The Cow Machine

Vanessa screamed as she fell down a tube, sending her plummeting down to Dakota's new invention. Vanessa made a loud thud as she hit the ground, popping out the tube. She stood up and glanced around her surroundings, she was in a warehouse which had machines scattered all over the place. She'd fallen onto a conveyor belt, which suddenly started to move. _"Unidentified subject detected" a male _mechanical voice announced.

Before Vanessa could even process what was going on, two mechanical arms grabbed her shoulders and pushed her onto the floor. Vanessa was positioned on her hands and knees by the hands, as metal clamps wrapped around her ankles and wrists. "Alright, what the fuck is going on!?" Vanessa yelled, echoing throughout the warehouse. _Scanning subject" the machine responded. Suddenly a blue holographic projection appeared on Vanessa, scanning her entire body. Vanessa was slightly hopeful, hoping that the machine would realize she's not a cow. "Subject identified, female human breed cow, preparing cow."_ The machine announced, crushing Vanessa's hopes.

"Oh you've gotta be fucking kidding me!" Vanessa yelled once again, insulted that the machine thought she was a cow. Suddenly, a cascade of mechanical arms shot down towards Vanessa, holding various different items. "Inorganic materials detected. Removing" The machine suddenly got to work, firing lasers at her expensive pantsuit. Vanessa screamed in despair as she watched her favourite pantsuit be vaporized to ash.

The lasers had soon made short work of Vanessa's clothes, leaving her butt naked and on all fours. Her perky breasts dangled below as the conveyor belt moved through a gate, carrying her like baggage in an airport. Once on the other side of the gate, Vanessa was stunned at what she saw. A huge warehouse with machinery scattered everywhere. There were conveyor belts transporting cows all across the warehouse. There were too many machines to pick out one in particular, but Vanessa knew none of them were good news.

Vanessa's observations were suddenly interrupted by a very familiar voice. "Well howdy! What do we have here? I must say you got a fabulous body Mrs Sinclair!" Dakota spoke through a mic, her voice echoing across the warehouse. Vanessa was both grateful and angry to be hearing Dakota's voice, because although Dakota is the reason Vanessa's in this situation she can also help her. "Dakota please get me the fuck outta here!" Vanessa cried, pleading with Dakota. "That's a no can do I'm afraid, just looking at your profile and my Lord is there work to be done on you!" Dakota replied, looking at her screen.

The screen displayed a 3D figure of Vanessa on all fours, with arrows pointing to her different body parts. On the right was information regarding Vanessa as a cow, and it was all reading negative. At the very top it said _"Vanessa Sinclair: Unhealthy cow. Recommended cow taken through **** protocols." _Dakota smiled as she read through the information, she'd been looking forward to taking down the buxom bitch for a while.

Vanessa was incredibly confused, whilst slightly worried about what Dakota had said. "What are you talking about? What's gonna happen to me!?" Vanessa panicked, shaking at her bonds to no avail. "Well, you'll see darlin'" Dakota responded, pressing a button infront of her. She leant back on her chair and placed her arms behind her head, ready to watch the show. Suddenly the conveyor belt made a left turn, as machinery whirred to life. Vanessa instantly became terrified, afraid of what happened next.