I was feeling good about my new life as a dairy cow. The next day, I awoke to the sharp pain of my udder being squashed between my legs. Since it began producing milk, it became a burden to carry around. I stood up, noticing a lot off mooing and commotion coming from the other cows in their cells. I mean, I guess not being milked for 12 hours really leaves an udder stretched. When empty, my udder felt soft like a deflated balloon, while being filled with milk makes it feel like an inflated water-balloon with 4 tiny nipples.
I've never payed that much attention to my breasts, since my so called "Husband" only liked me because of my personality. I did however had decent breast size, not to brag. I took my morning shit and piss and hopped on over to the trough where I started eating. I was surprisingly hungrier compared to yesterday. My bulbous udder swung like a pendulum as I walked to the cell bars. The tightness was starting to get a little bit more uncomfortable. I stopped the pacing around my cell to calm my udder down. I laid down on the ground hoping that the tightness would be lessened, but to no avail.
For once, I was relieved to hear one of the guards shouting and opening each cell gate. I couldn't've held any milk any longer. My udder sloshed as I walked outside the cell. My teats were still sore from yesterday, but yearned the sweet release of being sucked on. I tried pushing my legs together to squeeze a little milk out, but ended up hurting my teats even more from the intense pressure. Before they led us to be milked, each guard attached a vest sizable for each cow that says "Warning: Prisoner" and a cowbell that would make noise every time any of us moved.
I was strapped into the milking stall, as the guards began to wipe my udder with a cloth and tug on it. Instead of trying to fight it, I learned that it was better to just let it happen. (Cuz it feels better that way). I was strangely hot today. I felt sweaty all over, especially on my udder. As the guard attached the tubes to my udder, I was still a bit shaky, but I was slowly getting used to it. I studied the tube's sucking motion. I was surprised to find out the tubes would suck on my teats individually rather than in sync. I just couldn't get used to the feeling of my teat squirting out milk. It was ecstatic for the first few pumps, but you get used to it when the milking continues.
As my udder gets drained, the pressure decreases. When the last few squirts of milk escape my teats, they immediately get tugged of by a guard. I moo loudly once more. 'Gotta get used to that.' I think to myself. As I exit the stall, I notice some non-bovine inmates inspecting the cows in front of me. I just assumed that since we had a new milking schedule, this would be part of it. One inmate began to walk towards me. i didn't know how to react, but my obedient self just presented myself to her, just as the other inmates were poking and prodding their bodies.
I could tell she was trying to be gentle with trying to inspect me, but her movements were just too rough. She put her hand directly on my udder. She started rubbing one teat with both her thumb and index finger. I let out a long moo, as she pulled and drew out some of my excess milk that was left out. She continued doing that with the rest of my teats as I continued to moo to my udder's delight. I don't know what made me moo for a tiny thing. I was kind of horny at that moment for some reason. I was too in ecstasy to hear some of the other cows' same reaction to the stimulation.
It wasn't this pleasurable the day before, mainly tight and sensitive. Sure, when being milked, it filled me with pleasure, yes, but today was different. "This one is definitely in heat, boss." the prisoner said. I was then lead outside to another fenced area around the back of the prison. I didn't know what was happening. My new cow instincts wanted me to go outside to eat some grass. Then, I smelled something. Something that would change my life forever.
The moment my nose picked up the scent, my pussy reacted by opening wide. "That's it, girl. That's it." Said one of the guards, looking directly at my behind. At first, I was extremely embarrassed to see him look at my privates that easily. Another whiff, and my legs started to loosen and become wider. I had no Idea what was happening. I turn around and I see him. 2,200 lbs of pure muscle and strength. I didn't know why, but my pussy started quivering. He came closer to me, inspecting me like the inmates did before. His breath went on to my wet pussy. I couldn't stop quivering. What was this feeling?
Then, a sudden weight was dropped onto my back. The bull was mounting me! I couldn't believe what was happening. I was barely able to support his weight. His hot breath on my neck and the sudden protrusion near my vagina was all the things I needed to know. I was about to be mated with a bull! He began to put his huge cock inside me. He missed a couple of times, hitting the sides or bellow my pussy, right above my udder. Finally, he stuck it in, and began to thrust.
I bit my lip as he slammed his large bull cock into me. I moo'd in extreme pleasure as he planted his seed on me. It did wonders on my vagina. It was probably the best sex I've had in my life! He continued thrusting, his cock constantly going in and out of my pussy. I was in pure bliss. I couldn't think of anything else but his massive cock being in and out of me constantly. He started thrusting extra hard this time, going deeper and deeper with each slide in. Until his massive cock reached my womb, in which he ejaculated his seed all inside me. I let out my longest moo yet.
I didn't know how to think about the experience. I mean, I was fucking raped by a bull! But still, the mating was great! After a few more thrusts, he was done with me. He dismounted, and I was let out of the pen. I was terrified if I would be pregnant or not. I guessed I'd just have to find out.