Chapters The Book of Milk Chapter 21
She almost stumbled as she stepped down from the interior. Partly from the bright sun making her blink repeatedly, but also from the view in front of her. Not that she could see very far until everything turned into a blurry swirl of color. But it was enough for her to mince on the spot nervously, fear and excitement mingling.
The van was standing on a sizable parking lot together with other vans, trucks and normal cars, which were all just more “metal things” to her. Some were already left by their drivers and passengers, others had only just arrived as well. Puffycunt could feel them looking at her, some even shouting in surprise. “Look at that!” “That’s amazing!” “I already want one!” “Her presentation I have to see!” “Why do I suddenly crave milk?”
So much attention from total strangers that weren’t Caretaker or The Owner made Puffycunt blush deeply, but at the same time she bent her back, pushing her ass out and her breasts forward, driven by a compulsion to present her naked body to them. The Owner cut this presentation short. “C’mon, cow, we haven’t got all day!” he said gruffly but amiably and slapped her ass playfully. With a little jump that made her hooves clop loudly on the hard asphalt and her bell clang she started walking away from the van, led by Caretaker.
Soon they had left the parking lot and were now walking towards something loud and full of colors - at least that’s all Puffycunt could make out. On their way, they passed more and more people who respectfully made way for them, although the respect was clearly for the owner, not his stumbling cow in tow. Some people were less shy and stroked her side and even lightly slapped her butt. Puffycunt tried to avoid their touch, but since Owner didn’t do anything to stop it, she let it happen. It added to her humiliation and arousal in equal measure.
Now they passed under a huge arch. A sign in huge letters said “13TH ANNUAL COMPANY FAIR, NORTHWESTERN DIVISION”, but of course Puffycunt couldn’t read that. Behind the gate, there was a broad central way with several enclosures on each side. Puffycunt saw movement within those enclosures but couldn’t make out any details. She could hear several different animal noises at the same time though, which made her nervous.
The Owner pulled her to the first enclosure on the right. When Puffycunt could see what was within the fenced area, her eyes widened and she mooed in surprise! The creatures that eagerly jumped up and down in front of Owner, ignoring Puffycunt, resembled humans, but had four short appendages that ended where knees and elbows would have been. The stumps were completely round and didn’t show any scars, but were rough with callouses.
Although their udders weren’t nearly as big as Puffycunts, they still hung down heavily, their long, pierced nipples only hanging about an inch above the dry earthen floor. Their bodies were as hairless as Puffycunts. but their faces looked different. The tips of their noses were painted black and between their bloated lips and toothless gums, extremely long tongues were almost constantly flopping out, with long strands of drool hanging from them. Except for that, they were different from each other. Some were just one uniform color, brown, grey or black, while others were patched like Puffycunt, but their patches were usually larger, except for one which was white with a lot of very small black patches all over.
They also had different ears on the sides of their head, some flopping down, others pointing upwards. The creatures also sported tails in various forms, all of them wagging right now as they tried to climb up the chain link fence, which was usually just momentarily successful until they dropped back down on all fours. They were also making yapping sounds, which didn’t quite reach the volume of ordinary dogs though. “Yes!” Puffycunt thought. “They is… is docks!”
“You like my bitches?” A man who now approached Owner queried. To Puffycunt, he had appeared out of thin air.
“Very much so.” Owner answered. “They look very eager to please, the little beasts.”
The man laughed. “They should be, they’re constantly in heat, kept that way with the implant and lots of hormones in their feed. They’ll literally hump everything if you don’t have the discipline dials set quite right, but we solved that a couple years ago now.”
“Oh that’s very nice, but do they have any other function?”
“Well, besides being eager fuckpets, you could use them to keep your cows in line. This is a nice specimen, by the way.”
“Thank you. What do you mean, keep in line?”
“Well, they can be trained to control herds or find wayward single animals.”
“That’s very interesting. Do you have a business card? I might consider buying a few of your bitches.”
“Splendid! Here you are. I assume you are presenting your cow at the big get-together later?”
“Indeed I will be.”
“Looking forward to it.” The two tipped their hats and moved on.
Puffycunt could only follow bits and pieces of this conversation, and by the end of it she had already forgotten the beginning anyway. Instead, she mooed shyly as her udders were beginning to feel full again.
Owner looked at her, then nodded. “Right you are, Puffycunt. We should continue. A lot of stuff still to see here.”
Next, Owner strolled towards an enclosure with a higher fence on the other side of the walkway. In it, female creatures were roaming that Puffycunt with her blurry vision at first thought to be cows like her herself. She realized her mistake only as they were already standing next to the fence.
Although the curious animals were like Puffycunt, perfect cow-like rounded shoulders and hooves at the end of their slender legs and even sported horns on their heads, they were also different in a number of ways. For one, they were all a uniform white color, and whereas Puffycunt’s tiny horns were straight, theirs were longer and curved. Up close their white skin was also not hairless like a cow’s, but covered all over with a short, soft down in swirls and curls. Their eyes looked about blindly and helplessly as they stumbled around the enclosure, bumping into one another occasionally. When they opened their toothless mouths, a strange animal sound could be heard which sounded completely identical between them, a sort of bleating whine.
“As of now, they’re just a proof of concept.” A voice next to Puffycunt said to Owner. Surprised, she took a small step back, her hooves clopping on the ground.
“Looking good, though.” Owner said, “Care to explain what they are, exactly?”
“They are sheep. Actually, their design was influenced by your cows in many ways. A friend of mine has one of these on his private farm.” He gestured to Puffycunt. “My sheep are similar, but also different. For one, they don’t give milk, although I had their [UDDERS] enlarged for aesthetic reasons. Their whole bodies are covered in genetically engineered wool which can actually be turned into clothes. It’s all still experimental, though. That’s why this generation doesn’t have implants yet, you know full well how much those things cost! Instead, I’ve blinded them completely. And in their tracheas, their voice boxes have been surgically changed to only produce this braying sound. So far, this was enough to keep them in line with only a few lashings here and there.”
“Amazing,” Owner said, “let’s keep in contact, maybe I will buy one of them as soon as the next generation is ready.” They exchanged numbers while Puffycunt only looked at the sheep with wonder, one strange creature approaching the fence, attracted by the sound of voices, human voices. It’s blank white eyes came into Puffycunt’s limited focus and she couldn’t help but stare.
“Dis kow… is… is glat… glat she is… is kow… not… not cheep,” she thought.
[SELF AFFIRMATION DETECTED: GRATIFICATION VIA ENDORPHIN RELEASE.]
Puffy shuddered with ecstasy, until Owner pulled her reins and Puffycunt followed. She was now repeatedly rubbing her thighs together while walking, which gave her huge rump even more of a sway, her tails swishing left and right. After the last rush, the fullness of her udders was now accompanied with the familiar feeling of ever increasing, helpless horniness as her thighs felt more and more lubricated, catching every stray breeze. She mooed throatily but if Owner heard her, he ignored his cow.
He didn’t stop at any of the other enclosures as they walked, so Puffycunt was only able to glance at the other creatures presented there in passing, unconsciously glad to have something to occupy her increasingly sex-crazed thoughts. With wide eyes, she saw pig-girls with their arms and legs truncated to short stumpy legs, their huge breasts with long teats dragging in the dirt while they awkwardly shuffled along, curled tails peeking out between large buttcheeks and twitching with every laborious step. Their noses were upturned to snouts and large fleshy ears adorned their bald heads, clearly visible as they looked up at her with sad eyes, making squealing and grunting sounds.
The menagerie continued. It included hopping white bunnygirls with long ears, which balanced on a permanent crouch without arms and looked about dumbly with red eyes. There were also strange ponygirls with black shoes on their feet, no arms, large tits, long stiff necks, and permanently pouting, plump lips. One of them looked at Puffycunt with an empty gaze which suddenly seemed to show confusion and fear until it returned to its original state when its owner called out to her.
“Ta..kee..lah? Dat is… is a weert… weert name.” Puffycunt thought, until she didn’t.
Finally, they arrived at the end of the main walkway standing before a huge tent. Many more people were passing them and entering it, all of them at least glancing at Puffycunt, who did her best to present herself each time out of habit. Owner led her around the large circular structure however and walked her through a smaller entrance at the back. Here, other animals and their owners were already waiting as well. In the dim light, Puffycunt had trouble seeing anything but she could identify several dogs and ponies, among them this “Tekeelah”, who she still remembered, albeit dimly.
She soon had other things to occupy herself, however. Owner used a sponge and some water to clean her hide and Puffycunt shuddered with near-orgasmic lust at every touch, mooing with abandon. Owner also used the opportunity to weigh her huge udders in his hands and pull at her teats which made them squirt milk, to which he nodded with satisfaction. Puffycunt was so caught up in the process that she didn’t realize how the other animals had left until Owner pulled her leash and, with her bell clanging, she clopped out into the blinding white light of a well-lit rodeo pen, blinking from the assault to her eyes.