight" with chores. I couldn't complain about it, as not only was there not a whole lot to do around here other than the fairly sizable list things we had to do to take care of the animals, but the farmhouse was pretty nice to stay in as well. It was an aged three story house that seemed to be plucked right from the dust bowl era. There were six bedrooms, and two bathrooms. The kitchen had been renovated from top to bottom, and it looked like it had just been painted the day before.
Today, Mindy and I were supposed to take care of the horses. Our assignment wasn't anything crazy, just giving them feed and water and cleaning out their stalls. It was one of those tasks we had to do, and since there really weren't any other options, I did my best to just get it done as soon as possible. I walked alongside her and we chatted while we worked.
"I can't believe it's been a month already," she said as she hoisted another bale of hay into the feed room. "It feels like I just arrived."
"Time flies," I suggested. She turned towards me, nodding. One thing I was appreciating out here is the fact that everyone wore overalls. Mindy's outfit consisted of a tight white shirt that she wore tucked into her pants, showing off a fair amount of skin. The overalls she was wearing fit perfectly around her body, giving her a very cute look. And her cheery freckle-covered face was the icing on the cake. I couldn't stop staring at her, but she was almost done, and I had to snap out of it.
"Alright, that's that. What's next?" I asked. Mindy wiped her forehead with her arm and took a swig of water from her bottle.
"Iunno," she shrugged. "I think we're supposed to head over to the chicken coop."
We both headed for the big doors of the barn having our tasks completed, when Mindy stopped. I turned around, and saw her inspecting a collar near a few dog bowls. She picked it up and started looking it over.
"What's that?" I asked as I walked over beside her.
She mumbled to herself, "I didn't know the Nelsons had a dog."
"A dog?" I asked, confused. Mindy nodded, pointing to a second collar. "Or two." she added.
I picked up the other collar myself, and then remembered a warning Mr. Nelson coldly gave me after my arrival: "If you see any kind of animal gear that seems out of place, don't touch it!" I could even vividly see Mr. Nelson's wagging finger in my head.
"Hey Mindy, maybe we shouldn't." I suggested, looking up. I raised an eyebrow when I saw that the collar was firmly locked around Mindy's neck. "...Mindy?"
She reached for her neck and then widened her eyes in surprise. "Hey, when did this darn thing get on me? I don't remember putting this on," she complained, and then she pointed at me. "Hey! What're you doing?"
I shook my head in confusion, and then realized the collar in my possession had too somehow got onto my neck. We both tried to remove them, but we couldn't figure out how it got onto our necks.
"...Okay, we should definitely go get help. Even if they get mad at us for it, this is just weird." I said as I gestured towards the doors of the barn.
"Right," she nervously nodded, but didn't move. "First, let me get these clothes off," she added as she began to unbutton her shirt.
I blushed, feeling embarrassed. I tapped her roughly on the shoulder and, in the most confident voice I could muster, said: "Mindy!"
She looked at me expectantly. "What?" she said as she gave me a dirty look.
I seriously paused for a second. What was my complaint...? Oh, right! "I still have my clothes on too, wait up." I wasn't entirely sure if this was word for word what I was going to say, but it was the best I could do.
She let out a sigh, and we both began shuffling out of our clothes. It was definitely weird just to be wearing them, so it was in our best interest to slip out of them quickly, and then get to the bottom of the collar problem. After we both stood in the nude, I heard Mindy's stomach growl loudly, and she put her hands over it. I followed suit and realized I did the same.
"Well, at least we're both hungry." I said, looking at each other and laughing.
"What are we going to do?"
"C'mon, Mindy. The dog bowl is right there." I gestured to the plastic bowl, which was filled with delicious-looking dog food. She only considered it for a second before agreeing.
She got on all fours, her freckled rump facing me, without a second thought. I joined alongside her, and we both began to eat like there was no tomorrow. Her boobs swayed back and forth as she gobbled up the kibble greedily, occasionally turning her head to the other bowl to slurp some dog water as well. I felt my now-erect dick beat between my legs, drowning out hunger. So while she continued to stuff herself with dog food, I figured I'd head around to her behind and smell it out. She showed no reaction as I pulled away, and once I had used my four legs to reach her butt, I began closely sniffing her exposed asscrack and pussy. I heard her moan softly.
"...Mindy...?" I called out in a confused bark.
She raised her head, and with a flushed face, let out a whine that sounded like a content sigh. "Aroooo...?" she replied.
I thought, fair enough, and continued sniffing her sweet-smelling asscrack and pussy. She smelled like a bitch in heat and it made my mouth water. Her ginger bush was growing in nicely, and I began to lick my way along it, gently at first. Soon her musky scent filled my nostrils as I lapped away at her cunt, enjoying the flavor of her pink folds and her asscrack. Mindy didn't stop me though; she seemed to like my attention on her back door, so to speak. She wiggled her ass with delight, and gave a soft doggy grunt of approval. She seemed to have stopped eating finally, just putting her face down in the dirty straw flooring of the barn and letting me have at her cunt. It was just too much for me to resist. Like the mindless dog I was, I clambered atop her back, positioning my pulsing erection against her saliva-slick entrance. With my eyes locked on the back of her head, I thrust my cock into her welcoming pussy as I panted with my tongue hanging out.
"Woof! Woof! Woof!" She howled as I began to buck wildly into her sweaty backside,