A good morning stretch ...

Blackness blankets you as your mind is free to float ...

_There you are milling about aimlessly, a field of greenery as far as you can see. Not a care in the world, you lean forward and nibble on the greenery, the morning dew still clinging to it. It tastes sweet as you grind it between your teeth, but it does not compare to the wonderful taste of semen that you still hunger for. You lift your head, looking for your next source of much needed protein, but see nothing.__You continue to wander, a taut feeling in your belly, but not feeling full. You peer between your legs, but can only see two extremely bloated udders, a single teat from each udder, equally bloated and elongated, stretching nearly to the ground you are feeding upon. The obscenely grotesque feature bothers you none as you continue on, feeding and searching.

It feels harder to walk, more like waddling lately, your legs feeling heavier than normal. Looking up once more, you find yourself near the edge of the field, eyes lightening up as you spot a healthy looking bull feasting nearby. Your eyes are naturally drawn to the appendage hanging between his legs, likewise nearly scraping the ground. It's mesmerizing length is record-breaking, and its width, thicker than your legs!

Only one thought fills your consciousness at this moment. "Mooooooo" you call out, garnering his attention. He looks up and sees you eyeing him hungrily. Without further invitation, he makes his way towards you, and without any formalities, rears up and plops himself onto your back, his captivating cock now easily sliding into your overly stretched mouth. Greedily you slurp and suck, cleaning the sweat and grime as he hurriedly pumps his hips. He easily slips into your throat and deep into your esophagus, his mighty ball sack swinging and slapping against your chin. Unceremoniously he dumps what feels like gallons of cum into your stomach, which you are eternally grateful for.

Swallowing every single droplet, you watch as he dismounts and walks away, with not a care in the world for you. You don't feel anger, betrayal, or hatred, instead feeling thankful for the generous offering. You smile appreciatively and meander on your way. I'M A SLUT COW! continuously rings in your head.

While still lazily grazing, you spot another, well-suited bull. His mighty meat stick is like the others. Once again, you call out for his attention, "Mooooooooo." And like before he comes to you with total indifference. However, this bull has something else on his mind as he circles behind you before rearing back on his haunches. With little effort he plops his massive form upon your back, which you are surprisingly able to support. His sword slips effortlessly into your splayed sheath, sinking deep into your belly. No foreplay, no sweet talk, just raw fucking as his humongous hunk of meat perilously pounds away, thrusting you forward, only to rock back and take him deeper. Your cervix, opens easily, welcoming him into your womb, sucking his dick with your inner muscles. It doesn't take long, for his salty seed to inseminate you, and you both explode with a loud orgasm that the entire farm could surely hear. You feel his heat fill you from the inside out, and you clench to keep his seed trapped within.

Just like the other, he dismounts you and walks away, another conquest completed. He gives you no regard, in search for another. Again, you feel nothing but thankfulness for his generous offering. I'M A SLUT COW echoes nonstop in your feeble brain.

Moving on again, you come to a gate which leads you back to your stall. There you find comfort in the form of familiarity. You settle in as your familiar lover hooks up the milking machine. I'M A SLUT COW fills your brain, rather than guilt for cheating on your lover with the bulls. The machine is clicked on and the milk starts running through the tubes as usual. Your cowboy lover reaches beneath you and rubs your bloated belly. "Soon enough JERSEY GIRL, you'll give birth to yet another calf!"

You startle yourself awake! You take in your surroundings, breathing heavily, thankful it was just a dream! However, the milking machine was still draining large quantities of milk from your bloated breasts, still encapsulated within the dastardly device. 'OH! It feels so great!' You look past the device to your heaving belly, relieved it's not bloated with child. However frightening the thought, the seed had now been planted, and the idea of being impregnated was slowly taking root. A rush of warmth and wetness flood your loins as you take note of the extremely large dildo lazily sliding in and out of your raw sex. The machine had changed to a much slower pace, somewhere during your absence from reality. Yet it continued to fuck at a rhythm that kept you just on the edge of another orgasm, but not quite enough to push you over! Every so often it would slip fully into your clutch, your innermost ring well stretched to accommodate its presence. You swore your womb was being stretched by the presence of its bulbous head trapped within!

This was a gentle fucking that you had seemingly grown quite accustomed to. However nice it seems, it does nothing to prevent a certain desire to grow from within. The longer it keeps you on the edge, the more you yearn for more. With a sense of morning energy you begin rocking back to meet the slow pokes from the glorious giant. 'I'M A SLUT COW ... JERSEY GIRL, THE SLUT COW ...' The words repeat themselves, reinforcing the truth over and over again.

You are amazed at the ease with which the cock now slides in and out, your overabundant wetness and secretions, making it easy for him to slip as deep as possible. You jerk harder and harder, encouraging your mechanical lover to match your enthusiasm. 'I'M JERSEY GIRL, THE SLUT COW!' Yet the machine is insistent on keeping its slow pace, adding to your frustrations and growing need.

"Moooooooorrrrrrre" The **** groan is easily heard beyond the confines of your stall, which you now realize has been void of your cowboy lover. You look around, **** for someone to help you with your plight. You need to reach that pinnacle of release, yet no one answers your call. You continue to arch back, to no avail. It won't go any deeper, or faster, yet the juices are flowing so freely that you can see a puddle forming on the floor beneath you. What was once rivulets are now rivers of your secretions running down your cow thighs and over your hooves onto the floor. You can feel your tail swishing from side to side as you writhe and wriggle. The cowbell sings out, wakening all the others in the nearby stalls.

Suddenly the door slams open, your cowboy lover to the rescue. However, he looks very different! Tight fitting jeans, highlighting his wonderful cock, are tucked into leather boots. He's wearing a crisp, clean plaid shirt, and a cowboy hat! He takes one look at you and smiles. "JERSEY GIRL! You're making quite a ruckus! I didn't expect you to be such a SLUT COW this early on!"

"Mooooooorrre" You reply with hope that he'll give you what you need. 'I'M SLUT COW JERSEY GIRL' You continue to grind against the donkey dick torturing you, begging for a climax. You watch with baited breath as he reaches for the mechanical device, praying he'll speed it up, or make it go even deeper, just so you can have that orgasm you've been craving for seemingly hours now.

Your heart drops into the pit of your stomach as you watch him turn off the device, bringing its movements to a halt, and pulling it from your sodden snatch. You can feel thick tendrils of sluice connecting the cock to your pussy, the cool morning air quickly invading the great void left by the oversized appendage. The closest thing to an orgasm you manage is the rippling across your thighs as the cold air assaults your insides.

"Mooooooooo" You cry in despair as you are denied any relief.

So disappointed are you that you pay no attention to his maneuverings about the stall. Before you realize it, he has inserted that damn oral stretching thing in your mouth again, and was opening it even wider than before! Pain as you've never imagined started at your jaw and went straight to your brain! You're positive you heard your jaw crack as it stretched wider than it had been yesterday! You couldn't understand why the need to do this, until you saw the same dildo that had been fucking your pussy all night long, being eased into your mouth!

'HOLY FUCK! JERSEY GIRL SLUT COW IS GONNA SUCK THAT BULL COCK!' True enough, the device had opened you up wide enough to take the gargantuan beast in your once tiny little mouth. The taste of your womanly secretions again assaulted your taste buds as the cock was eased towards the back of your throat. Only now were you thankful for the painful stretching, rather than the brutal destruction of your mouth. Little do you realize that the cock is still attached to the machine, until it starts moving with the flick of a switch. A few adjustments on the cog wheel and now the dildo is fucking your mouth as it had done your pussy earlier.

If that wasn't bad enough, there was now an even larger cock being prepped to another mechanical device, ready to completely and permanently stretch and ruin your pussy forever! Despite the fact that the head was bigger than a fist, and thicker than a forearm, you thrust your needy sex back, encouraging it to at least replace the void left by the cock now in your mouth! You are so wet and well-fucked that the impossible is easily achieved!

Within a few short moments you return to the world of euphoria, cresting on multiple orgasms as they drown you with their incessant waves.