Brie eagerly tapped on her parents bedroom door with her front right "hoof" so that her Father would let her in. Her udders were so full that she couldn't even say a word when he opened the door and just moved passed him over to the milk bucket.
Her Mom, who had been laying down on the bed, hopped down and walked up next to her as her tail wagged back and forth. It was Brie's first time seeing them, but sure enough. All along her Mom's underside in 2 columns, were row after row of smallish breasts, 10 in total. Every one of them looked slightly red from just being milked. In fact, a few leftover droplets were still forming even now.
Now standing besides her daughter, Brie's Mom leaned her head down below Brie's body and gave one of her long teats a few licks before she took it into her mouth and began to suck. Immediatly, Brie's milk began to flow out her teat and into her Mother's mouth. Brie may have put up more of a struggle if not for the fact that she was finally getting the release she sought after all morning.
"Come now dear, save some of her milk for out buyers. We can't have you draining our cash cow" said Brie's Father as he sat down next to them and readied the bucket underneath Brie, while hooking up the sperm collection tube.
Brie's Mom took one more sip and released the teat which continued to drip out milk at a constant rate into the bucket below. "Ok, I just needed to get my daily dose in is all. There is still pleanty left to get out, I assure you." And with that she hopped back onto the bed and curled up to watch. Brie's Father was just about to start when he suddenly got up and left the room. Brie could hear him start the car and drove off, much to her fear. She needed to be milked still. She pleadingly looked towards her Mom, hoping she would take over, or at least continue to suckle out her milk, but found her Mother had fallen asleep.
Left without any other options, Brie could only resort to one last choice. "Mistress, please. Can you please milk me. I am so full, and I can't stand it." She nearly was in tears when Clarice materialized next to her with the same grin. Brie just knew that she was behind her current situation, but she didn't care at the moment. All she cared was that her Mistress could milk her. "Mistress.... please..." asked Brie desperately.
"Oh alright, but only because you asked me to do this remember" Clarice said as she began to milk Brie. Neither said a word, until she had finished. When she was done, Clarice was the first to speak. "Now then, as payment for my assistance, lets see... real cow hooves." With a snap of her finger Brie's hand and feet changed into real cow hooves. No longer were they hand and feet inside hoof shaped gloves and heels, which had vanished in the process. Brie no longer could bring herself to argue, and simply thanked Clarice for her help.
It was then her Father returned and entered the room with a cow bell which had been attacked to a dog collar. He placed it around Brie's neck, while seemingly completely ignoring Clarice's presence. "Sorry about that" he said. Brie was about to reply when he turned towards Clarice and said "so, you were saying that would like to purchase our daughter? Is that correct?"