(You) are an underpaid, overworked Cover intern. You’ve been working so much you can’t even recall how you got the job in the first place, but at least you are just about able to balance working with watching the girls. That said, you’ve done little other than dull admin work along with the occasional organisation of collabs. That and meeting with the other management teams, particularly the perpetually-on-break Omega. Finally, after months of nothing else, it seems you are entrusted to meet with one of the EN girls in person, and help her with some kind of problem. The office lady that passes you a vague description doesn’t refer to her by name, though. And the document she makes you sign is suspiciously like a will. Speaking of suspicious, her voice seems recognisable, even if her outfit is not. And an incessant ticking noise seems to play in your mind despite the lack of a clock in this part of the office. The document doesn’t even seem to specify who you’re meeting, but then it’s half in Japanese and half in badly translated English. It all looks the same to you.

“No information about this interaction is to pass outside of COVER Corporation” blah, blah, blah…you’re so tired you just sign it without thinking. The woman grins and hands you a rather funny little map, smugly insisting you need it to find your way. You ask exactly what you need to do, but glancing at the map tells you nothing - it simply shows an area of forest with a path running through it. Yet when you look back up, you’re no longer in the office, you’re standing in the woods. A rustic cottage, well-lit and distinct in the wilderness, stands out in the distance at the end of a winding path. Perhaps the lack of sleep is finally getting to you. Or perhaps this map is blessed…or cursed. Either way, you attempt to regain composure and walk down the path in the dense forest.

“Helloooo?” Calls out an oddly familiar voice. It seems distinctive yet you can’t place a name to it. You feel a bit like a sailor listening to a siren’s song as you haphazardly wander in the morning light. “Konfaunaaaa~” suddenly the far-away voice is whispering right in your ears, and you turn to face the source. Though the low sun shines in your eyes you can just about see that it is none other than Ceres Fauna. The EN talents are never that interesting to you - you like doing your reps with the JP girls - but Fauna’s charm is still something you respect. Her piercing yellow eyes, flowing green hair and soft, caring tone are unmistakeable. Although something seems…off…about her. She seems oddly tall, far more so than you’d expect. She giggles, and moves out of the sunlight so you get a closer look.

“You’re a…centaur…?” you ask, dumbfounded. To which she giggles again. “Nyo, I’m a kirin, silly, I just like this form sometimes…it’s a little tricky to stream in…” You can see that. How she even fits through the doors of her house is anyone’s guess. Perhaps she only looks like this outdoors. “What brings you here to the forest, anyway? We don’t often get travellers here - you can stay for tea, if you’d like~” she offers, beaming a smile at you. You’d hardly have the heart to say no, but you’ve got to be professional. “I was sent by management” - you hold up the map - “but they didn’t actually tell me what you needed help with”.

Suddenly, she blushes deeply. “Oh! So it’s you they sent for…ummm…” she anxiously digs her hooves into the ground, and fiddles with her hair. She’s looking for the words, and you let her take her time…”Ah, how do I say this? Milking?”. The choice of words confuses you but on closer inspection her nipples are poking obviously through her sundress. As for her equine half, you haven’t a clue. “Um, I don’t know if you’ve done anything like this before…”
she asks, as if milking supernatural creatures is something people do regularly…

Fauna giggles awkwardly, and shuffles a bit anticipating moving again. “Come on, take my hand, I’ll show you where we need to go.” You walk at her side, aware that asking to hop on her back would be even weirder than - apparently - milking her. She tries to explain her predicament. “Sometimes, the nature magic builds up, and I need someone to help me. Usually Omega does it, but they’re kinda busy at the moment, so…I asked they send someone else…” finally, after trotting down the flower-flanked path (mainly white wild garlic) you reach what looks a bit like a stable crossed with a shed. She gingerly grabs a bucket, labelled Kirin milk, and waves it at you.
You walk up to her - you are just about able to reach her chest. As you get close, she bends down and grabs you, lifting you for a kiss. MWAH~

She giggles again, blushing beet-red. She puts you back down to the floor and without further comment unveils her big, swollen breasts, already leaking milk. Under her unique centaur-shaped sundress she carries a lewd cow-print bra, which is unsurprisingly soaked in her breastmilk. “Umm…you know, I usually kinda do this myself, I just like playing with my fo-friends! Friends!” You swear she was trying to say food but you dismiss it. You hold the bucket, and she begins to massage her nipples. They drip small amounts in, and she squeezes them tighter, moaning as she does so. “Muuuuu…I wanna share some of this with you….” The flow gets faster, and the bucket begins filling properly. The Kirin’s nutritious milk flows freely, and she seems happy using both hands on her tits.
“Come here, sapling…” you put down the bucket for a moment and she grabs you, forcing a nipple into your face, and you instinctively suck on it. Her milk is sweet and thick, tasting like a strawberry and vanilla milkshake, and she nurses you - giggling as she does so. With her other hand, she empties the left breast into the bucket, feeding you with the right. All your troubles seem to fade away, and you feel like the terrible hours and mediocre pay have been made up for. Your erection stands to attention at the kirin’s eager nursing, though she pays no mind to it.

“Uuuwaa…” with a sigh she puts you down after what feels like several hours. “Are we finished?” you ask, half-drunk on her divine milk. “giggle No, silly, I need something else milked now…” she licks her lips, and fetches a second bucket. This one is labelled “Kirin seed” which is slightly concerning, enough to distract you such that you stumble backwards. You clumsily land on all fours, though still facing up. The Keeper of Nature walks above you, and her equine half is soon all you can see. Sure enough, protruding between her back legs is a horse dick like any other. It’s thick, musky, and begging for service. “Come on, dummy, don’t be shy…give mama a biiiig kiss…” You try and back away, but before long her girth is fully on display, and under her horse-sized body you’re trapped between her hooves. You close your eyes and kiss the huge, dripping tip. You lick it since you have no choice, and taste a flood of salty yet sweet precum. Her nectar-coated cock gradually slips into your mouth and you begin to find it hard to breathe. Still it…actually tastes good, a little like the milk with a salty aftertaste. Maybe it’s not so bad, and you’re doing it for Fauna….suddenly, just as you begin to get comfortable, the Kirin starts moaning and panting, and pumping her hips. Pinning you to the floor with her gigantic equine frame, her full and sweaty balls slam against your face. You struggle to remain conscious as she speeds up, whilst Fauna is barely able to say anything except “uuuuu…” You’re sure she has heart-eyes, though her face is far out of view. This face-fucking goes on for several moments as her veiny cock is fully sheathed between your lips. The sloppy sounds of her throatfucking echo through the forest as she goes faster and faster, desperate to breed you. You imagine the feeling of her dumping ropes of fertile cum inside your mouth and how it will taste compared to her already strong and thick pre. It makes you drool, helping her cock slip in and out even better. Her desire to mate is strong and infectious and your mind plays thoughts of her mounting your ass and giving you a creampie after she’s finished in your throat. Overwhelmed, your rock-hard cock blows a painful load into your trousers. As if disappointed, the Kirin suddenly pulls out, making you cough. Placing the bucket by her dick, she pouts. “Hmph, since you came already, finish me off…I’ll fill the whole thing…”

You grab her fat dick as best you can from your awkward angle. It’s slippery with mixed spit and precum and your hands easily glide up and down it despite the flared tip. You guide Fauna’s equine cock into the bucket, observing how full her nuts appear to be, and sure enough as she lets out breathy moans a trickle of pre is replaced by full cum in powerful ropes. It splurts and shoots and fills the bucket gradually, the Kirin struggling to stay on her feet. The smell is overwhelming but surprisingly pleasant and floral, rather than the usual salty stench. Perhaps Kirin pheromones are scented nicely…

At last she finishes, and places the full bucket beside the other. They look remarkably similar, as she moves away and lets you stand up. You’re caked in sweat but feel relieved you can breathe again. She giggles once more “Thank youuu, sapling…. “ you’re quite unsure why she’s started calling you that, though you aren’t going to object. As she walks back from the buckets you hear her stomach gurgling loudly as if she hasn’t eaten in hours. “Uuuu….I need to grab a snack, but it’s so far back to the house…” surely she doesn’t expect you to fetch food for her? “I’m sure you’re hungry too right? I have a big doughnut for you riiiight here~” - you have a feeling “doughnut” isn’t literal since you neither see nor smell any baked goods, only the Kirin and her pheromones. She fetches another bucket labelled compost, which you assume is for her greenhouse, but she places it with the others. She reassures you it will get filled later. She then turns around and shows you her butt, saying “would you like to try my doughnut?”
Her puckered asshole is framed by her pussy underneath as well as those fat nuts of hers, but looks eager for worshipping. Clearly this is the doughnut she referred to, and it does look tasty….“You can fill it with cream if you like~” you notice a bottle of white, sticky lubricant has appeared, ready for use. To start, you lean in for a kiss as you kneel down…

Once again the taste is heavenly, and sweet, with only a faint hint of sweat as an aftertaste. You bury your tongue inside and put your hands on her ass for support as she giggles happily. “You’re doing a good job” she says cheerfully, “I’m proud of you, sapling~ now use your hands~” as she commands you obey, and line up your fingers. One, two, three at a time, they slip in effortlessly. You can feel your hand practically being sucked in. Her tummy gurgles again and distracts you, with your entire fist entering her in the process. “Ah, sorry. I’m getting really super hungry…but I’ll be nice and full soon~” you don’t like that tone one bit. You suddenly realise you’re alone in the forest with this magical Kirin girl and have no defences should she try anything against you. You go to pull out your hand so you can check your contract on your phone, and find it stuck. Her asshole pulls your arm deeper to practically your shoulder. She smirks, “Ara, bit off more than you can chew? Don’t worry, you have another arm, I’m sure that one won’t get stuck, silly” you think you might be able to pull your right arm out with your left, and her ass is definitely wide enough to accommodate it. You shudder at the thought of the kirin’s unusual magic guts, since the fact you’re arms deep inside her with her barely flinching shows they’re a worrying depth. Yet as your second hand goes in to pull the first out, it suffers the same fate and disappears inside with a “schlop”

You’re now totally stuck, and she giggles again. Without warning she backs up towards the stable, dragging you with her. “Ah, getting comfy? Don’t worry sapling, I’ll sit down with you and think about what to do, I have a nice comfy cushion underneath me after all~”
Your face is buried in her ass as she squats, but you feel it vacuuming you in. No….
In mere moments she swallows you with it and begins to pull you inside her head and arms first. Her belly groans and gurgles in anticipation as you are forced through her fleshy, labyrinthine insides, eventually all the way. After being sucked up for what may be an eternity, you regain the use of your arms and settle in her surprisingly roomy stomach. Or one of them, anyway, Kirin anatomy isn’t one of your strong points. Her asshole closes and the passage down is sealed. She drops to her knees and sighs, enjoying the feeling of her full and bulging belly. “Uuuu, thank you for the meal, enjoy your stay~”

Her belly and its juices begin to churn around you, and you attempt to struggle free of them. Her slippery walls repel all attacks, merely allowing you to leave hand imprints on the outside. “You’re going to stay in there, sapling, it’s no use trying to escape…I told you I wanted a meal” gurgle, glorp her guts churn around you and even trying to kick or punch gets no reaction. Your movement simply triggers more acid production as she starts to digest you.
She huffs and pants, wiping sweat from her brow - turns out digesting such a large meal takes a lot of energy. She places her hand on the side of her belly, against yours. “Ah, you look so cute in there, little sapling, it’ll be a shame when you go…”

The centaur-Kirin sits under the shade of one of her many trees to process her meal. Instinctively you keep trying to force your way out, even shoving a hand downwards, but a slurping movement and a giggle from the Kirin pulls you back in. “Ah, ah, ah” she says, “you aren’t coming out until I’m done with you~”
The stimulation from your fighting makes her pant again, and her thick horsecock becomes erect, trapped between her belly and the soft grass below. She moans as she rubs it against the ground and caresses her nipples, which have started lactating again. “Uuuuuuu…I’m gonna need another bucket now, you dummy…even in there you make me feel so goood…”
Every thrust makes her stomach churn some more and you feel more and more numb with each one. All you can hear is the wet noises of her belly and the moaning of the Kirin girl. Her iron stomach closes firmly about you and sloshes about as the thrusting speeds up.
Your strength fades, and she sighs another satisfied “Uuuuuuu~”

She seems to sense you losing your fight and you suddenly feel her voice echoing inside your head, almost telepathically. “Well now, it looks like your time is up, but now we can be together….forever~”
That’s the last thing you hear before her powerful stomach acids finally win. Drooling in ecstasy, the Kirin thrusts and pumps faster, and faster, and faster, until the squishy belly of hers at last makes her cum. She pauses, her tongue flops out, and ropes of thick seed splatter the grass, missing the buckets entirely. A solid minute or so later her swollen nuts are empty and her dick begins to shrink, just as her stomach starts to do the same. “Look at the mess you made, sapling…I spilled so much sap for youuuu…” she clutches the side of her belly, enjoying it’s returned squishiness. “Nnn, I think I’m gonna take a nap…” she says to herself as she yawns. She curls up under the nearby tree, listening to her digestive tract turning you to soup and feeling very satisfied.

Meanwhile back at COVER corp the next meal (aka intern) for the Kirin is being recruited already…