Merissaful farm (A Growth And Expansion Story)

Part 1 [The Deal]

"No, damn it! I've said it already and I won't say it again, do you hear?". The dairy farmer cried out as he shifted his long brown trench coat. The female farmer on his right had recoiled at his demanding voice, looking him over with slight shock and caution. The two farmers were not married or even in a relationship. The two dairy farmers were strangers to one another, both only starting work on the farm a few weeks ago. The female, Elizabeth, joined to be the successor of her grandfather who ran the farm for several decades before retiring to North East states of the US. The male, Miller, was a little less fortunate. His mother had ran the farm for only half a decade before realizing she could not handle the old man anymore. His constant askings and wants drove her crazy. Could an old man so clueless about horticulture and farm life truly be an experienced farmer? How could he had run this place for so many decades? These questions piled up in Miller's mother's mind up until the day she abandoned the farm.
It had lied abandoned for three years, until a few weeks ago when her son took it upon himself to repossess and sustain the farm for profit once more.
Elizabeth readjusted her yellow-tanned sun hat, to keep the glare of the sun off her pale face and rosey cheeks. She gulped nervously and stared down at the floor as the two men "negotiated", it was more of a plea.
"She's a rare breed, you won't regret it I promise". The dealer pushed on.
"I don't care if she's some moon goddess, I won't have her". The farmer continued.
"Why not?"
"She won't make me money, as simple as that".
"She will!"
"She won't."
"I'll...give her to you for 20 percent off!"
"No."
"Thirty perc-". The dealer was cut off by the man begining to stand up. The dealer began to worry that we would continue loosing money because he couldn't get rid of this anthropomorphic cow girl and another bunny. The reason they were not taken by anyone was because...
"I won't have her! Nor that bunny. They can't make me any money, especially the bunny girl. Even if they are cute, I need a cow. A standard, traditional cow. Not some human like girl who has big tits!". The farmer yelled out. Hearing the comment about chest proportions, Elizabeth nudged her knee into his leg. Miller recoiled back some and cleared his throat, realizing he may have gone too far with his language. The twenty-three year old sighed and shifted his coat, looking down at the desk that separated the dairy farmers from the dealer. The big, well fed dealer. His moustache didn't make him anymore welcoming either.
"Well we all know you can't afford a traditional cow just yet Miller". Elizabeth chimed in.
"And we also all know that these... anthropomorphic beings are not accepted everywhere. Infact they're not allowed in many areas, especially major cities and anywhere that deals with political influence. But, you said we could make money?". She asked the gentleman across the mahogany desk. He nodded. She smirked.
"In that case, it can't hurt to see them right? Bring them out here". She smiled, though Miller was much less enthusiastic about seeing the two anthropomorphic beings.
"Them? Who's them? We are most certainly not buying a bunny! She can't get us any money, the cow maybe, but not the bunny". Though before Miller could change her mind, the dealer was already out of the office and getting the two girls. He certainly did not want to keep them, as he hoped they would be taken by these two farmers. Miller stood up straight and brushed his trenchcoat down, ridding himself of the imaginary dust. Elizabeth wondered what they looked like. Unlike her acquaintance, she had never seen something like them. A bunny girl to her sounded cute, she had always wanted a little bunny, and a child. Perhaps this could be a solution to both. Perhaps this bunny girl could fill the void inside her that pleaded to be filled. Miller on the other hand took his job more seriously, he wanted profit, not some bunny girl to dirty up his place and be annoying.
A few more minutes passed and the dealer came in, holding a leash.

"Merissa and Bou". He said.

The leash was a thick, black leather connecting two collars. One collar held the neck of Merissa, the cow girl. The other held the neck of Bou, the bunny girl. Merissa was small, only five feet tall. Her skin was as pale as milk, though with the occasion dark grey spot littered around her soft body. She also sported a thin whippy cow tail and small frontal horns on her head. Standing to her left was the even smaller bunny. She was only four feet, six inches tall. Bou had a small cotton ball tail above her little rump, as well as long bunny ears that stretched to be half a foot long. Bous' two front teeth stuck out of her mouth behind her whiskers, giving her a cute bunny-like face. Her small, thin, black shorts showed off her long slender legs which were covered in white fur.
The two girls stood shoulder to shoulder, or more shoulder to elbow due to the height difference. They looked almost scared and worried, staring up at the two dairy farmers. However the cow girl looked less so.
Millers eyes stared at Merissa's breasts. They were nearly flat, so small and unpronounced unlike what he had expected. He slammed his fist on the desk and looked at the dealer. The two girls recoiled back from his outburst.

"Is this some kind of joke? What date is it? I'm pretty sure the first of April had already passed. This cows chest is flat. How can she produce anything?". Miller cried out.

"She produces some I promise. Just feed her generously and she'll grow bigger and more full. More capable of producing". The dealer fired back.

However while the men were arguing, Elizabeth's eyes were glued to the bunny. Her eyes scanned up and down her body, admiring her little cotton tail and stalky ears. Those cute teeth and whiskers. It simply was too much for her. Bou noticed this and looked away, not quite enjoying the woman staring her down.

"I'll throw them into a bundle! And sell them as a bundle for thirty-five percent off". The dealer cried out.
"It'll take more than tha-". Miller was cut off again.

"Forty-two percent and I'll throw in some supplies". Just before Miller could argue again, Elizabeth cried out.

"Deal! It's a deal!" She said, finally prying her eyes off the bunny long enough to look the dealer in the eyes.

"Elizabeth?". Miller asked, but she was already shaking his hand and confirming the transaction.

Bou and Merissa looked at each other, with some excitement. No longer would they have to be held in a cage and wait to be bought. The supply dealer handed Elizabeth the leash and hurried out of the office.
She smiled and hugged the two girls. She was about five foot seven inches. So quite a bit taller than the two girls.

"Ooh! I can tell already that we'll have so much fun! And that you Merissa will make us money!"

Meanwhile, Miller shook the hand of the dealer reluctantly.

"I'll have your money by the end of the week. But if I don't get my promised income, were going to have some problems". Millers said.

"Oh like what, what problems?". The dealer challenged.

"Court problems. We'll see how well you can hold up. I know you don't exactly put your more experimental values into nice holding pins. And now thanks to Elizabeth, I have two victims that could testify on my behalf". Miller grinned and shifted his coat again, turning to leave. The dealer frowned.

"It's not smart to say things like that around experienced men like me, hot shot. You oughta watch your tone, I made sure your mother watched hers". He stung back

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Merissa:
Age: 18 years
Height: 5'
Chest: A cup
Hair: Pale blonde, short (to her shoulder blades).
Weight: 120lbs

Bou:
Age: 18 years
Height: 4',6"
Chest: Flat
Hair: Silver, short (to her shoulders)
Weight: 92lbs