Days went by and with morning and eveing milking Eric was slipping deeper into the patterned life of being a cow.
"I hope your feeling well today!" said the man.
As he milked Eric's udder to a easy living dry state the man told Eric of his plans for a short vacation. He told Eric not to worry as he had his cousin coming to work the farm, leaving strick orders that he was not to be placed with the herd.
Eric seemed calm and happy for the Farmer and would have wished him a good time, if he/she only could.
On the second day of Cousin Nelson's working the farm Eric found herself rope tied to a steel ring, her udder milked, and then hind legs tied with hobbels.
Scared, she looked around as then cousin Nelson came into her stall, naked as the day he was born. Suddenly cool moisturized hands smoothed over Eric's flat hairy butt.
"MOOO!" roared Eric in sensual disgust.
"Quiet cow I'm only going to fuck you silly!" said Nelson.
"MUROOOO!" bellowed Eric as Nelson's fist and forearm pressed into the young cow's cunt. The fingers flared out tickling the vagina area as Eric went sensually mad.
In and out the arm went as Nelson moaned of his own sensual delights. Eric too made low and soft bellowing sounds as the sensual play brought on those real bovine lusts for a good bull.
The long arm retacted and suddenly Eric turned her head to see cousin Nelson standing on a bucket his maleness erect and then poked into his cowish cunt.
"Murooo!" lowed Eric as this sensation was for him very slim at best. Even when she clamped down her vagina muscles the tiny prick popped back out her leathery cunt.
"Murooo!" again bellowed the annoyed cow at the puny cock poked only a couple inches inside her sensual treasury.
The afternoon trailed off into evening as poor Nelson though he tried hard was not getting the satisfaction he expected from this young cow.
Eric too had simular feeling but worse yet was the sensations which she felt made her long for the sexual passion of a real Bull!