Dive deeper

You decide to remain quiet. You’re just getting to all the real stuff! Forget that precautionary and preparation shit, this is the real deal. You look around the pen. There are 9 other girls in this pen with you. You are secluded by walls, blocking you off from other women, er, cows. You see what appears to be electric doors on one of the walls. Other than that, two walls go up to the ceiling, and a tall wood wall about 12 feet high towers over you, with a gate you crawled in through in the middle. The ground appears to just be worn, trodden dirt, with some meager straw and hay thinly spread throughout the pen.

Just then, you hear a cow bell being played rapidly, and the mechanical doors slide into the walls, leaving a big opening. All of the other cows instantly begin crawling towards the small divot made by the opened doors. You decide to join them. There’s gotta be a reason they’re all doing it, right?

You crawl up and see the other cows all spread out in a line in front of a wooden box. As you get closer, you find it to be a manger. You crawl to it until you are just in front of it, and peer down. You see a thick, pea green sludge. You look and can see small clippings of grass and oats. Originally set off by the unsettling ‘food’, you see the other cows digging in, sparing no hesitation. The intense growl from your stomach throws you over and you plunge your face into the manger. You start gulping in the slew, and find that it tastes good. Like, really good. You start inhaling the thick goop, feeling the hunger pangs in your stomach quickly silence.

The load cow bell banging noise is heard again, and all of the other cows trot away from the manger. Thinking it best to follow their example, you do so as well. The doors hiss closed behind you.

You walk around the pen, getting to see some of the other cows. They are all very attractive and all bare similar markings to yours. After a bit of mingling, you hear the cowbell pounded on once again. Already knowing where you need to be, you prance over to the opened doors.

Inside is a row of stockades, with holes for a head and two arms. The other cows fill in around you, and you are sandwiched in the middle of the row. All of the stockades are opened, and as you observe the other cows placing themselves into them, you do so as well. You notice a large black machine on the ground, thin and narrow, but very long. Two industrial pumps are attached near each stockade. A worker in blue coveralls and a company cap walks in through a side door hidden behind the main doors. As he reaches the first cow, he snaps the stockade shut and locks it. He powers up the machine and attaches the two nearest suction tubes to the first cows breasts. She lets out a low, hushed moo. He continues down the line before he is right in front of you. He’s about to do the same to you.