The tanned Asian cowgirl moaned in lust as we walked back into the milk tea shop. Two people I didn't recognized were desperately trying to put the good little cow slut's clothes back on her to preserve some sort of dignity.
"Excuse me, aren't you here for some milk tea?" I asked politely to the couple.
The woman looked at, shaking her red hair out of her face and saying "This poor woman seems to be having some sort of mental breakdown! Can't you see we're trying to help?"
She spoke with a slight accent, her lips a deep ruby red and her eyes green and bright. Her skin was a pale milky white, similar to Ashley's, but her cheeks were adorned with cute little freckles. The woman's breasts looked to be a C cup or so and her body was fit, easily seen through her jean shorts and yellow halter top.
"I was about to call for an ambulance," said the man beside her, looking to be in his mid-twenties just as the red headed woman seemed. He was tall, brown hair, nothing particularly interesting going on with his fashion choices.
"Sir, madam, this is a milk tea store. This is simply a milk slut cow. All shops like this have them."
The two stood up slowly, nodding as the information set in.
"I'm Ashley! I'm here to take your order!" Ashley beamed at her two new customers, her right hand still stroking her futa cock, the desperate horny Asian slut.
"I apologize for Ashley," I began, "She is a charming slut once you get to know her but just the horniest little thing. As the new manager of this shop I'd be happy to treat the both of you to free drinks for your inconvenience."
"I, I'm sorry. I guess I just haven't been to too many shops like this before. Still, is it too much to ask for this woman here to put her clothes on before she serves us?" The red headed woman glared at the Ashley, who smiled back at her.
"I apologize again..."
The red headed woman glared at me now, "Sarah," she said promptly.
"I apologize again Sarah. After all I'm sure you get very crabby without your milk. Isn't that right...?" I looked over at the man now eyeing Ashley's naked tits.
"Oh it's Steven," he said affably.
"Steven! I was just assuming your daughter here gets pretty cranky when she doesn't have her bottle of milk around this time."
Steven's eyes began to glaze a bit as he cocked his slightly, looking from me to his fiance.
"Uhh..yes. Oh gosh yes, it's pretty embarrassing." He walked over to Sarah and asked, "Now honey what kind of milk do you want today?
Sarah looked at her fiance aghast. "How dare you take that tone with me Steven, I'm your fiance not some child you're buying a treat for. What did you do to him?"
She strode towards me as I grabbed her by the waist and in a smooth motion bent the woman over, quickly pulled the back of her shorts down and gave her a slap on her smooth, pale ass cheeks.
"You naughty girl! Now it's one thing to be cranky because you haven't had your bottle but to behave like this in front of your daddy over there. Steven, you need a firmer hand when you're parenting this one."
Sarah found herself weak, squirming in my hold, unable to break free.