Your udder aches as you think to yourself. You realize if you don't get milked soon you're going to hurt.
"I uh... I would like to be milked... please?" You're shy about asking but you really want it. The woman smiles at you.
"Of course darling." She leads you into your new room.
The space is filled with toys and pillows. The bed is simply a nest of the softest pillows you have ever felt. She leads you to a door on the other side of your room. You step in and there's a milking machine and more toys.
The woman attaches your teats to the machine and turns it on. Instantly you feel a heat in you and you moan.
As you're moaning suddenly you moo loudly.
"I-I'm sorry." The woman laughs softly and looks at you.
"No need to apologize my calf. It's ok. Let it all out."
You nod your head and softly moo again. She smiles at you and you gain more confidence. You moo louder this time, feeling it become natural. As your udder drains you moo.
That heat that you felt burns inside of you and you come, mooing loudly and spaying milk everywhere.