Yes, you'll stay the night [Bad End]

Dinner was delicious, a nice steak that left you full and tired afterwards. The farmhand you'd bought milk from at the beginning of all of this led you to a bedroom, and you fell face first into your bed and fell asleep.

***

You were woken by a chill running down your bare skin, and the first thing you realized upon waking up was that you were naked. It became clear that you were not in your bed any more, you were inside of a barn, and you felt something sucking on your breasts.

Glancing down, it seemed to be some kind of suction cup, with clear tubes running out of sight and a little white trickle running through it. Was that... breast milk?

You tried to call out, but found that your mouth was similarly filled with a tube. You tried to pull on it, but several moments of tugging didn't accomplish anything.

Then, you noticed a flow of white liquid running down the tube, and you couldn't do anything but watch as it went down your throat.

You felt the same feeling as when you drank that milk yesterday: cool refreshment, followed by a burning in your breasts.

But the milk kept coming, and for several minutes you had to gulp it down until your belly felt full to bursting.

Then, finally, the flow ceased.

You tried to catch your breath, but you felt an aching on your breasts as the pumps began to apply more pressure, and you noticed that the flow of milk had increased. You shouldn't even be lactating, how was your body making so much milk?

"Ah, it seems my latest cow is awake."

Standing outside your barn stall was the balding man who owned this farm.

You instinctively reached forward to wring his neck, but the tubes connected to your breasts and mouth were tightly secured in a way that made sure you could not reach far enough forward.

"The milk our farm makes is a bit special. It leaves a woman's breasts big and swollen after a while, filling them with an ache that can't be sated until they've been properly milked. At least, that's what happens to women who drink the diluted milk we sell. You, however, are drinking milk straight from another one of my cute little human cows. Your breasts will grow and grow, until they're as large as your head. And they'll produce gallons of milk. At the same time, your silly little brain will get smaller and smaller, turning you into a dumb cow." He sneered down at you. "Don't worry, you won't get lonely. Once you've become dumb and docile, I'll undo some of your restraints and start to fuck you just like the rest of the cows. Let me give you a preview."

He exited your field of view, and you heard him open a wooden stall door next to yours. "Moo," a female voice greeted.

And all you could do is sit there and listen as he eagerly fucked that other woman, who could only mindlessly moo with pleasure.

Soon enough, you'd be no different than her.