Mooing for Tips at the Cheep Pervert
The back-alley bar Cheep Pervert was packed with customers today like never before.
A few days ago, a stunningly beautiful elf waitress had joined the staff.
Unlike her elegant looks, she was a walking sex onahole, sucking every last coin from the patrons' wallets with her vulgar, low-class antics.
The drunken sots had no idea that Erophna's true identity was the queen of the elven kingdom of Luelle.
But that refined beauty of hers.
The unconscious elegance and poise in her speech and demeanor.
Even without knowing she was a queen, anyone could guess she came from noble blood.
When all the tips poured into her vulgar clown-cunt show and the other waitresses quit, leaving only Erophna behind, I thought, 'Damn, this ain't right...'
But anyway.
For someone to apply for a job here after witnessing Erophna's Cheep Pervert masochist bitch penny-begging cunt show?
And from a quick peek, they said she had beauty to rival Erophna's.
It was only natural that the Cheep Pervert was booming, and the bar owner Mac's face was beaming with smiles.
"That pretty, huh?"
"For real! I'm telling you, she's so gorgeous you wonder why she's working here! Maybe she's under some kind of heat curse?"
"Ahh, yeah, that could be it. The only place in the city where you can vent your heat through humiliating antics without straight-up selling your body is the Cheep Pervert."
"Selling your body might actually be better, though."
"Hahahahahahahahahaha!"
The two men laughed as they pushed open the door to the Cheep Pervert.
"Welcomeee♡ We welcome you to the bar Cheep Pervert♡"
A sweet greeting, like cooing to a lover with an aangh.
The two men got hard just from that.
I, Maltaris, had made two males go into heat with nothing but a greeting. I approached them in my awkward pose.
"Uh, moooo♡ Is this your first time at our barrr♡?"
"N-no... We've been here a few times before..."
"We had no idea it'd be this much... gulp..."
The two swallowed hard at the sight of my body.
The front of their pants bulged stiffly, and their hands twitched like they were about to grab my massive tits any second.
Of course it was.
My current look was so vulgar and low-class that any male would pounce within five seconds of laying eyes on it.
Starting from the top: To fit the Holstein beastkin concept, I wore cow-ear headbands.
Identification tags dangled from the ears of the headband.
A collar with a huge bell around my neck.
Lower down, on the tips of my ridiculously huge milk tanks, heart-shaped cow-print stickers instead of pink areolas, and black letters scrawled the menu across my white tits.
Further down, heart-shaped stickers on my crotch.
Of course, as a cow, they were spotted cow-print hearts.
For the record, I didn't have time to shave my patchy pink pussy decoration hair—and some guys liked it that way anyway—so I left it.
In other words, purple pussy whiskers poked out in curly tufts around the heart-shaped cow-print sticker.
A cow-tail anal plug stuffed in my ass, cow-print stockings and opera gloves on.
A walking vulgar cow through and through.
On top of that, I wore "fixation rings" magic bracelets on my limbs.
Thanks to them, my posture was legs splayed wide, pussy exposed, hands clasped behind my head in the ultimate vulgar cow-milkbag pussy-unsealed pose.
I had to work the whole night in this position.
'Nngh♡ Ooooh♡ Such humiliation♡ No wonder they say it's easier to just sell your body than dodge the whore curse like this♡'
To earn money without straight-up pussy-pounding live breeding, I needed to get just as vulgar and depraved as actual fucking.
'Yeah♡ No choice♡ Nngh♡ Only way to make money without selling my pussy♡ Uhihihihi♡'
"Hehe♡ Let me show you to your seats♡"
-Squish♡ Squish♡
Me, waddling along with my splayed frog-leg unsealed pussy swinging side to side.
And the two customers trailing eagerly behind me.
Along the way to the table, countless patrons ogled and enjoyed my body.
"Newbie! Nice ass!"
-Smack!
"Mooo♡ Th-thank you♡"
Even as my kingly dumptruck ass took a zero-resistance superconductor slap without mercy.
"Tits are huge. What cup size?"
"Mooo♡ Never measured♡ Head-cup maybe♡ Moo♡"
Even as they groped my massive tits hard.
"Nngh? Kinda wet down there?"
"Moo♡ Surrounded by such fine studs, it just reacted♡"
Even as a stranger rubbed the pussy sticker with his fingers, I couldn't resist.
Naturally, from this one-of-a-kind humiliation I couldn't get anywhere else, my baby-maker hole was already slick and sloppy♡
After all the vulgar teasing and groping, I finally guided the two to their seats.
"Please sit here♡"
"Thanks. Such a polite little cow."
"Mooo♡ Thank you♡"
"Can you bring the menu?"
The two sat down following my lead.
I bent forward at the waist, thrusting my massive milk tanks front and center for easy viewing.
"Here♡ Your menu♡"
-Slosh♡
My gravity-defying milkbags swayed freely.
The spotted cow-print heart stickers mesmerized their eyes like swinging coins.
The two men's brows furrowed at the sight.
"Tch! Teasing the customers? Can't see shit with those huge sandbags swinging!"
"Yeah! We're paying customers! You mocking our old-man presbyopia?!"
"Hiiiik♡ S-sorry♡ So sorry♡ I-I didn't mean it♡ These huge milk warmers make other customers happy when they swing♡ Sorry♡ Please wait till the pendulum stops♡"
I thrust my upper body forward, waiting for my jiggling tits to settle.
Of course, my head-sized, springy tits weren't stopping anytime soon.
Then one customer's patience snapped, and he reached for my chest.
"I said hold still!"
His thick fingers pinpointed my nipples through the heart stickers and yanked downward♡
-Streeeeetch♡
"Obohheeeee♡ Ghiii♡ S-sorrheee♡ Kkbbuuuh♡ I'll staaay stiiiill♡ Stop stretching my tiiiits♡ Morning-bun mammaries will turn into ugly baguette udders♡"
With frog-legs splayed and hands behind my head, I had no way to resist.
I could only tremble my bent legs and pray the customer improved his mood.
"Hmph! Don't care if your tits are morning buns, baguettes, or donuts. There, now we can see."
"Hey, lemme see the menu too."
"Yeah, here."
-Streeeeetch♡
The man gripping my cow tits handed them off to his buddy across the table♡
I climbed onto the table dead center, left milkbag stretched to the left guy, right one to the right guy, drooping in opposite directions♡
"Krbhooooo♡ Hbot♡ Bot♡ Hobobobobob♡"
My huge tits stretching long and wide like wings♡
What kind of pose is thiiiis♡
"Ahem. Now we can see properly."
"This Cheep Pervert waitress's huge tits make the menu easy to read. That's one good thing."
"Yeah, girls with small tits have tiny writing too. Fine. We'll have our usual—two beers and dried fish set. Hurry up."
"Kkhb♡ Y-yesss♡ G-got it♡"
The two released my nipples, and my grotesquely stretched tits snapped back.
'Oh no... they feel a bit longer now... hii♡'
I waddled awkwardly to the kitchen in my splayed pose.
Not far off, I spotted Erophna taking orders.
Wearing the same uniform, striking the frog-leg wide-open o-mangko dance pose.
The difference? Her nipple areolas were so huge the heart stickers couldn't cover them fully.
Her thick, rigid nipples bulged with heavy presence through the stickers.
And unlike my firm body, no matter how highborn she was, a thousand years had taken their toll—her tits, thighs, sides, all sagging or fattened.
A total married-milf cockthrobber through and through.
They say Dongtan has tons of bursting-housewife types. Erophna would fit right in there.
'Huh, elf pussy hair's blonde too.'
Her heart sticker was nearly buried in the thick golden bush.
"Hey, waitress! Show us the menu!"
A customer two tables away called for Erophna's menu.
"Yesss♡ Right here, sirs♡"
All Erophna did was turn her torso that way and flash her tits.
But thanks to her overwhelmingly massive udders, the menu was crystal clear from afar.
'As expected of someone with a few days' experience. Super efficient at orders.'
Never seen anyone rock the cow uniform like that before.
I waddled into the kitchen, where Mac quickly prepped two beers and the dried fish set.
"Here, deliver this."
Mac groped my body as he readied the serving gear.
The chilled 500cc beer mugs had small rings; he tied strings to them.
The other ends had sharp clamps.
"Heave."
"Ububehet♡"
Owner Mac clamped the beer mug to my heart-sticker-covered mammasheath nipple♡
"Hevgyah♡ Oook♡ Ot♡ H-heaaavy♡"
My tit tank bore nearly 1kg including the mug weight♡
It sagged grotesquely like a curtain♡
Mac repeated the process on the other tit♡
"Ubohoooo♡ Bot♡ Kkbuuu♡ H-heaaavy♡ Kkkoook♡ Y-you expect me to carry it liiiike thiiiis♡"
"Huh? Obviously. How else you gonna beat Erophna without this kinda vulgar shit? Tips here are finite. Get more depraved to grab attention, or your share vanishes. Then you're working for free."
"Kkuuu♡ B-but♡ This is too muuuch♡ M-my tiiits are gonna riiip off♡"
"Holstein beastkin should handle that easy! Don't they say baby Holsteins hang off the tits while nursing? Consider it practice."
What kinda practiiice♡
"Alright, now for this too?"
Mac held the plate with the dried fish set.
His hand moved to my crotch.
"W-wait♡ Hhhi♡ W-wait a sec♡ Th-that one♡ No♡ Really♡ Don't clamp thaaat♡ I'll carry it in my mouth insteead♡"
"What're you on about? Gotta clamp this too. Don't want tips? You'll get none if you can't match Erophna. This is all her fault for being too slutty. I'm helping you. Blame Erophna."
'What bullshit♡ Anyone can see it's your fault for no base pay♡'
I wanted to swing my milk sacks like weapons with the 1kg mugs, but I held back.
Competing with Erophna his way sounded hotter.
"Kk, kkhb♡ F-fine♡ No choice♡ H-hurry and claaamp♡"
I thrust my crotch forward for easy access.
Mac lidded the plate and tied the strings.
A serving plate rigged like a scale, strings on all four sides.
A clamp at the end.
The gaping jaws approached between my legs.
And—
—Crunch♡
The clamp bit my baby clit♡
"Nnghyooooooo♡ Ot♡ Ok♡ Ooooo♡"
"Endure it! Hold it in! Even with the lid, pussy juice in the serving plate is the worst!!"
"U, uhiiiik♡ W-won't cuuum♡ No maso clit crush orgy♡ I'll hooold♡ No pussy ink squirt octopus cunt♡"
I twisted my face and clenched my teeth to hold back the climax.
Then I exited the kitchen and served the table that ordered.
"Ugh♡ Grr♡ Kkh♡ Ugh♡ Ok♡ Nngyahamahababat♡ Hhok♡ Oot♡"
'Th-this is heeell♡'
Every awkward step made the mugs and plate swing wildly♡
-Wobble wobble♡
"Kkhot♡ Ot♡ Oooook♡"
Step right, mugs swing right, teasing my titty-nips♡
-Shake shake♡
"Behet♡ Kkhet♡ Nngbuheet♡"
Step left, plate swings left, yanking my pussy fountain button clit♡
"Kkhb♡ Kkut♡ Koo♡ Kuheet♡ Hhooot♡ H-hoold iiiit♡"
Just a few meters felt like death♡
"Mooo♡ Your two beers and dried fish set♡"