Yes

I hold onto my hatred and desire for ****. that is the only thing that saved my mind for the two weeks of constant ****. I look up to see who my new **** is only for my glare to harden seeing the boss their.

"moo," I said while tryin to call him a bastard as he pulled the feeding tube out of my mouth.

"i see your mind did survived," he said looking me in the eyes. he had a few men come in and take me down. after two weeks my arms fell happy to no longer being in the fixed position. they were so weak i could not provide any protest as they were restrained behind my back. my legs were then freed before a leash was placed on my collar and I was **** to follow.

"I have decided to give you a name, now most cows I don't name but I figured you were special enough for a name. with your eyes and hair I'll call you sunshine. I'll even put a name plate outside your pen with that name," he said.

"moo moo moo," I yell at him. I am trying to call him a bastard and that my name is Naruko Uzumaki not sunshine.

"oh good you approve of the name sunshine," he said ignoring my angry glare and mooing. we eventually reached the milking room. "now you have two weeks of built up milk that I'm sure you would love to get rid of."

I actually do want it gone my breast have grown to almost three times baa Chans breast and were incredibly soar. with practiced ease they had me hooked up and started the milking process. I tried to suppress a moan of relief as the milk left my breast but a small moo still left my lips around the feeding tube.