Chapters The Book of Milk Chapter 3
Horrified, the cow fought in vain to regain control over her own voice. After a while, the compulsion eased so she could catch her breath, only to begin again after a few seconds of silence, her once beautiful voice compelled to debase herself over and over again. Out of instinct, the cow wanted to cover her mouth with her hands, but of course her shoulders only twitched and she became louder than ever. She was so embarrassed! For someone as introverted as her, calling attention to herself so degradingly made an already horrible situation even more humiliating. Once in middle school she had been locked out of the girl’s dressing room by a bunch of the cool girls, wearing nothing but her panties and bra. This was a million times worse!
She could only hope that someone would hear her and come, because otherwise she was sure her cow body would call out indefinitely. But then someone would see her like this! It was a real Catch-22.
Using all her willpower, she managed to press her lips together tightly, so that she only made “Mmmmmhhhh” sounds. Then she strained herself to stand as upright as possible and look over the wall of one side of her enclosure which was lower than the others, but made from the same rough wood. She just barely managed to look over the rim, but all she could see was some kind of barn, huge and full of other enclosures such as hers, left and right and also in a second row on the other side of her.
Before she could focus on details, a door loudly opened at the far end. Instinctively, the cow pulled her bald head down to hide, but that’s when her loud mooing started again as her concentration slipped and her mouth opened wide once more, spittle flying from her lips.
“I’m coming, I’m coming. Quit it already.” a male voice said.
[ORDER REGISTERED. EXCLAMATION ALERT STOPPED.]
The cow stopped mooing abruptly. Finally in some modicum of control again, she tried to pull back into a corner as far away from the approaching man as possible. “Maybe he won’t know it was me,” she thought but then she could hear a latch being unlocked, before one end of the enclosure opened and she could see a man standing in the entrance. The cow looked up, then past him. “If I act quickly, I can get past him and escape!”
[THOUGHT DELETED FOR CONTRADICTING PROGRAM PARAMETERS.]
The man smiled at the cow. He was about as tall as herself, although the cow was having difficulty standing straight up with the heavy udders hanging down from her chest. He looked roughly the same age as her too and was built athletically, with blond hair and piercing blue eyes. He looked a lot like a young Brad Pitt, oddly enough. “Wow, Cow 87, not only up and about already, but even eager for your first milking? What a great start!”
[NEW SIGNIFIER DETECTED. NAME OF COW NOW “COW 87”. SELF AFFIRMATION DETECTED: GRATIFICATION VIA ENDORPHIN RELEASE.]
Another wave rolled through Cow 87’s body and she mooed loudly, eyes rolling back in pleasure. The man smirked, his eyes wandering to the wet folds between her legs. “And a little slutty as well, aren’t you?”
That comment made Cow 87 acutely aware that she was standing before a very attractive man, totally naked in her mutilated new body, not even able to cover her intimates with her hands. Blushing with shame and humiliation, she pulled back into the corner even more, turning sideways to hide her dripping vagina.
[BEHAVIOURAL CORRECTION: EXHIBITIONISM INCREASED BY 500 PERCENT.]
“No, that’s not me! I’m not… like that!” Blushing even more, Cow 87 looked up to the man still ogling her. Slowly she turned around again until she was facing him once more. In her mind, she waged war with a sudden, undefiable urge to be admired by this man, to present every bare inch of herself to him. But she would never do that! Back when she hadn’t been a cow but a cow she had been too shy to even show a man her slightest cleavage, let alone her whole body like that. But now… now she couldn’t resist. Finally, still blushing, Cow 87 thrust her udders out, looking at him through eyes half closed with need, her mouth hanging slightly open, a bit of drool running down her chin. “This is so wrong! But it also feels so… sexy! God, why am I so horny?”
“Yeah, you need that milking alright. Come here.”
“I need to resist…”
[THOUGHT DELETED FOR CONTRADICTING PROGRAM PARAMETERS. ORDER REGISTERED. INCREASE SUBMISSIVENESS BY 50 PERCENT.]
Cow 87 made two small teetering steps until she was standing directly in front of the man. He had brought a large bucket with him that he now positioned below her udders.
“Now bend forward, Cow 87.”
As she did that, she noticed that he was calling her “Cow 87” again. “But that means there have been at least…”
[IRRELEVANT KNOWLEDGE DETECTED: CONCEPT “MATHEMATICS” DELETED.]
“…a lot more cows before me.” Cow 87 mused. “Um, why did I think that? Was something deleted again? Cow 87 is just a [MY] name. Wait, what?! Hold on, my name isn’t Cow 87. It’s Cow 87. No! I was born as Cow 87, not Cow 87! My mom called me her little Cow, and Dad called me 87! No, that’s all wrong! I’m going insane…”
At that moment, the man took each teat in one hand and squeezed, derailing her thoughts as efficiently as the program would have. “Ugh! Wait! That feels so… so odd! It hurts a bit, but it also feels slightly…”
[PREPARATION FOR MILKING DETECTED: NIPPLE SENSITIVITY INCREASED BY 300 PERCENT]
“…no, intensely erotic, oh my god!” She mooed loudly as the man started kneading her teats. Soon, streams of milk were coaxed out of her udders which the man skillfully directed into the bucket, and the worst part was just how amazing it felt! All the time, Cow 87 was mooing with lust and despair as tears streamed down her face. “Oh god, this can’t be happening! I’m being milked like I’m… I’m a cow!”
[REFLECTIVE REINFORCEMENT OF COW STATUS DETECTED: GRATIFICATION VIA ENDORPHIN RELEASE]
The new wave together with the feeling of being milked pushed Cow 87 over the edge and she had a deep orgasm, mooing at the top of her voice. Her knees buckled and she fell down, the man managing to get the bucket out of the way in the very last second. As the muscles in her nether regions spasmed, more shit and piss left her too, soiling her even more.
[NON-COMPLIANT ORGASM DETECTED. ORGASM INHIBITOR INITIALIZED. VERBAL PERMISSION REQUIRED FOR RELEASE.]
The man chuckled. “Oh shucks, you really enjoyed that, didn’t you? Let’s see how much I managed to get out of you here. Looks like almost a whole litre! That’s amazing, 87!”
[COMMENDATION DETECTED: GRATIFICATION VIA ENDORPHIN RELEASE]
Cow 87 only managed to moo weakly as yet another wave hit her. Even that rush couldn’t make her feel better about what just had happened. This man had violated her grotesquely changed body and she had even enjoyed it! And now she was lying in her own piss and shit, armless, voiceless, helpless. Her mind was filled with disgust and desperation, she started to cry uncontrollably and…
[PANIC SUPPRESSION ACTIVE: ACTIVATE SLEEP MODE. TIMER SET TO 1 HOUR.]
… she fell asleep again.
[ANALYSIS OF MENTAL PERFORMANCE. INITIALIZING IMPROVEMENT OF NEURAL PATHWAYS. DECREASING NEGATIVE EMOTIONAL REACTIONS TO FORCED SEXUAL STIMULATION BY FIFTY PERCENT. INTRODUCE BOVINE DREAM PATTERNS IN REM CYCLE. ]