The guy in the shinning tears x wind t-shirt....or by the name Wilford, watched as the subbing women Anna got into her car and drove off that this couldn’t have worked out any better for him. She really thought that he'd actually slaughtered a beautiful anthro cowgirl. He chuckled abit to himself as he shortly headed over to his basement, to where Joe really was at.
It wasn't really all that hard for wilford to figure out. All he had to do was just sedate Joe anytime when Anna was coming to visit while having an actor dress like Joe for the time being, making Joe drowsy and incommunicative. His next part of his scame was to find a cow to take her place that almost looked a bit like Joe for the slaughter house while letting Anna try to talk to the actor a couple of times over. With a quick grilled steak out as the actor did her job while getting payed, anna really thought that her boyfriend was was sent in the meat locker.
Wilford walked down over to the Shackled wall where his future wife of Mrs. Wilford, the dairy cowgirl was inprisoned. He’d even muzzled Joe, so she couldn’t call out for anyone as Wilford told her that Anna left for the final time. This made her squirm in rage for Anna would never leave her behind like this as he reached down to stroke the large number of udders that this gave Joe shivers, in a pleasurable way possible. Try as Joe might to deny this feeling, it felt so amazing to almost want an udder blow job by Wilford himself to do on all four of them.
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Joe couldn’t believe this either, his only hope of Anna finding out the truth of what was really going on harshly faded as she heard Anna drive off in rage and tears. He’d try to call out for help, anyone as the muzzle only muffled his sounds that not even a moo could be heard. He was in so much of a daze for the last few visits, Wilford even had the nerve to let him see on a tv screen that with the live hidden camera while being locked up, watched Anna try and talk to his perpetrator of an actor of being an anthro cowgirl. (though what did that make him then?)
He tried to be enraged at the man who brought her into a suitable home with a nice collar as it attached with a cowbell, who help milked her while strapping on her cattle tags on her left cow ear, not to mention who...god dam it, to his embarrassment that he still loved it while he was an anthro cowgirl. Whatever Wilford did with her as he touched, stroke, teased, and even kissed her...him...in ways that made his cow body lose out of control and go wild.
(God! if this is what it means to lose your manhood for the opposite sex, imagine what it would be like for his first sex drive as a woman with this Wilford guy.) Joe thought as he tried to keep the man’s name in his mind, but the more times he touched her that things like names and more sort of just slip away. Even if it was by the udder, a kiss or just a simple touch that something made Joe turned on to strangely enough think of Wilford as a lover from now on. But what was Joe going to do now? More importantly, what did her owner...damn it...what did this guy plan on doing next?