#stir

The 3 farmers, care for me to the extreme.

Dirty clothes removed.

My entire body thoroughly cleaned & shaved.

I’m embarrassed & unwilling to stop it.

They take their time putting on my large cowbell collar.

The heifer ears secured to my hair.

My mouth is opened wide to take on a gag just in time to hear to loud moan/scream escape from my throat as one of them pushes the bovine tail into my ass.

The slight discomfort has me wanting to crawl into a more private space.

They have no intentions of letting that happen.

I’m led on all fours through the field to the barn.

They help me to crawl onto the breeding platform, which gets raised to the appropriate height.

The each pull up a rolling stool: one on either side of me & one behind me.

All at once, 3 sets of hands were on my body.

More moans began to flow.

The two on either side of me took a shallow bowl of ice water & placed my teats in them.

Then began massaging, pinching, & tugging on them.

They elongated more & quicker than I ever imagined possible.

The 3rd spent this time gently caressing my rump.

Paying attention to every inch.

His fingers felt too far away from where I wanted them.

His teasing was working and before I knew it was back up to him & wiggling my dairier like I was in heat.

My face turned red as he allowed the humor to escape his mouth.

Fuck, I wanted his lips on me too.

Before I could go any further, two intense pulling feelings happened & my udders were hooked up to the milking machine.

I screamed at first, it was all my body could handle.

And I came.

By the time I had come down from the high, I realized the machine was still going, but they were just observing.

Fuck, why did they stop?!