Chapter 1

The Dairy is about young girl enslaved to become a cow and milked as a animal.

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

medieval 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

dildo. 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.