Joanna didn't pay any mind to her mind as she walked away. She had but one goal. MILK! EVERYTHING!
She grabbed the heavy machine and fumbled to grab the nozzles. Holding one she carefully aligned it over one of her top teats. She'd been right. It was a tight fit now. The fat teat was easily three times bigger and fatter than her finger. She spit in her hands and carefully rubbed the spit on her sensitive teats before guiding it as far into the nozzle as she could get it. It must have been at least 3/4 in, so that made her confident that this was going to work.
She quickled repeated the process for the other top teat. Then came the hard part, the bottom two teats.
Her arms dug into the bloated udder as she stretched, reached and tugged the sensitive teat into range. After what felt like minutes she finally she managed to slip a nozzle on. With great effort she repeated the process for the other one.
Breathing heavily from execertion she flipped the switch on her milker. Which did nothing. "NO!" she shrieked and frantically looked the thing over.
Surely it wasn't broken! That was impossible! It was brand new! Frantically she searched the device until she found her problem.
"FUCK!" It wasn't plugged in! She was in the middle of the garden! Ofcourse it wasn't plugged in!
She internally cursed her mom for this misdirection.
Without her pouch she struggled to get up. Her udder just hung painfully full from her abdomen. Instead she put her udder on the device. The cool metal didn't feel unpleasant, but the sharp edges did and she pushed the devices and quivering udder on top around the garden until she reached a socked.
She flipped it open and plugged her device in. She flipped the switch and to her delight the machine hummed into action. The sales person had described it as a huge noise maker, but to her. Now, in this situation it sounded like music.
"FUCK!" She noticed the nozzled had come off when she pushed the device around.
Quickly she turned the machine off and put her teats back into the nozzles.
And then she waited. She had no idea how much time had passed already. The tug on her teats wasn't pleasant. It wasn't quite painful either, it just was. The feeling of her udder deflating however was fantastic. No matter how slow it went, every second she could feel the painful pressure slowly drain away.
As Joanna beamed at her slowly shrinking udder a familiar voice called out behind her.
"Time's up!" Her mom yelled as she walked out of the house towards. Still clutching the phone, the source of her power.
Joanna looked at her udder. It was significantly smaller than it had been before. The machine had filled many bottles with her white milk, but she had no idea how much had actually been drained.
"Well? How did I do for my first time?" She asked hopefully.
Mom tapped away at the phone. "I wanted to see the results together..oh dear Joanna."
"WHAT! Did I make it! Please tell me I made it!"
Mom shook her head slowly, her shoulders drooped. It really looked quite sad. Not really obviously, because no matter how she would stand, she still had a massive grin on her face.
"NO!"
"Well a deal is a deal. I never imagined that I raised a lying daughter."
"Mom, please give me another chance."
Any pleas fell on deaf ears as mom tapped away on the phone. It didn't take long before she felt it. First a small growth, between her legs. It quickly grew further pushing into her underwear. Joanna got up, happy that the weights from her udder had decreased enough for her to do so.
Soon the growth felt painfull. She pulled her pants down. Where her pussy had once been, directly below her udder grew a large pink flesh sack. Agonizingly familiar in shape and color.
It quickly grew. It's soft flesh pushed against the insides of her legs as it slowly grew untill it ended just below her knees. Four large teats followed.
"Mom, what happened to my vagina? Please." She added that last word, just to make sure it didn't sound like complaining.
"You don't have one anymore. Just you focus on milking dear. It's obvious that you need to work on that so I made sure you could get plenty of practice."
Joanna stood before her mom. Her pants on the ground. Her giant naked ass visible to all. Her new udder swung between her legs, with her original udder drooped partially over it. The soft hum of the machine was the only sound between them. Yet Joanna could feel her new udder slowly fill with milk as well.