Cousin and the Cow

Da Biao's real name is Liao Zhonghai, from Jiangxi. We all called him Lao Biao (Old Cousin). Later, we discovered that Lao Biao's penis was unusually large, so we started calling him Da Diao (Big Dick). Later, considering the impact, we changed it back to Da Biao. We discovered Da Biao's large penis about two months after we enrolled. When we first enrolled, the weather was very hot. The first thing the guys in the dorm did after military training was to go to the washroom for a cold shower. A huge tub of cold water poured down on us—wow, it felt amazing! Everyone was having a great time showering and playing around in the washroom, but Da Biao was the only one missing. Later we learned that people from the south don't use public showers; they shower alone at home and had never experienced so many people naked together before.
During that time, we often saw many southern students showering in the washroom late at night when we got up to use the bathroom, wearing only underwear, but we never saw Da Biao there. Autumn arrived quickly, and the weather grew cooler day by day. Taking a bath in the washroom was no longer practical. For 3 yuan a ticket, a hot shower at the school's public bathhouse was incredibly comfortable. Fewer and fewer southern students were taking baths in the washroom late at night. As a result, a group of "underwear soldiers" appeared in the school's bathhouse. Wearing only a pair of underwear, they enjoyed their baths under the hot water taps. The underwear clung tightly to their bodies under the hot water, outlining their "little birds" and "eggs" twice the size of their "little birds."
The upperclassmen were already used to this, but we freshmen laughed every time we saw it, laughing until we were breathless. By the third time, we realized that our dorm's eighth roommate, also known as "Big Brother," was still stubbornly trying to take a cold shower in the washroom. So, under my "brilliant decision," the seven of us, following the order of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, began to use various tricks on Big Brother, including "Deceiving the Heavens to Cross the Sea," "Removing the Ladder After Reaching the Roof," "Secretly Crossing the Chencang Pass," "The Self-Inflicted Injury," "The Beauty Trap," and "The Chain Trap." Finally, we dragged Big Brother into the shower room. Within a minute, the seven of us stripped naked, rubbing our hands together with lewd smiles and chuckling, as we approached Big Brother step by step. I suspect that besides being unaccustomed to it and shy, a major reason Big Brother hesitated to shower here was that his "little bird" was too small, maybe even undeveloped. Hehe, as his roommates, we couldn't laugh at him too much, but we had to know a thing or two, hahaha. "Brother, we've already 'seen it all' with you, it's time for you to 'be honest' too!" "Boss," my brother called to me, "I..." "You don't want us to help you, do you?" I winked at my brothers, and our circle immediately shrank by half. "No, no, no," my brother waved his hands in fright, and then he had no choice but to start taking off his clothes one by one. Watching my brother take off his clothes, wow, I actually felt a surge of pleasure. Damn, so this is what it feels like when gangsters on TV force women into prostitution. I guess everyone felt the same way, because everyone was staring intently at my brother taking off his clothes. People outside our circle were shocked by our behavior, thinking we were going to do something to my brother, that one coward actually went to the teacher dressed. My brother finally took off his trousers, revealing a pair of skinny calves, and then... and then... damn! My cousin's underwear was bulging with a huge bulge, like two pairs of cotton socks stuffed inside. All seven of us froze, our eyes glued to his crotch! "Really? What if two pairs of socks fall out when he takes off his underwear?" I tried to joke casually, but it had no effect. My cousin pulled down his underwear, and the thing dangled down.
"Fuck!" "Fuck!" "Damn it!" "Get lost!" "You motherfucker!" We all took a big step back in fright, followed by a cacophony of curses. First we cursed, then the surrounding people came over, saw my cousin's enormous penis, and everyone started cursing.
A 20-centimeter (or more) penis hung casually between my cousin's legs. The classmate who had been too scared to go find the teacher earlier came over with an old man we didn't know where he'd found. The old man, hearing our swearing, thought we were about to fight. He walked away, yelling at us, "What are you saying! What are you doing? What do you freshmen think you're doing? How can you be so rude? You want to…", then the old man finally saw my cousin's enormous penis, and for two seconds it froze, like a close-up in a comic book. I could almost see several giant words flying out of the old man's mouth, filling the entire bathhouse: "Fuck your mother!" Then he ran out. "Cousin!!" I
knelt on one knee, shouting loudly to show my loyalty. Then the whole bathhouse echoed with that shout, the sound lingering for three days! Our class has the guy with the longest penis in the whole school. But it's nowhere near as good as the girl from the next class, the one with the biggest breasts in the whole school. After all, penises are usually hidden in the crotch, unseen by others. But breasts, similarly hidden under clothes, are always visible in shape and size, especially huge ones. Although we were in adjacent classes, our major actually had very few students—only three classes in total, roughly equivalent to one and a half classes in other majors. The courses for all three classes were exactly the same; this meticulous division was merely for ease of management. Soon after enrolling, "Cow" established her status as the "Queen of Breasts." Cow's breasts weren't just large relative to her body size; they were absolutely enormous. During class, she could place her breasts on the desk to relieve the strain on her shoulders. By her second year, after learning to cheat on exams, those breasts became even more invincible. Cow's classic trick was to openly place the cheat sheet on her desk, copy the answers, and then, when the teacher came, simply place her two large breasts on top… But that's just gossip. Cow's story isn't easy to tell, because simply describing the swaying of her breasts as she walked doesn't seem to help everyone understand just how large they were. Here, I'll talk about the incident that cemented Cow's title as the "Queen of Breasts"—an incident I believe will be circulated permanently in my school, forever. Dear readers, please be prepared before reading the following text. Tissues aren't necessary, as there are no explicit scenes. However, a system backup is recommended; I'm worried your computer might not be able to handle the stimulation. If you have asthma or heart conditions, it's best to continue reading under the supervision of a family member. A week after enrollment, we were invited to participate in various welcome activities organized by the second-year students. There were hometown associations, alumni gatherings, welcome parties… the most important of all was the welcome basketball tournament. There were two games, a men's game and a women's game.

The men's games were negligible; what's so interesting about them? No high level of skill, no cheerleaders, who wants to watch men's games? The men's games ended before 2:30. Suddenly, the clear blue sky was overcast, and a howling wind arose. *Hiss*, I gasped, a quick mental calculation playing on my fingers—was something big about to happen?! Just as I was still hesitating, the upperclassmen's team entered the court, and whistles and cheers erupted. I looked, and wow, they were indeed extraordinary—tall, large-breasted, and slender-waisted, each carrying a basketball; they were beautiful, but not enough to change the atmosphere. When our team entered, the court fell silent. The "cow" (referring to a female player) led the way, right hand holding her breasts—no, I mean, her ball—and strutted confidently. Goodness, holding a ball? Compared to her breasts, I felt the basketball paled in comparison. The faces of the opposing upperclassmen, who had just been smug and posing, instantly changed color. Not only did the faces of the people on the court change color, but all the female students present also looked rather unpleasant. Cow, however, didn't care. With a flick of her wrist, she tossed the milk—oh no, no, the ball. The ball hit the referee's foot, and only then did the referee snap out of it, pulling her gaze away from Cow's ball—well, her milk. The most exciting part of the entire game was Cow dribbling the ball. One ball in her hand, two balls in front of her chest, a fake, a fake, and another fake—ah, milk in! (Ah, milk, ah, ball, never mind, you know it.) Both sides were giving it their all, and finally, with one minute left in the first half, a scene that could affect everyone's lives unfolded: Cow dribbled towards the basket, the opposing team quickly retreated on defense. In just two seconds, Cow had reached the opponent's basket, now a 1v2 situation. Cow faked past one player, then jumped to shoot, only to be blocked in mid-air by the other player. Shot, miss. After landing, the cow quickly jumped back and managed to grab the rebound. Then, upon landing again, this scene unfolded: due to the intense scramble and the cow's rapid landing, combined with the effects of inertia (discovered by Newton), one of the cow's breasts somehow managed to spill out of her bra and protrude from above her basketball jersey… Blue jersey, deep red basketball, snow-white breasts… Time seemed to stand still. It was undeniably a massive, unmistakable breast, instantly shattering the rumors of it being "fake." Everyone on and off the court was stunned, and this moment only further demonstrated the cow's domineering presence. Completely ignoring the out-of-control breast (or perhaps not even seeing it), and the stunned crowd (or perhaps not even seeing it), the cow grabbed the offensive rebound, jumped again, shot, and it went in! Simultaneously, with the powerful upward momentum, the escaped breast retracted. The first half ended in this breathtaking spectacle. Then in the second half, all five players on the senior's team were substituted, and the five substitutes didn't even dare to look the cow in the eye, ultimately resulting in a crushing defeat.
This match cemented the cow's status as the "King of the Milk World."

[The End]

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