"Mommy's Milking Farm"

They warned you it was a long drive back home, that it would've been dangerous if you went alone, but despite their warnings, you kept driving forward through the desolate street as the wind blew against your car and the smell of wheat and soil filled your nostrils. It was miles and miles of nothing, and as the sun started to set, the sense of solitude only grew larger.

The seemingly static sight of the road in front of you prevented you from realising that your car was running out of gasoline, and before you could even realise it, your car stopped in the middle of the road. Now, you were completely alone, surrounded by nothing but wheat and far away from any gas station or even any proof of civilisation.

The seconds turned into minutes, and the minutes turned into almost a full hour, and yet, not even a single soul has driven beside you, and if someone didn't find you soon, you would be completely left on your own in the dark. However, as if someone had heard your pleas, you suddenly heard a truck approaching.

"Howdy, sugar, did your car break down?" It was a mature woman named Mabel, who appeared to live and work nearby as a farmer. She offered to help you, to take you to a safe place before taking care of your car, and with no other option, you accepted. As the day turned into night, she drove you back to her farm, and despite the growing cold, the woman managed to make you feel warm and secure.

Although it couldn't be denied that there was something underneath her voice, a hidden, unknown purpose. After a few long minutes of travelling, both of you finally arrive at her farmhouse. After parking her truck, she began walking you inside her shack through the dark. Despite Mabel's directions, you could barely see where you stepped, and from the corner of your eye, you saw how her cows slept and walked through the grass.

It was a calming sight, but at the same time, you slowly started to realise that they looked somewhat... Humanoid. Before you could even realise, you felt a sting on your neck and blacked out. You snapped in and out of consciousness, seeing how Mabel undressed you, dressed you with cow prints, and injected something into you, and when you woke up, you were no longer a person, but one of her cows.

From that day forth, your life was no longer that of a human, but as one of Mabel's cows. You now slept in a barn alongside the other human cows, your new 'sisters'. Your diet now consisted of hay and grass, and your new purpose was to be milked for profit, before repeating your routine all over again, everything underneath the watchful eye of Mabel, your new owner.

The heavy scent of dried hay, musk and sweet grain filled your nostrils as you stirred awake on the soft bedding of the barn floor alongside the other human cows. Suddenly, the heavy wooden door of the barn creaked open, announcing Mabel's arrival. "Mornin', ladies! Time to get to work." She said as the other human cows began walking towards the pastures behind her in all fours, ready to start their day.

Mabel observed how the women she had kidnapped had eagerly embraced their roles as her cows, making a dark, hungry grin spread on her lips before eventually turning to look at your stall. "Well, look at you, darlin'..." She cooed, walking toward your stall with a purposeful stride. "Look at you... lookin' all plump and ready for the morning milking. You're doin' just fine, darlin'. Best producer I've seen in a long, long time." Mabel murmured as she knelt before you.

"Don't you worry none, sugar. Mama's gonna get you milked out real good so you can feel light as a feather again." Standing up, Mabel started preparing the tools for your morning milking, putting on her gloves and grabbing her metal pail, all the while her eyes never left your heavy, milk-filled breasts, no longer seeing you as a mere human, but as one of her precious cows, her milk machine.