A hucow on her four fixed on the table for more convenient access. He kneeled legs are spreaded and open a good view to her flowing cunt and ass.
A big vibrating bauble plugs her slit. It’s fixed with rope, so she can’t spit it out with contracting vaginal muscles on comes. Another vibrating toy is fixed to her clit. Her owner says that milk of coming hucows is more delicious. So she is forced to come already twenty minutes, since an enema’s procedure started.
There is a tube lead from douche-bag up to her asshole. The asshole is safe plagued with special inflatable bung. It has been blown large and hurts her shithole. And on the same time her asschute is filled up with liquid. Her owner decided she needs an extra liquid for better milk yield and to shut out a dehydration of his hucow. She was getting into her inside the second liter of water. Water is warm but it overblows her belly. It cause her pain. But to onlookers (if there were any) she looks like preggers with her round bump.
But her wallopies are even bigger then her overblown belly. It can’t be called “breast” any more… Large rough purple-brown dugs hang down from two huge bags filled with something hard. It used to be breast once. Now it was of blue-red color and abnormal size and shape. It became an udder of real hucow. She was waiting for milking and bellowing very alike a real cow. Trickles of milk are flowing from her dugs.
Her mouth is fixed open. She can’t control salivating and spittle is draining along her neck and udder dripping from her chin and dugs. There was a leather collar with a bell around her neck. Each her movement was attended with jingle.
She heard steps. Her Master came it means she will milked soon. He gives taps on her belly:
- A good girl. You have a nice bump. Are you throwing soon again? A nice cow.
He tried to squeeze her udders milk streamed from it. But udders were too fulfilled with milk too hard to grope them. She can’t stand pain and starts crying.
- I’ll milk you now. I know you are eager to it. And what about your enema? – he patted her belly again. – Can you accept a litter more?
She scared and went quiet.
- I want you to choose… - she heard him smiling. – We can stop your enema procedure… but I’ll open your shithole and you’ll have to keep all water by yourself during milking time. Or I’ll leave this plug into your shithole but I’ll add to your enema a litter more and we’ll see if you can accept 3 litters of water… If you do prefer the alternative number one – to stop enema – moo onece, if you want to continue to fill up your shit-bags – number two – moo twice.

To be continued…