an old pm rp that I really don't want to loose:
[Imma gonna post.]
A new cow was supposed to be delivered three hours ago, and for some reason it wasn't here yet. Her eyes narrowed slightly, a snarl upon her lips as she waited. The girl was waiting on the porch, her own black hair pulled into a braid. Their last cow, the huge girl with honking tits that could give them all the milk she ever needed. This new one they were buying was said to give all the milk they ever needed from her penis, along with the tits.
But when she had seen the futa cow, she had thought it was under developed. But who really knew? She had only been at the farm for about three months, now a master at her craft.
As the white truck begun to roll around the bend she smiled slightly, getting her supplies. A long leather leash to drag the cow into the barn, a large collar with a bell on it.
"Finally." She snapped, walking towards the van. The cowgirl had long black hair that was braided down her back, a brown cow-boy hat on her head. Her shorts were denim, barely fitting around her hips. Her shirt wasn't much better, a tight tank top that was brown. She was thin, but her rack was large, stretching the fabric. She wore leather boots, good for kicking the girl if they weren't docile. "Where is my cow? We are already behind!"
Now she just had to clean and wash the bovine before hooking her up.
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The girl had been grabbed from her home and thrown into the truck. Screaming did no good, nor did struggling. Two men had gotten into the truck with her and when she saw the knife in their hand she froze. â??Pleaseâ?¦â? she pleased, â??Just let me goâ?¦..â? but the two men only laughed and, while one held her, the other used the knife to cut off her clothing, letting it fall to the floor and leaving her naked inside of the cold vehicle. The car began to move as they then pulled out some rope and a gag. The bound and gagged her, they kept calling her a cow, telling her that she had a long life of milking to look forward to and she didnâ??t like any of it.
She was then dragged into a barn and was shocked by what she saw, rows and rows of naked girls of all ages all having one thing in common with her. They were all herms. Chains held them in place, their legs spread and their butt sticking out, some had things over their cock and their breasts and she suddenly understood what they meant when they said that she would be milked. She struggled but her struggles were all in vain, when they left her after chaining her the girl beside her warned her not to struggle, the punishment was rape, however many hours depending on how terrible the offence. Needless to say she held very still after that.
A woman had come, well, many people had come, men and woman, some touched her, some didnâ??t, some were kinder and more appropriate them others until she was informed that someone finally bought her. She was taken form her â??stallâ? and finally given clothing, a push up bra and a thong which they insisted on pulling tight into her body. On top of that they gave her a tank top that covered little more then the bra did and a skirt so short that it only ever covered her when she stood up straight. They also put her in the highest spiked heels that she had ever seen and then they tossed her back into another truck, driving recklessly so that she was tossed around a bit. When they finally stopped the girl was terrified.
The girlâ??s name was Ashley, it was printed across her shirt in big letters, her long brown hair was pulled into pig tails that went all the way down to her sides. She was dirty, they had not bothered to bath her and what was even worse was that they had not allowed her to wash herself and she longed for a warm shower rather then the cold water they used to dump over them to wash off any semen left from those who decided to check them out. The skirt had a slight bulge from a member that grew larger with her arousal but right now she had herself pressed into the corner of the truck, fearing what would await her after she left. She was beautiful, brown hair, green eyes, soft skin, had she not been taken there was no doubt she would have lived a wonderful life and found someone who could look past the fact that she had a penis.
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Finally!
"The Damn truck's here!" She yelled back to the farm, a huge grin on her face. It was her first time assigned to a bovine, being able to take care of one herself. There were certain rules in this farm. Each bovine had a taker, someone to make sure it was fed and nursed properly. There were other positions, like cleaning up the cum off the ground, delivering the jugs of milk. But now?
She was moving up. The cowgirl waved the large truck down, making it stop. "Hey Joe, thanks for being late. Again. Can you unlock the truck?" She teased, slamming her hand against its side. Jaki ran to the back of the truck, her fingers finding the lock. After popping it open she rolled up the door, opening it so that they could look at the prize for the first time.
Sure, she had see a picture. But....It was way better. "What a cow, where'd you find a beaut' like this Joe?" Jaki said, once again speaking to the man who ran the entire ring. After she had opened the truck she took a careful step in. They were being slow, her hands out to try and calm the girl. Bovines were always a little crazy when the truck was opened. They always tried to explain. That was why the heels were strapped on. No girl could run away in those heels.
After taking a step in she let one hand slide to the rope at her hip, her other hand held out to him. "O-Okay. Come on...Ashley. I will not hurt you. I'm going to clean you up...A beaut' like you shouldn't be placed in such a dirty van."
It was true. She would never hurt a cow like this. A herm this beautiful? She was surprised she wasn't kidnapped for prostitution.
[Sorry about the huge wait. I lost my mojo.]
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Ashley looked up at the woman that was outside of the truck. She called her a cow again. Was she here to be milked like she saw others being milked at the stables? She hoped not. She watched the woman climb into the truck and she struggled to her feet, back pressed into the corner. It was amazing she could even stand in these heels. She looked past the girl, the entire thing was dirt, running on cement would be hard enough in these but in loose dirt the heels would just sink in. There were even small locks holding the shoes on so she couldnâ??t slide out. Of them. She listened to the girl call her a beautâ?? and was unsure if she should trust her.
She watched the girl reach out to her and she attempted to take a step in these shoes. She found it amazingly hard to walk in these and knew that she would never have been able to run. She took her first step, then her second, then she grabbed onto the girlâ??s hand and lost her balance and fell to her knees. She clung to the girlâ??s hand and for the first time the woman would be able to tell that she was shivering, only it wasnâ??t because she was cold.
On her knees in front of the woman she looked up at her with sad eyes. â??I want to go home.â? She told the woman. The bath sounded tempting, very tempting, a bath and a change of clothing were the only thing that she could possibly want right now other then going home. Well, that and a decent meal. They were fed food to keep them alive but not tasty.
(sorry it's not so long...)
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[It's okay...]
"I'm sorry beaut', it doesn't look like that is a choice." She whispered, her voice oddly soft. It was like a whisper on the air, a seductive tone that could make a wild stallion obey. As she moved forward she helped the girl to her feet, having to keep a hand on her waist to help her stand. It was a soft touch, just enough to keep her sturdy as she looked up.
Yet the shivering made her nervous. She had dealt with cattle, but she wasn't used to breaking them in. Her eyes softened and she leaned down, letting her hand run along the girl's spine, rubbing her back. "Don't worry, I promise I am not going to hurt you. I am just going to take you to get a bath, new clothing...And I'll remove those heels. You'll be taken care of." She whispered, actually moving down to let her hand into her pocket. After fishing through the pocket she finally found the small key, something that would unlock those heels.
It was just so perfect really. "Ashley, you are beautiful. I will not let your body be ruined. I swear, you are just going to be my cow. I'll take care of you. I promise. Now come. If not..."
She closed her eyes, frowning before she let her dark eyes look up, "I'll use the rope and drag you out. Please, let's make it easier for both of us."
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She listened to what the woman said and while it should have scared her even more instead it calmed her. There was something about the tone in the womanâ??s voice the calmed her down and made her almost trust the woman. The woman helped her to her feet and held her waste so gently. After bring in the â??stallâ?? so long it felt really good to have someone there that really seemed to care about her.
The womanâ??s words made her smile, a bath, new cloths, and out of these heels. There wasnâ??t much more that she could want right now. She looked at the woman with a smile, calming down as the woman held her. She listened carefully to what the woman said and she was worried. â??Ruin my body?â? she asked, frightened by the idea of it. She didnâ??t understand what was going on and she didnâ??t like what the woman was saying to her.
â??Why do people keep calling me a cow?â? she asked the girl, she had been called a cow at the last place to. â??Iâ??m not a cow, just a girl.â? She said. She didnâ??t want the girl to use the rope, things were good right now so she would go along with it. She looked up at the girl hopefully, â??Will the bath be warm?â? she asked the woman hopefully. Anything would be better then a cold one.
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"I'll make it warm." The cowgirl promised, seeing how she gently came forward as they both walked from the metal truck. The strong girl was used to leading the bovines around in these heels. She supported the futa, her hand on the girl's spine as they descended out of the truck.
As soon as they escaped into the light she would see the first glimpse of her new home. There was a small farm house in front of them, a white picket fence surrounding it. A bright red barn was a little further away, a few milk trucks pulled into the back of it. It was much bigger than most barns, at least the length of a football field.
There weren't many trees out here, mostly just pastures. There was a pig farm over the hill, but this girl was too good for that. "Ashley, I'll explain it all after you are cleaned up. I'll show you the grounds, and explain why we refer to you as a cow. This is the best farm in the nation, you will be treated well."
As she got used to her heels she was slowly lead towards the backside of the barn. "You do need to be cleaned up, you smell like someone threw up on you and then rolled you in it." She said, looking down at her for, "Looks like it happened as well. But you're a beaut', you'll clean up dandy."
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She smiled at the girl when she promised to make it warm. That was already lifting her spirits. She was happy to be helped out of the truck. The girlâ??s hand on her spine felt very reassuring, as if she knew that this girl would not let her fall.
She looked around at the farm. It was a beautiful little farm, like one you would see in a picture book. It had a big red farm and a white picket fence and even a little farm house. Seeing the milk trucks reminded her of the name that she kept being called. â??Cow.â? At home it would have been an insult and at the other place she thought it was but this girl said it with such kindness that she was beginning to think it had another meaning.
She was amazed by the side of the barn and was wondering why it was so big. She saw another farm on the hill and she wondered what that was for but she decided to hold her questions for later. She heard what the girl said and she looked down. â??They... kept me in a stall. Cold buckets of water dumped on the girls there. They called that a bath.â? The girl said sadly. Not liking to remember the place she had been before. The girl that had been nice to her when she arrived had been sold and replaced by one that refused to talk.
She looked up at the girl curiously. â??Whatâ??s behind the barn? And why is it so big?â? she asked the girl. She wondered if she would be allowed to bath alone or if she would have to do it with this girl.
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"The barn will be your new home. You'll live there, and we'll take care of you." Clara said, rubbing the girl between her shoulder blades as they approached a side entrance. Once they got to the door she opened it, showing the grooming room. It was huge. There were at least four tubs, a few blow dryers and clippers. There were a few other boxes, but she wouldn't touch those today.
The girl was lead to the tub, the door closed and locked behind. "Those slavers don't know a thing about taking care of their stock. I'll treat you better." She whispered, gently putting the girl on the table in the center of the room, keeping her long legs over the edge so she could take off the heels. "Remove your clothing, I'll turn the water on for you."
The cowgirl went to the tub, starting on the warm water. Steam begun to rise from the hot water, Clara actually pouring some soap in it so the bubbles would rise with the water. The bath would be luxurious as could be. All that was necessary was the heels. The cowgirl begun to hum to herself as she got a towel, going to the counter to find the key.
And there it was. "Ready to get those heels off?"
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The girl didnâ??t say anything for a while as she was lead inside of the barn. She looked around confused and she wondered what was going on and what the girl was talking about. It seemed that every answer raised a million more questions.
She sat up on the table and she looked around. There were four tube. Did that mean there were other girls here? She looked forward to the blow-dryers and a hair brush for her long brown hair. He watched the girl set up the bath and she reluctantly took off the clothing. Then she crossed one arm across her chest and used one hand to cover her crotch.
When the woman came over here to take off the heels the girl looked at her. She thought that the woman would calm her down but it seemed to be making her more worried. â??Weâ??ll? Who is we? And what do you mean â??slaversâ??? What stock?â? she asked the girl, getting more and more frightened with every passing moment as more and more explanations came to her mind, none of which anything comforting.
â??Please! What is going on here?â? She begged the woman, not liking anything that was going on here.
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Clara had just knelt down, the key in her fingers, to undo the heel when the girl begun to freak out. They always freaked out for some reason. And she was being so good too! "This farm wasn't created to milk normal cows. It was created to milk women with certain qualities. We call them cows at the farm, women with perfect breasts, and a penis." She whispered, leaned forward to kiss her foot lightly before she unlocked the heel, the glass taken off, the other being taken off in a similar manner. While she was a cow girl, she was so soft.
After taking the heels off she stood up, a hand on either side of the table's edge as she leaned forward. "You have been selected to be one of our cows. Think of it as an opportunity. It was way better than your other options. Would you rather be a sex toy, or used for science? All you have to do here is eat, relax, and let these rosy buds grow nice and heavy." She whispered, pulling the girl's arm away from her breasts, letting them hang. She than leaned forward, gently letting her tongue run over it softly, kissing it before she looked up at her.
"Again. You can take a bath and soak in the tub, or I can tie you up, throw you in it, and clean you myself." She whispered, a threat on the edge of her soft voice.
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Her eyes widened and se heard what the girl said. Made to milk woman? She looked down at her crotch, her hand was covering the member that would stay small as long as she kept form being aroused. It was not as easy as one might think but it was something that Ashley had been able to learn to live with, staying away form tight clothing and things that might arouse her. The woman kissed her foot and she looked down at her confused, wondering how the girl could be so calm with this.
Then the girl stood up and, putting one hand on either side of the table, she trapped Ashley with her arms. Her eyes widened even further when she heard the other options. She yelped when her hand was pulled form her breasts. They were relatively small right now. Maybe high aâ??s to low bâ??s but she was sure that this girl had an idea for how to make them bigger. She gasped when the girl licked her breast and kissed it. She felt the pressure against the hand that was covering her crotch and she prayed that the woman would not keep this up.
Her eyes widened when she heard her options. She felt like she was going to cry, â??Please donâ??t do this.â? She begged the girl, â??I-I donâ??t produce milk... how are you going to milk me when I donâ??t produce anything?â? She asked the girl fearfully, hoping that she might be able to convince her to let her go home so she could forget this whole nightmare.
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Clara was getting tired of this. Questions were supposed to be answered, but Ashley was just being hesitant. She was using the questions as a method to stop this from happening. But it wouldn't stop. If the girl wasn't going to be milk she would be sold as swine, which would be even worse. "You're still a little young, but at our facility we have ways to make you produce more milk. It is in your blood, after all." She said, her lips moving to the second breast, letting her tongue flick the nipple before she leaned forward, sucking on it. Clara teased it for a few moments, her tongue flicking over the tip, her warm lips pulling on it till it was erect.
"Plus, we collect you seed as well. And, by the way you're holding yourself, I can see that you have one of those." She whispered, moving her lips up the girl's body, kissing her collarbone before pulling away.
Clara was a cow whisperer, trained to calm the cows down and get used to their new life. And even if Ashley was her first case, she had practice. "Come on beaut'." She said, her hands moving to curl under the girl's knees, her hand moving to her shoulders to pick her up, taking her to the tub, "Don't worry, you're breasts will stay small if we continue to milk them properly."
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â??I-In my blood?â? she began to question when suddenly she felt the girl flicking her other nipple with her tongue. She whimpered slightly, hand clinging to the table, too frightened to try and push her away. She didnâ??t want it to come off as something worth tying her up and throwing her in. She knew that if the woman decided to wash her she wouldnâ??t be able to keep her body under control. Still, a small moan escaped the girl when the woman began to suck on the nipple, she could feel the pressure against her hand growing as her member got larger from arousal. It was not long before her nipples were erect but that wasnâ??t the only thing that was erect now.
The arousal had made her member hard, right now it was only as six and a half inches long but it was thick and hard and this was only from a bit of stimulation. The second part shocked her the most. â??C-collect... seed?â? she asked. She knew what the woman meant but she couldnâ??t believe that the girl was telling the truth. It was near impossible to believe. â??Who would by herm seed?â? she asked the woman, not sure if she wanted an answer.
Then the girl began to move, she felt the girlâ??s hand moving under her knees and the other on her shoulders and it took her a moment to realize what was happening. She was being picked up! The girl began to walk wither while Ashley held onto the girl, afraid of being dropped and leaving the rest of her body exposed. When they were close to the tub the girl climbed out of the womanâ??s arms and got into the tub peacefully. She looked around for soap but the bubbles amused her. She smiled at them then weakly at the woman, happy that the water would hide her hardened member, hoping to calm it before she had to get out.
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The Cowgirl did love it when Ashley got aroused. When she moaned it made Clara smile from ear to ear, able to pick the girl up and let her slip into the water. The bubbles seemed to swallow her, though wasn't finished. The girl rolled up her sleeves and moved forward, going to grab a loofah. She poured soap over it, squishing it in between her fingers before she went forward.
"In truth? Futa seed is full of protein. Rich people mix it with their Milk and put it on her cereal. Delicious." She said, kissing the girl's neck before moving forward. She begun to scrub the girl's back in circles, washing the girl carefully. Yes, Clara would be washing her cattle.
All of her. Her hands roamed over the girl as she tried to clean. It started at the shoulders, her hand messaging the tough skin. It would be silky smooth after this. "You should be proud of what you are. I would kill to be in your position. To have people waiting on you all the time, to be this attractive..."
Clara let another kiss on the girl's neck as her hands reached around from the back, actually grabbing the girl's breasts. "To produce delicious milk with these? Don't worry, they will become a heavier as time goes along. I'll be able to milk you every day..."
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The girl wasnâ??t watching the woman; Bathing with someone else was embarrassing. Technically she was alone in the tub but she knew this woman would be watching her. â??Th-that other farm.... what is that?â? she asked the girl, unsure if she wanted to know the answer but needing to know about the new environment. She listened to the girl answer her previous question and she was shocked when the woman kissed her neck.
She yelped slightly when the girl began to wash her back and she looked up at her confused, her arms crossing her chest so that she could cover herself, glad that the water was covering the rest of her. She deiced that the woman would wash any part of her that she didnâ??t so she needed her hands to wash. Being clever she took the bubbles and used them to cover her chest from view and she went to washing off her legs and lower body, leaning forwards to let the woman do her back.
The woman moved from her back to her shoulders and Ashley smiled. The massage felt really good and it was really relaxing considering all she had been though. She was calming down and relaxing, feeling so much better with the massage. She didnâ??t even mind the kiss but what she did mind was what happened next. She felt the woman grab her chest and she jumped, splashing momentarily and then moving as far away from the woman in the tub as she could. â??wh-what?â? she asked the woman confused. She was starting to calm down and it seemed that the woman wanted to get her arousal up again.
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"The other farm?" She repeated, continueing to work her thumbs on the girl's back, wanting her to relax before answering. "The other farm? Well, let's hope you never go there. It is where the bad cows go. They turn into swine, pigs of the trade. They are fed, and in return they wallow in mud and cum, being fucked almost constantly. They get pregnant, have children, and then get fucked until they just learn to love their new lives." She whispered, her eyes frowning slightly. She knew some bad girls had gone to be swine, and she had only seen few come back. But their sex drive had increased so far that...
All they wanted to do was fuck.
When the girl frowned and jumped away she blushed slightly, flicking off the soap from her hands before setting them on her hips. While she did adore Ashley, she was getting tired of this game. "I am not going to hurt you. I am going to bath you, than dress you in some finer clothing after a good grooming. You have to get used to my touch, because I will be doing much worse every hour of the rest of your life. Now you can learn to love it, or you can learn to hate it and I have to harass you ever moment of your life." She said, standing up and walking to the other side of the tub.
She leaned over, holding out the sponge. "So, what is it going to be? Am I being to gentle for you? Or can we work together to get those stains from your perfect skin?"
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Her eyes widened when she heard that this woman would be doing worse to her the rest of her life. She didnâ??t even want to think about what worse was. She watched the woman approach her and was unsure of what to do. She remembered what she had heard of where the bad cows go and she didnâ??t want to end up there. She would do anything to avoid ending up there. Such a terrible fate, she couldnâ??t imagine much worse and it made her shutter.
â??I-If I be good.... do you.... do you promise... that you will never send me there?â? she asked the woman. She was willing to cooperate just so long as she didnâ??t have to go there. She looked into the suds and she realized that she didnâ??t even know this womanâ??s name. â??Can... can you at least tell me your name....?â? she asked the woman, hoping to at least know the woman that would become her gropist.
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"My name is Clara." She whispered, shaking her head slightly before kneeling at the tub. She actually leaned against it for a moment, looking over her cow. She had heard the girls were hesitant...But she never understood why. It was probably because she was raised on the farm, and had accepted this way of life.
And this job was so much better than working where the swine lived. "I shall never send you to the other farm if you promise to be good. The only ones who go to the farm are that become too sex hungry or who are not obedient. But she would be nice now. She let her hand reached down to grab the loofah, washing the girl's shoulders before giving her the sponge. "And I will let you wash yourself. After you scrub everywhere go to the table, I will have to groom you." She said, standing up to get the tools. She knew what came next, and she was hesitant to do so. After all, a tag would ruin her perfect ear.
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The girl looked down into the tub. â??I promise to be good.â? She told the woman. She let the woman wash her shoulders but she was surprised to be handed the loofah. She looked up at the woman and then she smiled at the woman, happy to be able to wash herself. â??Thank you!â? she said happily as she went to washing her body. She scrubbed herself clean, washing her body and enjoying being clean. It was bad, the water visibly dirtied by the time she was done.
She looked at the water as she climbed out and frowned. It was sickening to think that all of that dirt had once been on her. She took her hands and tried to brush off as much water as she could. After that she went and sat up on the table, she looked down at herself and covered herself with her hands. Her member had shrunken to a hidable size and this made her happy. She looked at the woman, slightly cold from the table and her being wet but not really minding it at the moment. â??Can I have a towel?â? she asked hopefully.
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"After I groom you I will dry you." Clara scolded, pulling out a brush. The first thing that came out? A brush. She slowly begun to brush the strands, making the brown strands beautiful. She even threw in some gunk in the girl's hair to make it more beautiful, pulling it into two ponytails so that it wouldn't get in her face. It hurt to pull out the nest of hair, but it was beautiful. At least, now it was.
That was when the girl noticed the small penis. It had shrunk in the water, a little sad. But she would get it excited later. Right now she would have to adorn the girl with her knew pieces. She pulled out a leather strap, a cuff for each wrist. There was a metal circle, so that it could be attached to a chain later. She put both of each wrist before looking around the girl's body. Her eyes drifted over the body, being a little rough while her hands ran along the girl's thighs, as if feeling the soft skin.
There wasn't too much hair, which was good. No shaving this time. But what was next? Clothing...
She threw the girl a towel, passing it to her.
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She was very happy to hear that she would be getting a towel and she watched what the girl pulled out. A brush. She felt her hair, it wasnâ??t much better then she had been clean so it did hurt a little bit as the girl managed to brush out the nest of knots. She was even putting something into it. She didnâ??t know what it was but she was confident that things would be okay. The leather cuffs frightened her a little bit. She knew what they were for, this way she could be cuffed to something and be unable to escape but she wondered why they were necessary if she promised to be good.
â??What are these for?â? she asked the girl, a bit worried but hoping that they wouldnâ??t have to be used anytime soon or ever. Then the girl began to run her hands along the girlâ??s thighs, she was being a bit rough with her but it did arouse her a little bit. The small penis between her legs hardened but it didnâ??t get hard enough to grow, thankfully. Then she got her towel and wrapped it around herself, drying herself off. â??What now?â? she asked the girl. She wasnâ??t used to not being able to decide things for herself and she wasnâ??t sure if she would be able to get used to this. She didnâ??t think so.
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"When you are milked I do not want you to try and pull away." She whispered, kissing the girl's palm before she went to the drawer, selecting the clothing for this girl's type. Because she was new, and not developed, she would have to wear pink.
She wore out thigh high socks, A hot pink that seemed to be tight. After that was placed she took out two gloves that extended to her biceps. As soon as she put it on the table she rolled her eyes...She had forgotten the gloves came first. She blushed bright red, Clara reaching to the girl's wrist and removing them.
It was still her first time! The girl set her cowboy hat back on her head before she went to the drawer, pulling out a leash. It was thick a leather, a small tag on the end. It had her new number on it, what she would be known as.
Number thirty two. On the other side was a scanner code, to identify each cow. "All right. All we need now is your mark. Put on your new clothing while I get the other things, 'kay beaut'?"
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[Sorry for the short posts T.T]
The girl let her put on the socks but she was confused. What about the rest of her clothing? Maybe she was getting some kind of shorts or pants that were loner then the socks so she needed to have the socks put on first. Then the girl mentioned milking and she couldnâ??t help but shutter. â??... Clara.... do I have to be milked?â? she asked the girl as she watched her take off her cuffs.
She knew she would never be able to run far enough fast enough even though she knew that now was her chance. The thought of the swine farm kept her still as the girl corrected her error. â??Have you ever left this farm?â? She asked the girl. Where Ashley came form all of this was illegal so she wondered if the girl knew that.
She shifted uncomfortably as she watched the woman. She didnâ??t know what to do right now and she was really hoping that she would get more clothing then this.
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"No, I was bought to work at the swine farm since I was three. Been working my way up to the cattle since than." Clara said, proud of herself as she said that. Her eyes were smiling from ear to ear as she admitted this, proud of the fact that she had worked from cleaning up mud to finally being a cattle whisperer.
"And, yes. Milking is what we bought you for. If we don't milk you than...You have to be a swine." She whispered, tightening the collar around the girl's neck. There was a small click when it was connected, But it wasn't going to choke the girl. But she was, from this day forth, part of the farm.
After straightened she pulled out a pen. "Could you get on your knees please? I have to mark you. Than, we are almost done and we can bring you to get some food." She said, smiling as she did so. Obviously, she thought this was all fine and dandy. "Don't worry Ashley, I'll be milking you. I think you'll love it." She said, leaning forward to gently flick the girl's nipple. It had been aroused, and it was adorable when it was. So, she would keep it up.
"Then we'll do some testing and you can sleep in your new quarters."
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The idea that the girl had never left the farm shocked her. Didnâ??t she ever wonder where the girls came form? Didnâ??t she ever want to know what was outside of the farm? Or did she simply not care? She winced when she heard that if she was milked then she would be swine. She would do anything to avoid being swine but she didnâ??t like the idea of being milked either.
She didnâ??t like it but she did get on her knees. She looked down then she looked up at the woman. â??Donâ??t you ever wonder where the herms come from?â? she asked the girl, â??Where I came from? Donâ??t you ever wonder what is beyond the farm?â? the asked the girl. Maybe if she could get the girl to want to see the place that she came form then she could get a chance to go home and see her family again. By now they had to be worried sick.
Then she looked down at herself and at the woman. â??Donâ??t I get a shirt?â? she asked hopefully, â??Or shorts? Something?â? she was hoping to get something that actually covered her rather then just socks and gloves. Even a skirt would be nice if it could cover her.
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When the cow begun to turn on her knees she thought about what she was saying. Wonder? She shook her head lightly before she uncapped the pen, one hand on the girl's butt cheek, her pen marking the other. She slowly begun to write the number with a sharpie, mumbling to herself before she answered. "The farm is my home. I'm fed, sheltered, dressed. I love being here. It is quiet and I get to do what I love. I take care of the creature that society shuns." She said, finishing the three before she heard what the girl said about clothing.
She actually laughed. As she begun the two she smirked slightly, rubbing her hand over her thigh. "This is the most I can get you. In Winter you get more, but we need to see your breast development and the state of her dick at all times. Speaking of which..."
After finishing the two Clara reached down, actually gripping the cock, letting her palm run over it, stroking up and down three times before looking at it. It was large, and she was a little excited about it. "I'm going to have to collect some of your seed later, but maybe we should feed you first?" She suggested, the girl pulling a leash out and clicking it to the girl's collar.
This would be so great! "Just to another area. You should get used to showing off your body, it's so beautiful I might have to take pictures.
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She looked at the girl, her plan didnâ??t seem to be working. â??But what about my family and friends?â? she asked the girl, â??Those people just kidnapped me ad they took me to that awful place. They donâ??t even know where I am or if I am alive... Isnâ??t there some way to let them know that I am okay?â? she asked the girl, wondering if the girl had a family or cared about them enough to understand why Ashley was missing hers. â??In my home town what you guys are doing here... itâ??s illegal. Kidnapping people... and the swine farm...â? she shuttered. â??People donâ??t do this.â? She told the girl. This would probably explain why she was so hesitant to do what the girl wanted.
She felt the marker on her butt and decided it was better then a branding like people sometimes did with cattle. She didnâ??t like the way that the girl laughed at her request for clothing. She listened to what the girl said and then let out a small yelp when the girl began to touch her member. She felt the girl rub in and stroke it and she felt herself growing longer and harder. It really wasnâ??t that hard to arouse her. â??C-collect my seed?â? the girl asked worriedly. They were going to make her cum? She remembered that they were going to milk and her and was scared. This whole thing just didnâ??t seem right.
â??Please, no pictures...â? she asked the girl .She didnâ??t want other people seeing her like this. She was very upset about this whole situation but she didnâ??t want to cry. This girl didnâ??t know any better but that didnâ??t make it any better for her to be here. Why couldnâ??t Ashley have just lived a normal life? Why did she have to be a herm? She was frightened and sad and though she didnâ??t say anything it showed on her face. All she wanted right now was to cover herself and to go home.
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"All right. No pictures." Clara promised, kissing the girl's very soft thigh once more before she set down the pen, looking the girl over. She couldn't understand! She was beautiful, got to have people attending to her every need, and would only be milked for two hours every day, with constant stimulation.
It wasn't illegal! Clara took off her hat for a moment, scratching her head before turning away. "Look. If you do good today I'll lend you a pair of my pajamas to sleep in. It's against the rules but...You're taking this pretty hard." She mumbled, kicking her boot as she said it. This small act of kindness, which would seem like nothing to Ashley, was breaking one of the biggest rules at the farm. Never let the animals wear clothing. She could get sent to the swine farm for it.
But, she would be nice. She gently took the leash in her hand, gripping it firmly before tugging slightly. "Now enough dilly-dally. You're late for dinner. There might not be any left for you if you keep this up." She said, picking up the cuffs and turning around, quickly sliding them on before she lead them to another door, going to take her deeper into the barn.
"Don't worry, you'll see that you belong." She whispered, opening the door to show a hallway, leading to a door with a fork and knife, along with a few more wooden doors showing different signs, "Let's just get some warm food in you. It might not be fancy, but it's good."
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It made her a little bit happy to hear that there would not be any pictures but she winced when she felt the woman kissing her thigh. She was trying to keep her arousal down this way she could keep herself small. She could feel the numbers that had been written on her and tried not to think of the thirty one other herms that would have also been on this farm. She looked up at the woman when she began to speak again.
Her eyes widened slightly when she heard that she would get some pajamas to sleep in and she smiled. This cheered her up more then the girl knew. She smiled at the girl and even wrapped her arms around her. â??Thank you.â? she said happily, glad that she might not have to be naked the entire time that she was here. She felt the tug and she got down form the table. She followed the girl unsure of where she was going.
She looked up and realized that she was being lead to some kind of mess hall. She covered herself with her arms, worried about who would be on the other side of the room. Being in a crowd of new people had always been bad enough when you didnâ??t have to face it naked. â??You arenâ??t going to leave me are you?â? She asked the girl. She was beginning to grow attached to her, feeling as though she was the only one here that actually scared about her.
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"We eat the same room." She said, Clara patting the girl on the cheek to push her forward. She had tried to get the girl to head into the room in front. But even the cowgirl knew that her new milking buddy was afraid of showing off herself. She would get used to it eventually, after all. But the first few days would be rough. Before stepping into the room the girl moved her hands away from her body, kissing her lightly on the neck.
"You're a beaut', let everyone see it." She whispered, her sensual voice once again striking the chord she used to calm down her cattle before gently pulling the leash, starting to pull her towards a table. It was empty, a metal bench with a wooden table. She led the girl to her seat, actually tying the leash to a small notch on the table created for just that purpose.
She came back about five minutes later, giving the girl a plate. It was the same thing she had as well, a grilled cheese sandwich with some tomato soup and a small container of milk. The only difference between the meals was that Ashley had four pills against her sandwich.
"It's for your growth. Just swallow a few before drinking your milk. You probably haven't ever had futa milk. It is so delicious." Clara said, taking off her hat and sitting across from the girl, starting to dig into her food.
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Sadly that was the last post T.T I didn't reply and I didn't tell her anything, I feel horrible for just dropping it like a bad fish T.T
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