A full breakfast while you drain

Carter starts to walk away as all the heifers collate near him. He leads you through a gate into a building that stands out as a bit older looking than many of the other buildings. You happily trot behind him as he leads you and your herd inside. Your observational skills have certainly been abated, but you do notice a lot of metal bars forming a wall, as well as a big trough and some strange floor contraptions. Carter leads you all along the wall, every so often fastening a cow to an opening in the wall vis á vis her collar. Finally, he locks you into your spot and rubs your head. Carter then walks away, but fortunately, he soon returns, and begins filling every other trough compartment with water. He recedes once more, turning off the water, and returning with a large machine with a spout that emits a thick, dry, mixture into all the remaining trough divisions. You lower your head, smelling the tan oats. You lower your head and start to chew on the oats, crunching them up with your molars and swallowing. Your mouth getting dry, you switch over to drink some water. As you continue eating, you hear sudden moos from the cows next to you. Finally, Carter is with you once again.

“You’ll LOVE this part, JERSEY GIRL. Trust me.”

Carter gives you a wink before disappearing behind you.

schloop. schloop.

You feel suspension engaged over your teats. You know what that means! It’s finally time to be milked! You can’t wait to give your milk for Carter! You also feel Carter moving your folds around behind you and you feel disappointed, because the size of the item is rather small compared to what you’re used to.

You can’t help but to moo at the top of your lungs. Carter activated the switch, finally allowing your saturated udders to be drained at the same time that he turned on your toy, which gave you an intense vaginal shock. Carter rubs your hair as you lower your head back into your meal. The vibrator in your snatch buzzes rhythmically as the pumps drain your aching udders. You greedily eat and drink while the building pressure in your loins continues to augment. Feeling stuffed (with empty udders, too), you gently rock as you feel a looming orgasm, however, to your disquietude, the machine dies down and is stationary. You squirm, having been anticipating a massive high. Soon, Carter removes your pumps and vibrator, leading you out of the pen.

“Sorry to have to edge you like that, JERSEY GIRL. It’s nothing personal: we do it to all the girls before The Frame. We’re just priming you for the bulls.”

You and all the other cows walk behind him. He leads you out of the parlor back to the {s} veldt, until you approach a large, skeletal structure made of many criss-crossing iron bars.