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Of course, he needs to be a bit bossy about it but the underlying respect is what’s important. As wild as the premise is, there’s a hook that isn’t just the sex. The fox-like woman’s beaming, sharp-edged smile froze, her glinting canines transformed into something sinister and vaguely threatening as Violet tapped the laptop, pausing the video for the third time that morning.She’d not yet made it past the introduction today, needing to repeatedly remind herself to breathe and stay upright and that she was home, so bolting out into the hallway and making a break for the elevator would make little sense, particularly if she wanted to avoid the uncomfortable scenario of her elderly neighbors hearing the sound of the video coming from her apartment and discovering what she was watching. Violet had known it the moment it pinged on the hiring app, squinting at her phone screen in disbelief as she scrolled, nearly a week ago. No experience necessary, on-the-job training provided. Two weeks vacation and full benefits, including dental. Dental! She had no idea what a milking technician was nor what it entailed, but the advertised starting salary was higher than any belonging to the handful of jobs open in her degree field, none of which paid enough to comfortably keep a roof over her head. There’s also some commentary about people (well, in this case, minotaurs) being commodified which added to the mix. There really is a lot more to the book than minotaur sex. It’s going to be fine. You can do this, who cares if you’re the only human. You really need this job.
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It’s more than minotaur sex however. There is worldbuilding and consent and relationship building. There’s not-shaming other female characters!! There’s no evil ex! Rourke is divorced and when Violet cyberstalks her to get the down-low she doesn’t judge her. Honestly, this is delightful. There is a mutual connection between Violet’s favourite minotaur (whose name turns out to be Rourke) and herself and he makes a special request for her to be the technician he sees for his appointments. The family upstairs had chosen that moment to begin what sounded like a good old-fashioned, barn-stomping square dance, reminding her that the roof over her head wasn’t exactly anything to brag about, which made the fact that she struggled to pay her rent even more galling.
What is the world even coming to when I'm sitting here thinking to myself, "I wish this had been lactation erotica." Welcome to Morning Glory! We appreciate you all taking time out of your days to visit the farm!” The tiefling standing before them had cool blue skin and the curling horns of a ram, and her smile was overly wide. “Today we’ll be giving you a tour of the facility, as well as the opportunity to register on our online portal and watch some process videos. Your portal access is good for twenty-four hours, in which time you’ll need to decide whether you’ll be a good fit for our team. If the answer is yes, you can input your schedule availability, and you’ll be put into the rotation for the following week.” The girl had paused to smile brightly once more, a spade-tipped tail swishing behind her. “Your first two weeks on the job will be shadowing technicians who have been with us from the beginning, so rest assured—you’ll be shown everything you need to learn before you’ll be on your own!” The interview process had been simple and straightforward: an online portal to apply, followed by a video call, during which she’d been asked about her work history and organizational skills. She’d been invited to visit the facility for the “final step in the process,” traveling to Cambric Creek, a neighboring suburb that boasted a multi-species population—a longer commute than she’d been hoping for, but as the GPS led her through the suburb’s quaint downtown, past shops and restaurants until housing developments gave way to agriculture and industrial parkways, she reminded herself of the full benefits offered. Before she knew it, she was turning into a long, circular driveway, parking in front of a building with the outer facade of a great red barn, praying this might be the break she needed. A note to DA Readers: there’s more to this book than weird minotaur sex. I promise. Although, to be fair, there is a fair bit of weird minotaur sex as well.)
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The goal for every client is a plentiful, speedy collection. That is the expectation with which you will approach every shift—getting our clients in and out and on with their day, all while maintaining our quality protocols. A plentiful, speedy collection makes for happy clients and a productive farm!” On Violet’s first day she has an experience with a particular minotaur which she finds arousing. Apart from him however, she doesn’t get turned on by her job. It’s not a sex service (although there are some creeper minotaurs who try and make it so – every species has them apparently). The mythology has it that the minotaur semen – alarmingly copious amounts of which are produced by the clients at the farm – is the magic ingredient in the “little blue pills” for human erectile dysfunction. What binds together these two angles on monster love is a creative subversion of patriarchy. For me, this is one of the reasons I find monster-f**king stories in general so exciting to read. And believe me, I’ve read a lot. Did you all miss my sexy tall frog-man prestige novel review? Monsters are a fantastical means to dive into our understandings of masculinity while keeping a reasonable distance from its oft-insidious reality. As with all sci-fi and fantasy fiction, the monsters are seldom just monsters. Bull semen, specifically Minotaur semen, was a major component in giving the pills the oomph their devotees needed . . . and she, in her new role, if she decided to take the job, would be responsible for collecting it.
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Morning Glory Milking Farm is exactly what you expect it to be but it’s far sweeter in execution than you would probably expect. There really isn’t anything creepy about this, which might surprise some who aren’t familiar with this growing sub-genre of romance. A lot of monster/alien/non-human romances play around with those intrinsically taboo notions. They delve into the darkness of their own concepts and the implied ideas of power dynamics. We’re not short of alpha monster stories where dainty damsels are flung over a furry/scaly shoulder and taken roughly. It’s an appealing fantasy for many. But there’s also the parallel version where the monsters are the antithesis of that image. They’re just big sweetie pies. That’s where Morning Glory Milking Farm falls. Its minotaur hero Rourke is a total darling. He’s kind, considerate, and totally devoid of a controlling streak. He doesn’t even mind that his new girlfriend wanks off other minotaurs for a living!
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