"Oh what a lovely heiffer you make" Morgana said slyly. Hillbert just stood there dumb founded.
"You just wait righ there while I get my things. I think I'll call you Bertha from now on" she made sure he saw her wicked smile as she renamed him.
Within minutes Bertha had a gold nose ring and matching bell around her neck.
"HeHeHe! Now don't you look pretty" Morgana giggles to herself. She places a bucket beneath Bertha's udder and begins to milk her.
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Brave Prince Hillbert. Reduced to a common dairy cow and a heiffer no less! What would his mother say he thought! Oh how he wished he was at home sucking on his mothers teet. He felt something tugging his new udder. It felt so unfamiliar, so surreal, so good!
Moooooooo! He said in excitement! He could feel the milk squirting from his teets then they'd refill, then squirt again! It felt so good so natural. It was turning him on, whoever was doing that was had a wonderful touch.
"Good girl! Your liking this aren't you?"
Mooooo he agreed. Being a cow would be such a simple life compared to all the protocol and formalities of being royalty. He just wished there was something to fill the void he felt. The longing he had. Was it ok to admit it? Afterall he was a female cow now and all he could think about was his need for a bull.