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    Coach's Milking Cow
    Coach's Milking Cow
    Coach's Milking Cow
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    Coach's Milking Cow

    By Kinky Press

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    Brandy has it bad for Coach.

    The small university’s football team is floundering, and with them, the funding for the entire school is in danger. Leaving Coach to have to make some hard decisions. How to peak his team’s performance and finally get on a winning streak?

    The solution is presented him in the form of an experimental sports drink, one that must be... homegrown. Coach knows exactly which young woman is dedicated enough to the team to take on such a big responsibility. Brandy will have to endure the immense swelling of her breasts as she produces enough milk for the entire, but will Coach be willing to share now?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSteamy eReads
    Release dateJul 19, 2020

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      Coach's Milking Cow - Kinky Press

      Chapter One

      Brandy tries not to lose hope at the sidelines, but it's a struggle, especially with the way the Ellsborough team are getting pummeled. She wishes she could do more. She wishes she could steal a helmet and charge the field, but she's stuck screaming and flapping her arms chaotically, trying to inspire players who are far too distracted getting their heads caved in.

      Horns sound at the final score of 27 to 0. The other team rushes to celebrate, something not unheard of to the Ellsborough Titans. They haven't won a game the entire season.

      Brandy loves football, and she loves cheerleading even more. She knows the guys on the team and knows how hard they fight. They know they're up against the odds, being a newly formed team in a small farming community going against veterans, but they still try their best.

      She drops her pom poms on the bench. Her best friend, Jodie Gamble, with her dark locks shrouding her petite face is already sitting down. She didn't remain standing during the last minutes of the game. Being the head cheerleader, Brandy should say something, but she decides against it. They're already pushed too far, too disappointed in the team. A lot of them aren't rejoining next season. Jodie is one of them. She thinks she would get a better audience if she cheered in a cow field.

      I don't want to look. I just want to go home, Jodie says.

      It's not that bad. It could be worse, Brandy tells her.

      It technically could be worse, but Brandy can’t keep using the same lines every time they lose. Coach doesn’t hold back any disgust on the team. From the sidelines, they can hear him over the roar of the winning team.

      He's an intimidating man, who looks like he would be a great drill sergeant. He looks like he missed his calling for football about twenty years ago. Back then, Ellsborough didn't have a team, but if they did, Coach Wolfe would’ve been the star. Wide shoulders, impressive jaw, and sharp features, he's another reason why Brandy stays on the cheerleading team.

      Some of the college professors file out. Some are laughing, giving up, while others, like the priests and the ones in business suits try to hide their anger.

      Coach Wolfe finishes his stern lecture. Brandy sees the star player, Rex, gripping his helmet tightly, his muscles bulging and his eyes raging. Brandy wants to say something to him, but she knows it's not the time. Rex is one hell of a player and one hell of a lady's man. He's not just all brawn, but he's got brains, too, studying in the library for hours on end and getting better grades than Brandy, no matter how hard she tries.

      She rarely sees him at parties, but when she does, he's always cool and reserved, no matter how many drunk girls approach him. He probably fucks them in the back after, but he doesn't make a show over it. Brandy likes him for that.

      Jodie has her sights set on Sean. He's built like a tank and in contrast to Rex, he slams his helmet into the turf. He storms off. Rex heads back to the sidelines in quiet contemplation.

      Facing the defeated cheerleading squad, Brandy keeps her chin high and sticks up her chest, ready to give them a motivating speech.

      It's not everything she imagined, but it's good enough.

      Hey, maybe they'll start coming for the cheerleading team. If they're not going to give it their all, we will. Practice on Monday, she says, and there’s a groan all around.

      ***

      He’s through blasting the team, ripping whatever shreds are left of them into even smaller, useless shreds, when Coach Wolfe spots Father Harrington striding his way. His lips quiver, but they’re stapled down by a bite. He curls it into a fake, smug smile as the Father meets him. Coach Wolfe knows this isn't good.

      He’s going to feel even more useless than the guys he tore into a few moments ago.

      We need to talk, Father says.

      He's usually plastered at these games. The fact that he's not gives Wolfe a bad feeling. Father Harrington is a jolly drunk. What would he be like during a hangover?

      He fears he's going to be fired. He probably deserves to be. Wolfe has no choice but to follow Harrington, who strides off with his hands clasped behind him like he's leading him to his death with glee.

      They enter the back door to the administration building, not far from the newly constructed football field. They pass a meticulously trimmed, colorful garden with a stone walkway that leads right into Harrington's office.

      Please, sit down, he says.

      Wolfe drops onto the seat. Father Harrington takes his seat behind his massive desk. There must be leverage for him back there, because Wolfe is a big guy, and he's looking down on him. Since Ellsborough is a religious institution, some of the priests hold high positions, most high is Father Harrington.

      Another loss, he says bluntly.

      Wolfe doesn't know how to react.

      Sorry, Father, he says like he's confessing his sins.

      He holds his hand up, stopping him. Please, I'm tired of hearing sorry. Something else must be done this time. This has gone on far too long, wouldn't you say, Mr. Wolfe?

      Yes, he says. He doesn't want to push his luck.

      Father Harrington turns a different shade, a bright, bubbling pink, his rage festering at the surface and threatening to break.

      I don't have to tell you what happens if we keep losing like this, do I? I don't think I do. You already know, which angers me further. You know what we're up against.

      I know, Wolfe says. He knows they will lose the college. Funding will dry up. The football team was their biggest hope to get more funding for the college and more students. They used to rely on agriculture, but they can't do that any longer. It's not profitable, and there are other schools offering better.

      I don't want to give up on this school, on these students. This place mustn't be closed down, and you must start winning. If they don't pick it up in their final games, you'll be fired, but I don't want to do that. You know what you're doing. These kids just need some extra motivation. They need to be inspired. That's what's lacking.

      I agree. They need a reason to play hard, on and off the field. They don't see this football thing as working out. If the whole school would get into the spirit, if they would all care about it more, they would start eating and training right. They would start keeping better care of themselves off the field.

      You'll need to find another way to motivate them. The rest of the school has lost their faith in them. They need to earn their respect back. For now, you need to figure out some other way, get motivated yourself, or it's your job. Do you understand me, Wolfe?

      Coach Wolfe nods solemnly. He stands up. Father turns his chair to the side, ignoring him and looking out at the garden. Wolfe exits silently.

      Everyone has mostly left the parking lot by the time Coach Wolfe packs everything and says his goodbyes. There's still some lingerers stopped by a food truck. At second glance, it's not a food truck but a milk truck, something strange to see even in the quaint town of Ellsborough.

      As he approaches, the last woman in line — he remembers seeing her before in the crowd — tells him, You should try some. Best thing I've ever tasted.

      Wolfe is interested. He already could use a cool, refreshing beverage to pick him up for the long ride home, but even better if it's something special. The worker inside looks like he's closing shop, but he stops when he sees Coach Wolfe.

      He recognizes the young

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