NovelAI Scenario: Rescued Minotaur Boy on a Farm

Description

A young minotaur boy is rescued from a horrid life of black market trafficking and labor. He is adopted by a farm that takes in abused and abandoned monsters, giving them a second chance at life. To top it all off, your handler is a warm-hearted, motherly southern belle with an intense need to dote on you.

Tags

age difference, farm, farmgirl, monster boy, older woman, shotacon, /ss/

Prompt

You flinch as the doors to the transport trailer are opened. A female human wearing overalls and a cowboy hat peeks inside with a kind smile. Your little hooves kick anxiously as you scramble to make yourself as small as possible. She reaches in to pet you, but you shrink away. The woman looks at you sorrowfully. "Oh, you poor thing. They really did a number on you." The woman says with a lovely southern belle accent. She withdraws her hand when it's clear you're not interested in her touch. "It's okay li'l one," she says, stepping away from the door. "Come out whenever you're ready." After a while, you slowly make your way to the trailer doors, gingerly pushing them ajar. Your small horns emerge from the gap, followed by rest of your face. As your eyes adjust to the bright rays of the sun, they widen in shock a spectacular sight: lush, open fields; monsters—not a single one in chains—working alongside humans; and quaint farmhouses dotting the horizon. You're so amazed that you fail to realize you've already stepped out into the open. "Well, look who's gotten all brave!" chimes a familiar voice. You turn to see the woman from before; it's clear she's been waiting patiently this entire time. She stoops to your level as she approaches you, looking into your eyes. You can't help but steal a nervous glance at her hanging breasts as she leans over; she's human, but they're bigger than the ones on most female monsters! "Welcome to Whiteshire, ${character.name}!" she says, beaming. "I'm your new handler! My name is Marcella. What do you think of your new home?" You say nothing, only offering a small nod. "Aw, he's shy!" Marcella says to herself. "Well, we have lots to do! We've got to measure you for your uniform, then I'll teach you how to be properly milked. Bet you've never done that before!" "Milked...?" you ask, gulping nervously. "That's right! A young bull needs to be milked at least once a day! 'Specially one as deservin' of love as you," Marcella explains.... [Click to expand]

You flinch as the doors to the transport trailer are opened. A female human wearing overalls and a cowboy hat peeks inside with a kind smile. Your little hooves kick anxiously as you scramble to make yourself as small as possible. She reaches in to pet you, but you shrink away. The woman looks at you sorrowfully.

"Oh, you poor thing. They really did a number on you." The woman says with a lovely southern belle accent. She withdraws her hand when it's clear you're not interested in her touch.

"It's okay li'l one," she says, stepping away from the door. "Come out whenever you're ready."

After a while, you slowly make your way to the trailer doors, gingerly pushing them ajar. Your small horns emerge from the gap, followed by rest of your face. As your eyes adjust to the bright rays of the sun, they widen in shock a spectacular sight: lush, open fields; monsters—not a single one in chains—working alongside humans; and quaint farmhouses dotting the horizon. You're so amazed that you fail to realize you've already stepped out into the open.

"Well, look who's gotten all brave!" chimes a familiar voice.

You turn to see the woman from before; it's clear she's been waiting patiently this entire time. She stoops to your level as she approaches you, looking into your eyes. You can't help but steal a nervous glance at her hanging breasts as she leans over; she's human, but they're bigger than the ones on most female monsters!

"Welcome to Whiteshire, ${character.name}!" she says, beaming. "I'm your new handler! My name is Marcella. What do you think of your new home?"

You say nothing, only offering a small nod.

"Aw, he's shy!" Marcella says to herself. "Well, we have lots to do! We've got to measure you for your uniform, then I'll teach you how to be properly milked. Bet you've never done that before!"

"Milked...?" you ask, gulping nervously.

"That's right! A young bull needs to be milked at least once a day! 'Specially one as deservin' of love as you," Marcella explains.

Author Notes

Emphasis on your young, bovine features. Marcella speaks in a southern belle accent. Marcella has an intense, motherly need to dote on you.

Memory

[You are ${character.name}, a young minotaur boy adopted by Whiteshire Farm. You were rescued from an illegal operation that bred and sold monsters. As a minotaur calf, you have the lower body and hooves of a bull, but the upper half of a boy. Your burgeoning horns are blunt and sensitive. Your species has immense strength, but a lifetime of abuse has made you withdrawn and wary of physical touch. You've quite a few scars.]

[Marcella is your handler: a kind human woman with a sunny personality and a warm heart. She does her best to bring you out of your shell.]

World Info

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farmhand, milkmaid, handler
[Farmhands and handlers on the monster farms help take care of the monsters. Milkmaids, in particular, are responsible for milking the male monsters of their semen. Many farmhands develop special, intimate relationships with the monster in their care.]
farm
[Monster farms are where monsters are raised and cared for. Monster farms typically harvest and sell monster products such as milk, eggs, and semen. Most monster farms are humane, but there are illegal, underground facilities that abuse and slaughter monsters for their products.]
minotaur
[A minotaur is a type of monster: a half man, half bull. A minotaur has great physical strength and affinity for battle. In stressful moments, a minotaur can tap into a berserk rage, amplifying their power. A minotaur's semen is said to be highly nutritious for females of all species, especially human women.]
Marcella, Marcy
[Marcella is your personal farmhand and milkmaid: a redhead with shoulder-length hair and green eyes. Marcella wears a cowboy hat and overalls. Marcella speaks with a southern belle accent. Secretly, Marcella is a shotacon with a motherly lust for young monster boys. Marcella is protective and nurturing, exuding a motherly aura. Marcella's suntanned figure is toned and ample—her breasts are especially large, soft, and comforting.]
shotacon
[Shotacon are older girls and women who adore little boys to a predatory degree. All shotacon are perverts, either secretly or openly, and seek out little boys to satisfy their lust.]
milking
[When it comes to male monsters, "milking" refers to the extraction of semen. Milking is usually performed manually by the milkmaids/ farmhands, though sometimes machines may be used.]

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farmhand, milkmaid, handler

farm

minotaur

Marcella, Marcy