You’re on a conveyor belt?

You come to to, and find yourself shackled to a cold metal wall. Suddenly, everything lights up, and you can that you are in a small tube looking channel. Your neck is locked into place, and you can see machines along the side. It whirs to life, and you slowly start moving along. Mr. Minchest’s voice carries through a P.A. system, and it crackles a bit before spouting

“I see that you are finally awake. I usually don’t attend these registering sessions. But since you’ve been such a pain in my ass, I thought I’d drop in.”

The conveyor belt suddenly stops, and you feel a sharp pain in your leg. You see a machine with a needle slowly going in and out of your thigh. You look down and eventually see a barcode, still wet and fresh on your leg. The belt continues, and you look ahead. You can’t really tell what it is, but it’s relatively high up. You wait impatiently, until the conveyor belt stops. You feel a sharp searing pain in your right ear, and can see a small, yellow ear rage dangling from your earlobe. Next, a machine that looks like an arc is ahead. As you come closer to it, you realize that it’s going to hit your neck, but right before that can happen, the belt stops. Something clasps around your neck. You look down to see a black and white collar around your neck. Mr. Minchest walks out of a side door, and holds your chin in his hands.

“Look who’s not so annoying now.”

He fastens a cowbell to your collar. Suddenly, he injects something slimy, that makes your veins feel like they’re going to explode into your jugular. You succumb to sleep, and Mr. Minchest is busy with last second preparations while you sleep.

You wake up in total darkness. You can feel that you are in a sitting position. What you’re sitting on is super soft, and you find that it is almost swallowing you up. You try to move, but find three things. Your arms and legs are shackled down. There is something long and hard deep in your cunt. Vacuum tubes are attached to your nipples. Suddenly, lights go on all around the room. A magenta and black spiral moves around

Spinning

Spinning

Spinning

You want to look away, but the beauty of it keeps you ogling it. Suddenly, a sultric, low toned noise flooded your ears. The wall started alternating between the pretty spiral and images of cows, bovine and human. A voice chants in your ears

“Milk. Cow. Breed. Sex. Submit. Servitude. You can be one of them too.”

This gets you thinking, why couldn’t you be like them. The best moments of your life were getting milked in the stall and being bred beside Penelope.

The hypnosis session over, Mr. Minchest brought his newest sow into the hidden stall in his office. He liked this one. She was his trophy. She could only be bred by him, and had won the highest milk producer 12 times in a row so far. He smiled, remembering how it all began exactly one year ago.