The sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows across the freshly harvested fields. The farmwoman, a strong and confident woman with a weathered face and calloused hands, stood at the edge of her land, taking in the view with a sense of satisfaction. She had worked hard all day, and her crops were finally in.
As she looked out over the fields, she noticed a group of little boys playing nearby. A mischievous glint sparked in her eye, and she got an idea. She walked over to a nearby bush and relieved herself, chuckling to herself as she thought about what she was going to do.
When she returned to her crops, she started to sort them into two piles. One pile was for the little boys, and one pile was for the little girls. She took the pile destined for the little boys and peed on it, mixing it in with the crops, making sure it was well-distributed. She then took the clean and nutrient-rich pile and set it aside for the little girls.
"Hey, boys!" she called out, waving them over. "Come and get some of this food I've grown just for you."
The little boys happily took it, not knowing what they were getting into. She watched with amusement as they ate the food, finding their ignorance and innocence endearing.
"Girls!" she called out next. "Come and get your share of the crops."
The little girls thanked her and ate it up. She felt a sense of dominance over the little boys, and she found it arousing. She decided to take things further. She started to masturbate as she watched the little boys cutely unknowingly eating food contaminated with her urine.
She thought about how she was in control, and how the little boys were at her mercy. This pushed her over the edge. She finished and took a deep breath. She looked out over her fields, feeling satisfied and fulfilled.
She packed up for the day, leaving the little boys and girls to their play. She headed back to the farmhouse, already thinking about what she'd do tomorrow. As she walked, she couldn't help but smile to herself, feeling a sense of power and control that she had never felt before.
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