This choice: After the mortifyingly fun milking you're all released back into the pasture. • Go Back...
Chapter #10
Out to Graze
by: Unknown
Your new large, quadruped bovine form had little else to do in the tight enclosured stall besides wait for freedom. With little else to do, you could only breathe deeply, huffing and trying to see just how much you could control in this cow body.
Your fingers and toes no longer existed, replaced with firm, clunky hooves that you could barely lift very far before feeling like you were about to fall over. Trying your hardest to make any noises that sounded remotely recognizable proved futile as all that bellowed out of your throat were large lowering that went unnoticed.
‘Ngh…’ You groaned inwardly, trying to keep your thoughts clear, ‘Why does this feel so… good??’ You thought as your white and black body began to focus on just how pleasant the milking process was. Your utter, that had felt full and heavy, sloshing against your hind legs when you were first transplanted in this alien form, were feeling… MUCH better now. And the feeling of them being squeezed and massaged so expertly from this machinery almost made you forget about your incomprehensible predicament.
At least, until your ears flapped, and the clicking of a tag reminded you of your new place and lack of humanity. Your swishing tail lifting as you felt a stream of urine release itself from your new sex. You bellowed nervously at how little control you had over your most basic instincts…
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You weren't sure how much time had passed before you were unhooked from the miraculous milking machine, the glass vat now MUCH fuller as you were led out of the stall. Your tail swished uncontrollably as you trod out to the vast green field. Other cows following after as the field was soon full of the black and white dairy cows.
Trying to look down at yourself, you only found your large front legs. Turning your head to look around, you lowered your head to a patch of grass, your large teeth quickly chewing it up into your mouth.
Snapping out of it, you let out several disgruntled moos and bellows as you tried to spit the vegetation up. You were a human dammit! You needed to focus! Fight to keep your autonomy and humanity!
Trying to focus on the world around you, you noticed a small handful of other cows trying to follow the farmer out the pasture gate, several loud bellowing that almost sounded desperate for attention. The owner paid them no mind as he shut the gate, patting one of the loud beasts on the snout as he rode off on his ATV.
You considered joining what were most certainly other fellow displaced humans. But as you stumbled around the vast pasture you noted just how clumsy you were in this form. Maybe it'd be best to know how this form worked a bit better first? Though the thought of being stuck in this body wasn't pleasant either, and you had no desire to stay this way…
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