Paul grinned. "I'm sure you have a lot of questions right now," he said, "but before I answer any of them, you might as well have a good milking. Your udder seems pretty full."
Tama shifted uncomfortably as she realized that he was right. She needed to be milked, now. Paul could sense this and pulled up a milking stool and a bucket. He placed the bucket beneath Tama's udder and got to work. Tama mooed as he pulled and tugged, milk squirting out. The four boys making up this cow became hornier and hornier. The same udder that Paul was milking was their dicks. Their pussy twitched and their tail flicked, and it seemed like this milking would go on forever. Suddenly, Paul's free hand moved up to their bovine cunt. Tama mooed in a mixture of pleasure and fear. "Relax, you'll love this," Paul said.
The pleasure from the milking and the fingering built and built in ways that the four horny teenagers couldn't begin to imagine. They finally climaxed, their udders squirting milk and their pussy squirting lubricant. Paul stepped back. "I'll leave you two alone together," he said with a wink.
Tama realized how much they wanted this. They raised their tail for Samson and he mounted her. He pumped forcefully and rhythmically as Tama mooed in pleasure. They had never believed that being fucked as a cow could feel good but it did. After what felt like an eternity of pleasure, Samson finally climaxed. They mooed in unison as his bull spunk filled her bovine snatch.
Chad was upset that they gave in, but it had to be done. The only way to get out of this body was in a calf, right? So it wasn't because of lust. It had to be done.
"That looked fun," said Paul. "I'll be back tomorrow for your milking."
The four teenagers were left in the barn, still trapped as a cow, a virile bull at their disposal if they needed him. Mitch, however, felt a bit distant, almost like he was spreading out.