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Posing in front of the full-length mirror, Penelope was able to see that it did indeed look very good. A cute little cow tail hanging down beneath her skirt. And as her skirt wasn’t too short, it wasn’t immediately obvious.
She shifted her weight from foot to foot to try and adjust to it. “I might need a minute or two,” she said. “And then we’re going to the zoo?”
“That’s right. What do you think will be more comfortable, walking or sitting in a golf cart?”
Rachel apparently thought that she was very funny.
CHAPTER 22
Rachel
The petting zoo was by the stables. They wandered over there slowly, Penelope occasionally wincing, but she was doing amazingly well. Rachel was very proud of her.
She hadn’t ever personally gone to a petting zoo while wearing a butt plug, but she imagined that it wasn’t the easiest of trips.
There were three cows in the barn—Stella, Elsa and Anna—but Penny was more excited about the fluffle of bunnies. They all had adorable on-brand names, and when the petting zookeeper came over to meet them, Penny asked if she could pet them.
“Absolutely,” said the petite woman, “but you might want to be careful about crouching down with your tail—it might get a bit mucky.”
The African Grey parrot on her shoulder bounced up and down, muttering “a little bit mucky, a little bit mucky” over and over.
“Sorry about him. I’m Reese, and this is Bossy P, who is just as bossy as his name implies.”
“That’s okay,” said Penelope, and then looked in relative anguish at Rachel. She was clearly torn between petting the bunnies and messing up her tail.
“You’ve forgotten, Strawberry Moo,” said Rachel softly. “The tail part of…that… is detachable. I can hold it until you’re done if you like.”
Penny’s cheeks flushed, and she shot an embarrassed look at Reese who shook her head reassuringly.
“There are plenty of us on the Ranch who have all kinds of special things we like to wear. If you’d like some privacy, I can show you into one of the stalls, so you can take off the tail?” She looked at Penelope’s cow ears with a smile. “We’ve been cleaning some of them out, so I can put you in one reserved for the cows, if you like.”
Penny’s blue eyes got wide, and she nodded so hard that Rachel was surprised her ears didn’t fall off. “Yes please, Reese. That would be amazing; thank you!”
They were led to a stall toward the back of the barn, which had a high gate made of wooden slats.
“No one will be able to see in there, unless they’re right up close,” said Reese, “and Bossy P and I will stand guard at the front of the barn, to make sure that no one disturbs you.”
“Thank you,” said Rachel, genuinely grateful for the promise of privacy. As much as she enjoyed teasing Penny, showing her plugged arse off in front of other people would be a step too far.
Besides, she liked the fact that only she really knew what was hidden beneath Penelope’s skirt.
“Come on, little moo,” she said, clipping the leash that she’d had hidden in her pocket onto Penelope’s collar. Penny squeaked in surprise. “What, did you think I’d forget your leash?”
“No?” replied her sub, looking bashful.
“Kiss the girl!” the parrot suddenly squawked from behind them, and Reese turned red-faced to apologize.
“It’s totally alright,” reassured Rachel. “He’s got the right idea anyway.” She tugged on the leash, pulling Penelope toward her until their lips kissed gently. Then she opened her mouth and coaxed some moans from her pretty little cow, and even a quiet “moo”.
“Come on then,” she said, and Penny followed her obediently into the stall.
There were a number of ways in which Rachel could take off the tail, and it was a quick, easy thing to do… but why waste the opportunity of being in an actual cow’s stall.
She looked at the floor, and then at Penelope’s knees. She really should have thought about shinpads. But she did have her jacket with her, so she spread it across the hard-packed dirt and then gestured toward Penny.
“Would you like me on my knees?” asked Penelope, a note of sass entering her voice.
“On your knees? Oh no, my little hucow, I want you on all fours.”
