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Summary:

Imagine a land where big busty cattle girls roam free, well that is not really the case here. In this land cattle girls have been recognized for their nutritious milk and pleasurable qualities among the humans. So follow along on an adventurous journey through this depraved sexual land as we find out what other disturbing uses the humans have cooked up for them.

Tags for these chapters: Milking, Milk Machine, Cattle Girl, Cow Girl, Sexual Acts, BDSM, Bondage, Submissive, Dark Fantasy, Girl on Girl, Boy on Girl, Captured,. Asphyxiation, Snuff, Gore, Roasting, Meatgirls.

In Chapter 4 things get even more hot and tasty.

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You are reading the Gruesome Peril Version of this book.

BDSM (Bondage, discipline, sadism, and masochism)

This version still has perils, torture, and danger, but when things go bad it won’t be gruesome or deadly.

Instead, they may succumb to a painful faith, vanish,

or be mind – washed.

The Perils Editions

The peril editions are more real horror porn, which means it can be shocking, scary, bizarre, and to some even disgusting and disturbing. It’s just like a normal horror or slasher story, just with a lot more sexual acts within the story. The Peril editions come in three

different escalating versions.

Deadly Peril Version

This version has perils, torture, danger, domination, and all that, but when things go bad for a character it can go really bad. There are some gruesome scenes, death can happen. In this version, I say anything goes.

Gruesome Peril Version

This version is just like the deadly peril version, with a mild adjustment that when something gruesome

happens it will be shown or told in more detail. For those who like to really get into the gorier side

of the story.

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Chapter 1

Out in the countryside, in a sizable but slightly rugged barn, lived a girl. She wasn’t a typical human girl, actually, she wasn’t a human at all. She belonged to a species who had inhabited this land long before the humans had arrived to domesticate them. The humans identify her kind as cattle that they determined are an evolved form of bovines, while the humans themselves are evolved from a type of ape.

Despite that, they mostly resembled each other, but for some reason, the humans seemed to have a hard time seeing it. They were always more focused on the clear distinctions between the species. Like the two tiny and elegant dark horns peeking out from the sides on top of the girl’s forehead, and of course, her ears that are slightly pointier and covered in a type of fur. At last, the third and most noticeable thing about cattle girls are their humongous breasts that even in their modest sizes make watermelons seem puny.

The cattle girl in question has lived on this farm her entire life and even with the features listed above, both humans and other cattle have called her gorgeous. To that, I couldn’t agree more. Her well – rounded and curvy shapes attracted the eyes of everyone who had her insight. She was also covered with a creamy white skin that appropriately showed off what could be found inside her gigantic and meaty bosoms, which wasn’t even near modest. This tied together with her wavy honey – colored hair that reaches all the way down over her shoulders made her into something that could undoubtedly be visually consumed. At least that is what I hope people would say because you see the most important and absolutely best thing about her is that she is me.

The humans on the farm have raised me and taught me nearly everything I know while offering me protection from all the dangers of the outside world. Without them, I would surely have run into one of those scary monsters that can shred a person into a million pieces with their long, treacherous claws. Just imagining those claws digging themselves into my meaty flesh or those fangs tearing me up like a simple snack sent a small shiver down my spine. Therefore, I was thrilled when I finally came of age and could repay them for their kindness, as I was selected to join the milk squad.

Now, for four years, I have shared this barn with around two hundred other cattle girls. At least I have heard that there are around two hundred. I only get to see a sprinkling of that number when I am out in the field during break time. Mostly I’m in my own private stall, but it doesn’t get lonely because opposite me is my closest friend or stallmate as we have come to call it. Her name is Seara, and just like me, she is a stunning specimen, but contrary to me, she has long and lustrous straight black hair with a more caramel tanned skin complexion that covers her voluptuous body. Her rump is a bit fuller than mine though, but my breasts are slightly bigger, so it doesn’t matter. Speaking of me, I was given the name, “Spitzy!”

“Mmh, what?” I wearily asked and opened my dozing eyes.

“Can you maybe moan a bit louder!?” Seara provokingly shouted out to me.

“Sure!” I said and swiftly decided to let out some even louder lustful moans to tease her. “Ooooowh, Yeeaas! Aaawh, Mmh that’s the stuff!. ”

Seara produced a dismal exhale in acknowledgment. “Just shut up already, you blissed out cow… How can you even be moaning so loud when you sleep?”

“I wasn’t sleeping, I only rest my eyes when I’m relaxing. ” I corrected her. Truthfully, I may have drifted off, but she didn’t need to know that. She would only tease me for it, but how can anyone not feel relaxed when emitting all these fluids.

“Sure you were, ” Seara said, while a snide smile formed on her face. “So besides pushing you to ecstasy, how is it going?”

“It’s great! My milk has never flown better. ” I boosted to her while reaching out my chest as I gently swung my torso to make my bust jiggle from side to side with some fleshy smacks as they bounced into one and another.

Speaking of my breasts attached to them were two large see – through suction cups placed over each of my stiff rosy nipples. The cups rapidly pulsate on and off, making it feel like someone was firmly tugging on my nipples. This flexing suction force also made my breasts wiggle as if someone was intensely massaging them. I assume it’s to keep them stimulated while the milk courses within. It’s kinda like when I was younger and we had this big celebration on the farm where I helped decorate the cake with a piping bag.

First, I gently squeezed it, but the opening was too tight. So I took the thick bag and gently stroked my fingers downward. I did it over and over again, a little harder each time, and then with a sploosh, all the creamy filling sprayed out. The milk machines reminds me of that, only this time it’s me or rather my breasts that are the over – packed piping bags and they don’t stop spraying once they get going.

“I think I might break my record today. “ I then informed Seara.

“Well, good for you then. “ Seara said with another snarky tone.

“Is something wrong?“ I wonder since she was way more testy than usual.

“No… Or maybe. ” She then gazes off to the side, and I could tell she was embarrassed.

“It’s my breasts. They have produced less and less milk each day and my nipples feel sore after the long milking passes. ” She revealed to me with the gloomiest expressions I have ever seen her produce.

“That’s no good... ” Was all I could say. I mean, what else was there. It’s not as if I knew how to fix it. It would be best if she would notify the humans since they know so many remedies for things, but I wanted her to feel better now.

“Maybe you only need a sturdy breast massage to get the milk flowing again, ” I said to her with an inviting wink.

This made her giggle. “Oh yeah, that doesn’t sound too bad. Are you volunteering?” She asked me.

“Of course!” If only I could, I thought and yanked my arms forward, but they didn’t flinch out of position. “Only one minor problem. I seem to be a bit stuck at the moment. ”

“Is that so?” Seara sarcastically said and finally sounded a bit more spirited.

You see, we are in fact sealed to our spots, as we always are during stall time. Our arms are tightly restrained behind our backs with a pair of metal cuffs attached to our wrists. These cuffs are, in turn, attached to a pole that is anchored to the ceiling above us. Its height forces us to lean forward and kneel. It may sound unpleasant and truthfully, it took some time to get used to it. However, all the restraints are padded with a soft fabric for our comfort, and the floor is covered with hay to make it easier for our knees. So the humans have tried their best to make us comfortable good.

The last restraint, though, is different and strapped around our necks. One of its features is that it can help us relieve some strain from our arms by holding our torso up, but what is most interesting about it is that it is much looser than the other restraints. That is of course unless we struggle and move around too much because then it rapidly contracts. This, in turn, makes it more and more challenging to breathe, until we pass out that is. Truthfully I don’t mind it. I know it’s good for the milk production if a cattle can be calm and hang loose during milking, and my body always feels more limber after it has been activated. I know I shouldn’t, but sometimes I can’t help it and I make it go off on purpose, especially when my caretaker gives me my special rewards. It’s just so intense, yet relaxing at the same time.

Speaking of caretakers, this is when I heard someone approaching from down the hall and I was sure of who it was.

“Hi there, who has been a good milker today?” My caretaker, Alex asked me as he came into view. He is a rather tall human male and wore his normal working clothes, which is a red t – shirt and cap that both have the label A’s Dairy Dishes on them. I have thought about what the label could stand for and I’m guessing that it means our milk or dairy, as humans also seem to call it, was good enough to be its own dish. The A thought, I’m still not entirely sure about, but anyway I responded to his question with “Me!”

“Is that so, well let’s have a look then, shall we. ” He said as he walked over to the machine next to me. He proceeds to inspect it and the canisters within it. Four of the chilled canisters were filled to the top with my milk from today’s session and I have just started on my sixth.

“Four gallons in the morning shift! You have been a superb little cow. ” He said and walked back to me. He bent down and grabbed a firm grip of one of my tits. I couldn’t help but squirm as more milk sprayed out of it.

Then he took a hold of the suction cup attached to my nipple and pulled it loose with a pop. Now the pressure was gone, but my nipples were still dripping milk all over the floor. That is when he leaned over and put his soft lips around one of them and gently sucked on it. His mouth is much warmer than the suction cups and a lot more attentive to my nipple, to the degree that I can’t help myself, but to whimper out of pleasure. He clutched his hand onto my tit and kneaded it, so a spray of milk landed on his tongue and this always turned my whimpers into squeals.

“You like that, don’t you?” He said as he released it and I could only nod in agreement.

He treated my other tit in the same manner, with the suckling, the licking, and the squeezing. Once he finished, he raised himself up to ruffle the hair on my head and said to me. “You taste as sweet as ever, my honey – covered Spit – cake. Maybe if I give you your special treat now, you will keep doing well the rest of the day?” He said while quickly scouting across the hall outside and I knew just what was coming and my entire body filled up with a roaring fire.

“Yes, I will make ten gallons before the day ends!” I exclaimed to him and he chuckled.

“More than ten gallons in a day? That is what I like to hear. It would break this farm’s milking record. Oh, what a confident cow I have. ” He said while unbuttoning his pants and from where he unfolded his long thick meat stick that immediately grew to its full and solid size. The sight of it made my heartbeat flutter and the rest of my body followed suit.

“You want to taste this, don’t you?” He asked me as he placed it right in front of my mouth to prove to me that he knew the answer.

He was right, of course, and my tongue leisurely made its way under the peak of his cock, where the tip of my tongue flickered freely to make his entire stick bob in the air.

I imagine that my tongue was a serpent that slithers up over its prey and circled it before dragging it into its den. To resist, the prey stiffened and in the struggle, it thrusts itself back and forth in the sealing hole. Then the pulsating member went wild and rammed itself deeper inside with a tremendous force. It slammed itself on the inner tunnels and its escape plan was working as the air supply vanished in the flooding den.

But it wasn’t over. The throbbing member jerked in and out, over and over, and forced my mighty globes to swing rigorously underneath. In a desperate attempt to keep it still, the serpent wraps itself around the member, but it is to no use. The serpent has lost and so have I over the control of my own body. I was now one with him, I existed to follow his command, and nothing else in the world matters.

The sporadic intake of oxygen, however, was making my head all lightheaded, and I didn’t know for how much longer I could stay conscious. His hips then decide to do its most energetic dash so far as his manhood swells up and I could sense something surging through it. The liquid gushed into me, splashing out on my inner cheeks and tongue as it made its way down my throat. It is warm and tastes rather salty, but it is not the taste that comforts me as the liquid flows through me.

It’s the proof of our connection and the satisfaction we get from being with one another.

His member slid out from between my soggy lips with a plop, and then he aimed its tip at my left eye. He slowly rolled the tip over my eyeball, and rubbed it towards me. My vision blurred as the pressure built up. I knew what was coming, but I welcomed it and did my best to keep it open. As he kept pushing it towards me, one last spit of fluid splattered onto my eye, and it stung slightly. The rest of these salty tears skimmed down over my cheeks and dripped down over my slippery lips.

“You really are the best! I hope you know that. ” He said to me and ruffled my hair one more time. I wanted to respond to him, but I was too busy panting as I regained my breath, so instead, I gave him another cheerful nod.

Alex walked away from my view again and suddenly grabbed a hold of my left asscheek while loosening the biggest cup that was attached to my backside, which was only active when I discharged my less desirable fluids.

“And what do we have back here?” As he uttered those words, I came to realize how much my juice – box was leaking.

“Seems like your pink taco hole is itching for some extra toppings. “ Alex said, and moved his hands in between my legs and clutched it. This made his two longest fingers sink inside my dripping pussy with a splash.

“Too bad that I’m not ready to go again just yet. ” He then said and pulled out his fingers to my despair and smacked my asscheeks to wipe the juice from his hands, but I wanted more.

“Please, just a little. ” I pleaded to him.

“Oh, I wish I could, but how about this? If you do a great job for the rest of the day. Then I will give it to you tonight. Okay?” He said. I didn’t like it. I wanted it now, but I knew that if I complained too much, he may not do it at all.

“Fiine. ” I murmured, guessing something later is better than nothing at all, and then I gazed over to Seara. Her caretaker, Jack had just finished with her as well, but he was a bit more peeved.

“Alex! I shouldn’t need to remind you about the rules. We aren’t supposed to be playing with products. Right?” Jack strictly said to Alex as he placed the last of Seara’s milk canisters on the trolley.

“Oh, no I wasn’t playing, I was just giving my Cattle some stress release. She loves it and it’s good for production. Right Spit – cake?” Alex says and once again addresses me with one of my nicknames before he gives me a fierce SMACK to my rear. The impact pushed me forward and made my rear jounce all over the place. It left a grand burning sensation and I’m sure that my asscheek was now glowing red.

“Ao, ooh, yes! I asked for it. ” I said so that Alex wouldn’t get into trouble with the other caretakers, or even worse, would be forced to stop playing with me.

“See all according to the protocol. ” Alex says with a smug grin directed at Jack.

“Sure it is. ” Jack says with disbelief in his voice.

“Yeah, yeah, stop complaining, it’s not like you don’t do it too. I know why don’t you join me, so we can spit fuck little Spitzy here and let her live up to her name. ” Alex said and laughed and I noticed that this startled Jack as he carefully observed if any other humans could have heard them, or at least that is what I think he did.

“Shh, not so loud, at least I have brains enough to not do it during the main work hours! I hope you know that if you get caught, I will be in trouble too for knowing about it, and I need this job. ” An agitated Jack muttered to Alex.

“Alright I get it, I will be more careful. “ Jack says to reassure his friend before he changes the subject, which he often does when he is in trouble.

“So, how are things with yours? Everything up to snuff?” He asked Jack and waved over to Seara, who seemed to be sulking again.

“No, I think Seara here will soon only be good for the latter. “ Jack said to him, but I don’t really understand what that means. I think up to snuff means in good health, but then only being healthy can’t be too bad, I hope.

“Oh, is that so?” Alex said and leaned towards me and whispered in my ear.

“Hey, Spitzy, take extra care of your stallmate today. She may be up for a draining experience tomorrow. ” He whispered to me and then went over to Seara.

“Hmm, Seara seems like you are about to be upgraded to the prime squad. ” He said to her.

“No, please I can do better, maybe I just need some rest. ” Seara pleaded to him for some reason, probably because she didn’t want to leave me behind.

“Seara, no need to be nervous, the prime squad is the highest – ranked squad, it should be an honor to join them, even B – tier is a good tier. ” Alex said and stroked her chin.

“Then how come everyone eventually gets transferred there... ” She murmured, and that’s when I realized I could join her.

“Wait, if everyone can get transferred, can’t I join her?” I asked Alex.

Alex chuckled. “You are so damn cute sometimes. You should know that you were so close to joining that squad already at the beginning. If it hadn’t been for how well your milkers performed, you would have been an A – tier prime cattle. ” He told me, and while that was a high honor, I didn’t really take the time to appreciate the comment, because my focus was elsewhere.

“So, does that mean I can join her?” I asked.

“Haha, no you silly thing, you want to stay and beat the milk record right?” He responded, and I realized that he was right. It had been my lifelong goal to beat that score, but I couldn’t just let my friend leave to a new squad all on her own.

“So if I break it today, will you let me go?” I pleaded.

“You really have no clue what you are asking for, do you? How about this? Break the record, then we can talk. ” He said and chuckled again.

Jack then cleared his throat and gave Alex that look that meant it was time for them to go.

They took their trolleys packed with our milk canisters and rolled away, but I could still hear them talking.

“So are you gonna try to get a piece of it, you know?” Alex asks Jack with a lower voice.

“And waste my salary? No, I’m not as much into my work as you are. ” Jack quickly concluded.

“Oh, that’s cold. We have known her for so long, could have been fun. ” Alex said.

Is the last sentence I could hear before their voices were too hushed out for me to make out what they were saying, but I could finally understand why Seara is so sad. Prime squads are the cattle that get to leave the farm and be with a human that selects them. So Seara must be disappointed that Jack doesn’t want her. Still, there are plenty of wonderful humans out there who would love Searas company and I just need to remind her of that.

“Not now Spitzy. I need to think for a bit. ” Seara sorrowfully interrupts me before I could say what I wanted. I mean, I would be upset too if Alex ever would say something like that to me. That’s why I decided to let her think things over until break time.

Chapter 2

BRIIING the bells choired loudly through the barn and all my restraints opened up and with my wrists loosened, I pulled off the neck restraint over my head. It is always an unusual sensation as your body gets used to standing on two legs again. Often I jump in place and do some stretching so that my body will accept that it is free, but not this time. I had more important things to do now, and I hurried over to Seara who, precisely as all the other cattle girls on the farm, had been released from her devices.

“Now it’s enough with your gloomy attitude. I will find some way to make you feel better. I swear!” I declared to her, and only that made her look a little less bleak.

“Nothing ever brings you down, does it? I’m really going to miss that. ” Seara said to me and immediately my excitement vanished. Were we never going to see each other again, no that can’t be true, and I need to stay strong for Seara. I tried to clear all my negative thoughts from my head and expand the cheerful ones.

“Is that all you’re gonna miss? Not my sexy moaning? My perfect body or what about my amazing breast massages?” I said teasingly as I embraced her from behind and grabbed a hold of her warm breasts that wobbled in my hand.

“No, not, mmh. ” She cried out as she twisted and turned to try and escape my grasp. That is before I got my fingers digging into them. I continued rubbing my fingers through these fleshy sacks that were packed with fat and soon she was nearly purring in my lap.

I had succeeded in making her relax, which meant it was time for the punishment. I gently tugged on her perky nipples with my thumb and index finger. Then, to her surprise, I vigorously twisted them and told her, “Don’t say that we are never gonna see each other again! I am going to find a way to see you no matter what, and if they don’t allow me to visit, I will make sure I come and join you in the prime squad soon. ” Seara squealed and smacked my right tit so I would loosen my grip.

She stared at me for a moment and was about to say something, but must have changed her mind. Because instead she leaped up to me and gave me a hug. “You know what you are right, let’s not focus on the depressing future and instead on the here and now and the things we can do. ” She said and finally, some vitality had returned to her appearance.

“Yes! We can go wild. ” I spoke out, not really knowing what I meant. I must have been so caught up in her sudden burst of energy.

With a flick of my wrist, I teasingly bobbed her left tit again and winked. I at least knew something fun we could do.

“I can’t walk with you tossing my tits around. Can you hold it until we are outside? You little Minx. ” She said, but I was not going to wait around. I needed to keep her away from her thoughts.

“Maybe you just won’t make it outside. ” I taunted her and slowly raised my hands to attack position.

“Then you have to catch me first. ” She called out and then poked her tongue out provokingly towards me.

The chase was on. I followed her as she ran in a zig – zag pattern between the other cattle girls that were on a route to yard number four. We were soon out in the gleaming sunlight and our nostrils were faced with the fresh scent of open – air, luscious grass, and milky busts.

“Hi, Seara!” A young, voluptuous redhead greeted Seara, who naturally greeted her back and gave her a quick wave. This gave me just enough time to gain in on the distance between us.

“Look out!” I screamed to catch her even more off guard and leaped onto her. I swung my legs around her waist and my hands sealed themselves back on her breasts. Causing her to fall backward on the soft pile of hay on the ground and she burst out laughing.

“Ha! I caught you, now there is no escape for your breast massage!” I told her while teasingly sweeping my own breasts across her face.

“We will see if you can perform if I do this!” She called out before latching her lips to one of my eager nipples and causing me to squeak from this setback. The game was not over, though. I kept on caressing and kneading her wobbly udders and watched them bulge out between my fingers.

Seara, on the other hand, did not slow down either. She gorged herself on my milk and my entire areola expanded more into her mouth for every sip. It tingled on the inside as the shifting stream of milk flowed into the tip of my nipple, where it all squirted out into her mouth. I could never admit it to Alex, but Seara was a much better milking machine than he was. I wonder if she could give him some tips.

Smack! Was loudly heard as we were interrupted by another hard whack to my rear.

“Hey! Aren’t you gonna eat first before filling up on milk? Besides, what if the guards see you?” It was the redheaded girl again, Apple was her name. She was rather new to the farm and therefore very strict with all the rules.

“Relax calf, we will, and the guards don’t care about some light tasting, ” Seara said after my breast had popped out of her mouth and we had crawled up from the hay.

“See, try yourself. ” She invited her and drew forward my breast to present it to her. At first, she seemed curious to have a taste from my anticipating nipple, but ended up changing her mind and went ahead to the feeding area. She means well but hasn’t realized that the rules in here are more like guidelines. The top three rules the humans do care about are don’t waste milk and no playing that can cause intense stretching, and the last is to not damage our bodies. Which, of course, are reasonable rules, but the first two usually get a pass if we do it in moderation.

“Oh well, guess we better take a seat before all the good food is taken, ” Seara said, and wandered over with me to the feeding area. We loaded up one bowl, each with a thick porridge made out of oats. It is frequently served here, and I have heard that it’s supposed to help to improve milk production. So I quickly poured another ladle onto Seara’s portion when she wasn’t paying attention.

We joined Apple and Nicutlet on the grass. Nicutlet mostly kept to herself and didn’t say much unless she was spoken to. I suppose that’s why they got along with each other. Apple enjoyed speaking and Nicutlet didn’t mind listening.

“You two seem especially energetic today. Has anything special happened?” Apple asked, and slurped some oats.

“No, nothing I can think of, ” I replied carefully and gazed over to Seara, who stayed quiet.

“You sure?” Apple was not even slightly convinced.

“Okay, but don’t say anything. ” Seara led off with, in an almost whispering tone. “Spritzy here is about to break the farm’s milking record. ” She said and patted me on my back. It was a perfect deflection from the question, especially since it was true.

“Really? Dolce is not going to like that. ” Apple buzzed enthusiastically, but cautiously.

“I sure hope not!. ” Seara burst out and laughed. “I want to see that sow’s superiority complex burst to pieces, before I, I mean when Spritzy here wins. ”

“Good thing I interrupted you two, then. It sounds like Spritzy Spitzy needs all the milk she can muster, ” Apple said affectionately.

“Naah, I can take it. These milk jugs can handle a little extra splashing. ” I told her and juggled them in my hands to show them off.

“That’s right, she is a pro!” Seara remarked, and it made my heart fizz with delight.

“Guess you are right. I hope I will be as well developed once I have settled in, ” Apple replied and observed her own breasts before peeking towards mine and Seara’s. Sure, Apple’s breasts were not as big as mine, but still sizable and could definitely compare to Seara’s. I have actually tried to compare them with my eyes before, but I haven’t been able to figure out which one is richer in size. If I had to guess, they were almost exactly the same, and Seara had noticed this too.

“Are you trying to say that yours aren’t good enough? That must mean you don’t think mine are good enough either!” Seara said and pinched Apple in her ear until she squealed for forgiveness.

“Hmm, just be glad I don’t take a bite out of that fruity ass of yours and make you look like a real apple. ” Seara said and bit off a piece from an apple on her plate.

“My ass is way too firm for your grass – eating teeth. ” She said, and poked her tongue out to Seara.

While they were squabbling, it hit me. Someone in the yard might have a method I haven’t thought of yet that could help Seara with her milk production. I only needed to find a way for them to reveal it, without outing Seara.

“Apple, size is not all that matters in milk production. I’m sure that if you keep working hard, you will become a great milk cattle. ” I said to encourage Apple.

“Speaking of which, what do you do now to keep up your milk production or even increase it?” I tried asking her so she wouldn’t pry about why I did it. She listed all the things she normally does, but it wasn’t anything that I didn’t already know.

“You sure you haven’t heard anything new, unusual, or some special way to boost it?” I urged her to remember, but she shook her head.

“How about you Nicutlet?” I turned to Nicutlet, who had quietly finished her meal while listening in to our conversation.

“Well, I overheard some caretakers talking about a new theory regarding increased milking production. ” She said and then stopped talking as if she was done, but I knew if I kept staring intently at her, she would keep going to make me stop. She was rather practical in that way.

“Well, to cut it short, apparently physical excitement may boost our production even more. ” This made me think about Alex’s special treats that he gives me. Sure, Seara has received some too, from her caretaker, but not nearly as much and when I thought about it, I can’t remember a single time it has happened this past month. Could this be the answer we had been looking for? I met Seara’s gaze, but to my surprise, she didn’t even seem remotely as enthusiastic about the news as me.

“You hear that! We can get you spraying in no time. ” I whispered to her and bumped her shoulder. She nodded in agreement and gave me the most bogus smile I have ever seen.

“Want to boost your chances, huh? Still, I hardly think I know anything you don’t know already. ” Apple apologetically informed me, but I was not ready to give up.

“Wait, I thought you were the one who wanted the boost?” Nicutlet, who had overheard our whispering, said and I could see her mind trying to figure out what was going on.

“Well, I just figured that it wouldn’t hurt to increase my production as well. It’s not like I’m close to beating the farm record. ” Seara stated and washed away their disbelief, at least to the point that they stopped asking questions about it.

“So is what I have heard true? You are claiming you are about to beat me, and now you are trying to find a trick to make this nonsensical claim true. ” It was Dolce, the current milk record holder who had strolled up behind me. Her sleek hair that made the spoon’s silver glance seem bleak sparkled with a golden luster in the sun. By her sides were her two lackeys, the redheaded Brie and the brown – haired Cha – Cha. Her sudden appearance had me so rattled that I couldn’t find anything to respond with, no matter how much I scrambled through my head. I mean, I wanted to say that I would defeat her, but now she had made it sound like I would be doing it with some underhanded trick. However, I didn’t need to respond, because Seara flew up from the ground and stared into her eyes.

“Oh, she won’t just beat it, she will break it!” She exclaimed.

“Is that a challenge!” Dolce asked skeptically.

“You want to go, bring it and we will break you here too!” Seara didn’t hesitate to respond.

“Ha! So you two suddenly think you are steaming, because one of you had an adequate start on a milk day? I should just do what I always do when calves grow too cocky. ” Dolce pompously stated, but reduced her voice in the last sentence.

“Yeah, and what is that?” Seara shouted out in her face. “Going to trick us into running outside too and get torn to shreds?”

Seara was clearly speaking about Julienne. She used to have verbal quarrels with Dolce, but one day it shifted into a physical one. I remember how Julienne planted her knee deep into Dolce’s lower folds, and the squishy noise that was heard on impact. Dolce returned this with three rapid strikes to Julienne’s tits that sent them wobbling. They were then stopped and dragged out from the yard by agitated humans to receive a punishment, but only Dolce returned that day. Many say that Dolce had tricked her somehow to run away from the farm, but I just never really understood it. Why would Julienne ever believe or do anything Dolce suggested?

Anyway, a week later Julienne did return, but her arms and legs had been sliced off clean. Whatever she had encountered out there must have been atrocious. Once I saw her the first time, I imagined a gigantic beast sinking its fangs into her helpless meat and tearing her apart limb for limb as it gobbled up its dinner. In fact, it was impressive that Julienne had gotten away as well as she did, sure all that remained of her arms and legs were stumps, but the rest of her body was still in excellent condition. Must have been that the humans came over and saved her just in time. Anyway, she didn’t speak much after that and joined the prime squad B – tier shortly after, so we never got a chance to hear her tale.

“Pfft, I never did such a thing. What I will do is show you two how feeble you are compared to me. That’s why I suggest a Cattle Pole race, and whichever team scores the final point first will be declared the winner!” Dolce suggested, and in a moment’s notice, Seara shouted. “You are on! And when we win, I will gloriously raise my fist, shoulder deep, up your tight ass, and watch you plead for mercy. Right Spitzy!“ Seara turned to me, and I knew what she said wasn’t really allowed, but I couldn’t say no to her, at least not today.

“Yes! Right. Prepare to be dominated!” I shouted, with my eyes locked on Dolce.

“Hmm, I was going to suggest something less vulgar, but you are on! We will play three on three, but oh wait, you seem to be a fool short. ” Dolce snickered and when we sought help, everyone stepped back as they were confronted with her gawking gaze.

“No, they aren’t because this fool will join them. ” Said Apple and went to our side.

The race was on and we all got into starting position. I did the best I could to not crush the banana in my hand. Each team’s first runner had a banana that had been taken out from the fruit bowl. I hadn’t even started running, but my hands were sweating, and in my stomach milk was gushing through it, or rather it tingled as much as when milk flows through my breasts.

“Everyone set, ready, and GO!” A cattle who we all had selected as a judge exclaimed and shot out some of her milk out into the air.

All my concerns were left behind me as I sprang to action. I had one goal, and it was to reach Seara as quickly as possible. I rushed on with everything I had and ignored the painful smacks as my breasts slammed into each other and my body. When I closed in, Seara crouched over into a starting position with her ass raised high in the air. Nothing could stop me now as I ran past her and rammed the banana straight up her asshole. She flew off like a falling star with only the tip of the banana peeking out from her rear.

I was left behind panting out from my exhaustion. While Seara tried her utmost to make her way over to Apple, who waited for her. On the other side, Brie had received the banana from Dolce in the same manner as Seara, but maybe not quite as far in.

“Oops, ” I said to myself as I observed Seara pulling on the little tip of the banana and trying to nudge it loose from her anus. Then suddenly it slipped out from her ass as if it was completely natural. She, in turn, rammed it right back up in Apple’s ass.

Now I needed to get ready for the final run. I crunched down with one knee and both my palms to the grass and my butt towards the sky. I kept picturing the goal in front of me, it was Seara who had sat down in a kneeling position on the grass. Five meters in front of her was a line drawn, and that’s where I needed to get to first. The crowd’s chatter and cheers were now silent. All I knew was it was all up to me now. My anal ring expanded widely to embrace the firm banana to its new warm home, and then I ran with all the energy I could muster. I reached the line and here it was, the concluding trial. Seara had straightened her back and opened up her mouth as far as she could. I aimed my nipples towards her mouth and clasped my hands into my breasts. They bulged from the pressure, and a steady sprinkle of milk was released. However, it only reached Seara’s cleavage and created a little pool of milk in the middle. Though I was not about to give up and clenched my hands as hard as I could. My breasts ached as their skin tone altered towards a pinkish color, but I kept on squeezing, and a beam of milk was sent out from my pulsating nipples. I swung my torso up and down to give my milk a whipping effect, and it worked. It splattered all over Seara’s body, but most importantly, her mouth. Seara gurgled to show it off before she swallowed my milk.

Seara ran up to me and we slammed our breasts together triumphantly. She was slightly worried about my breasts, but I told her I would be alright. They had already regained their normal color. The crowd’s cheering returned to my ears. We had done it, or that is what I thought for a moment. On the other side of the yard stood Dolce with her hand raised up by the judge, as she was declared the winner.

“Sorry for dragging you into this Spitzy. I just wanted to try and put her in her place once before I left. ” Seara apologetically said while still holding me.

“Don’t worry about it, it was fun, and I wanted to beat her too, ” I said and grabbed her ass.

“Hey, so you had fun squirting all over me? You know I got some in my eyes too. ” When she said that, I giggled, and it made me think that this must be why Alex chooses to spray all over me. It is very amusing.

“So it’s that fun is it?” Seara said and grabbed a hold of my head and shoved my face into her milk – covered bust.

“Then why don’t you clean it. ” I did what she said and licked her tits sparkly clean, and from her warm body, my milk tasted even sweeter.

“Better make room for what comes next. ” She said and yanked out the gooey banana from my rear. I flew up and saw Dolce and her lackeys walking up to us. It was time to give the winners their prize.

I still couldn’t believe it. We had lost, I thought, and grabbed hold of Seara’s hand.

“You think this is going to be painful?” I softly asked Seara. I mean, I have had things inserted in my rump before, but nothing as large as this, and not as far in.

“I’m sure we can take it. Let’s try to enjoy it as much as we can, can’t let them see us squirm, right?” She told me and gently squeezed my hand. We walked up to Dolce, who had prepared a place for us on the grass. Around us, all the other cattle girls had gathered to observe our defeat.

“You two got this, ” Apple said a bit too cheerfully, probably because she was excused from this prize distribution. I gave her a nod as Seara and I laid down on our backs and spread our legs widely on the grass.

Dolce placed herself on her knees in front of me, and in front of Seara sat Brie. Meanwhile, Cha – Cha was behind us with one hand on each of our shoulders to help keep us steady. Dolce stroked her finger over my lower lips, causing my entrances to twitch. She then moved her soaked fingertip over my anal opening and pressed on it like it was a button. It didn’t take long for her finger to sink in. She gently dragged it in and out, and I could already feel my ass getting wet. I don’t know if it achieved it by itself or if it was the juice leaking from my pussy, but soon another finger joined her first, then a third, and soon she almost had her entire hand inside me. I was all stretched out already, I gasped for air as if it would solve my problem, but it wasn’t air I needed. How was I supposed to be able to take more, then with a plop, my anal ring sealed itself around her wrist. It was within me, The audience gasped as it happened, but I, on the other hand, clenched my hands to the grass, just to have something to hold on to. I could feel how my ass desperately wanted to close.

Though that didn’t make her slow down, instead, she moved her hand forward with significant force, the same force she then used when she pulled it back. My stomach was storming. I thought my insides would be pulled out with her arm, but thankfully, it managed to stay in place. At least mostly, I think. She proceeded to push it in even deeper as I heard someone mentioning my belly. It was bulging as if her hand had been trapped inside me and now tried to push itself out of my navel. I watched her hand slithering within my fluctuating belly. I needed to touch it, but Seara beat me to it and grabbed a hold of my bump. Brie had come just as far as Dolce with her arm elbow deep up inside Seara’s fanny. I, in turn, tried to grab Brie’s hand instead through Seara’s belly, but as I did it slid away back inside her.

“Hey what are you doing! Take your hands out now. ” Was shouted as I saw two human guards rushing towards us. Shit, we are in trouble, I thought.

“If that’s what you wish, ” Dolce said and braced herself. I realized what she was about to do, but before I could plead for her to stop, it was too late.

With one fell swoop, she pulled out her entire arm from within me, and this time my rectum followed it.

“Whoops, your inside seems to be leaking out a little there. ” Dolce teased and flickered my prolapsed ass. The aching wouldn’t stop, no matter how much I twisted and turned. It was pulsating intensely and trying to get back into me. My anal ring was also twitching like crazy. I tried to close it, but it wouldn’t respond.

Dolce and Brie were forcefully removed from the yard. They tried to convince the guards that it was all our idea, but the guards didn’t listen to them. Surprisingly the humans were much more sympathetic towards us. We received some type of special drink and were told to take it easy until we felt as new again. Before we drank it, Seara and I quickly tried to compare our prolapsed asses, but it was difficult to say, which was the longest. Back in the stall, Seara and I laughed over that even though we lost, Dolce and Brie would still be the ones getting punished. Though that usually only involved some harsh talking to or some spanking. However, it was still fun to see Dolce get in trouble. Soon Alex and Jack came and made sure we were locked in our restraints, and they placed the milk pumps back over our nipples.

“I heard you had a falling out with a bad group today. Don’t worry, we will make sure they don’t hurt you again, sweetie. You need to take better care of yourself if you are going to be our new record holder. ” Alex said with a smile, and ruffled my hair again before leaving.

My breasts proceeded with their milky duties and Seara kept on motivating me the rest of the day to defeat the milk record. We kept talking away the day, and soon we were guessing how furious Dolce would be the next day.

“Yeah, she will probably be livid. Sorry that I might not be here to support you then. ” Seara then told me.

“Don’t say that again. I‘m sure you are doing better now. I can see that your bosoms are hard at work. ” She was certainly producing more milk again. Now she only needed to regain the trust in herself.

“Yes, let’s hope so. ” She said, and the skepticism ran over her face.

“And as I said, if you leave, I will try to come and join you as soon as I can, ” I said, to assure her that we would always find a way to be together. I mean, it wouldn’t be hard, I only needed to spray out my milk secretly on the breaks. Then the humans would let me proceed to prime – squad and whatever human I came to live with would most certainly not complain that I had better milk production than they first thought.

“No, you can’t. You really don’t get it, do you?” Seara burst out and I was sure I spotted a tear in her eye.

“What?” I asked, since I really couldn’t grasp what she was trying to say.

“No never mind, I don’t want to be the one that breaks your belief in the humans. ” When she said that, I knew something was up. She had been hiding something from me. What could she have seen or heard?

“No, now you have to tell me. ” I insisted.

“Shh, maybe later, not in front of the humans, ” Seara told me, and then I noticed Alex approaching.

“Hi, again girl! How are you both doing now?” Alex called out to us. I, however, was still stuck on what Seara had said and didn’t respond.

“Hello? Spitzy?” Alex then waved his hand in front of me.

“Oh what? Yes, it has been good. I mean, I’m sure I have done more than this morning. ” I said and tried to sound more chipper.

“Oh, sounds exciting. I hope you made me proud, ” Alex said, and went over to the milk canisters.

“Sorry, girl, you are close, but you haven’t quite reached the end of your sixth one this afternoon. ” He said to me and the frustration bubbled up within me. I was so sure I would be able to make it, but yet again I had been defeated by Dolce, and soon my best friend would leave me too.

Alex’s hand stroked me across my cheek to try and cheer me up.

“You know what! Maybe you just need some last – minute motivation. I will let pumps hang on a little longer and give you your end of the day reward prematurely. Before Jack gets here and complains. ” Alex said and winked at me as he dragged his finger across my back while he walked up behind me.

His warm hand pressed up against my plump lower cheeks, and then he shook them. While my ass bobbled, his fingers found their way to my inner thighs and continued to soothe them. For every stroke, his hand came higher and higher up my leg. Once his finger slipped into my pleasure zone, it enthusiastically squished for more.

“You are almost as wet as when I last left you… Almost that is, but don’t worry, I can fix that. ” Alex said, as his fingers dashed back and forth against my inner tunnel. While all I could do was squirm and squeal. His finger ran through my soaked inside, splashing around the liquid that was building up. They dug deeper and deeper as if they were on a hunt for my cervix. Then, once again, he stopped and slowly dragged his fingers out and rubbed off the liquid on one of my asscheeks.

“Now time for the real thing. ” He said, and I braced myself. I knew what was coming. For a moment, nothing happened, but I could see him working with his hand behind me. Then I felt the tip. It slipped over my soaked lower lips and then I felt the tip right in front of my opening. It was readying itself. My pussy twitched from the anticipation.

With a splash, it plunged in, not only rubbing against one side but all sides at once in my lubricated tunnel. I squeaked, moaned, and squealed as I was tossed back and forth in the air. My breast slapping upwards against my face and then back towards my belly over and over. The restraints on my arms were the only thing keeping me in place or I would be sent flying forward. I heard smack after smack, as his front slammed into my ass for every new thrust he took.

First, I tried to keep my neck restraint steady so it wouldn’t try to choke me. Which was easier said than done as Alex kept slamming into my backside with his erected member, trusting in and out of my dripping womanhood or beef curtains, as he sometimes called it. So eventually I let it go. The restraint tightened and clutched around my throat, and I could feel how my windpipe was slowly closing. No matter how much I tried, I couldn’t take another breath. The only thing that kept going in and out of my body was now his dick.

My body already felt limp and the only thoughts I could assemble were about this pleasure. The neck restraint tightened even more, and now nothing else, but my feelings of pleasure mattered. I had no worries, no pain. The longer I let everything go, the more my pleasure centers felt enhanced. Everything I felt was intensified. I couldn’t only feel each thrust, but also the liquid trickling between me and his throbbing flesh stick. The way every bump and ridge inside me was fluttering back and forth and expanding. It all came together to this entrancing sensation. Even with my eyes closed, I could see lights glimmering in the dark, as he kept on pumping me in the same pulse as the pumps on my nipples pumped out my milk.

Then, abruptly, after one hard last throb into me, he went steadfast. My inside got warmer as his liquid flowed into me for once. My pussy tried to clench itself to make him stay inside, but it was to no use as he popped it out. It was at this moment I realized how dizzy I was. My strength was all gone and when I opened my eyes, everything was blurry and my sight was filled with these flashing lights, and then everything turned dark...

Chapter 3

The following morning I was awakened, as usual, by the sound of all the caretakers entering stalls and hooking up us cattle with our pumps. I stretched myself as much as I could in my restrained pose, and dangle my breasts that hanged underneath me. I flickered my eyelids over and over to get my vision unblurred.

“Good morning Seara!” I said and looked over at her. That’s when I noticed she was actually gone. This couldn’t be true. I was sure she would produce better, though I had suddenly been sure about many things lately that turned out to be false. However, this couldn’t be one of them. She even left without saying goodbye or explaining why she was so upset with the humans.

She couldn’t have gone far. She must still be in the building. If I only could get loose, I pulled my arms all I could, but no matter how much I wriggled my wrist and moved my hands, there was no escape.

So I had three options. The first was to soil myself when Alex arrives, then there would be a high chance of him taking me to get cleaned. The problem there is that he would most likely never let me out of sight long enough for me to go and look for Seara. The second option was to wait for the first break of the day. The third was to just ask Alex for help. I decided to try everything, but the first. Speaking of Alex, it wasn’t long before he arrived to greet me and I did the same back. He grabbed the milk pumps from a shelf and performed his morning squeeze on my breasts. My wiggly milk cans moved around his fingers and his thumbs found their way over to my nipples. It tickled as he moved his thumbs around as if my nipples were some type of stick.

Then he pushed down and pressed my nipples into my tits before letting them go. When my nipples were all stiff and ready, he flinched them with his fingers and began pulling them as my body quivered with excitement. Once they were pointy enough, he placed the suction cups over them and walked over to switch the machine on.

“Do you know where Seara is?” I asked him and he almost stopped for a second.

“Yes, don’t worry about that. She is all good. She is learning all about being a prime, you know. That we spoke of yesterday. ” He told me and started the pumps and I did my morning squeals as it began working on my tits.

“She is really gone?” I said with a sob. I just couldn’t help it. Tears were suddenly pressing themselves out from my eyes.

“No, no, don’t be sad. She is all well. ” Alex said, and tried to reassure me.

“She didn’t even say goodbye. ” I said and sniveled.

“Ah no, it couldn’t be helped. We were in a rush, but I am sure she would say she was proud of you, ” Alex said and I wondered why she would say that?

“That’s right, you don’t know yet. You beat the farm’s milking record. ” Alex stated as if it would put me in an upbeat mode.

“Really?” I said and actually I did feel a little better from hearing that, but then bad again because how could I let that cheer me up about Seara’s disappearance.

“That’s right! So later today I am really going to give it to you. That will cheer you up, won’t it?” Alex again told me with a gleeful expression.

“Yes, I think so. ” I said, because it did sound nice. “But after that, can I join her?”

“Trust me, it truly isn’t for you, and as a record holder you are not getting sent away anytime soon, if anything it’s the breeding squad that is up next for you, and I think you would like that a lot more. ” He said and once again ruffled my hair and as he was about to leave, he turned to me and said, “Don’t worry, you won’t be lonely for long, we will have some new fresh meat to join you in here in no time. ”

I mean, it all didn’t sound too bad, but all that could wait, because at least I needed to say goodbye to Seara first and it was clear that he wouldn’t help me. So I waited, and waited, while my breasts swayed up and down as milk kept on spraying out from them.

My milk kept pumping out through the hoose and into the canister inside the hatch on the wall. Normally, the first milking periods seemed to fly by, but today it felt as if the flow of time had broken apart. It was as if days went by before the alarm finally rang. Still, finally it did, and once again my restraints popped open. I flew up and shocked my body, but this time I didn’t go out directly as usual.

Instead, I waited and peeked out on the row of naked cattle girls walking in line towards the yard. Once the last one had passed me, I snuck out the other way. Now I just needed to find where they had taken Seara. A problem I directly realized would be more difficult than I thought. I had never gone anywhere other than out to the yard, but I was certain that if I went the opposite direction, I would find something new at least.

I came up to a door that said personal. Since I was little, I had been taught that I was not allowed to go through those doors, but since I wasn’t allowed to see Seara either, it was only logical to think she was behind them too. The door creaked as I opened it and I could only hope nobody heard it. I was now on unknown ground. Across the halls outside, I could hear the chattering of caretakers and their clomping steps as they moved about.

First, my body didn’t want to move, it wanted to turn back. This felt wrong, but I forced it forward and it was not going to have its way today. I was here to find Seara and nothing could stop me. Besides, what’s the worst thing they could do if they found me? Restrain me some more? That speculation almost made me giggle. On my way forward, I moved cautiously with my body lowered and pushed up towards the wall. I peeked out from every corner before passing to make sure nobody would see me. The further in I went, the more my heart’s bumps grew louder and more rapid with every step. Soon, the vibrant pulses were so loud that I feared others may hear them.

“What are you doing here?” A dark and deep voice spoke out behind me and my heart froze in its place.

“Yeah, my plans got canceled, so I decided to come into work, anyway. ” It had only been two caretakers talking around the corner. My heart steadily regained its normal pulse once more. Still, they were close, so I needed to get a move on.

That was when I heard her voice, like a warm and shining light that guided me through this dark labyrinth. My marrow legs could no longer be contained and flew straight towards her until I stood right outside her room. She was not alone. I discreetly peeked into the room and there she was. Her long black hair that was dark as the night dangled over her vigorous body, and on top of her right breast, for sale, had been written with a red marker. She stood in what appeared to be a little shop, where the sunlight seeped in and bounced off her naked skin, through the large window that was big enough to stand in. In front of her stood a human couple, one man and a woman. They were intensely inspecting her with their eyes.

“So you’re telling me, you ain’t much of a milker anymore?” The man said and grabbed hold of her breast, squeezing it hard enough to let out a few drops of milk.

“No, sorry sir, but I do have many other potential uses. ” Seara told him more charmingly than I have ever heard her speak.

“Don’t know about many, but you will do nicely for what we have planned. You see, we are going to have our friends over for a little party and you – ” he said, but was interrupted.

“Stop, Richard, not in front of it. Excuse me, shopkeeper!” The human female called out towards the caretaker, or at least he had a similar outfit to a caretaker. “Can we please discuss our options away from the product?” She demanded.

“Oh, she won’t mind. She knows what is going to happen. Don’t you, Seara?” The so – called shopkeeper said and gave Seara a devious smile.

“Wao, that is a tier A quality. ” She said.

“Yes, even our B – graded products are still of good quality, but this one has gotten some special treatments to reach that today. We do also have some C – grade and B – grade in the back if you want something smaller. ” The shopkeeper said.

“No, this one will do, but I still prefer to talk about our options in private. ” The female insisted, and her man nodded rather apologetically to the shopkeeper, who in turn pointed Seara to a backroom of the store. This was my chance, and as silently as possible, I made my way after her. She entered a room just opposite the shop. I waved at her in an attempt to catch her gaze, but it was fruitless, and she closed the door behind her.

I slowly pushed the door open to the room that was filled with a sweet and warm metallic odor, and it was especially strong from one of the corners. Where a long wooden table was located. Beside it was some strange tools and a collection of knives. I wondered if this was part of the kitchen area and noticed three metallic hocks in the ceiling, straight above a wide floor drain. I also noticed that Seara wasn’t in here and that the room was connected to another pathway right beside a big metallic – looking door.

“Seara, are you there?” I shouted with as much of a whisper as I could. First, I received no answer, so I went towards the corridor.

“Spitzy!?” Seara said as she popped up from around the corner.

“What are you doing here?” She asked, but I didn’t respond. Instead, I latched my arms around her in a tight embrace as our warm, wobbling breasts were tightly pressed together.

“Spitzy? Did you come for a last cuddle?” She asked and hugged me back.

“No, well, yes, but you left without saying goodbye. I know I said I would see you soon, but you could at least have woken me before you left. ” I said, disoriently.

“You are right, I’m sorry, I just thought it would be easier for us both. ” She said, a bit apologetically.

“In what way would that ever be easier?” I asked.

“Because I wouldn’t need to tell you what would happen to me and break your trust in the humans. ” She then said again.

“I already know what is going to happen. You are leaving with that couple in the store, right? I mean, the human female seemed a bit rude, but I am sure they are nice, once you get to know them. ” I said.

“No Spitzy, I am leaving with them, but I highly doubt I will get to know them. ” I couldn’t quite grasp that sentence.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Look around Spitzy, what do you think these rooms are for?” She asked as she swung her hand out to show off the room.

“I don’t know? Dinner preparation?” I said since I saw the kitchen items from before.

“Exactly!” She said.

“I still don’t…” I slowly stopped myself. So they made dinner for people and cattle in here, I don’t get it. Why does she have such a serious tone? I thought to myself.

“Spitzy, the dinner is not for us. It’s for the humans and we, or in this case I, am the main ingredient. ” She said and spelled it all out to me.

“What? No, that can’t be. ” I said, why would they? This just couldn’t be true. Alex was so nice and sweet, and so were all the other caretakers I had met. They would never. Never see me as meat, I thought and then thought back to all the nicknames for me, my parts, and other cattles that Alex had used.

“Spitzy this place is called Dairy Dishes, because we are filled with dairy and I mean look at us. We truly are real dishes. ” She said and giggled as if it was all a big joke to her and she began squeezing me.

“You are joking, right?” I said and stepped back. It was as if the entire farm was spinning. No, it had to be one last prank. That is why she was laughing.

“Well, I’m trying to keep my mode up, but it’s true. Just think about Julienne. Do you really think she lost all her limbs outside when she escaped? No, she lost them once she was caught so she couldn’t run away again. ” Seara then said, and why did that have to make so much sense.

I couldn’t or I didn’t want it to be true, but the more I thought about it and looked around me, I knew it was. However, this made me see things more clearly. I knew what I had to do, and I grabbed on to Seara’s right arm.

“We need to get you out of here then, before they are finished discussing what to do with you, ” I told her, but she pulled back.

“There’s no use, there is no place to run, they will just catch us and then you will be slaughtered too. Besides, the potion they gave me earlier really made me more relaxed about this entire situation and if I play along, they will go easier on me. It’s, after all, what we were made for and I have accepted it. ” Seara said.

“Well, I haven’t! if you don’t run, I will just tell them that if they want to eat you they are going to have to eat me too. ” I said, and it may not be the best plan, but it was all I could think of.

“Spitzy you are so sweet, ” Seara said, but before I knew what happened, she had shoved me against the wall. Where she stuffed a large ball made of fabric in my mouth and then tied another piece over my mouth and around my head. “But I can’t let you do that. ”

In a feeble attempt, I shouted at her to stop, but my voice was utterly muffled by the fabric in my mouth. So instead of stopping, she shoved me to the floor and placed her bumpy hams on my belly. Her hands, in turn, forcefully secured my wrist to the floor. Regardless of how actively I squiggled, getting loose was out of the question.

“I have accepted my fate, but I will not see you get dragged down with me. ” Seara gave me a sly stare and then slid the tip of her tongue over her lips. She slowly leaned over me and as she drew closer, I felt the steaming heat from her body. While our puffy nipples bobbed into one and other in a gentle tussle.

“I know what will calm you. ” She whispered in my ear, before giving it a quick nibble. Her wet tongue slowly slipped down from my ear, over the side of my neck, and in a smooth and swirling motion, she let it glide to the top of my delectable breast. There she fluttered my eager nipple before it sank in between her lips. The warmth from her inner mouth laid over me like a mist as she suckled on my now flooding nipple, while simultaneously tenderly pinching my other one.

It was a good thing my mouth was stuffed with fabric, that now was drenched in my saliva, or my cries of pleasure would have been heard immediately. I didn’t even notice when she let go of my wrists, as if some invisible force still held them to the floor.

While her hand moved its way across my anticipating body and all the way to my soaked lower entrance. Her fingers stroke across my lower lips and then proceed to rub them together. I could hear it splashing as if it was pleading for more. Her teeth were softly pinching my nipple.

Oh, how it made me squirm, but I liked it. Once she let my nipple go and it popped out from her lips, a last little spray of milk spurted out onto my face. Her tongue was then once more put in motion and swept across my convex belly, where it twirled into my belly button on its way towards the final destination at my wet crease. Two of her fingers had already parted on my lower lips and were slopping around in me as her tongue came to join them.

Her tongue burrowed itself deeper and deeper into me as her finger held my lower lips open. It was as if she tried to lick me clean from my inner nectar. Though it didn’t work, because more and more fluids streamed into my pussy as she kept on lapping my insides with her tongue. My body trembled from the pleasure.

Part of me wanted to push her away to stop the tickling sensation, but my body wasn’t listening and instead grabbed hold of her hair and pushed her deeper into it. My nectar drenched her entire face as I rubbed it against me and she reached in even further to try and lick my center. My body quivered more and more and soon it became too much and a spray of fluids sprinkled out from my pussy.

It left Seara’s upper body completely soaked, but she didn’t seem to mind. Instead, she licked herself clean. She even managed to lick a few drops of it from her own tits. I, however, was regaining myself with heavy breaths on the floor.

She then leaned over and put my nipple deep into her mouth again. My areola pushed itself against her mouths soggy inside. Then, with no warning, she bit down on it. Her teeth pinched down on my areola, and she didn’t stop. She latched onto me with her teeth and munched on my meaty bosom. My nipple was now bulging out and bathing her throat with milk.

“That little mark is so you don’t forget me right away. ” She said and grinned while she held on and watched me squirm.

Then we heard footsteps closing in. Seara quickly let go and took me to the big metallic door at the corner of the room. She opened it and she forced me inside, and I was still too knocked out from her treatment to be able to do anything more than to follow.

“Now promise me you won’t make a sound. ” She told me and closed the door.

I noticed that the inside of this room was freezing, so I wrapped my arms around my body to try and keep some heat. Outside, Seara cleaned herself with a water hose that was attached to the wall. Which I could see through the frost – covered window.

The shopkeeper soon walked into the room with the human male of the couple. He directly remarked that the place had a strange smell, and the shopkeeper explained that it’s a smell you need to get used to in this line of work. The male then said that it was the first time he had gone past the counter.

“So what have you decided to use me for?” Seara, rather seductively asked and turned her asscheeks towards them. “Meat?” as she smacked her rear. “Or pleasure?” she asked and dragged her fingers over her pussy lips and proceeded to lick them off in her mouth.

“Wow, you are something aren’t you. ” He said and dug his vigorous fingers into her tit – meat as if he was playing with mud. With his hands firmly attached, he twisted, turned, and pulled on her doughy tits. Seara trembled. Her legs were kneading themselves together and her upper body stiffened as she thrust out her tits even more against him. He clamped down hard on her squeeze bags as if he tried to crush them into a mushy little mess.

Her tits began to glow red as he kept on kneading them. Seara bit her lip and I could hear her squeaking and purring under her breath.

“If it had been up to me, I would definitely have taken you home and had some fun with you first. I tried telling my wife that it would be easier if you could walk home by yourself and maybe help with the preparations and even meet the guests, but she is convinced that it’s best to let a professional prepare you. ” The male human said to Seara, rather apologetically while his solid hand made impact with her wobbly melons and sent them waving from side to side.

“S, so what or what parts will you need?” Seara’s willing act faded slightly as she was hit with the realization of what awaited her.

“We will take all of you, except for the head, don’t really need that. ” The man said to her, and she froze in place for a moment. I considered revealing myself to help her, but she held up her hand behind her back to stop me. She had quickly collected herself.

“Then where do you want me?” She asked them and showed no sign of being nervous.

They laid her down on the table and raised her legs up in the air. Where the shopkeeper tied her ankles together with a rope and the rope around one of the hooks in the ceiling.

The shopkeeper then went over to the knife collection and took out a knife with a real wide blade. It looked terribly sharp. I couldn’t let this happen, but what could I do? Seara wouldn’t be any help. She just laid there, with no regard for the knife.

Her hand instead found its way down between her thighs and where her fingers were floundering about inside her as they were diving into her pussy. She grabbed ahold of her tit that peeked out between her fingers and raised her neck out, and leaned her head back.

Why wasn’t she trying to run? I thought I couldn’t defeat two humans by myself, especially now when I’m frozen. No, I have to try, I thought, but as I looked over at them, I just couldn’t get myself to do it. Instead, I remained still, while my heart was beating as if it wanted to jump out and bounce on my breasts.

“Ready Seara?” The shopkeeper asked as he raised the blade.

“Ready as I can be, I hope that I will be to your taste. ” She said, and ogled the blade.

“Oh you will, I can guarantee that. ” The man said. Seara’s entire body stretched out as a quick quiver was sent through her and I could hear a splash as she smiled with an exuberant expression. Swiftly the shopkeeper’s arm swung, and the blade came down to Seara’s neck and cleaved it in half like it was nothing.

Her head rolled off the table as her body jerked around. Even more, fluids flew out from her pussy as if her body had received the orgasm of a lifetime. Her face as well was just filled with satisfaction, and I could help, but to think why, why did you need to make it look so pleasurable.

The hook in the ceiling was then raised and her body was sent swinging freely in the air. Her body kept on twitching from side to side as the blood sprayed out from her severed neck. It was as if her now visible muscles were pulsating through her neck, as if they still thought they could reach out and reattach her head. Instead, her neck just kept leaking and oozing out thick red liquid.

“Look at her go, it’s almost like she is having an orgasm from her neck. ” Her new owner said.

“It’s the potion we give them, it helps them to translate pain into pleasure. ” The shopkeeper told and poked her body, so it swayed even more.

“Are all cattle given potions like that?” The owner asked.

“No, not those who are raised for it, they are trained from the start to embrace the experience. This one, however, was just an out – of – work milker, but that’s why you could get her so cheap on our little off – season sale. So consider yourself lucky. ” The shopkeeper told him and picked up Seara’s head from the floor before placing it the right way up on the table. She had a vacant but astounded facial expression.

“Oh, I am, she was a real bargain. ” The man said, agreeingly.

The shopkeeper drew the knife over her belly, where it sank inside and carved her open. It was as if her entire stomach now had an open pussy into her organs. He then jammed his hands inside her and pulled out one organ after another. Soon he stood there with her heart in her hands and began to knead it.

“Just imagine if it would start to beat again. ” He said and chuckled before throwing her heart in a bucket with the rest of her organs.

After that, he sprayed her body clean, both inside and out, and they let her hang there and drip. Though I wasn’t paying attention, I saw it all, and hadn’t fainted, yet I wasn’t really awake either. I was just there, seeing it all happen.

Eventually, the owner carried out her lifeless body over his shoulder and carried her head by her hair in the other hand. I was finally left alone. I remained in the room for, I actually don’t know how long, but I noticed that my skin had developed a blue tone and my nipples had gotten so stiff that they might have broken off if anyone played with them.

I realized I had to get out of there. I first tried the door, but it wouldn’t budge, even though there was a clear gap between the door and the frame. I assumed it had frozen in place and needed more of a push, I took a step back, and tripped on something, and tumbled to the side. I was faced with plump breasts, long thighs, and firm asses, but none of them were attached to a body. Then I recognized one of the breasts. It was Dolce, I guess this is what happens when you don’t agree to be food.

I rammed the door with my body again, and thankfully, it moved. They had turned off the lights in the shop, and I couldn’t see or hear anyone around as I made my way to the shop’s glass door. I tried to open it, only to find that it was locked. All the energy was leaving my body as I dropped to my knees, and all I could see was Seara’s execution among the gleeful humans, playing in my head over and over. When they found me, would I suffer the same fate? Maybe it would be for the be –

I stopped myself as I caught a glimpse of a simple locking mechanism under the handle. I turned it and the door opened.

Chapter 4

Outside, the sun was heading down behind the world’s edge, and the sky gleamed in a red and purple hue to honor it. I had never seen anything like this before, it was so captivating. It is strange that after I witnessed something so horrid, the world could still overwhelm me with beautiful visions such as this.

For a moment I just stood there. I wanted to lose myself in these colors and forget about what had happened, but soon my naked body felt the cold puffs from the wind. They weren’t freezing, but cold enough to make me shiver and I understood that this is why humans wore clothing.

Around the shop were large houses distributed with a wide distance between them, and they were surrounded by a forest and large yards. In the distance, however, were many tall and tightly squeezed buildings behind a wall. I assumed that’s where the less wealthy humans lived.

I tried my best to think of a place where I could go and hide from the farm. Did really all the humans see me as a walking piece of meat? I was lost, I knew nothing about the outside. There was no place I could go, still, though, I decided that standing outside a meat shop and showing off my wares was probably the least safe place to be.

I wandered aimlessly, luckily there weren’t many humans outside, and those that were outside were easy to avoid as long as I remained quiet and off the streets. Speaking of humans, I heard two of them talking as they passed me when I was hiding in a bush.

“Did you see the off – season sale earlier on A’s Dairy Dishes?”

“Yeah, she was a looker and only 800 gold. ”

“Makes me wish I had that kind of money to blow on a meal. ”

“Well, if you do, it can blow you for it in return. ” One of the humans stated, and both started to chuckle.

“If I were to buy an entire cattle, I would definitely keep it alive. I mean, then you can first use it for pleasure. Then I could split it up into several meals, because if you pick the right part they can do most of their own cooking for you. ”

“Hahaha, you ass!” The other said before they got out of earshot. Of course, the humans outside would be the same as inside. I was, however, a bit happy to find out that we weren’t cheap, which means that they did see value in us.

I concluded that I had a bigger chance to make it if I kept outside the tightly squeezed district since there would most likely be more humans to avoid in there. I could have gone into the forest, but since I had always been told about dangerous beasts that live within them, I just didn’t want to risk it and decided to take my chance in this village.

At least it had lights so I could see. After a while, my nose caught a whiff of light smoke in the air. It had a warm smoky aroma of something juicy searing over an open fire. There were fragrances of pepper, oregano and I think onion. It made my mouth water and my unfed stomach grumble. The scent enticed me and I followed it all the way to a large yard where many humans had gathered. They were laughing, drinking, and chattering.

I then recognized the voice of one of them and I was right. It was the man from the shop. He stood with a large pitchfork close to a large open flame and next to him was Seara. She was placed in the center of the yard with a long thick metallic pole inserted through her ass and out of her neck – hole. The pole was rotating her over a large fire, where she was surrounded by the humans.

I didn’t know what to do, it was horrible to see my friend rotating over the fire, but at the same time, she did smell so good, and that made me disgusted with myself. How could I even think that?

She looked pretty though, as she was all lit up by the burning flower. Its glowing flames licked her skin, which had received a golden red bloom to it. Her inner flesh that was peeking out from her neck was dripping with juicy fluids and it had turned all white.

While she seemed to be roasted though her tits were still swaying freely on her and as she spun around, they rolled across her body and were sent swinging every time she made a lap.

She was a real center of attention at the party, and it seemed that I was not the only one having a hard time looking away from her. It was hypnotic. Maybe she was right, and this truly was what we were made for?

My eyes then wandered over to the corner of the yard, where I spotted another man with a cattle girl. She was pushed up against a brick wall that was beside us in the yard. Her owner had his meat stick rammed up into her rear. She screamed for him to go harder, faster and he certainly did what she asked as she was sent bouncing against the wall with her tits as he picked up speed.

I could almost not see her asscheeks clearly as they wobbled from the rapid impacts of his groin. She shrieked with passion as she was jerked against the rough solid wall. While his manhood did its best to go into her depths and experience her womanly warmth, she was being shaken around like nothing but a sack of meat.

Her breasts were mashed up and while she held herself up with her hands, her body was pushed into the wall over and over, with loud smacks. Then he took a firm grip of her head and slammed the side of her face against the wall with all his might as she squealed. He then stopped, while still pushing forward as he fluttered and gave off a big growl.

She was then released and slid down against the wall as her grasping asshole let his relief fluids drip out.

“Now, we are going to play a little prank on the man of the hour. ” He said and pulled her up. She seemed a bit dizzy, but gave a cheerful smile back, as he took out a box full of sharp and pointy sticks.

She was pressed up against the wall with her back and her tits out for him to play with. The first stick was pushed into her nipple and he just kept on pressing it in as she squirmed.

Soon his finger was poking in so deep that her entire nipple had been shoved into her breast. He then let go and her nipple bounced back out. The only thing is the pointy stick had vanished. It was now stuck inside her fat – filled globe, and I could only imagine how it felt to be stung constantly from the inside.

However, she didn’t mind and instead bit her lip with excitement as I began to consider if my imagination wasn’t reliable. He drove stick after stick into her breast, and he kept shoving them deep inside so that whenever he let go, they stayed within them.

Once he was done, he hurried over with her to another human, and her stick – filled breasts bounced around with every step. The stick must be stinging her from every angle as they slid around inside her fleshy meat bosom as she moved, I thought. When they were only halfway there, I heard her squeal as she twitched and a sipper of fluid was released from her pleasure zone. The man then asked Seara’s owner to give her a sturdy squeeze and once he planted his hand into her tit, he cried out. This made the other man burst out laughing.

“Always great to have you by, you ass. Now how are you going to get those out from her. ” He said, annoyingly.

“Don’t worry brother, nothing a good tit beating can’t fix. However, I’m considering keeping them in. She seems to like them. ” He said and grabbed a hold of her tits from behind and wobbled them in his hand as she let out a relishing squeal.

I didn’t know what to do. Again Seara seemed peaceful, and astonishing, and while I don’t feel like having my tits full of sharp sticks, it seemed like some humans might just want to play with us. Should I give this all a try anyway? I thought as my tummy cried out.

“Or if you have an extra grill, I can just throw these on as an extra snack. I’m sure the sticks will be easier to get out once I rip your roasted skin apart. ” The man then said and rattled her tit as she giggled.

What followed was the devourment of my dear Seara as the humans sliced pieces of her ass off and then dipped it in some type of fruity sauce before eating it with some fries. I watched her flesh being gobbled up all around. Some even used forks and just tore some roasted meat off her body.

Whenever someone sank a knife or fork inside her, the flesh juices from within her fizzled out as the white steamy meat from her inside was revealed. It wasn’t long before her thighs and ass meat were hacked, slashed, and full of gaps from the hungry humans. In some areas, it went so deep that I could see her bones.

Seara’s owner then stopped her spit from rotating and grabbed a hold of one of her greasy tits, and placed a cleaver over at its base. He pulled the squishy tit out and ran the knife right through it. His brother took a hard grip of the other and yanked it straight off. Her former glorious milkers were now laying loose in one hand each, and at their former home, all you could see was her ribs surrounded by some fried white meat.

The tits were frantically licked and then crammed into their mouths. At first, it seemed as if they tried to suck milk from them, but then they bit down, and hard. The meat was ripped apart and grounded up by their honed teeth. I grabbed ahold of my tits as if I were to evert their attention from the horrors in front of me. My ears filled up with wet sloshing noises as they munched away at her body.

The owner of the other cattle soon had her kneeling down with her pierced meat on a sizzling grill. While her soon – to – be roasted meat bags laid there and seared in the heat.

She sat there, licked her lips, and performed a few spasmodic jerks that made it seem as if the flames themselves were fucking her. To be so passionate from such miss treatment, I just gawked with amazement and horror. Would I be the same if it happened to me? I wondered. Once she was done, he pulled her meat apart as if her breasts were nothing more than pulled pork.

“See, said it would be easy to remove the sticks. ” He said and put a piece of her nipple into his mouth.

As I sat there and watched how humans casually devoured my kind as easily as we ate oats and vegetables on the farm, it just felt so surreal. No, there must be something more out there for me than this, I truly hoped, while looking over Seara’s former body that now had been reduced to nothing more than scraps of meat and bones. I rapidly snuck away from the gathering before anyone could sniff me out and use me as desert.

My head still felt all scattered as I stumbled through the streets without any real goal in sight. I kept walking for what felt like forever and my stomach started to get more mad at me as the grumbles turned to growls. I had never been this long without food before. Maybe I should have found something to eat, I thought, and a picture of Seara spinning on the spit played up in my head. No, there must be a better option, I thought, and realized that I was already carrying nutrition.

I found a dark and seemingly empty house. I didn’t dare to go inside, but I could hide behind it. I sat down on a stool in the yard and grabbed a hold of my right breast and pulled it upwards. It was easy to make it reach my mouth. I secluded my lips around my nipple and began suckling on it. It felt unfamiliar being your own milker. The suction force from my mouth made my breast tickle, and I had to focus to hold my mouth back from stopping.

My milk then erupted and began spraying freely and filling my mouth. It had already been so long since my last milking session, my breasts were almost aching for it. Still, while my belly was filling up on milk, I didn’t grow more alert. Instead, I grew more sleepy. I guess it takes more energy to produce milk than what I get from drinking it, I thought and sighed.

I peeked into the house and wondered if I should try to sneak in real fast and find something else to eat. Something that didn’t come from me or another cattle. I went towards the door when the lights went on and I heard someone moving on the inside. I got so spooked so I ran with everything I had for as long as I could. After a while, I had run so long that I don’t think I would be able to find my way back if I tried. I observed my surroundings inside the gloomy creaking forest I found myself in.

It felt as if something was gazing at me through the trees. I needed to get out, I thought, and noticed a clearing in the forest and I hurried on forward. I made it out into another large yard.

Now I was a lot closer to the tightly squeezed buildings from before. Though what caught my attention was what I saw in the yard. Out on the porch, there was another cattle girl, and she was walking around freely. No chains or fences to hold her. She was also talking with two female humans like they were her equals. I could see them laughing and making jokes. This felt different from what I had seen before, and I was beginning to feel really weak.

“Is this a friend of yours?” The purple – haired human asked the cattle girl.

“No, and where did she come from? Did she go through the forest?” The cattle girl responded as I approached them.

I can’t be entirely sure about what exactly happened next since I was rather woozy at the time, but the brown – haired human female helped me to a seat and brought a warm blanket with some water for me to drink.

Next to me sat the cattle girl who had introduced herself as Chopsy. I thought the name sounded rather strange at first, but apparently, she had been part of the naming process and picked that name herself. So I guess it was only to me that it sounded a bit odd.

Chopsy’s hair, though, was so smooth and elegant, as if a river of butter was flowing down from her head. It reached over her stupendous curves and, from behind, it flowed all the way down to her large ass. She held me against her and Her feminine warmth slowly spread into me, while she told me the name of the two humans.

The small – breasted and purple – haired one was named Cleo, and the more well – endowed friend was Rebecca. What truly astounded me was that I heard that Chopsy and Rebecca were a couple. It was a relief to hear that humans and cattle could get along, or even better, find love in one another. While I sat with Chopsy, I could overhear the humans whispering from inside the house.

“You think she has escaped from somewhere?”

“Of course she has, didn’t you see the mark on her!”

“What should we do then?”

“I know what we should do, but I know what you want to do. ”

“Yes! I say if nobody comes asking for her, then we could just say she is ours. ” They said, but I didn’t really know who said what, not that it mattered.

“There, there, don’t worry about them. You are safe here. Try to get some rest now. ” Chopsy told me and helped me to lean in so I could rest my head on her lap.

It was so soft and pleasant that I finally could relax, then before I knew it, I opened my eyes again and I was laying in bed. This was a most unusual awakening, since I don’t usually sleep on my back, and I felt so warm that I was sweating under the covers that had been placed over me. It was comfy, though, and bouncy. It got my boobs swinging as I bobbed up and down on the bed with my ass. I noticed now that the sun had returned and carried all the heat back with it, so I no longer felt cold from going without cover. Still, I was a bit unsure of where I was, so I silently sneaked downstairs.

“Good morning!” I jumped as Cleo spoke up as I reached the lower floor. She wore a red top that I assumed tried to conceal her small breasts, but parts of them were still peeking out from the gap on top of it.

“You want some breakfast?” She asked, and I got concerned.

“That depends. Will the meal include any part of me in it?” I asked, and it made Cleo burst out laughing.

“Not unless you want it too, or well if you want milk, it’s either from you or Chopsy. ” She said and then I happily accepted the offer.

“Splendid, then you can help me to bring the two nutty love buns in here too. ” Cleo said. I must have looked as confused as I was because Cleo pointed at a room at the edge of the house.

“Go in there and tell them that it’s breakfast. ” She said.

From outside the room, I could hear a heavy moaning and fleshy splashes. I could only imagine what they were doing inside. I tried to wait for them to finish, but Cleo pointed at me to tell me that I should go in.

“If you don’t go in, they will be at it all day. ” She said.

Inside, I was met with an image of Chopsy, who was standing on her legs with her upper body bent forward. To support herself, she held onto each side of a wooden frame, and in the center of that frame was her head. Behind her was Rebecca, with a thick rubbery strap – on attached to her hips. It was drilled in and out of Chopsy’s squishy pussy. Her massive breasts seemed to take all the force from her pounding and were wiggling like crazy as she did her best to stay in place.

The thing I was focused on, however, was the thing shining on top of the wooden frame. It was a large rectangular steel blade, and it looked sharp. It was attached to two metal weights that were placed in the carved – out path on each side of the wooden frame. If nothing held it up, the blade would be led right down on Chopsy’s neck.

The locking mechanism prevented the blade from falling, but it seemed to only be held in place by a rope. This strained rope was then attached to a wooden rod on its other end, and Chopsy was biting down on it hard. Once they saw me staring at them, Rebecca waved to me and Chopsy gave me a joyous nod.

Rebecca then lowered her hand and slammed it down hard into Chopsy’s ass, where she took a firm grip of it and increased the speed so that Chopsy’s breasts swung around vigorously below her.

“Still holding strong. Seems like I need to make you really shout!” Rebecca said as Chopsy squeaked with passion. I noticed that the wooden rod twitched in her mouth as if she had temporarily lost her grip from the sudden impact to her rear. Still, she managed to keep her teeth latched onto it once more.

What was going on? They looked so happy yesterday. Did she really want this? I wondered. Considering her name, it probably shouldn’t have surprised me, but I was still startled and I couldn’t help but to think that the next time it might be me in her place. Me being rammed into by a girthy rubber stake that would get all lubed up by my dripping tunnel of lust. Chopsy’s asscheeks ricocheted as Rebecca kept slamming into her, and it sent her entire body wavering back and forth as she held herself in place. This even made the bloodcurdling blade above her wiggle from all the movement.

I could hear her moans getting more loud and intense with every thrust, and I could just see the wooden rod in her mouth slipping. Just as I had decided that I couldn’t stay and watch. The wooden rod dropped out of Chopsy’s mouth as she released a lusty moan. Immediately followed by rasping from the wood as the thick honed blade sliced through the air towards her long and delicate neck. She didn’t even try to get away, instead, she stretched her neck out further and gave me a smile.

I froze as the meat cleaving, neck – splitting demise sank down towards Chopsy, who now was nothing more than a piece of meat on a chopping block. The blade was just about to strike as Rebecca grabbed on to Chopsy’s love handles and pulled her backward with significant force.

The blade flew down and barely missed Chopsy’s tiny horns on her head with less than an inch. They both fell back on top of each other to the floor and started laughing and panting.

“That was the closest one yet, I think, ” Rebecca said and observed the blade.

“Almost thought you would let it happen, ” Chopsy said, with a still joyful tone.

We all went silent for a moment as we looked at the blade that had cut into the wooden floor. The wooden planks had been sliced in half as it sank into the floor. I could only imagine how easily it would have done the same to Chopsy. Carving her head off as cleanly as a knife chops up a carrot. I could see blood oozing out from her neck as her body would twitch in a ferocious panic.

Her head would roll down over the floor and she would most likely appear as if she just had the orgasm of her life. As my thoughts flooded my head, Chopsy’s decapitated head soon changed shape and her hair grew dark, and suddenly I was looking at Seara’s end all over again.

“You know I could never let that happen, ” Rebecca said, who awoke me from my thoughts. “Though I did lose focus there for a second when we got a visitor. ” Rebecca said, and both glanced over at me.

“Sorry, ” I said, still in shock from what I had seen.

“You have nothing to be sorry for. It’s just one of the many games we play. It really helps spice things up. ” Rebecca said and smacked Chopsy’s rear on her way out to the kitchen.

“Oh, hope we didn’t frighten you too much?” Chopsy said, and put her arm on my shoulder.

“Well, no, I am okay. ” Though I really wanted to know why she would put herself through those things.

“But why are you risking your life like that?” I asked.

“As she said, it spices up the lovemaking. ” Chopsy casually stated, as she turned and examined me.

“How?” I asked bewilderedly.

“Well, it’s hard to explain, but the whole experience makes my entire body surge with energy. My heart pumps as if I had a hundred and it, in turn, makes all my love juices gush out from my holes. Guess you have to experience it to understand. ” Chopsy stated, but I thought back on how it felt when Seara tied me up and played with me, or when Alex and I had fun, and I think I at least could get an idea of how it would feel.

“It of course also makes her very soaked as well, and I would do anything, and I mean anything, to make her happy. ” She then continued.

“But aren’t you scared of throwing your life away?” I asked.

“Please, this planet is full of life. You shouldn’t treat it like it is some rare commodity. Better to do the most with it, and play with it to your heart’s content, besides as long as Rebecca is there to catch me, I will be just fine. ” She said and tapped my ass.

“You still can’t understand, can you? Well, when you meet the right one you will. ” She said and stepped up close to me and stared into my eyes. Our breasts squished together while her hand stroked across my hip. Suddenly, her fingers were on my pussy where they slipped straight inside.

“Or maybe you understand more than you are letting on... ” She said and pulled out her fingers from me as I held back a moan. She placed her fingertips on my lips. With just a slight nudge, her slippery fingers entered my mouth, and I courteously helped to clean her fingers from all my fluids before following her into the kitchen.

“So what do you two delectable treats want to eat?” Rebecca asked us, as we took a seat at the kitchen table.

“We have flakes, but you and Chopsy need to produce the milk. ” She continued.

“Flakes works, ” I said, and inspected Chopsy’s tits, and wondered if I should make it or if she would?

“Want some help?” Chopsy then asked me?

“Sure. ” I directly agreed, mostly because I wondered how her milk tasted. Could it be thicker or sweeter than mine? It was only one way to find out.

Chopsy moved up behind me, and her large breasts popped out on each side of my head.

“These things seemed packed. This will be easy. ” She said and grabbed a hold of my breasts and lowered them towards the bowl. Clearly, I had misunderstood what she meant by help, but this wasn’t too bad either. She gently massaged my meaty fruits with her thumbs towards my nipples and they began to wildly spray out milk. Now that I think about it, I had never gone this long without pumping my breasts from milk and it turned out my body was already missing it. They easily supplied the entire table with milk for their breakfast, but when all their meals and beverages had been filled, I just kept spraying. I managed to fill up two glass bottles of milk before my breasts had calmed down again. Everyone then ate breakfast, and they complimented me on how tasty my milk was and it made me so happy.

“So, eeh what should we call you? Do you have a name?” Rebecca asked me while stroking Chopsy’s thighs.

“My name is Spitzy. ” I said with my mouth filled with mushy flakes.

“So who gave you that name?” Rebecca asked and giggled.

“My caretaker, Alex, gave it to me. ” I said.

“Do you want to keep it?” She asked, and kept playing with Chopsy.

“Keep it? Why wouldn’t I?” I wondered, while trying not to get lost in my amazement of these flakes.

“Some cattle are not so fond of their names, like Chopsy here who went by A 69 when we found her, so we thought we would give you a chance to change it as well, ” Rebecca explained to me.

“Do I need to decide my own name?” I wondered.

“No, as I said, this is a special case, a – “ Rebecca told me.

“She is asking if you want something less food – related?” Cleo cut in.

“Your name, for example, is Spit and zy put together and a spit is a pole you use to impale meat with before roasting it over a fire. ” Cleo explained to me, and I again got a flash of Seara roasting over the fire, with the pole through her. I was named after that pole, and here I thought it had something to do with spitting milk. I giggled for a second, thinking of how I had been in Seara, and then immediately after, I felt ashamed and sad. Still, though I liked my name, I had gotten used to it. Did I have to change it?

“You don’t have to change it, or hide from what you are. I mean, that’s why I picked Chopsy. Humans always get that little twisted grin on their faces when they hear my name. ” Chopsy said with a grin.

“Yeah I know, you like that, but I would never let anyone get to you, sweety, ” Rebecca said, and they made some lovely rambling before kissing each other.

“Well Seara, eh, a friend I had. Called me Spritzy sometimes. Would that be better?” I wondered.

“Well, how about this since you seem a bit uncertain we can call you Spritzy Spitzy, it will be like having a first and last name like humans and you can then choose whatever name you want to introduce yourself with. ” Rebecca said and when I nodded, she wrote it down on a piece of paper in front of her.

“Okay so here is the deal, we can’t officially afford to own you or Chopsy here, but since you are escapees, we can forge an ownership document and as long as nobody examines it too closely it will work just as well as a real one. Now that is if you like to stay with us, that is. ” Rebecca said.

“Eeeh. ” Was all I managed to say. What did I want? I just met these people, sure they seemed rather nice, but maybe it would be better if I just moved on, but then again to where. It was so hard to come up with the right decision. My head was almost spinning as they all awaited my answer.

“Okay, no rush. How about this? You can spend a few hours here with me and I can fill you in a bit more about everything and we can discuss if this is the right choice for you. ” Chopsy said and leaned over towards me. “Or what do you say, Rebecca?”

“Sure, sounds like she may need a bit more of an introduction to free life than you did. We need to get to work, anyway. Is that alright with you Spritzy Spitzy?” Rebecca asked.

“Eeh, yes, ” I said and nodded, still trying to make a decision.

Soon Rebecca and Cleo walked out the front door and waved goodbye, well Rebbecca waved. Cleo gave us more of a look that said see you later before closing the door. Now I was all alone in a human house with Chopsy.

“Let’s go to the couch. ” She said and led me over into another room and up to some furniture that she sat me down in. I didn’t know what was softer, the cushion or my ass. Chopsy then jumped down beside me.

“So... how shall we do this? You just want to talk, or should I give you more of a basic tutorial on how the world really is? Since I am quite certain you need that. ” She said a bit mockingly.

“Eh, I don’t know. I mean, I have seen what humans can do to us, but do all do it? And to all of us? Is there no place where we can live peacefully?” I asked.

“So world lesson first, well no, there is no perfectly safe place. Some places are better than others, but they have other problems too. That goes for humans too. It’s rather peaceful here, but some still get killed, either from other humans or from attacks from other creatures. Just a few years ago the human city next to us had to fight off a horde of orcs trying to invade the humans. ” Chopsy said, and I wanted to ask what an orc was, but I didn’t want to interrupt her either.

“And not all humans are savages. Some try to help us and others just want to toy with us and break us. But you see, that is the world we live in. There are preys and there are predators. It’s not just the humans, every animal and insect is the same. The prey lives their lives the most they can and tries to make the best of the world until a predator strikes down on them. Mostly it is for food, but sometimes it may just be because they are bored. ” She explained.

“Animals do this too?” I asked.

“Yes, but a bit unluckily for us, our predator is a very clever one. So it has learned to raise and take care of its prey until it gets meaty enough to eat. Rawr. ” Chopsy said and jokingly bit on my arm as she grabbed hold of me.

“So, you mean we are just prey, and we should just accept it?” I asked her.

“Well, yes, you can’t run or hide from what you are. Instead, accept it and try to make the best of it. ” She said and squeezed my ass.

“Like you?” I asked, while she licked my arm.

“Yes, I like to believe I’m doing well. ” She said.

“You who, as you say, let your predator play with you?” I asked, and she laughed.

“Yeah, I guess I am, but every time I do, I feel more alive than ever. It shows that her love for me is stronger than her predatorial instincts. and if one day she decides that my end is more pleasurable than my life. I will gladly give it to satisfy her. Because I know I will bring joy and nourishment to someone I love. ” Chopsy explained as her eyes glimmered when she thought about Rebecca. Though she had a point, better to play with the predator than to be played with by the predator.

“Wait, so they eat cattle too?” I asked with a gulp. I hope that isn’t why they want me to stay.

“Well, yes, not often though, mostly because we are actually very expensive. You see, it takes a lot of work for a human to be able to afford one of us, at least, good ones like us. ” She said and bumped my shoulder.

“That’s why it’s mostly wealthier humans that eat us at regular bases, others mostly at special occasions or at big gatherings, or you know, take smaller portions. ” She continued.

“Right, yeah I had overheard something similar, so we really are of high value then, at least. ” I said, as if that made things better.

“Yes! That’s the spirit. We are two expensive cows, and we can strut around the street making the humans wish they could afford to snack on us. ” Chopsy said with another grin on her face.

“So you like teasing them?” I asked, as she giggled.

“Yes, it’s the best, you have to try it. Well, that is after you received the protection. ” She said.

“Protection?” I asked. Could I really be protected from all the humans?

“Yes, the document they talked about. Normally, as I said, you need a lot of money, the thing human exchange wares with. To get one of us, but since we escaped, we still belong to the farm, but if they don’t chase after us or find us, we are pretty much free. Which means we are free food for any human to put their hungry palms at. ” She said, and I got an image in my head of myself surrounded by gawking humans grabbing a hold of my body.

“But won’t it be the same, even if I get written up on that paper?” I asked.

“No, because then you will be the property of another predator, and if a predator eats or damages another predator’s meal without their permission. Then they are in for some serious punishment. You see, so by becoming property, we can move freely, and the only person you need to worry about eating you is Cleo or Rebecca. ” She said and giggled with a menacing tone.

“Oooh, okay, well I guess that would make it safer to walk the streets. ” I said in agreement, but wondered how much less safe it would be in here instead.

“Yeees, with one little exception, the documents are still fake, which means we don’t want anyone else to take a closer look at them. So we can’t attract too much unnecessary attention, and it would be best if you stay with Rebecca or Cleo for the most part when you walk the streets, especially in the beginning. ” Chopsy told me.

“And if someone realizes that these documents are fake, what happens then?” I asked.

“Well, if they didn’t find our original owners, we would probably be sold to the highest bidder. However, Rebecca or Cleo would get in serious trouble too. What they are doing isn’t really allowed. They would receive an unpayable fine and then be sentenced to jail for who knows how many years, and if they are unlucky, they can even get maimed. ” She said.

“Really, and still they do it?” I said with amazement.

“Yes, it’s not only me who risks a lot in this relationship, she does too. And even if she eventually gets out of jail, predators have a hard time forgiving illegal activities, so she would have a hard time living in this society. ” She explained.

I felt both guilty and honored that Cleo and Rebecca considered taking such a risk for me. Did I truly want to put them through this ordeal, still it would be nice to have a place I could see as a home again.

“So are you considering doing it, then?” She asked.

“Yes, if you don’t think it would be too much of a nuisance. ” I said.

“Nonsense, this is great! I always wanted to have another cattle girl to talk to. ” Chopsy said and smiled, “We can be milk sisters. ” I gave an agreeing nod. She kinda reminded me a bit about Seara, only a bit more positive, okay, a lot more positive.

“By the way, I assume you were on a milk squad since your belly doesn’t have stretch marks and I don’t see a prime mark on you. ” She said and inspected my body.

“What is a prime mark?” I asked.

“Oh, that’s right, you probably never even got to meet a prime squad. ” Chopsy said and leaned over on the couch to show her tight ass that had a big A burned into it.

“This is the mark humans give to those who would be a top selection for meat. Everyone in a prime squad is trained in how we should present ourselves and how to become a scrumptious meal. ” Chopsy said, and I understood why she was so much more accepting of everything. Being meat was all she knew, like me with milk production.

“I’m shocked you weren’t selected for a prime squad. You certainly have the body for it. You must really have had an exceptional milk flow for them to make such an exception. ” Chopsy said, and I looked down at my milky buds. I guess I need to thank these things for saving my life, I thought. While observing them, I saw my old burn mark over my pussy, and glanced over at Chopsy’s to compare them.

“Want to see my brand name? Sorry, it’s all gone, and soon yours will be too. ” She said and spread her legs to reveal her mark. Her old mark had been crossed over and underneath it stood Cattle by Choice.

“This is the brand mark we use to show that we belong to Rebecca and Cleo. ” Chopsy looked at me. “Oh, that’s right, you probably didn’t know, but the mark between your legs can show people who you belong to. So that is why you need to be rebranded. Hope that doesn’t scare you off. ”

“No, I can handle some pain. ” I told her because I had decided I wanted to stay, mostly because I wanted to stay close to Chopsy.

“Now that’s what I like to hear. As I said, pain is nothing to fear. ” She said, and we kept talking for a while about all kinds of things. Apparently, I was a bit similar to one of her friends who joined the breeding squad. After a while, the words stopped flowing, and we then sat there for a while, looking at each other. Chopsy apologized for not having so much to do. Then she shined up.

“We could play some games at least. ” She suggested.

“And what game would that be?” I asked carefully, considering the games Rebecca and Chopsy played.

“How about we eat each other?” She cheerfully suggested, and my entire body stiffened.

“What?!” I almost shouted.

“Oh, don’t worry, this type of eating won’t hurt you, ” Chopsy said, and pushed me over on the couch and placed herself over me. Her magnificent breasts dangled against my own as she leaned in and kissed me. She didn’t pull away after instead, she dragged her tongue across my neck, where she then nibbled it. My legs started twitching. I didn’t understand why this made me so excited. She proceeded down to my breast and circled in on my nipple. She dragged it deep into her mouth and then gave it a nibble too and now I couldn’t hold back my moans anymore.

“Looks like someone has already gotten a good taste of you. ” She said as she saw the fainted bite mark Seara left on my other breast. My nipple was twisted back and forth between her teeth. My puffy nib decided to try and break free by squirting milk into her mouth, but that just made her teeth squeeze down harder. I grabbed ahold of the couch with my hands as I stretched out my body from the inescapable sensation that ran through me. Somehow, when she toyed with my nipple, it felt as if someone was tickling my body all over. I wanted to roll over and breakaway, but at the same time, I didn’t want her to stop. When she let go, she licked my nipple clean and followed my curvy form with her tongue. She slid her tongue down over my belly, where she rolled it around my navel before and then dipped it inside. How deep can she go? I thought as she pushed her tongue into my belly hole and twirled her tongue around.

Her tongue then moved up once again and traveled over my hip and down towards my meaty crevasse, where she let her tongue looped around over my opening.

“You want me to eat your pussy up?” She asked and then tickled my hole with the tip of her tongue.

I moaned and groaned, but I couldn’t take it anymore. “Yes, please eat me, eat my pussy!” I shouted out, like the helpless meal that I now was. Her tongue dug deeper and deeper into me, rubbing against my drizzling inner walls. I couldn’t let her stop and dragged her head closer to me. Chopsy’s face was now bathing in my fluids, and right now, she could drown in them for all I cared. As long as she didn’t stop. Her tongue moved all over my inside, except for the short sporadic breaks where she would give my lower lips a quick lick, before nibbling on them as if she was truly trying to eat it. My drenched pussy veered and whirled as her teeth and tongue slid over it. It felt as if my entire body was shaking and I thought I would lose control. Then she inserted two fingers up my ass as she dove her tongue deep into my soaked pussy hole once more, and that was it. A spray of fluid went out over Chopsy’s face, body, and the couch. I peered down as she peeked up between my legs and licked her lips as my fluids ran all over her.

“Now that was a juicy meal. ” She said with a smile. “See if you can get me off faster than I did you. Then you win a prize. ” She continued and laid down on her back on the soaked couch. She was all soggy and wet from my fluids, as I squeezed her and went down to her lower hole. To return the favor, I directly inserted my fingers in her rear, and I dug my tongue into her love tunnel as if I was searching for something.

My tongue traveled deep inside her flooding flesh cave and fondled her rippled inner walls. The fluids kept on leaking in. My nose was now rubbing up against her clitoris as I had sunken in as deep as I could. So while I inspected her depth with my tongue, I wiggled my fingers inside her anal hole. I jerked them back and forth, pushed them deeper, and then slowly drew them back and spread them.

Her anal ring pressed back as it tried to keep her rectum closed. Still, I would not make it easy for her, and inserted one more finger. They slid up and down into her and then I pulled them apart. Soon her hole was wide enough for my entire hand to sink inside. I pushed it in and drew my tongue against the top of her tunnel of desire as I slowly dragged it out.

I licked her folds and then nibbled on them as well. Once I held her meaty slabs between my teeth, Chopsy screeched. So I began rubbing my teeth over them and then curled her swollen clit between them. Chopsy jerked around helplessly on the couch and then I let her clit go and instead inserted my entire hand into her pussy. I moved my hand in through her fleshy hall of pleasure and now I had one arm in each of her holes. Through the meaty wall that separated them, I could now rub my hands against each other. I tried to grab on to my other hand, but her flesh was all too slippery and firm.

I moved my arms in opposition to one another, as one sank in, I pulled the other out, and then I switched. So my arms dove back and forth into her as stirred up her insides and her entire body fluttered as a rain of fluids splatter over me. My soaked arms were covered in a big mess as I dragged them out from her body, but we didn’t mind. We crawled up beside each other and snuggled together on the couch, smeared in each other’s juices.

“If being eaten feels like this, then maybe it’s not such a bad thing. ” I then said in an attempt at a joke, and Chopsy laughed at me.

“But won’t Rebecca be mad if you play with someone else?” I said and realized that I might have done something bad.

“Maybe if it was a person, but remember we are just meals, and she can’t be mad about me eating a little snack. ” She said and laughed again.

“Speaking of meat, you said that Rebecca and Cleo had eaten Cattle for real. Have you tried it as well?” I just had to ask.

“Yes. ” She casually said.

“How was it?” I asked, with a bit too much curiosity in my voice.

“Well, I can’t say that I disliked it... Let’s just say I got a better understanding of the humans the first time I tried it. ” She said.

“Hmm, I see. ” Was all I could say. Apparently, most things could not be explained but needed to be experienced by myself, but did I really want to experience that? I wondered.

We kept on having a squeezy snuggle session as the day went by and before I knew it, Rebecca and Cleo returned home. Chopsy flew up and gave Rebecca a gooey hug. She, in turn, wiped off her hand on Chopsy’s hair as she said, “Seems like you two got along well. Have you had fun playing?”

We both responded with a harmonious “Yes!”

Rebecca and Chopsy made themselves a cup of coffee each and Chopsy and I filled it up with our milk. After a quick chatter about their day, I was asked if I wished to stay. I told them it would be an honor to be their property, and that made everyone giggle. Cleo then filled in the papers and Rebecca retrieved the branding iron. The iron needed to heat up a while before we could use it, so at first, we ate dinner, and luckily there were no meat – related parts in this meal either. The whole time they kept telling me stories and talking to me, I think it was to stop me from tensing up and drag my attention away from the now glowing iron. I learned that Rebecca was a blacksmith and that meant she had created many types of items, including many of the items in the house. Like, for example, their little sex toy in the bedroom, that apparently is called a guillotine, or a sprinkletine if you ask Chopsy. Cleo, on the other hand, apparently worked in some type of shop that sold flowers. I found that strange since they were all growing freely in the grass, but I had learned by now that you just can’t apprehend everything the humans do.

Eventually, it was time, and they led me up to a wooden chair that could recline. I leaned back and spread my legs to the side and rested them on the chair’s leg rest. My belly and pleasure tunnel were now fully exposed. Cleo walked up behind me and grabbed my shoulders.

“It may be easier if you keep your eyes on me. ” She said, but I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t get my eyes away from the glowing iron.

“Now, don’t worry about wetting the floor if you need to. I got you covered. ” Chopsy said, who had laid herself flat on the floor in front of me with her head under my pussy. I knew she was joking, but it lightened my mood.

“How sweet, want to help your new friend, but you are kinda in the way there sweety, ” Rebecca said as she walked up to her holding the branding iron.

“Figure something out, ” Chopsy said mockingly.

With no consideration, Rebecca stepped right up on Chopsy’s giant breasts, or as they now were feet cushions. Chopsy squirmed and sprinkled out her milk as her trampled tits bulged from the pressure. Yet she didn’t complain or attempt to escape. She remained steady and gave a wink towards me. Rebecca didn’t hold back and squash Chopsy’s bouncy meals under her heels. Like they were nothing more than oversized grapes waiting to be stomped. In a way, they were, I guess, since Chopsy’s milky filling poured out over the floor.

I, however, had other worries as I could feel the red hot iron closing in. Rebecca carefully aimed it just above my old mark at my hip, and with no warning, it went from hot to glazing as it sizzled against my skin. I wanted to kick and bolt, but my legs just pressed themselves harder against the chair. Cleo held my upper body in place, and all I could do was sit there and scream.

The burning sensation just got worse and worse as she pressed the iron against my skin. It buried itself into my luscious flesh that was engulfed by the heat. It was as if she held it there for hours as my beef seared from the heat. I saw smoke rising as I caught a scent of my incinerated skin. Rebecca then finally slowly peeled it loose from me. However, part of my skin had burned onto the iron and as she drew on it. It was as if she was pulling loose a part of me. My scalded skin was bending and riving as she tore it away. Some of my skin got stuck on the iron, but to my amazement, most of me remained.

“That should heal up nicely. ” She said and rubbed her feet before stepping up from Chopsy’s crushed tits.

“No, have a rest and then you and Chopsy can get cleaned up, ” She said, and then I noticed Chopsy drenched in my urine, apparently I had fired off like a fountain as the iron scorched me. Chopsy had my fluids in every nook and cranny.

“Gooough joaob, ” Chopsy gurgled from the floor. She rubbed her tits that had received a reddish tint from Rebecca’s mashing.

“Are you going to remain there all day?” Rebecca asked Chopsy and took another step on her right tit. This time, she held her nipple to the floor with her big toe.

“Are you jealous? Maybe you like another mark?” Rebecca asked her and held up the searing iron towards her breasts. Chopsy stared at it and bit her lip. Rebecca twirled it over Chopsy’s tits and as it closed in towards one of her nipples, it squirted out a strain of milk in self – defense.

Which I assume is just the same thing my pussy had attempted. She then sent the hot iron straight into a water bucket that gave off a few fizzing bubbles. As Rebecca reached out her hand towards Chopsy and helped her up. While they performed a sensual tongue dance in their mouth, I observed my new blazing brand. Where my meat looked all red, dark, and blistered. Now, just as Chopsy, I had Cattle by Choice branded over my lower region.