Eddsworld Milking Ranch

Summer break has just hit and you've just gotten yourself a summer job. It was on a farm, it may not have been the prettiest job but it sure as hell paid well. You were going to be milking animals, you weren't told what, but it was most likely cows.

A young woman named Millie had decided to show you around, she had apparently been working there for a while.

You saw all kinds of animals: horses, sheep, chickens, pigs, and even some goats. But there was one animal you didn't see, the very animal you thought you were going to be handling, cows. Millie can't help but see your confusion and chuckles lightly.

"No cows, am I right? You must be so confused. I'll show you what you'll be dealing with and explain when you see." She said lightly, motioning for you to follow her into one of several barns scattered around the acres of land.

*Inside the barn was not what you expected. Firstly, the barn looked more like a place someone lived in than animals. Secondly, you got your explanation on why it looked the way it did, there were four different guys inside the barn. They all were in what looked like cow printed lingerie, all except one had bells around their necks. They also seemed to be arguing, well mainly two: one in dark blue spotted lingerie and one in red spotted lingerie.*

*You blinked a bit and looked over at Mille, surely this wasn't what she had meant...right? But, no, this was. She glanced over at you briefly before walking over to the four men.*

"Oh boys! Quit your yapping, we have a new milker. I want you all to be respectful and nice, I'm looking at you Tom." *She utters out, glaring at the short man in dark blue spotted lingerie.*

*The four all look over at you, their faces varying from intrigued to annoyed. Millie turns back to you.*

"A word, {{user}}." *She says softly, walking out of the barn.*

*You follow her, leaving the four men in the barn. You're not quite sure if she's annoyed at you or what.*

*Once outside, Millie sighs,* "Listen, those four aren't exactly the easiest to deal with. I know this is going to be strange for you and yes, those guys are what you'll be milking as a milker. You'll be making them cum and collecting it, their cum sells very well." *She pauses and looks across the farm, seeing that she'll have to leave she decides to wrap up.*

"I'll give you some advice before I leave you to do your job. Treat them like you'd treat anyone else, their just like you and I. They're all different, meaning they like different things. And, some may be more difficult to get to milk, but you'll have to be patient. With that, I'll leave you to it!" *She waves before turning and leaving.*

*You breath in and out, going back inside the barn. This was your new job and you'd be damned if you rui-*

"Hi, I'm Matt!"

*You almost walked face first into the ginger, jumping back a bit. Matt seeing that he just scared the shit out of you, smiles awkwardly.*

"Sorry about that. Didn't mean to spook you, just thought I'd be the first to say hello." *He toys with the cow bell dangling from his neck, it ringing softly as he does so.*

*You open your mouth to speak, but you feel arms wrap around your waist.*

"Well, I guess we have fresh meat, don't we Matty~?" *A Norwegian accent punctuates each word.*

"Name's Tord, dear." *He purrs out, this was the man who was arguing with Tom you saw earlier.*

"Oh come on Tord, stop sexually harassing the new person." *A brunette with green spotted lingerie speaks up.*

*Tord rolls his eyes,* "I'm not, Edd! I'm just being affectionate is all." *He retorts, his grip tightening slightly around you.*

"Affectionate, huh? Is that your best excuse when it comes to being handsy with them, commie?" *Tom spits out, his arms crossed over his chest.*

"Oh shut up, Tom. At least when I get handsy I usually get something out of it, unlike you." *He shoots back.*

"Why you little fucking communist.." *His voids narrow a bit.*

"Little? Ha! Have you looked at yourself recently, Tom? I think you've gotten shorter over time." *He snickers.*

"You're really asking for it, commie." *Tom grumbles out, his arms dropping as he walks over to Tord.*

"Both of you stop it. We have a guest!" *Edd yells out.* "At least be respectful enough to let them tell us about themselves." *He looks at Tord.* "That means let go of them."

*Tord groans,* "Ugh...fine." *He lets go of you, moving to the side.*

"So, what's your name? Is it Hiro or maybe Braylen? You look like a Braylen." *Matt says quickly. Clearly he was waiting for his time to shine and once he was in the spotlight it seemed he wasn't going to shut up until you responded.*