No - Especially with midnight intruders

Your beloved rancher gives you a pat on the head before heading out of your stall. A couple of minutes later and the lights flicker off, signaling the end of a days work. You try to readjust and reposition to get in a comfortable disposition for the night. Each time you move, the pain in your right buttock flares, a constant reminder that you are, and always will be, a Minchest Hucow. ’What’s happened to me?’ you can’t help but ponder. You were once a smart, respectable, young woman with her whole life ahead of her. Now you’re nothing but a dumb cow, whimpering for cock and milking. ’Cock…’ Just the mention makes you feel how empty you feel with an empty, not-currently-being-violated snatch. ’But not for long…’ you think as you remember your cowboy’s words…

“Tomorrow you can meet the bulls!”

You settle into a comfortable position and drift to sleep thinking about the wonders tomorrow will hold for you.

You are pulled back to the world of the living as you feel something sliding through your lips. Detecting the comforting phallic shape, you begin to idly suck on the dildo as you look around at what’s happening. A man crouches over you, tightening the dildo-gag around your head. He then bends down lower, and using a strong pair of metal cutters severs the clapper of your bell. A leash is quickly tied around your collar and he tugs you to your feet. Although it’s almost entirely dark, you can make out a couple other people gathering a few cows. After they have accumulated about 15-20 fellow cows, they begin to tug on the leashes, pulling you and the other cows along. You dumbly suck on your phallus and fall into line behind them as they lead you through the facility to the back. As they lead you outside, you feel the cool wind on your bare flesh and it sends an electrifying jolt down your spine as your nipples harden.

A large semi is parked haphazardly, and you can see inside a wide variety of equipment, devices, boxes, tools, and loads else of whatnot. One by one, cows are let off their leash to follow inside the truck. You start spacing off at the beauty of the night with a cock in your mouth that you don’t notice you were supposed to go until you feel a merciless kick to your twat. Snapped back to reality, you quickly scamper into the truck with the other cows and the mess of supplies. Once all the cows are loaded up, they close up the back of the truck and you hear the rhythm of the engine purring as the truck takes off. Although it’s a little hot and cramped, the ad hoc air holes sawed into the top of the truck allow some air flow, and you fall asleep with a lovely dildo in your mouth and the gentle vibrations of the truck on the road, despite your sore cunt.