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Title - The Dairy
This story is an erotic tale for adult entertainment only.  It contains
explicit sexual acts, bondage, slavery, bestiality.  If this is not
appealing to you or you are a minor, under 18 years old, please do not read
further.  This story is pure fantasy and has no reference to any real
person or act know to me.  The reader is warned to never try to imitate any
portion or aspect of this story.

   This story contains adult sexual material and should not be read by
anyone under 18 yrs old.  The Dairy is about young girl enslaved to become
a cow and milked as a animal.
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   The Dairy

   It started last year when I lost my baby.  I was 8 months pregnant when
I miscarried.  I already agreed to give up my child as I was too young and
broke.  All my bills were being paid for by the parents to be.

   After the hospital released me I lost my apartment.  I slept in a
shelter for girls for one night.  The next morning the woman in charge told
me that I could donate my milk and earn some money but I would have to do
it right now while my breasts were ripe.

   I am large breasted, a 36 DD, more since being pregnant.  I called the
number on the card and a woman in here forties came to get me.  I started
to ask a lot of question about how it works but she said when we get there
all you questions will be answered.  I was hungry.  She said lunch will be
waiting.  I decided to be quiet and wait.

   We drove for about an hour out of the city to a ranch.  When we got
there I was greeted by Dr.  Russell.  Dr.  Russell was wearing a doctors
coat.  She was pretty and large breasted like me.  She led me into a dining
hall where lunch was served.  It was a great meal.  The first really good
one in days.

   Afterwards a nurse took me to a examine room and asked me to wait for
the doctor.  It was a regular examining room like OB used.  A chair with
stirrups etc.  A few minutes later Dr.  Russell came in.  She explained
that many women cannot give milk to there newborns and some children are
allergic to food until they get older so there is a need for donated milk
from other mothers.  This made a lot of sense to me.  She further explained
that I would receive room and board at the ranch while I was donating my
milk.  This sounded great, I had no place to go and did not want to end up
on the street.  The Doctor opened a file and asked me a lot of health
questions.  She seemed to be happy with my answers.  I was asked to sign
some legal papers which were in fine print.  I signed what ever they asked
for.

   Then she asked me to disrobe for a examination.  I still looked pregnant
with swelling breasts.  She measured my breast in a strange way.  She gave
me a shot to keep me lactating.

   I was assigned a room and given some new clothes.  The dress was strange
as it had two sippers in front.  One was up and down like usual but the
other was under the breasts horizontally.  It looked like it was made to
open up so I could give milk.  A nurse came in with a special drink.  She
said it was a vitamin mix.  I stayed in my room for the rest of the day
watched TV and took a nap.  The nurse had asked me not to roam around and
that I would get a tour tomorrow.

   In the morning I had a great breakfast another vitamin mix and shot.  My
breast were getting sore again.  They gave me a special bra that help
support me.

   After lunch I was taken to what they called the donation center.  There
were several other women there we were to lay on the table.  We were all
told that we would be tested for a donation and that we were to receive
another shot and that it may make us sleepy.  I was taken from there into
another room.  I was very sleepy and tried to stay awake.  I could not move
or talk.  They picked me up and laid me on my stomach.  The table had large
rubber rings that my breast fit into.  They strapped me down so even if I
could move I wouldn't be able too.  I heard a pop pop noise.  It was a
pump. The rubber rings were inflating and squeezing my already sore
breasts. They would pump up then release every few minutes.  I fell asleep.

   I woke up in my room.  My breast were sore.  The nurse came in and told
me I was accepted to give milk.  I was happy.  I asked her if my breast
would always be so sore.  She said that it will get better once I was fully
lactating.  We went to breakfast where I got my usual vitamins and shot. 
So far everybody was really nice to me and I was happy to do something
good.

   I had been there three days now when everything went bad.  The next
morning after breakfast they took me to the same room where I was given
some sleeping drugs again.  They had said they needed more tests so I
complied.  This time as I lost the ability to move or say anything.  They
tied my hands together over my head.  They rolled in a rack.  It was tall.
They picked me up and locked my hands into the top of the rack and my feet
to the bottom so I hung there limp.  They cut off my dress, bra and
panties. I was rolled out of the room down the hall.  I could see everybody
looking at me but not paying much attention.  It was like a dream but it
seemed too real.

   They took me out to a large room where there was a lot of equipment. 
Suddenly I was being hosed off and being brushed down with some solution
like soap.  I was fitted with some type of metal contraption around my
chest.  It was like a stainless steel bra that went around my back under my
breast then circled each breast and went over my shoulders.  It also had a
waist strap that was tightly secured around the small of my waist and
connected to the bottoms of the bra strap.  My breast were not supported by
this metal mechanism.  I tried so speak but nothing came out.  Fear was
raging though me as I was helpless to stop what was happening to me.

   A woman came up to me and said "your contribution will be appreciated".
She smiled and started squeezing my breasts.  Her other hand reached down
to my clit where she started to play with me.  I could feel everything but
could not move.  All I could do was watch as my mind raced with feelings
sexual feelings.  She leaned in to suck on my left nipple first which was
erect and swollen.  I could feel her warm tongue as she sucked both
breasts. She stepped back and said "you taste good, we will get a lot of
milk from you".  She yelled to someone "she's ready".

   They came over and took me off the rack and put me on a strange table.
The metal bra hooked up to the table.  It allowed my already swollen breast
to hang.  My head and hands were captured in what could be described as a
midevel rack.  My head brace had some padding around my neck.  It held my
head so I was looking at the floor.  I was not completely flat.  My legs
were positioned like I was on my knees with my ass sticking out.

   The drugs were starting to wear off and I could feel myself trying to
move.  I couldn't say anything that made any sense.  Finally I was fully
awake and screaming to let me out.  That woman who sucked on my tits came
over and whacked my ass and said "shut up, no one will help you".  She said
"she was my milk maid and I was to do as she said".  She said "it was time
to brand me".  I screamed as my ass was on fire.  The pain was incredible
as I smell my burned flesh.  I cried for a long time.

   Later she came back.  She sat down on a low stool and started to massage
my breasts.  She washed them and then put that rubber ring around my
breasts.  I could see some clear tubing leading to a pipe on the wall.  The
rubber pumped up like before.  I was so sore, my chest was aching like
never before.  I could see the clear tubing filling with milk as these
rubber rings inflated and deflated.  It went on for 10 minutes.  I could do
nothing, I was a prisoner of the contraption.  I started to scream again,
it was met with a swift spank on my ass.  She said" if want scream again I
will spank you on the other side where your skin is bright red from the
brand".  I closed my eyes and quietly cried.

   I think I have been in the contraption for a couple hours when my milk
maid came back with some food.  She loosed my head brace and placed a bowl
of what looked like oatmeal under my mouth and said "eat".  I was starving
so with great difficulty I ate with my tongue.  She gave me a straw so I
could drink as much as I wanted.  It tasted like Gatorade.  All the sudden
the rubber rings were squeezing me again.  This time it last about an hour.
Every three hours or so I was milked.  I was left alone for several hours.
I screamed for help as I need to pee.  Finally I let go and peed on the
floor.

   My milk made came back after dark and took off the rubber rings.  I was
so sore.  I could see my swollen breasts hanging there.  My nipples were
almost a inch long and thick as ink marker.  She hosed me off and brushed
my ass.  The brush felt good as she was playing with my ass and pussy. 
Just as she could see me begin to come she stooped, laughed and walked
away. She turned off the lights and left for the night.

   The next morning I was awakened by a dog barking.  It was a female
collie about 3 months old.  The puppy came over to me sniffing me, I was
naked and helpless.  It smelled my ass.  I could feel it breathing as it
investigated my ass and pussy.  I called to her and she came around to my
face but just as she was going to lick my face she smelled my wet nipples
as they were leaking.  I could not move as the dog started to lick my
nipples.  The sensation was amazing as my nerves were already raw, the warm
tongue of the dog sent shivers down my body.  I could feel the dogs teeth
but she did not bite me, instead she furiously licked me.

   Snap, the door opened and the dog ran off.  The milk maid came in and
saw the dog.  She said, "I see you met Lacy".  Yes, she's a quite puppy.  I
begged her to let me out.  She said "you signed a contract to provide milk
and we always honor our contracts, we have orders to fill".  I told her I
didn't think I was to become a cow!  She said you should of read the
contract.  She got the hose out again and washed me down like before and
teased my pussy again.  She was having fun torturing me.

   I got another shot and was fed from a bowl again.  I was helpless as she
massaged my breasts and put the rubber milkier back on.  I could see that
my breast were bigger and hung down more than yesterday.  The word sore
can't explain how they felt.  The pump started again.  It was on for at
least two hours before it stooped.  The pain had subsided as I emptied of
milk.  The milk maid insisted I drink more and swatted me if I didn't.

   Every Three hours I was pumped for milk.  I was washed and fed like a
animal for days.  When she washed me she teased me first with the brush
than her fingers on my clit.  She never let me come.

   One morning she said that I need some special stimulation.  She washed
me down as usual but this time she opened a package containing a large
dildoe.  She worked it into me bringing me to orgasm over and over.  She
worked in my ass and back into my pussy.  I was spent in every way.

   The pump was relentless.  My breasts have doubled in size.  The pain
either was not a bad or I became used to it.

   Every night Lacy came to visit me.  Other than being washed and brushed
down the only other stimulation I has was Lacey's warm tongue licking me.
She worked me for than a hour lapping up my milk sucking and tugging on me.

   One day the power went out.  There was a storm, it must of knocked out
the wires.  For hours the power was out.  The milk maid never came in to
hook me up.  I was huge as my body was used to being milked.  I started to
drip when Lacy came in again.  She found me quickly in the dark and licked
me for a hour or so.  For some reason she saw me moving my hands and
started chewing on the rope that held the block closed over my hands and
neck.  She did it, the block was loose and with all my strength I lifted
myself out of the block.  I was so weak after being here for more than a
week without moving.  I was fed well but my mussels were weak.  I reached
back and undid the straps that held my chest to the table.  For the first
time touched my large breasts.  I got my legs undone.  I was free.  Barely
able to walk I found a bolt cutter to remove the steel bra.  It was large
and it took me a while to put my weight on it to cut the steel straps.

   Finally I could leave.  I looked for something to wear and found a mans
jumpsuit in a closet.  I took Lacy with me and left fleeing thought the
trees.

   I still have Lacy as I have made a mint in the adult movie industry with
my enormous breasts.


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