Sore.

The aftershocks still feel better than a weeks worth of sex, but the aching is still not pleasant. Bodies are not meant to cum so hard that they almost snap into a million pieces. I'm sure that some girl out there might very well enjoy the sensation, but I didn't and I'm still not.

Once I'm sure I'm not dreaming, the first thing I try to do is look around, but my head is bound in place. On either side are two rubbery things that make it impossible to move my head right or left. Over my eyes is some sort of blindfold. It's not attached to my face, so it's probably attached to whatever cruel device I'm hooked up to. My arms and legs are bound at my wrists and ankles. Under me is nothing but what feels like cold hard steel.

When I squirm a little more I realize just how well I can feel the steel against me. I'm also apparently naked as I am helpless. Just incase the bonds are at all mechanical I start to spark, but as soon as I do a jolt of pain shudders it's way through my body and every moment I stay sparked up it gets harder and harder to breathe, vision feeling fuzzy even if all I can see is black…

When I stop, the pain stops, and my throat feels like it's not being choked by a curling finger. "Good, I'm glad you can take a hint. Don't do that again or the effects will be much worse." That voice is familiar, and not being dazed it's much easier to recognize. I can remember who she is, even if the crappy name that she gave me (that was likely an alias anyway) escapes me. That stupid blonde doctor that gave me the yummy drink is definitely not my friend. I think from now on, working mind or not, I'm going to trust my intuition.

In a flash, I realize that there's one thing far more worrying than this situation. "What the hell did you do to Jade?!" Whatever they want with me, I can handle. Them messing with Jade is an entirely different story. I'll send sparks in every direction I can if I have to just to get some answers.

"We had the Domina deal with her. Best for all involved if Jade doesn't disappear. As it is, Jade has been made unable to find you here, though she might still try. Irrelevant either way. They may have gotten you out of our other facility, but we weren't prepared then. If any of your delightfully super friends decide to drop in we have things ready for them…"

Great. The Domina was helping with this. Why would she help them? She hadn't sounded especially taken with them… Why doesn't she take me herself? She could have. I know she could have. Right now though, asking more questions feels dangerous.

I still have no clue how that pain reached me after I sparked. I'd rather not be in horrible pain if I can help it. If all of my wits are choked out of me I won't be able to formulate a plan for escape…

"From what I've heard, you're a very talkative woman… I feel honored that I would be the exception to this rule. Since you're been so cooperative, I'll do this as quickly and gently as I can, and even fill you in on a few juicy little details…" She's so close, but I can't see her. It's driving me insane just how helpless I feel with my hearing dampened, my body trapped, and my eyes covered.

"Thank you…?" I'm not sure if this is a good thing or a bad thing. If I try to spark up again at an inopportune time… No doubt in addition to whatever shot that pain through me, that woman is wearing at least those gloves. If I tried to fire off a spark in her direction, this will only hurt worse.

I thrash, but only enough to feel that my body is stuck and so is my head. "Of course, you had to try. Forgiven, of course… I could tell you more about your future self, if you would like? Please do stay still, or this will only hurt worse than it already has to." I suck in a sharp breath of air and try to arch back against the table as best I can to make sure that I won't move. It reminds me of pushing my feet hard as I could to the seat of a rollercoaster.

I always hated roller coasters.

"Well, uhm, I don't think I'll turn out like her now so I guess alternate future self would be more appropriate… and we're not very close. Tell me if you'd like though and -aaah!" One second I'm feeling nothing, and the next second things - metal things - cool, cold, uncomfortable metal things - are forcing their way inside of my nipples! It feels like they're made just right to be able to push their way in, and it feels beyond painful as my nipples tighten around the small metal… things.

The ache gets worse and worse the more my nipples tighten, but the metal (wires?) keep pushing. It's so hard not to scream and shudder, but that would only make this hurt worse and it already feels so uncomfortable, so…

Slowly the wires, yes, they have to be wires, start to warm, and somehow feel softer inside of me and the pain melts away. A single tear from the pain slides it's way down my cheek and I feel so ashamed. This must only be the beginning of the procedure, and already I'm crying like some little girl, not like an Agent of Chronos, and definitely not like a heroine.

Warm gloved fingers rub my nipples and I gasp sharply at the feeling of my taut flesh being pressed against the wire inside. "Nnn… S-stop that! What're you doing to me?!" I try to flail again, but as soon as I try to move two strong shocks of something sizzle in through those wires.

The feeling is enough to make me feel infinitely nauseous and all I can do is shudder so much I barely move before falling limp. "Oh, I should have told you, the pain you felt earlier was from the wires inserted through the base of your scalp. When they registered that you were trying to use your power, they sent a very soft jolt of pain carefully calibrated… This new set is not so carefully calibrated. Trust me, the easier you make this, the better it is… and would you like to hear about our Domina Argenti? Something to distract you?"

I don't want to speak, not when my voice feels so hoarse and raspy. It might come out with all of the fear and dread that I'm feeling, and I don't want that. This reminds me far too much of what Jade mentioned with Mind Bore…

"S-sure… nnn… Whatever helps you sleep at night… Uhn!" As if to force an exclamation mark from my lips, as soon as my sentence is over a dildo thrusts it's way inside of me. Fear can be arousing, but I'd like to hope that the only reason it was able to slide in so deeply so easily is the orgasm I'm still reeling from.

"What helps me sleep at night, is a super with near infinite stamina and an infinitely obedient brain. You are a very, very attractive stock… but that's all you are. Livestock. Midas City is swarming with supers, and people will pay a lot to have a super slave…" Goddess, she's like if The Lady were actually as cruel as Jade must have thought that she is… but isn't she? Subverting innocent womens' minds… "But anyway, the reason we had your brain so perfectly mapped, is because the Domina's was already thoroughly examined…"

The dildo shakes for only a moment before it starts to pulse, not vibrate, but pulse… warm, hot, tender pulses so deep inside… It feels like having an ocean of warmth inside of me, waves flowing all over me from the inside out, glazing and coating and…

This situation is scary! No! This isn't supposed to feel good! "Y-you… the Domina's… mmm-miiind…?" My lips keep quivering as that warmth keeps melting everywhere and it's so hard not to revel in it, to just give into it and let out a melting groan, thighs quivering as the feeling dulls the soreness… but I can't give up. Not yet. I'm not that weak. I'm not that pitiful, I'm not that helpless!

"We have a strict policy. The client is not to interfere. When she broke this policy and stepped in at the facility she voided the clause in our contract that kept her from being a victim. We would sell you together, but the treatment you're getting now… Well, once we're done, hoping for more money out of you would be foolish. A matched set would be too expensive to actually sell in open auction…"

The wires in my nipples twitch and it sends a shudder down my spine… or maybe the shudder down my spine has something to do with the other wires… "H-h-how did you…" The dildo keeps glowing, pulsing, and trying to melt me away but I bite my lip and I'm just barely able to focus. Talking around my lip is hard, but I can manage. "Get her…?"

"We invited her to our… conference center, and offered her your old costume as an offering for our earlier favor. After she slipped on the gloves, Caress confronted her. Thanks to Whisper, the Domina was absolutely sure that those gloves were her old gloves, and that she should fire off volley after volley…"

"Y-youuuu made her spark herself!" It feels like my words are shocked out of my body as the pulsing begins to change from melting to a feeling of faint electricity coursing out and into me, over me… It feels better than even that sun did, or Caress's fingers, or Aura's scent, or… "N-no! Stop doing this! I won't-nn!" I try to make a spark fire out from my fingertip, but the pain courses into me from all over my body, and especially from my nipples. It's so much harder to resist the electric pulsing the dildo is generating…

"Yes, we did make her spark herself senseless. It was very entertaining, though we needed to mop… And Silver, please, don't be foolish. I already warned you about trying that…" She coos out her words, and they almost feel gentle, maybe even almost tender. A gloved hand caresses my cheek, and then I hear several clicks of various buttons and knobs sliding into place. "There… We're ready to begin the augmentation."

Augmentation?! It's not as if I need a boob job. As much as I'm not satisfied with them, I have beautiful breasts. They don't need to be augmented! "Stop… please… and… nnn!" The dildos pulses start to grow quicker and quicker, closer and closer together in a way that feels warmer than the sun and cooler than ice all at once, sizzling, crystallizing, hot with pure warm bliss… "Sttttop!"

The woman lets out an exhausted sigh and more buttons begin to click. "Silver, I don't think I'll be doing that. Really. You're just acting foolish. If I gave a damn, wouldn't I have already stopped by now?" Her voice sounds somehow sickly sweet, and something about it makes me think of that drink…

What is this augmentation? I've never heard of any sort of breast enhancement being done like this, and certainly never requiring a dildo that feels like puuuure elemental bliss with each tender shockwave and pulse… The warmth feels like it's melting me, and the cold feels like it's freezing me into something new, something melted and sopping. It's beyond arousing, beyond distracting, makes it so hard to think…

Did she ask me some sort of… question?

I… Don't know… "Good… and now…" A loud, thundering click resonates over my body, and the wires in my nipples start to… drip? Some sort of liquid inside of them, concentrated, hotter than the heat below sears into me, but it doesn't burn, it just coats, glazes, and melts over the inside of my breasts, as if… as if it's tracing veins, or… some sort of path. It's not just melting in though, it's… collecting…?

The fluid doesn't stop, but it doesn't feel quite like fluid anymore… it feels like… thick cream, hot, thick, cream… Sizzling, tingling, burning it's way inside, settling, gathering… Something in my head tingles, wires moving against my scalp, but it hardly matters…

Matters…? Matter! Important… "Nnn…o?" I want to resist, but I don't even know what I'm resisting, and it feels like all of this is making love to my soul… and my mind.

"Silly girl… It must feel like bliss right now, and yet you would resist? Hmph, maybe you are more than just a pretty piece of Sapphicaly silver candy…" I don't know if I understand all of her pretty words, but her voice sounds nice, and Sapphic, whatever that means… sounds yummy… "Mmm, now, for the next step…"

More loud button clicks… They're so loud they feel like they're clicking inside of my brain. My breasts are starting to feel swollen, or not swollen, but full, heavy, and the wires barely feel like they have any room. It hurts, but it feels nice, too…

Slowly, the liquid stops, and some of it flows down over my nipples like hot lava down the side of hard, hard volcanoes. It sizzles, tingles, and tears the moan out of my throat even though something still feels wrong, something I need to resist, something I need to escape, something, something… something! The wires slowly start to come out, and it stings as the last of them is pulled out, but it feels really nice!

Gloved hands slowly caress and knead over my breasts, and it makes me moan even if it feels so bizarre. The cream is still inside of me, but it feels like if she squeezes too much it'll come squirting back out again… "Excellent… You really do have a beautiful body, Silver. Exquisite in so many ways."

"Th-aaaanks!" Before I can even finish speaking, the dildo is pulled out, and though the sensation feels nice, the pretty feelings go with it. All of those sweet, warm, cool feelings leave, but at least it's easier to think…

Think…? Think, I should probably think about what just happened, but… "What the hell did you do to meeee?!" The gloved hands grasp my nipples and twist firmly and quick. A scream tears out of my throat and it's impossible not to arch out and quiver. The cream still just inside of my nipples, till warm but cooling sizzles inside of me and feels like it's tingling every little nerve.

"It's very simple, Silver. But it'll all become a lot more clear after you watch our little… instructional video." Another loud click, and the visor in front of my eyes lights up. Swirling blues and greens, yellows and reds start to swirl over my vision…

"No! No, you can fill up my breasts with whatever you want, and you can stick wires into my brain, but I won't let you do this!" I close my eyes tightly as I can. They won't get into my brain, they won't! They won't explain whatever the hell they did to me… It's bad enough that they plan to auction me off! What kind of people could auction off supers for a living and not feel bad about it?! I was trying to make the city a better place, even if some of the time I was showing them how The Lady could make their lives a better experience…

Wet, slick sounds start to fill the air, as well as a very pleasant scent. "Fine… You want to play hard to trance?" The doctor's voice moans as the slick sound gets louder, quicker, and in a familiar rhythm that I can't quite place. "Then why not have another little taste?"

Taste? The only thing I've tasted lately was that drink, and it barely had a taste at all! "Wh-o!" Two of those gloved fingers, slick and wet, coat the inside of my lips and just barely rub over my tongue before I can manage to bite down. The hand is already far enough away by then, and I just get a burst of pain up along my jaw.

The slickness, it tastes familiar in a strange way that has no taste, but the consistency is definitely familiar. She just rubbed herself and stuck her fingers into my mouth! There's something very degrading about that, but at the same time a dirty little part of me sizzles.

"What the hell do you think making me taste you is going to do? Really? Want to open up my eyes?" I try not to, but my tongue keeps swirling around and it's easier and easier to taste her most intimate flavor. It doesn't taste like any woman I've ever been with before, it tastes like… like… sugar water…

Something about it feels like caffeine. It's like something is rushing through my blood and filling me to the brim with energy and pep and excited tingles - and not all the aroused kind. Just like before my eyes tingle, and it feels like waking up, my eyes want to open up so badly so that I can greet the day! I want to go run a mile with my eyes so wide open that my eyelids feel like they're getting a work out! They start to slide open on their own… and the colors swarm over my vision. "N-no! I can't close my eyes!"

"Exactly… See, the other members of the Slut Squad? Natural born supers, the whole lot of them. My power, came out of a science experiment gone wrong. Now a little taste of me makes a girl hyper focused on anything put in front of her, especially if it's meant to ensnare them. Glimmer's sun did melt away your resistance, but drinking a glass laced with my essence did not help things…"

I should still be able to close my eyes! This is just so… strange. The lights, colors, in their strange pretty patterns, feel like waves being massaged over my eyes, past them, right into my mind. I don't know why she can't just use the wires already inside of my head but this… I really could get used to this. My eyes feel so wide that they might burst, but they're far too focused on those pretty lights to do a silly thing like burst. The patterns keep moving, twirling, twisting, and shifting in the most erotic ways I've ever seen lights move.

The yellow almost feels like it's rubbing over my scalp, the blue like it's caressing just beside my eyes, the greens like little tingles along the insides of my thighs and the reds… the reds are the most important… they feel like words, like meaning…

Time slips away from me, and I could hardly care less.

"Come on my pretty silver girl… time to wake up!" My eyes flutter and twitch, trying to open up even though they've been open for so long. They feel so scratchy and dry, but I can't quite think of why. It doesn't feel important, not at all as important as the swelling sensation in my chest.

Unfamiliar as the voice is, it's a very pretty, very feminine voice. I'd love to just nuzzle and arch up against that voice for hours and hours… "Good girl! That's a good girl. How are you feeling?" My mind feels so slow, but everything else feels really nice… well, the itching in my breasts doesn't feel really good, but that's okay.

I'm on all fours, and I don't know how I got here, but that doesn't really matter. Something nice and soft is underneath me, and the pretty voice is the voice of the pretty freckled red haired woman in red plaid, work jeans, and boots. She's holding out a metal pail that for some reason looks very, very familiar. I try to stop swaying, readjusting myself just a little. I feel way too stupid to ask all of the whys I want to ask… "Feeling all heavy and dumb…"

"Awww… See, that's what happens if you aren't milked often enough. You remember how to talk. Poor cow…" She moves the pail under my chest and in a swift motion opens a strap on my costume, and my so heavy breasts fall free aching so painfully. My nipples feel like they're on fire! "Felling like you need a release?"

"Uuhn!" I groan and almost fall over at the feeling of the extra weight, whimpering and trying to look up to see her better before nodding. This is sorta scary! "Uh-huh! Too heavy! Uuuhn… It hurts!

She nods and her hand starts to rub and caress along my neck. It feels so smooth and so calm, stroking my cheek so sweetly… "It's okay girl, it's okay… shhh…" She bends down closer and her hands pull back, and start to caress over my breasts. "Oh yes… It's been too long…" Her fingers close around one of my nipples and pull. Something warm and hick starts to come out and it feels hot, so hot… "See, far too much in you right now…"

It feels so good, and I arch hard into the touching, looking down and watching all of the pink as it starts to come out… How long since the last time this happened? I don't even know, I just know it's been way too long. I moan in thanks as I squirm, arch and shudder at the sweet feeling.

"Feels nice, hmmm? I know… That's a good girl… Good girl…" My finger nails are painted a horrible black color… makes my hands look like hooves. Her fingers grab both of my nipples just right and start to pull, rhythmically, one, then the other, and it feels so damned good as it all squirts out into the pail, sizzling feeling oh so hot and good as it comes out.

I just arch and nod, arch and nod and let it all squirt out, wiggling, moaning and watching it… It feels so good to be milked! "Feels sooooo good!" I don't know how long words'll make sense, but she needs to know just how good it feels…

"Shh, shhh now…" Her hand reaches up, I don't know which, and flicks the heavy bell hanging from around my neck… Something about it makes me want to just roll my eyes and moan, paw at the ground and quiver, just feeling soooo good… Then she starts pumping again, squirting all of my brains out, and my breasts start to feel lighter and lighter, better and better.

I love the sound of that bell… My lips twist into a lazy smile and it feels so nice to just moan and feel my tits milked. A girl with black painted nails and black painted lips (mine must be black too!) on all fours walks along, eyes looking so pretty and dumb. She moos out as she walks along, looking back and forth with slow stupid turns of her head, and her full breasts look so yummy still covered up and held tight against her body.

The pretty girl's fingers keep pulling at my nipples, pulling, yanking and it just feels so perfect. I just want to be milked forever! The bucket starts to overflow, but she just switches it with another pail before yanking my left nipple extra hard and the pink squirts into the bucket with a loud ringing sound that makes me think of the hot bell.

"Good girl… such a good girl…" That new bucket starts to fill up as she strokes my face, and it feels so nice. All of my thoughts are coming from my breasts, and they keep coming so much slower now. I nuzzle into her hand and moan again, arching more into the feelings… Soon I probably won't be able to think very well until they start to fill up again…

Her other hand moves back again, grasping both at once, pulling, stretching, squirting… and then soon it's all done, all gone… "Mmm, doesn't it feel nice not to be so full?" I quiver at the feeling and nod before just staring at the ground, feeling so nice and so empty titted. "That's a good girl… good girl…" She pets over my side and then reaches down into the bucker, fingers must be dripping with pink goo, and then rubs it over my bare silver breasts, coating, and it feels so warm and nice, tingling, satisfying…

"Good girl…" She presses a finger into my mouth as she runs more of the goo over me… The pink goo tastes so warm and creamy and… The bell rings again loudly and I moan, arching and quivering at the feeling, it feels so nice. The pretty girl picks up the buckets and starts to walk away, leaving me here with nice empty tits hanging loose.

The grass under me feels so nice and smells so sweet. Just smelling it makes my fingers and toes and knees tingle. Some of the other girls are mooing and chewing on it, and all of their eyes look so happy and so pretty…

I have to try some of it! Wiggling with the sheer bliss of the scent I lean down and start to chew on some of the grass… It feels so nice on my lips, on my tongue. It's really chewy, and swallowing it wouldn't be fun, but chewing it feels really blissful, almost like being milked. I could just chew on this all day, moaning and chewing…

Somewhere off in the distance a big bell starts to ring… The other girls are looking up towards it and making soft happy sounds before they start to trod off that way. Bells always feel so good, and I start to make the same sounds as the rest of them as I fallow along, chewing on some of the yummy grass as I go.

Before long we're all lined up along a big trough, with plenty of room for all of us. The pretty red haired girl from before comes out, grinning. "Is everyone hungry?" A bunch of slow moos answer her quick as she asks. I moo out along with the rest of them and look up hopefully as I can. I'm so hungry! Food sounds like it could be just so great, and I'm sure whatever it is… I spit out the grass onto the ground and moo out louder.

"Good!" The pretty girl smiles and starts to empty the milk pails into the trough. Surprisingly quickly it's all filled up with the warm goopy pink liquid that smells so sweet and slick, and brings hot images of nipples squirting hot milk to mind… "Dig in!"

I just love all of the images that the smell alone gives, and lean down to start eating it up, slurping. It feels so nice, so slick and thick and creamy. Just barely, something about this feels like it's coming into focus… A row of dumb girls, dumb and cowed, drinking each other's brains… But drinking makes my nipples ache too much to think about it, just makes me want to slurp and suck up as much of it as I possibly can!

Soon it's all lapped up, and all of us start mooing for more. The pretty girl just shrugs. "Sorry! All gone… Lots of grass for you to graze on though!" Without a word, she just walks off again…

Awww… I really wanted more, too… Oh well! I moo a little more before reaching back down to chew on some more grass, walking along, stepping along and lightly bumping into some of my cow sisters. All of us seem so pleasantly out of it and I know I feel like it too… Chewing on the grass makes me feel sort of sleepy, and that feels very nice, chew, chew, chew…

I mooingly sigh before wiggling and falling over onto the grass, curling up and chewing just a little bit to savor that taste as I melt away into sleepy land…

"How is my favorite silver skinned bessie doing ?" Chew, chew… Eyes are really heavy, but slowly opening… My breasts feel so much heavier than when I went to sleep, but not painful again… I sigh out a moo and look up at her, wondering just how quick I fill up. Either way, I smile big as I can for her. "Come on bessie, you're going to the show floor tonight." She pulls a leash out of somewhere and puts it around my neck, ringing my bell as she does…

My whole body tenses and quivers as I groan and roll up my eyes, grabbing at the grass before she starts to tug, and I walk along with her. Show floor…? I wonder what that is. Tiredly I follow along, mooing pleasantly.

She just pulls me along, to a strange blue wall. It's weird, the light had felt like nice warm sun, but apparently we're inside. She leads me down some halls, a lot of halls, and soon we're in front of a door. Things smell strange, and my breasts are so heavy… But thinking isn't a problem, not when each couple of steps makes the bell ring. That always makes my eyes roll, body shudder… It can only get better from here.

We keep going till eventually we get through a door way, and somewhere above us a light turns green. There's a large room wit soft carpet, a table, and screens all around with words and letters and numbers all over… It's way too complex for me, but there's a bucket on the table, and I know what that means! Milking!

That'll feel like bliss! I hate it when my tits start to feel swollen. I follow along and look around the room. It's a boring room, and I really don't understand what all of those screens are about. I just want to be milked, I like it when the pink comes out… Just thinking about it makes me shudder.

"Up on the table, girl!" She pats the table and smiles, though for some reason it seems like a mean smile. "Gotta show the people how pretty a cow you are, so they'll pay lots for your silver ass." The heaviness means I can think a little better, and so I wiggle my butt in a half sad sort of way before I move to sit up on the table. I don't like it when people are mean!

As soon as I'm up she reaches over and rings the bell loud and its hard not to groan and arch. Shuddering goes without saying. "See, this is one silver cow. Mind tethered and empty, moo for the people, and keep that back straight." She pushes in on my stomach to try and make me sit straight up, but it's so hard with my breasts so full and heavy! I moo out pitifully and squirm, tits feeling so painfully full.

"Now, like any cow all her brains are in her udder tits." She jabs one of my brea-udder tits and they bump into each other, and the brains inside slosh hard enough for it to hurt. "So if you purchase her you have to remember to milk her regularly, and for best effect, make her drink her own brains. Nothing is more obedient than a cow with brains dripping out of the corner of her mouth and her tities…" She squeezes one of my nipples, just a little, just enough to get some of the pink into the bucket.

I feel so close to figuring something out with so much brains swelling up but… I press into the touch and moan, it feels nice even if it hurts. "And no tit brained cow can think with the taste of hot brain on her tongue." She squirts out some more and catches it in her palm, holding it up to my mouth. I stare at it, a hot bit of my brains…

Thinking is good, isn't it…?

But she obviously wants me to lick it up, so I lean forward and lap. It tastes so good, so hot, and it sizzles down my spine, making the bell ring. The bell ringing feels even better than it usually does! "And with a few simple triggers you can set it up for her to orgasm on command, or even be unable to have her brains squish out unless she's coming. Imagine how much she'll want to be pleased as her breasts get heavier and heavier, and she's soooo desperate…"

I whimper faintly and lap a little more, what little of it that makes sense sounds really hot. "Tit brain, sit." She smacks my ass and my legs buckle, making me fall forward to try and sit. The taste feels so good even still in my mouth as she starts to walk around me, gesturing at me, though I don't understand why.

"Good. Now, watch…" She pulls me up to sit up straight again and yanks on one of my nipples hard, and pink goes everywhere. It feels so hot, so perfect, so damned good! "And now… tit cow: squirt lock." The words make me shake and shudder, and when she yanks again, it's like… like… Something should happen, but it doesn't! It feels so infuriating, so frustrating, and with so much brains built up…

"Waz wron…?!"

"See? And now she can only make it happen by orgasming. Go on, make it happen cowy. Won't take much work, they're very sensitive… yank them until you feel all your juices running…"She moves my hands up to my breasts, and I can't resist the urge, whimpering, grasping and tugging over and over again as hard as I can! I need to come! I need to flow and be milked! It should be happening already!

I keep feeling closer, and closer, brains begging to flow… Just need to burst and then my brains get to gush, burst out, flow like orgasms from my breasts! "A full instruction booklet will come with purchase…"

"Ooooh!" I keep screaming until my voice twists into a moaning moo, brains gushing, squirming out as my juices burst and flow between my thighs fiercely. It feels so amazing, that hot brain cream, it's better than anything, squirting far, hitting everywhere… the numbers on the wall seem to like that, because they keep getting higher.

"So to the highest bidder, silver cow will go! Have some cud, silver cow." She holds out a piece of green gum and I moan as I reach forward with my mouth to start to chew. Cud, is that like grass…? It tastes even better than the grass though, it feels so calming, so instantly warm and blissful as the cream keeps running, juices keep flowing… "And anything you call cud will cause her to go into a relaxed euphoric state when she chews it."

It feels so nice to feel my brains and everything else just drip, flow, it's so relaxing and melty… "Bidding will go on for another half an hour. Tit cow will masturbate that whole time. Cunt cow." As soon as she speaks… I barely even notice it, but one of my hands slides down between my thighs and starts to rub, caress, feel inside… but that's hardly important, the chewing feels so much nicer, so much better…

The pretty redheaded girl walks off through some door, and the words, numbers, things keep on moving, changing, but it's way too confusing. The cud feels so nice and melty to chew on, and I feel so heavy and dumb, just like a good cow should, chew, chew, chew, fingers moving…

Ages later the girl comes back into the room. "All payments are final! I'm afraid Mind Bore won the auction. Congratulations Mind Bore, she'll be delivered soon!" She pulls my hand away from where it's working, which is just fine with me, nothing could bother me right now, and the screens all turn off. My bell rings and the leash starts to tug me away again…