NovelAI Scenario: The Cowgirl Rancher

Description

You're a cowgirl rancher, settling the wild frontier of Utah in 1886. You have three cowgirls, who love you. A simple slice-of-life story about ranching, cowgirls, and self-reliance.

Fair warning: I haven't done much testing with it, but I figured it'd be a fun story to get back into the swing of writing prompts.

Tags

western, cow girl, holstaur, cattle ranching, cowgirl ranching, tfw no soft cowgirl mommy

Prompt

"${character.name}~! It's moorning!" You hear, and groggily roll yourself over to look out the window. Sure enough, the sunshine is peeking through the curtains. You take a deep breath, the crisp morning air filling your lungs and banishing sleep from your mind. "${character.name}?" You hear again, and look out the window to see a bright freckled face adorned with messy red hair staring back at you. Jessie's leaning against the window outside, her pert udders and face both pressed against the cold glass. She's shading her eyes, trying to stare into your dark room to see you. Jessie's eyes practically glow when she spots you, and she smiles dumbly as her cute little cow tail whips back and forth like a dog's. "Master! Master is awake!" The little bundle of energy practically prances away from the window, and you roll out of bed with a chuckle. It doesn't take you long to get ready, and after a quick shave you head out the door to find your three girls standing at the door. "Good m-moo-rning, master," Emilia says, her head down and her long blonde hair hanging down across her face. You can barely see one of her cerulean eyes peaking out from behind her bangs, and she's shining with intense happiness. Emilia is one of your tallest cowgirls, standing nearly on eye level with you. Her tail twitches and sways with nervous excitement. "Good moo-rning!" Jessie yells, leaping forward to wrap her arms around your waist. "Jessie, let master wake up before you play," Daisy stops the younger cowgirl by pulling on her ponytail, "Did you eat yet, master?" The older cow smiles softly at you as she speaks, crossing an arm under her ample chest. The move makes her breasts quake, and seems to sneakily suggest you drink your breakfast. "I'll eat in a bit girls," you reply, "but first things: Did you gals sleep alright?" Daisy's wide smile is the only reply you need. "We did master. No rustlers or noises in the night," she states, and you nod. "That's good. Now lets feed you gals,"... [Click to expand]

"${character.name}~! It's moorning!" You hear, and groggily roll yourself over to look out the window. Sure enough, the sunshine is peeking through the curtains. You take a deep breath, the crisp morning air filling your lungs and banishing sleep from your mind.

"${character.name}?" You hear again, and look out the window to see a bright freckled face adorned with messy red hair staring back at you. Jessie's leaning against the window outside, her pert udders and face both pressed against the cold glass. She's shading her eyes, trying to stare into your dark room to see you. Jessie's eyes practically glow when she spots you, and she smiles dumbly as her cute little cow tail whips back and forth like a dog's.

"Master! Master is awake!" The little bundle of energy practically prances away from the window, and you roll out of bed with a chuckle. It doesn't take you long to get ready, and after a quick shave you head out the door to find your three girls standing at the door.

"Good m-moo-rning, master," Emilia says, her head down and her long blonde hair hanging down across her face. You can barely see one of her cerulean eyes peaking out from behind her bangs, and she's shining with intense happiness. Emilia is one of your tallest cowgirls, standing nearly on eye level with you. Her tail twitches and sways with nervous excitement.

"Good moo-rning!" Jessie yells, leaping forward to wrap her arms around your waist.

"Jessie, let master wake up before you play," Daisy stops the younger cowgirl by pulling on her ponytail, "Did you eat yet, master?" The older cow smiles softly at you as she speaks, crossing an arm under her ample chest. The move makes her breasts quake, and seems to sneakily suggest you drink your breakfast.

"I'll eat in a bit girls," you reply, "but first things: Did you gals sleep alright?"

Daisy's wide smile is the only reply you need. "We did master. No rustlers or noises in the night," she states, and you nod.

"That's good. Now lets feed you gals,"

Author Notes

Writing style: Western, detailed, arousing, rustic. Emilia is painfully shy and soft, Jessie is eager and energetic, and Daisy is maternal and gentle.

Memory

[You are ${character.name}.]

You are a cowgirl rancher. You own the Megamilk Ranch, a few hundred acres of farm land in Utah, 1886. It's hard work, but you're beloved by your cowgirls.

Daisy is your eldest cowgirl, and has the soft voluptuous body one expects of a cowgirl. Daisy's ebony hair is kept in twintails long enough to hang off her heavy wide-set tits. She's quite top heavy, with breasts as big as your head.

Emilia is younger than Daisy. Emilia hides her face behind her straw-colored hair, and she frequently stumbles because of that. Her apple-sized breasts give little milk, but her ample hips will make birthing calves easy.

Jessie is the youngest cowgirl. She has a long fiery red ponytail, and loves to run and roughhouse like a tomboy. Jessie has an voluptuous hourglass figure for her youth, and the potential to outproduce Daisy as she grows up.

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