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Sammy slammed the doors shut behind him, feeling tired but triumphant. He was a small rattata that had managed to sneak onto the local ranch. Being up extra early, there was nothing stopping him from trespassing. He managed to get as far as a small bar before hearing some voices and the approaching steps of someone likely much bigger than himself.

Now he was holed up in the small barn, hoping that whoever it was would just walk past without checking inside. He supposed that his next venture would have to happen even earlier than dawn. Sighing to himself, the rat pokémon figured that there could be something worthwhile in this barn.

He was just a street crawler, having no place to go and making a "sort of" living from taking things that no one would miss and pawning them off. This brought him enough money to get by most days. This ranch was pretty well known in the area so it seemed like a great spot to do some looting.

"Great, just my luck..." Sammy huffed to himself.

"I think I should be the one saying that," said another voice.

The rattata jumped and turned around. "Who's there?"

"The one who actually lives here." Now actually taking in his surroundings, the rat pokémon was made aware of someone else being in the barn with him. Namely it was a miltank who was looking very unamused, yawning and rolling over in its bed of hay, now facing him.

"Oh it was just-"

"Ugh. I really don't care..." the other normal-type cut the intruder off, giving another yawn and stretch. "I should tell Dallas you're here for waking me up so early..."

Sammy gulped, assuming that the big guy out there was Dallas. Best case scenario would be getting thrown out. But he had been in enough situations to not wanna take the chance in the first place.

"Alright, alright. Don't tell anyone I'm here," Sammy pleaded.

"Mmph... You'll need to convince me. After all, you cut my beauty sleep short," the bovine pokémon huffed.

Sammy clenched his teeth and grunted. He should have known that there would be a catch, there was always a catch in this field. He was practically at the miltank's mercy, not wanting to risk going out and being seen. Just from the light filtering from under the barn doors, it was clear that the sun had risen and cast off the shadows he had skulked within to get here in the first place.

"Okay, fine. What do I need to do to convince you?" Sammy dared to ask.

"Well..." a smirk spread over the bigger normal-type's muzzle. "Believe it or not, this place is a bit understaffed. There's only so much time in the day and some tasks are more important than others apparently."

There was a pause that brought a lingering silence between the two of them, Sammy having no choice but to wait it out.

"I used to be the most important on this ranch but...times change I guess. Oh well, my personal feelings aside: There's a problem that I need taking care of, one that just doesn't have the same effect when done by myself."

"What does that mean?" Sammy asked.

"Alright, simply put: It's been way too long since I've been milked. I'm all backed up and I could use some helping hands to relieve the...pressure. You help me out and not only will I not rat you out, but I know I way for you to get out of this without getting torched by Dallas' flamethrower."

That painted quite a picture. Sammy gulped and weighed his options, figuring that tugging on some udders was a much better outcome.

"Okay. I choose the milking," Sammy confirmed, seeing the smirk on the miltank's face grow wider.

"Good choice. Alright, let's not waste anymore time..." With another yawn and short stretch, the bovine turned over from laying on his belly to now having that side exposed to Sammy. The first thing that caught the rattata's attention was the soft and round gut that was covered in cream colored fur. That was about expected but a sheer shock came when the purple rodent caught sight of what lay further below.

Rather than the udders he was expecting, Sammy was instead given an eyeful of a semi-hard cock, twitching and drooling at the tip already. Being just as eye-catching was the large pair of balls, clearly swollen with backed up fluids.

"Y-you're a guy?" Sammy asked, taken completely aback. It was common knowledge that miltanks were "gender locked," being a female only species.

"Yeah, are we doing this or not?" the miltank asked with a now annoyed tone. His legs were spread and his cock was getting harder, now standing up at a generous thickness and length.

"I uh..." The rattata gulped, not expecting a mess like this. But he felt his back was against the wall. He could hear the voice of someone on the other end of the barn's doors. It was a deep tone and those heavy steps passed by, sending a shudder down the rather meek rodent's spine. "O-okay."

Stepping away from the doors, his pride was swallowed as he came in close, getting down on his knees in front of the male miltank. It was something that still surprised him but there was no time for that.

"So I just..." Sammy's words trailed off as he gripped the bovine shaft with both hands, feeling it already pulsing in his touch. A small sound came from the miltank, a sigh of pleasure. A squeeze was given to his length.

It was the duty of the ranch hand to give him a daily milking but their growing popularity made things more busy. His needs were often neglected, leaving him with an extreme pent up feeling. Just having the warm and soft hands grazing at his rod was enough to send shudders through him.

"Yep, just like that. Start out slow..." Directions were given and more soft moans filled the barn, being coaxed out by the steady strokes of his cock.

"Mmm, you're pretty good at this. Uh..."

"Sammy."

"Nice name. Mine is Beau. Don't think this means we're friend's or anything. This is just punishment for your trespasses." Though the words seemed harsh on the surface, he was chuckling while saying it. Sammy couldn't help but smile and chuckle as well. There was something oddly endearing about this sassy cow pokémon.

Beau laid back in the comfortable hay, enjoying the stimulation that could only be felt by someone else touching his cock. He just couldn't achieve that same kind of release of tension when doing it himself. "Really getting into it, huh?"

"Well I-"

"Not to rush you or anything, but this could go by a bit faster if you were to, I don't know... Maybe use your mouth a bit," Beau suggested, raising an eyebrow hopefully.

"Well I..." That would have been a step too far just about a minute ago but Sammy was already touching the thing and the fluids that steadily oozed from the tip had dribbled down to smear over his fingers, being both warm and a bit sticky. There was a surprisingly pleasant smell in the air, not the shroud of musk he expected from some pokémon that was lying around in a pile of hay. "A-alright. But just a bit..."

Feeling a bit nervous, Sammy eased down and stuck his tongue out, getting closer and closer to the flared tip of the bovine's cock. He didn't intend to take the thick thing into his mouth, but some licking at the shaft wasn't out of the question. When finally touching his tongue to the flesh, what he was met with was something sweet.

It was so unexpected but it was certainly a sweet flavor that clung to his lapping tongue. Putting two and two together, Sammy realized that this male miltank was producing some milk-like fluids. He had to admit that it was rather tasty, the flavor getting stronger when more of it coated his taste buds at once. He let a hum slip and Beau snickered, now aware that his 'milk' was being enjoyed.

"Heh. Fresh from the tap. Have as much as you want, just make sure to get me off. Damn, I'm so close..." Beau shifted a bit and a pulse of his cock brought a splash of precum to rush from his flaring tip. It oozed out and was already dribbling down the shaft. Working fast, Sammy was trying to catch as much as he could with his tongue while working his hands up and down, feeling them getting even slicker and warmer from the fluids that weren't readily licked up.

"Yeah, that's the stuff. Auugh... Just a bit more," Beau was huffing deeply and squirming from the building pleasure. Sammy did as he was told but seemed to be in a trance of sorts, being clearly more focused on the milky substance that was now being spurt into his mouth. His lips were pressed to the tip and tongue was continuously swirling around the broad cocktip, coaxing steady ropes of precum out.

"H-here it comes..!" Beau bellowed and threw his head back as the sensation he was seeking had finally come to him, the intense waves of pleasure from someone else stroking his cock. And the one responsible for his climax was rewarded with powerful squirts of his milk-like cum filling his muzzle with each blast. The moans of delight got deeper and Sammy's eyes lidded as he gulped down the hot creamy fluid, feeling it run smooth down into his stomach, solving the issue of where breakfast would come from.

To his surprise the thick ropes kept coming. Beau wasn't lying about being backed up. The bovine pokemon was panting hard and grinning as he unloaded all that was stored in his heavy churning balls. Sammy made sure to drink all of it down, his stomach being steadily filled with an ample amount of miltank milk.

"Aah... Much better," Beau sighed as his cock softened and popped free from the rattata's mouth. "Now for my end of the deal. I told you we're short-staffed around here. Since you're a pretty good milker, how about you ask for a job. Just head for the ranch house, the owner's always up before dawn. And if Dallas catches you, just say 'Beau sent me.' Got it?"

Sammy nodded but it wasn't after wiping his mouth and standing up did the other normal type realize that he was basically just given some assistance in getting a job, an actual job...

"Uh, thanks..." Sammy said, having his hands gripping the door's handles.

"You can thank me after you get the position. Now get out here," Beau said, waving him off with his hand. He yawned and curled up in the hay once more, suddenly feeling comfortable enough to drift right into another deep sleep...