After class

“What did you need to talk to me about?” Brian asked.

“Well, first I would like to say that you are doing very well in your coursework and I expect you to ace your test.” Mrs Budgen flattered. “However, Samantha has told me you lack a delicate touch. And are at risk of being banned from the farm due to staff complaints.”

“Oh, but I’m trying my best.” Brian replied dejectedly.

“Yes well I have a plan to help you gain some experience and gain a gentle touch. You are going to milk me by hand. I can take a rougher touch and coach you how to do it better. We will do this every day after class and hopefully by next practical day you will be allowed to stay.” She explained.

“You can’t be serious.” He replied in shock.

“I am.” Mrs Budgen replied. She unzipped the skirt she had around her back, half revealing her tail and udders as she tossed it aside. From behind her desk, she took out a bucket and a stool. There was a funnel, some baby bottles, and a cooler back there too. “Take these and get started.” She ordered heading Brian the bucket and stool.

Not wanting to argue, Brian set up at her rear end.

“Rub your hands together first, to make them warm. You don’t want cold hands on a sensitive teat.” She instructed. Brian followed her instructions. “Now they are full and tender but need a firm grip to get them going.”

Brian had milked a cow once before. It hasn’t gone so well and the cow ended up kicking the bucket over.

“Now with a cow, you are best approaching from the side not the rear but for a bucentaur, you can go for side or rear. It just depends if your happy reaching under for the front teats or changing sides for the teats on the opposite side.” She explained as he started. His hands were warm but unskilled. She coached him how to be firm but not to pull and her milk started flowing. “That’s better.” She remarked as she felt the relief of her milk flowing and her udders emptying.

“Do you mind if I ask you something?” Brian said as he worked on her. “It’s silly but kind of personal.”

“Sure, I am your teacher after all.” She replied.

“Why do you have udders and breasts, don’t they do the same thing?” he asked.

“That is a good question.” She replied. She gave a flick of her tail, aware that it gave him a glance at her bovine pussy. She felt him lean forward and reach under to her other teats. “Taurs of all kinds have two development phases. The carry phase and the waking phase. In the early stages of infancy, their brains are not fully developed like human babies. They need to be carried everywhere. Our breasts start producing milk first as it is easier to feed them from the chest while carrying them around.” She paused as she felt Brian’s warm breath against her pussy. Did he realise how close he was or what he was doing or was he laser focus on his task like always. She could feel that she was almost out of milk. “You are really getting the hang of this.” she completed. She continued her explanation “ Taurs learn to walk before anything else that is when the mother’s body transitions to milk production in udders between our back legs. They are not always as obvious as for Bucentaurs.” As she said this her milk stopped flowing. “Ok stop.” She instructed.

“I have another question.” Bryan stated. His hands leaving here udder. “Does this turn you on? You’re practical dripping in my face. From what I remember Taurs only lift their tails for prospective mates and yours has been up since I moved lower.”