Bessie was curious if she would have the same kind of life with farmer 5 yeas from now. "I want to progress 5 years in age" she said. A tingle in her nose ring was the first sign of the changed world. In a single second the changes that her body went through over 5 years hit her like a train. All the changes felt like nothing when compared to 5 years worth of orgasms catching up to her. The pleasure was so overwhelming she came and pissed at the same time unable to control her body due to sensory overload.
After riding out the aftershocks she collected herself mentally as a heavy scent of urine and vaginal fluids wafted through the air. Her ass and vagina felt stretched and loose. She felt her lips drooping down a good 10 inches lower than before. Her ass permanently agape.
"Why am I this loose? There is no way the farmer could have stretched me out like this, he's hung but he could barely reach past my lips."
She didn't have much time to ponder this as the itch deep inside her started warming its way up. "Oh no. I'm in heat."
Just then a young blonde woman with pigtails and plain clothes walks into the barn. "Hi Bessy. How ya hangin on girl?"
Bessie stayed silent as she had no idea who that was.
"Ian is tired so I came here to help ya out."
Ian was the farmer's name so Bessie assumed this was some kind of hired help he must've gotten.
The girl walked over to a side room and wheeled out a machine with a big black rubbery horse phallus, easily 2 times the size of a human arm and 4 times as thick. Bessie was surprised to see such a massive thing but even more surprised by her body's reaction. As if on queue her pussy moistened as drops of lubrication slid down her elongated folds and dripped down her leg no doubt enchanced by the warmth of heat in her needy insides.
The woman wheeled the contraption behind Bessie and aligned it with her pussy, inserting it about 5 inches inside with a wet noise as Bessie braced for what she knew was coming.
The machine came to life thrusting its dildo portruion deep inside the cow. Bessie made a loud bestial sound as it violated her insides as the walls clamped down hard eager for release.
The girl walked in front of Bessie having apparently taken off all her clothes. "C'mon girl, you know the rules. I scratch your pussy you eat mine." Bessie sniffed the wet folds of her caretaker. No wonder she worked here, Ian must've been ecstatic to find somebody who shared his cow fetish.
Eating out girl while body shattering power of the machine pounded the heat out of her was a great experience, she didn't know how she'll go back to the old life of taking human dick after that. The girl moaned in a rather cute way as
A stream of urine flowed into her mouth
"That's right Bessie girl. Drink up like a filthy horny animal you are." She smiled capping off this smack talk.
As much as regular Bessie would've been fine with this, Bessie felt insulted by this amount of degradation. Being reduced to a role of tis person's piss slut felt wrong even for an old cow. Additionally the taste of her former lover's jizz in this bitch made her feel a pit of jelousy swelling in her throat.
Bessie stopped eating her out and said "I wish you were my dung." The girl looked confused for a second until she popped out of existence.
Bessie heard a loud growling in her body as a massive pie fell out and splattered on the ground hitting the phallus and machine on its way down. She wished for the shit to teleport outside as she didn't want her barn soiled with this man stealer.