Milking session

"It's a surprise !" She says with a big smile.

Sally grabs your hand and brings you inside joyfully, like she can't wait to show you something. You follow her with your bags, absolutely confused and look around you. Her house looks less luxurious, the furniture and even the wallpapers seems a little bit worn out. But it's still as spotless as usual, maybe even more.

As you go through the hallway to the living room, you see family pictures hanging on the wall. And to your shock, not just Sally have changed. Her mom also have now massive... breasts, and horns and a tail too !

When you get into the living room, Sally stops, makes a step to the side and says "Tadaaa !!" while showing you something with her hand wide open, like some TV hostess in thoses old shows.

And what you see is just some kind of reversed chair, with the padded back on a one foot tall table, and padded legs horizontal to the floor. The whole thing is elevated by the table and a bucket is waiting between the legs of the chair, half stuck in the table. You have no idea what it is... so you just frown with your mouth half open.

"What-What it is ?" You finally says.

Sally seems disappointed at your question.

"It's a milking chair ! What's up with you today ? I delayed my milking this morning so I could do it with you !" She tells you with an angry tone.

Holly crap... I'll have to milk her... I need to know what's going on...

"Hum, I'm sorry, sorry, I was so surprised, it came out wrong. Plus, I kind of need to use the bathroom, so it's hard to think straight." You try to explain.

She frowns at you in silence, for a moment.

"Don't take too long, my milkbags are starting to get really sore from the pressure." She finally tells you.

"Yes, yes of course..."

You leave your bags there and rush to the bathroom. Luckily it's still where it's supposed to be. You, then, close the door and take your phone.

With a quick search, you find out that there are now in the world women called hucow. They have been there for a long time and scientist are still searching for the missing link between them and humans. During history, they have been classified as second class citizen, if not basic beasts. Today their status is better, but still not great, they still can't work or vote for example. Hucow are only female and have to mate with human in order to have kids who are always hucow girls.

Spending a good five minutes gathering that much info, you decide to stop there. You have no idea what the fuck happened, but you are now and here with a hucow girlfriend... and you're not sure what to think about it.

Sally is waiting for you topless, her breasts - or milkbags like she call them - hanging heavily from her chest. They're venous and her nipples are as long and large as your thumb, pretty much like udders. She's blushing, but doesn't hide her beautiful globes of flesh.

"Are-are you ready ?" She says, for the first time not as confident as you always knew her.

But you're not in better state, you never milked anyone... or even anything...

"Hum, yes..." You just answer.

She then places her knees on the padded back of the reversed chair and her arms on the "legs," leaning enough for her milkbags to hang over the bucket. Her tail is waving frantically through her jeans by a hole, clearly made for it. You, then, notice that a chair have been placed in front of her. So, you go sitting there and lean slowly to extend your hands to her udders. Your face is really close from hers, you can smell the shampoo she has been using and feel her breath on your skin. When you look at her, she blushes and looks down.

"Don't worry... I... I'll tell you how to do it..." She hesitantly tells you.

"...ok"

"So grab my teat with your index and thumb and gently move down with your other fingers..." She starts to explain.

You do as she says and see a stream of milk going down the bucket. Sally immediately makes a heavy sight.

"Is it... is it good... ?" You asks scared to have made a mistake.

"No-no... It's okay... you're doing great... continue, please..." She answers with short breaths.

You continue, unsure at first but with more and more assurance. And with that, Sally's breath fasten and shorten, turning into soft moaning until you hear her first "Mooo."

Strangely that was sexy, but you ask her if she's OK.

"Yesss... Mooo... shit... I won't mooo... moOooOo... MoOOo !!"

She's now just mooing restlessly, not making any intelligible sentence.

After almost half an hour, her breasts have lost a third of their size and are way softer. Her teat are also now slightly longer and almost no milk comes out of it now. Sally has also stopped mooing and is just heavily breathing, almost panting.

She then lifts her head and kisses you deeply.

"It's okay now, I'm empty..." She says after breaking the kiss.