What you saw made you recoil in shock.
In the stall was a nude woman laying sleeping on a bed of straw.
Actually, when your eyes adjusted to the low light, you noticed there were multiple women sleeping cuddled up close to each other for warmth: one with red hair, and two who were dark brunettes.
Their bodies were massive, taking up much of the space of the stall; each one was roughly the size of a cow or horse.
The women's colossal pendulous breasts were of particular note, as they jiggled slightly with the movement of their chests.
Feeling numb from what you just witnessed, you quietly backed away from the stall and shut the door.
You stood there in the barn for a solid few minutes, and tried to process what was happening.
"What. The. Fuck", you muttered to yourself.
Was this all some kind of messed up dream you were having?
Did you pass into some kind of bizarro universe after you got lost in the fog?
You had to know more.
With your cheeks aflame, you quickly but quietly barged into the other stalls to make sure that you weren't losing your mind, but each time you did so, you only found more of the same: More naked women sleeping on the floor as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
You counted 40 women in total, though you had no doubts that there were more of them living in this huge barn.
Just as it seemed that your nerves weren't frayed enough, while you were standing in one of the stalls examining one of the unconscious ladies, you heard the distant sound of a door opening and heavy footfalls echo across the wooden floor.
Your blood froze in terror, and you instinctively searched for a place to hide while the footsteps drew ever closer.
Seeing few other options for hiding spots, you dove into a pile of straw that the girls were resting in, just when the door opened and a ______ walked in.
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