"All right young lady, halt" ordered Brie's Father. Brie still couldnt disobey and stopped where ahe was at, still standing on all fours. To her own surprise, her father rached underneath her and started groping her tits. "Hey what the hell Dad! Stop groping me." Her Father just ignored her though, as he went and brought in the bucket, placing it underneath her breasts, while also hooking up a tube to her ever flacid dick which ended in a glass vial.
"Honestly. Between you and your mother, I don't know who is more troublesome to deal with sometimes. You know how to milk yourself since I taught you. So just do it ok? It isn't healthy to not empty yourself." Her father spoke as if he didn't expect a response. "Its kind of amazing at just how much cow and dog milk you both produce. Between your udder tits and her 4 rows of breasts, you both produce just so much fluid. Lucky us that both of your sperms are extremely valuable to breeders. Not having to work a 9-5 job is really a big plus though."
Brie couldn't do anything but stand there as her Father took out her piercings and began tugging on her nipples. To Brie's disbelief, every tug on her nipples now shot out a jet of milk, and made her cum a little. Milking her tits didn't take too long, but after 8 minutes of a nearly continuous orgasm, Brie was mentally and physically exhausted. She had managed to fill the bucket up a quarter way with just her milk, and had the glass vial replaced 4 times as she filled them with cum.
"Alright Sweetie, feel better now? Why don't you head off to bed and get a good night's sleep." Said her Father as he place the rings back onto Brie's nipples and unhooked the leash. Brie found that she could move again, but not yet stand up on 2 legs. Her dad gave her head a pat and let her out of the bedroom. When she left, she was met with her mom curled up outside of the door, who was also naked, having lost her clothes somewhere. Clarice was behind her, gently stroking her side. Brie scowled at Clarice who simply smiled back innocently. As Brie walked past her, she spoke. "It seemed to me as if you were enjoying yourself just a moment ago. Did you enjoy your milking?"
Brie turned to face Clarice. "While I did enjoy the feeling, I rather disliked the process, and found the situation uncomfortable Mistress. But that is what you wanted, wasn't it?"
"Aww, you know me so well! No wonder you make for such a good maid. Yep, I think I will be keeping you around for a long time Brie. There is no need for Brendon to show his face anytime soon. Oh, and I think you need 1 more parting gift from me before we meet again for our next weekly session." Clarice waved her hand and vanished. Brie rolled her eyes and continued to her room, steping over her sleeping mother carefully so as not to wake her. When she finally collapsed back inside of her own bedroom, she was almoat too tired to undress. But she didn't want to ruin the beautiful maid outfit accidently. So, while she struggled a bit, she finally managed to slip out of the corset, dress, and other parts of the outfit and folded them neatly into a stack on top of her desk chair. The 2 last things were the heels and head piece, Brie reached up to get the head piece, and the moment she pulled it off of her head, nothing happened. Her body wasn't any different from before. Her blonde hair, 2 F-cup udder tits, her tail. Everything was the sa... Brie snaped her head around to face behind her as she reached out and grabbed her tail. She had a tail. And a cow's tail at that. "Figures. Like mother like daughter right?" She said to herself as she slowly crawled into her bed. She didn't even remember that she still hadn't removed her heels yet, as she quickly fell asleep while wearing them, too tired to care anymore.