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Milking Maid
🕑 Added 2021-05-03 16:16:28 +0000 UTCFrom one of the little prompts last Friday! Based on feedback, I'll post these every Monday in addition to whatever else I finish during the month. I have a few of them so there will be a good bit posted in May. Hope you enjoy!
This Friday will see the release of a sexy werewolf story as well :)
"You sure you'll be okay?" Janet asked while hefting her backpack up to her shoulder.
"Of course!" Nora said with a smile. "Really. It's a beautiful Saturday morning and I've given myself four whole days to relax. You've already shown me where everything is and it's not like I'm going to get in trouble out here. Three hundred acres of farmland doesn't give me a lot of options."
"I'm sorry," Janet sighed. "I know it's not what a lot of people think about when planning vacations. I just thought that maybe with everything you've had going on lately that you could use somewhere quiet to unwind."
"No, no, really," Nora told her. "I think you're right. I've got books and your Internet isn't too horrible if I want to stream something. Or I can just walk around and get some exercise. Or sleep. Or cook. Really, I'm glad. Promise."
"Alright," Janet said but her face was full of doubt. "My contact info and the farm's address are on the whiteboard by the fridge if something comes up. With different emergency numbers, just in case."
"Okay, mom, come on," Nora teased while gently pushing her friend towards the door. "Go on, go on."
Janet spun. She reached out to wrap her arms around her friend to give her a fierce hug.
"I'll be back tomorrow morning," Janet said. "Don't burn anything down."
"Scout's honor."
Nora walked out onto the wide porch behind her friend. She leaned against a post as Janet tossed her backpack into the passenger seat of her truck. The woman lifted a foot onto the step bar by the door but hesitated.
"I'm fine, really," Nora called out before the other woman could speak. She waved her hand out playfully. "Shoo."
Janet nodded and jumped up into her truck. It roared to life and she pulled away with a cloud of dust.
Nora sighed. She closed her eyes and leaned her head against the post while breathing out slowly. When her lungs were emptied, she pushed herself away and walked back into the house.
"Coffee first," the woman told herself as she re-oriented herself in the large ranch house.
Despite the old school charm and decor, the coffee machine was new, expensive, and shiny. Nora fiddled with different buttons before figuring out how it worked and she hummed, walking around the kitchen to find everything she needed as it bubbled and gurgled. When it was finished, she added a generous helping of homemade cream and a few shakes of sugar.
"Damn, that's amazing," she said as she sipped her drink. She took another drink, looked around the house and nodded decisively. "Let's do a walkabout."
A set of spare keys hung by the door. Nora grabbed them before slipping her feet into her shoes and stepping outside. The air was crisp but tempered by the warm morning sun and she breathed deeply of the incredibly fresh air. The smell of cow dung joined the scent of morning dew causing her to make a face.
"Yeah, it's a farm alright," she said, shaking her head with a rueful smile.
She could see them out in the field, grazing slowly. Well over a hundred cows but she'd never asked exactly how many. She knew Shep and Bo were out there with them, resting or playing but always guarding and ready to help move the herd when needed.
They roamed freely but often just stood and ate without a care in the world. She envied them.
Nora's smile fell slowly until her lips were straight, compressed lines. It'd been a month since her mother had died. She had nightmares of it, still. Sitting with her in hospice every day until she passed away. Holding her hand when it happened.
It'd caused a downward spiral. When work demanded she come back in after she'd taken two weeks of, she had gone back in. Straight to her boss to scream at him. They'd fired her and she'd spent the last two weeks in a daze of alcohol and bars that often ended in one night stands with whatever handsome stranger was most sympathetic to her at the moment.
Janet had come for her finally. They'd talked together. Cried together. Worked things out. Nora agreed to come out to her farm for a few days before going back and getting her life back in order.
And now, standing out in the early morning sun without the sound of traffic or people or worries about deadlines, she was glad she'd come. Even with the smell of cow shit.
She walked down creaking stairs, across the dusty path leading to the main road and up to the fence, leaning over the heavy wooden beam to watch the cows while taking sips of her coffee.
Wind swirled around her. She closed her eyes with a happy smile and a slow sigh, enjoying the feel of it while the sun warmed her. When she opened her eyes, she spied a lone brown cow making her way over to the fence. It's wide hindquarters were a soft white speckled with brown and it had a little tuft of hair between two short horns. The large flap of skin dangling beneath its neck swayed back and forth as it plodded along until it stood before Nora. It huffed, lifted its head and waved it back and forth before lowering to stare at her.
"Hey girl," Nora said. She laughed quietly when it's massive tongue licked its mottled pink nose but stood up straight with caution when it ambled closer. "Whoa, now."
The cow's gentle brown eyes showed Nora's reflection with surprising clarity. She stared at herself. At the sadness etched into her face despite her smile. It surprised her but not as much as when the cow reached its head over the fence to shove its nose against Nora's arm. She gasped and giggled and held her cup to make sure it didn't spill but reached out to pet the cow's nose.
Two more cows were making their way over to her as she scratched the fur over the cow's snout. One of them butted its own nose against her hand so she lay her cup on the ground to pet both while alternating with the third one.
"I'm a cow whisperer," she said out loud. For the first time in over a month, her smile was genuinely happy. "You guys are seriously so lucky. What even is your life? You just chill out here, eating your best stuff, you get petted and cleaned and cared for your entire lives. Lucky jerks."
After several minutes, the first cow licked her hand
"Oh, ewwwww," Nora laughed while flinging sticky spit away. "Alright, that's my cue to leave. You've been a great audience and I'm sure I'll come back over to hang out again."
She wiped her right hand against her jeans until most of the spit was gone. Still, when she raised her cup for a drink, she could smell the spit on her. It was a strange scent that made her wrinkle her nose but she ignored it as she sipped her coffee.
Three barns were laid out before her. The first one, closest to the house, was gigantic with broad doors set on rollers.
Nora scratched her chest as she made her way to the smaller, normal sized door.
Blue veins stood out on the smooth skin of her pale, slim breasts. As she scratched, she pressed her thumb into the side of her left breast to massage herself slowly. Her nipples moved, sliding lazily against the cups of her bra until they flicked free. Her t-shirt slowly lifted to highlight the growing swells of her breasts and her nipples pressed into the fabric when the bra slid down beneath her breasts.
"Hmmm," she hummed, squeezing her breast once before switching her cup to her left hand to open the door. Once inside, she switched back, lifted the cup and then stopped to breathe in the smell emanating from her hand.
The bridge of Nora's nose strained against the surrounding flesh. It stretched, pulling her slim, curved nose until it widened. Her septum slid out, forcing her nostrils forward. Soft red hairs pierced the skin just behind her nose. She rubbed at the hairs and worked her jaw before sneezing from the dust she'd stirred up by walking inside. Her tongue reached out and grew fleshy and thick before curling to lick her nose.
Milking machines lined the back wall, steel and glass gleaming in the light through the windows. She sipped once more at her drink but it was empty and her long tongue reached out to swirl against the bottom of the cup to clean every little drop. A large desk was just to her right. She set the cup down next to a thin monitor before stamping her right foot and the force jiggled her large breasts.
Nora couldn't stop staring at the machines. Curiosity took hold of her and she walked forward, reaching around to scratch at her ass. Her nails dug into her flesh and a small, loose bone clicked back and forth when she worked her fingers back and forth.
Clear, sterilized tubes were connected to hoses that led to larger machines. She touched one of them carefully and huffed, sliding her fingers over the smooth surface. Janet had shown her how they worked earlier in the morning. Her friend was awake far earlier than she was in order to take care of her morning chores but when Nora got up, she'd walked in to see the other woman just finishing setting the machines up for cleaning.
A smaller, portable unit with a metal jug on a small trolley and four pumps connected to machinery stood in the corner nearby. Nora felt herself growing warm as she walked over to it. Her breasts weighed against her, pulling at her back muscles while they continued to grow. Her shirt lifted, dragging the fabric against her bare midriff. She scratched at the skin and the little hairs beginning to cover her belly.
Nora licked her lips but her mouth opened and she exhaled in a daze. She reached down to her side to dig a finger into the waist of her pants when they began to tighten against her. Her swelling ass cheeks pressed together before bulging out over the edge of her jeans.
A thought took root in her mind. A need. She pulled her hands up to her chest to fondle herself. Her breasts were hard and hot to the touch. The girl lowed, raising her head with her tongue squirming out before her.
Milk welled from the tips of her nipples, soaking into her shirt. She felt it against her skin and gasped, reaching down once more to lift her shirt over her tits. They were huge, curving out to the side of her slim body until they pressed against her arms. Milk dribbled from her nipples, coursing down the curves of her breasts and down her belly until the slowly growing fur trapped the droplets.
What would it feel like? she wandered, struggling to think through the hazy, warm, calming cloud filling her mind.
The girl licked her lips and reached for one of the pumps, holding it in her hand just to feel it against her palm. She brought her other hand up to scratch at the side of her head. Her nails scraped the base of the horn forming on her skull.
The seat of her jeans tore, exposing her ass. Her panties were a narrow band between her round cheeks which were covered in short, red fur. The waist of her jeans moved against her body when the stub of her questing tail swiveled in place.
Nora pressed the pump against her breast, centered over her nipple. She breathed quickly as she stared down at it and moaned when she felt the pressure building within her chest. It was becoming painful as they continued to fill with milk.
It made sense to use the machine - didn't it? she asked herself.
The fur growing over her stomach stopped along her lower belly. The skin below brightened to pink while the seams on the legs of her pants strained and tore. Her tail, half a foot long, whipped behind her.
With the pump against her left breast, she pressed the twitch to turn it on.
"Oh! Oh god!" Nora screamed, staggering back against the desk when it activated. It suctioned itself to her breast, holding in place when she shoved her hands down to clench the edge of the desk.
Nora moaned as she looked down at it. The pumped moved as if alive, like a hungry little steady mouth eagerly sucking on her nipple. She reached a trembling hand out to grab another pump, placing it against her right breast. It worked immediately and she fell to her ass with a loud 'whump' that stirred the dust further, causing her to sneeze loudly.
Her ears flexed and extended while her jaw cracked and pulled forward. Nora spread her legs and the jeans tore further. She moaned and touched herself, feeling how wet her panties were against her swollen pussy. The girl wasted no time in pushing them aside to plunge her fingers within, lowing loudly when she clenched her muscles against them.
Thin streams of milk jetted from her nipples. The suction stretched them and they hardened quickly before continuing to grow until they were fat and thick and two inches long, trembling with every pulse of the pump. The milk began to flow more quickly as she huffed and grunted and shoved her fingers deep inside.
The pink skin covering her lower belly bulged outward when her gland cisterns formed, branching out quickly into ducts. She rubbed the skin with abandon while fingering herself, enjoying the strange, slick feel of it. Four fleshy lumps pushed against her hand and she bellowed as she pulled at the growing teats.
Familiar pressure created strange, painless cramps throughout her stomach when her udder filled with milk. She shivered and shook and stamped her feet from a small orgasm but refused to stop until the pressure became painful. The girl pulled and squeezed at her teats, whimpering as her inexpert hands failed to express the milk.
Now frustrated, she bent over to her hands and knees and crawled. Her massive breasts dangled beneath her. The hoses connected to the still churning pumps dragged against the dirt while she crawled and her teats flexed and swayed when her legs bumped the hardened, full udder.
The band of her jeans snapped finally. They fell around her thighs but she ignored them and continued to crawl until she was next to one of the larger machines.
Nora tried to pull herself up but her nipples sprayed thick streams of milk and she cried out from a tiny, exciting orgasm that left her trembling. Panting now, she forced herself up until she could rest on a padded bar set beside the machine. She gave herself a moment but the machine drew out another orgasm and the girl raised her head while making a lustful lowing sound while her tail slapped against her legs.
It took effort but Nora flipped the switch to active the machine. The four pumps attached to it shook and jumped but she grabbed one to latch it to one of her teats, failing when yet another orgasm washed over her. The girl licked her wide nose on her expanding snout and she groaned when she shoved the pump in place. Her eyes rolled back in her head. She leaned into the bar to keep her upright until she trusted herself to move.
Another orgasm drilled into her when she placed a second pump. She could feel herself losing to the ecstasy of it all as her pussy dripped copious amounts of cum to the ground beneath her. She flexed the muscles within when her labia expanded, stretching vertically while the lips darkened into black around the slick pink within. The third pump immediately caused her teat to spray milk and she shuddered from yet another orgasm.
"Almost- almost there-" she panted. Her arm felt so incredibly heavy and tired but she grabbed the fourth pump to attach it in place.
All six pumps worked nearly in unison and the gush of her milk spraying against the nozzles filled her brain.
"Muhhhhh-" Nora groaned before smacking her lips. She tossed her head and her loose, red hair caught against her twin horns while her tail swirled and lashed. "MMMM- Muhhhhh-!"
Nora stomped her foot and the soles burst to show toes fused into two dark lumps, covered in thick growths of keratin. Her pinky toe traveled slowly to the back of her foot, raising when her soles cracked and shifted, forcing her stance to change. She stomped again and her hooves cracked loudly against the ground.
The pressure was lessening in her chest but her udders still felt painfully slow. She surrendered herself to it, basking in the repetitive pleasuring pumping and shaking from the occasional orgasm.
"Muhhhhhhhh," the girl mooed while butting back and shoving against the edge of another bar behind her. She rocked her ass until her swollen pussy rubbed against the metal. Her thick tail hung in a tall curve above her as she grinded into the bar, huffing and mooing until the overstimulation pushed her over the edge into a massive orgasm that brought her to her knees. Her ears flicked against the side of her face as the skin folded into long ovals.
"Can't- stop- cumming-" she panted, shaking from the aftershocks.
"Muuuuuuuuuuuh!" the girl lowed again when yet another orgasm forced her to her hands and knees. Her pussy flexed open and closed while thick, creamy strings dripped down to the ground beneath her.
After a time, the machines automatically powered off and disconnected. She collapsed and fell into a doze, waking hours later.
The panic of her changed body was slow and muted, as if she were viewing reality through several filters. She stood and stumbled on her hooves and her breasts threw her off until she found the right balance to stand straight. Panic faded to curiosity that left her exploring her body and that led to masturbation. Two fingers. Three. Four. Nora mooed loudly as she folded her hand to fist-fuck herself until she orgasmed and the clenching muscles shot her hand out.
Terror followed but, eventually, acceptance and more curiosity. She wandered slowly after stripping herself completely and she eventually joined the cows in the field, who surrounded her wherever she walked. Shep and Bo welcomed her with excitement, wiggling their butts and jumping on her until noises drew their attention and they ran off to investigate.
She slept in the field, laying on the warm grass and her changes reverted. Bones cracking and dissolving while her toes separated and her breasts compressed until, hours later, she woke and stretched, nude but fully human. Dozens of cows lay around her, resting with her.
Nora shouted with joy when she saw herself. She jumped and ran and hopped over the fence until she was inside. The girl luxuriated in a long bath and a new change of clothes before making dinner. She tried to tell herself that she imagined all of it but it was too real and, when she was brave enough to walk back into the barn, she saw the pumps with her dried milk, and the dark patches of mud where her cum had mixed with dirt.
She cleaned up as best as she could and spent the rest of the night distracting herself what had happened until finally climbing into bed.
The memory of the pumps against her breasts kept intruding into her thoughts. She did her best to ignore them but her hand slid against her body until she was squeezing and pulling her nipples.
"Muh-" she gasped, stretching her body while rubbing her clit and pinching her nipple. She hummed and gasped and twitched as she swirled her finger over her hood and clit while her other hand squeezed around her breast and nipple.
"Moooooo," the sound was forced from her and it felt good and proper and satisfying.
Milk leaked from her nipples when they began to lengthen and her breasts grew heavy and full and warm. As she bucked from an orgasm, all Nora could think of was the excitement of being milked once more.
And a new thought. Of Janet. Behind her. Fingers pressed together. Thrusting into her. Opening her as she changed until her small hand slipped inside.
"MUHHHHHHH!" Nora lowed, lifting her hips and slamming back down. Her breasts slapped together while soft, red fur slowly spread over her body.
In a minute she knew she would make her way to the machines. But, for now, she gave herself over to pleasure and the worries of the world slipped away.
Comments
Heather Graham
Yeah, it was a shorter piece written with several others that day.
Nothingman
This is so great! I kind of wish we got more of her change, but it is also pretty cool to leave it to our imagination.
