Mindlessly munching away at the grass beneath her hooved while her two young calves continued suckling her teats, CeeCee was approached by the farmer bull named Daniel. He was dressed in some brown and blue overalls, and wore thick and heavy boots that made it easier to walk in the muddy and grassy field that CeeCee called home. His hair was cut short around his long pointy horns that stuck through his hat and he had a slight smile as he walked towards the mother.
As Daniel reached CeeCee, he patted the side of her big belly with his four fingered hand. "Almost 8 years since you were born CeeCee and now you've got calves of your own. Healthy ones at that. With how many men we were breeding you with, I was expecting you to never get pregnant. But here we are." He chuckled to himself as he bent down to see the suckling calves. "It's been a couple of months since you two were born so we better name ya soon."
CeeCee didn't understand what the bull was saying. She recognised this man was friendly, as well as the word 'CeeCee' as being in relation to her but she didn't comprehend what a name was or anything else he said. The only thing she understood was that this bull was no threat to her or her calves, which was why she kept grazing the ground around her. As another sign of how comfortable she was around this bull, she relieved herself of some urine from her ugly pink vagina.
"Ew CeeCee, not while your calves are suckling! "Daniel wafted the stench of her urine away from his nose. "Though better out her then inside the milking parlour. Speaking of, better get you hooked up to the machine." Pushing himself out of his squat, her walked behind CeeCee and slapped the hefty human's ass.
"Mooo!"
"Sorry ya big lady but you need to be milked. Your calves can't drink everything out of those hefty breasts of yours." Daniel apologised before once again slapping CeeCee into the direction of the milking shed.
As the two of them walked over towards the shed, CeeCee's hooved stepping deep into the muddy grass, Daniel spotted his wife Helen hooking up the other human females to the milking machines. She was dressed in nothing but a set of old jeans and a sports bra that hung around her udder, supporting it and stopping it from getting in her way. Due to the difference between cow and human anatomy, the udder and bra was situated around her belly, rather than further up the chest like humans. As for Helen's hair, her black and white hair reached down to her waist and was adorned with flowers, like her short horns. Hearing the bull and human, Helen looked over towards her husband.
"So that big girl's getting her first milking?" Helen asked whilst in the middle of hooking up a slightly younger human mother than CeeCee.
"Yep. It's about time too. Almost thought we'd have to sell her off to a butchers but she pulled through eventually." Daniel muttered back. "I'll take her calves round where the other calves are, mind hooking up the big girl for me Hel?"
"Sure thing hubby." Helen walked over towards CeeCee as her husband guided the two calves to a large pen with a couple of other human calves. Like her husband, Helen guided the big human to a pen via slapping her hefty backside, and followed her inside the pen that contained the milking machine.
"Mooo."
"Now now you big girl, I just need you be be calm while I hook up these teats up to the machine." Helen pulled on one of CeeCee's teats which caused a slight bit of milk to eject from the end of it. Due to the anatomical differences between the Cows and women, the milking machines were designed slightly differently. Instead the machine was designed to hook up to either the 4 or 6 breasts that exist at the front of a human's chest, while the old world machine was specifically designed for the udders between the hind legs.
After some maneuvering from Helen, CeeCee was eventually strapped into the machine which Helen switched on. "You'll be in there for a couple of hours CeeCee but don't worry, your calves are safe with Danny. Like the other women here, you'll get some feed as well to keep you happy whilst you in their."
True to her word, Helen poured some feed into the human's feeder tray, which CeeCee tentatively sniffed before munching away at the mixture of maize and corn. If she could still somehow comprehend what was going on with her, she wouldn't just submit to all of this, but as of now, she couldn't care less. She was being fed, and the machine milking her was similar to the way her calves suckled so she didn't register that her milk would soon get sold off to bovine customers in supermarkets.
For CeeCee the human female livestock, life was good.