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As the question leaves your lips you sway side to side. The glass in your hand slips from your grasp, the milk was ****. “Wha...what did...you do?” You give out barely louder than a whisper as you collapse on your behind.

“Oh I can't wait to see how big your ones get Gwen,” James says in a foreboding voice “you might become the best in my collection.” That is all you hear as you lose consciousness.

You awake in a barn stall. Your head pounding with a headache. You begin to stand but are brought back down to the ground by the collar on your neck that is attached to the wall by a leash. Your hands are tied behind your back with cuffs and you are completely naked in the hay. You hear moaning, slapping and mooing throughout the barn with the outcries of pleasure “That's it! Moo for your master bitch!” A feeling of dread begins to surface in your body, you need to get out of here.

As you formulate a plan the familiar face of James peers over the stall at you. “You bastard, get me out of here now!” You scream at him. He just smiles at you. You realise your bravado is ineffective when collared and restrained.

“Now that's not nice. I’m going to keep you safe and cared for why would you want to leave? How about I introduce you to a friend?” He calmly states as if this is completely normal, “Say hello to Darla” he opens the stall door and you are greeted by a cow girl.

She has short brown hair with matching cow ears and tail in the same colour. Her figure is extremely curvy and her breasts must be K sized. She crawls towards you, a blank face looking back at you with her mouth wide open and panting. As she reaches you she goes on her knees and holds one of her breasts making it leak copious amounts of milk. “Do you want my milk?” Darla asks in a high pitched tone. You ogle at her lactating breast, the smell of her milk permeates the air and you catch yourself licking your lips.

“No! I don't want your milk. We need to get out of here!” You shuffle towards her in desperation trying to make her realise the absurdity of this situation.

“Don't worry my milk will stop those pesky thoughts hehe.” She exclaims in a giggle, her mind broken long ago. In an instant she has pushed you down onto your back with her arms. With her superior weight and your hands secure there is no way to fight back. She plants a nipple into your mouth, smothering your face in her tit flesh. The nipple begins lactating profusely, filling your mouth with milk. The taste is extremely delicious and before you consciously realise you have gulped down the lot. The effect of the milk is immediate. You are filled with a euphoric feeling wanting nothing more than to drink all of this cow's milk. Darla gives out a contented moo as you suckle at her breast and rub your quim against her body atop of you.

She removes her breast causing you to whimper at the loss of the delicious liquid. “Ahhh it's okay, Darla will give you plenty of her milk sweety.” Darla utters in a soothing voice. She sits down next to you and makes you lay on her lap. Now in a cradling position you raise your head to her gorgeous tit, seeking the bounty contained in them. After a minute of drinking you feel Darla's hand at your pussy, stroking the labia. “I like doing this with you Gwen, it's like you're my baby.” With that statement she puts two fingers into your pussy causing you to moan into her breast. The milk causing you to be docile and more receptive to pleasure.

You have completely forgotten that James is still standing looking at you two indulge in each other. In the heat of this passion it appears he has begun to stroke his giant cock. You eye it while sucking more of Darla's milk, making you imagine what it must feel like in a person's pussy, more correctly yours. “The milk causes two different reactions in women, although all become cowgirls.” James declares getting faster with his stroking, “some women develop a bigger sexual appetite and dominate others to get release, keeping much of their intelligence but a **** to desire. The others become complacent cows, eager to give milk and drink it as well as being constantly in heat. I wonder what you will be Gwen?”