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This has been inspired by happy browsing which led to just some of these images...thank you and please keep them coming. Kisses xx Moooo!
Cow Dip
HuCow Milking Lab
Milking Maids 04
Miliking Maids 05
Moo cow
Dairy pigs
Pleasure island 6
Plaything in the cellar
Cowsuit
Milchmaedchen
divorce lawyer




i fantasize about being abducted, bound tight in leather and steel. Hooded to stop me seeing where i'm going. After an eternity i am manhandled to a room. My clothes are unceremoniously stripped away, the restraints removed except for my hood. At this point I am coated in a substance. As the people processing me are working silently I have no idea what it is or why it is done. i am pusehed back onto a chair, feet lifted and held as something tight is pulled up my legs slowly and carefully. It feels like someone rolling stockings onto my legs but the material is strange to me and no stocking has ever clung so tight. As they reach my upper thighs I can feel there is more to this material than just stockings. i am pulled upright before they start to roll it over my hips and up my waist.
They guide my hands into tight sleeves, roling them up my arms. I am frightened when my hands reach the end, coming to rest in a hard rubber sphere, causing me to keep my fists balled. Tight wide bands are fitted onto my wrists before they continue with the suit. I gasp out in fear as my 40D breasts are rudely grabbed and pulled through 2 tight reinforced and ribbed openings, totally exposed before i feel a zipper being closed at the rear, coming up to my shoulders and squeexing me tight in the suit's embrace. Suddenly the hood is removed,. but i'm temporarily blinded by the light. I am pulled into a bent position by my hair. I hear a buzzing before I feel a clipping machine start to shear my shoulder length red hair. I scream as I'm quickly sheared and gain a stinging slap across my face. A sharp sting hits the back of my skull, almost as one would expect a stapler to feel.
Some more lotion is applied to my now bald scalp before something resembling a black and white rubber swimming cap is pulled tightly over my face. It has a mouth hole, a slightly moulded nose with 2 nostril holes and an opening for each eye. It is so tight over my head as i hear a zipper fastening, followed by a soft metallic click of a padlock. Soft touches are made along my spine, over where the zipper is, followed by a smoothing down of the material.
Suddenly a man's voice."There, cow, now you are permanantly sealed in your new skin."
I'm turned around to face a mirror. My eyes widen in horror at the image looking back at me. There is a shapely, curvy figure, 5'6", 38-30-40D staring back at me, totally covered in a black and white patterned rubber suit!
It slowly raises a shaking ball fisted hand to its face as I do the same.
"Wait cow," the man laughs,"you're not finished yet!"
Hands fasten on the image's head, just as they do to me. Something is forced into my mouth and positioned. I feel a large ring been turned into the vertical behind my teeth forcing my mouth wide open. A strap is tightened and buckled behind my head. The refelection is similarly gagged, wet mouth exposed, vulnerable.
"And now, your crowning glory, princess" he taunts holding up a rubber hood. I look in horror and shake my head.
"GGgah!!! GGAH GhaaH!" i protest uninteligably.
He is holding a rubber hood shaped to look like a black and white Holstein-Friesian cow. He steps closer and pulls it over my head. Stepping behind me i feel it being fastened. It feels as if my rubber covered head is being corsetted.
"Don't worry cow, I'm only using wet rawhide laces to fasten your lovely head. I'll be trimming off the excess then drying it. I'm sure an educated woman will know the effect that wil have. A stupid dumb cow wouldn't though."
I hear the muffled snip of scissors and then the hood being smoothed down again. I try shaking my head but earn a slap.
"There, that hood will only come off now if we cut it off. Yes, i think you'll make an excellent milker and who knows, maybe even a breeder. All we need do now is activate the chip we just implanted into your brain and you will become more docile, obedient, your IQ will start to drop...but you will remember EVERYTHING! Welcome to your new life, cow!"
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Barbara1795 Featured By Owner Feb 5, 2015
very exciting !
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Barbara1795 Featured By Owner Feb 5, 2015
ve
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DwayneBenzie Featured By Owner Jan 18, 2015
I wish I could sign up for that now!
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Rambojoe446 Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2015  Student Photographer
This was amazing, if you were my sexy cow I would milk your udders everyday in that sexy cowskin suit of yours. 
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MinaSubmissive Featured By Owner Jan 6, 2015
i'm glad you liked it
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fangg13 Featured By Owner Jan 28, 2014  Professional Artist

The sun was low on the horizon, and a chill was in the air. A gentle breeze wafted over the splintered and sun-bleached split rails of the fence. The day had been hot, the grass was still warm to the touch, and Mina was comfortably sleeping in a gentle curl on a little rise a ways from the barn.

She stirred slightly but resettled - a moment later she stretched her shapely legs and arms wide, spreading them eagle and pointing her hooves to loosen up the kinks in the muscles. She rolled over onto her knees and and arched her back raising her tail high and letting her teats roll side-to-side gently bouncing from side to side. Sleep was escaping her grasp.

She was oblivious to all else around her as she luxuriated in the softness of her nest and the sweet smell of hay. A few stalks of the grass were stuck to her breasts, belly and haunches and they fell slowly to earth, detaching as they lost their purchase on her silky coat. It was the end of another lazy day. She was looking forward to ambling back to her milking stall where her overfilled and bountiful mammaries would be relieved of their burden.

As she slowly stood she noted the sounds of other cows in the pasture. The normal moos and murmurs were more excited than normal, and she looked over to where the other members of her herd were gathered. They were looking about in agitation and excitement, and they were starting to gather in a group and move.

Mina started to move towards the safety of the herd but stopped short as the rest of the cows turned towards her and began to run. She paused only a second before turning and running too, even though she was still unaware of why the cattle had started.

Then suddenly she saw. Her eyes grew wide as she took notice of the two dyke bulls in the pasture coming her way. The adrenalin surged in her veins and she began to move, but she failed to see the rest of the herd turn away from their original direction. They were moving in a circle towards the barn, and she was trotting towards the feeding corner.

It was her downfall. The bulls saw her split away and they turned towards her at a full run, hooves stirring up dust, snorting and grunting, eyes blazing, and their enormous prosthetic cocks and balls slapping loudly. Mina tried to turn back to the security of the herd but she couldn’t make it. As the rest of the cattle trotted into the barn, she felt the full force of two muscular and horny bulls rush her from behind, and after losing her footing, she tumbled over into the grass rolling over and over, finally bouncing to a stop.

The two bulls weren’t supposed to be in the dairy pasture. Normally they stayed in their pasture waiting to be used for artificial insemination. The cows weren’t impregnated for reproduction; the bulls’ cocks pumped hormones and other drugs into the heifers cunts to stimulate the development of the teats and increase milk production, but also for the pleasure and to keep them sedate.

Mina normally enjoyed the trips to the breeding stalls, but those visits were more carefully planned. A lead was clipped to her nose ring and she was led to the bullpen, as it was aptly named. She was placed in a stall with her head through a padded ox collar with her hooves attached to the floor with well-worn nylon straps.

After she settled, the bull was led in and the cowhands held her off until Mina’s cunt was lubed and she was suitably stimulated. The bull was similarly lubed and the eager mate was brought up behind the heifer’s raised ass, and the hand slid the cock into Mina. It usually went pretty quickly. The bull had a shaft inserted in her cunt and the only way she could reach climax was to hump a cow. As soon as the shaft parted Mina’s lips, it went in quickly and the purpose of the padded collar quickly became obvious.

In the pasture though, there was no collar. There was no cowhand with warm hands and soft lube. Mina rolled onto her knees in an effort to rise and start running again, but it was too late. The two bulls struggled for access to her, and the larger finally won the challenge. Mina was harshly pushed back to her hooves and knees and the stud mounted her.

It wasn’t easy but in a few seconds the bull worked its cock into Mina and pushed hard. It was painful at first, but once inserted, Mina’s natural moisture finally gushed and the pounding she felt stopped hurting and started sizzling. In response she raised her haunches higher and higher until the angle was perfect, and the full length of the solid rubber bull dick found its way into her.

She tried to hold herself up and back, trying to push her 120 pounds against the incessant force of the bull’s 220, but she wasn’t strong enough. Her hooves dug into the ground pushing up grass, and her nose ring dragged in the dirt as she fought back with all her might. Her cowbell was clanking an alarm to the farm hands, but no one heard, and no one came.

Dirt filled her nose and eyes, her legs cramped and her knees scraped. The snorting and grunting from behind was a sledgehammer in her ears. She was starting to lose consciousness and stars were swimming in her eyes. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, the bull climaxed, and her long, deep, guttural moo stimulated a response submissive. Mina emitted a low, muffled moooooo that was barely audible above the crash of the bull onto the ground beside her.

Thinking it was over, she instinctively started to get up again, when she felt the second bull fall on her. Just as she was about to be mounted, the bull suddenly lifted up and away at the forceful tug of two cowhands with ropes in their grip. They’d lassoed the errant dyke and had her roped and bound, letting her settle down. The other spent bull docilely stood and was led by her nose back to her pasture.

Mina laid there resting, breathing hard and smelling the sweet scent of soil and hay in every gasp. Slowly her heart rested, and her nerves grew quiet. She felt the firm but gentle grasp of two cowhands lift her to her hooves. The comforting snap of a clasp to her nose reassured her that she was safe again, in the care of her friends in the chaps. She followed their lead and made her way back to the barn. They didn’t lead her to the milking room - instead they led her back to her own stall where they bathed her.

The warm water and gentle brushing felt good on her ruffled hide. Relaxation slowly found its way into her tired bovine bones. The rough and tumble of her unanticipated mating had both frightened and excited her. The feeling of total loss, total submission, and absolute powerlessness was thrilling to her simple heifer brain. A spark of a memory from a former life flickered and lingered, then died as quickly as it rose.

Her bath ended and her nerves calmed, she was led to her bed. They helped her down onto the cool straw and she mooed lightly in appreciation. Her teats were still full, and roughly scratched from her molestation. The ointment made the pain lessen, but the red and raw scrapes were harsh reminders of her ordeal. She rolled over onto her side and they settled into their normal pose.

Her nipples were taught and red, they oozed a trickle and it formed in little round, white and shiny pools. She moaned and mooed herself to sleep. Her muscles relaxed more and her hooves quivered a bit as her thoughts turned back to those of a satisfied and content cow. Sleep was slow to come, and she hovered between slumber and wakefulness. In spite of the pleasure the dyke bull had enjoyed in the pasture, Mina had not climaxed.

Her loins still were mildly aflame and that drove her thoughts. In her fading awareness she saw a dozen bulls surrounding her, snorting and hooves athunder. She smiled a bovine smile as she hoisted her ass as high as she could. She pirouetted happily as her bell sounded a happy clank. Her tail waved a come hither salute.

As the first of the suitors approached she finally slipped into unconsciousness, a quiet and contented mooooooooo was heard by the watching hands. One of them reached down and stroked her gently and slapped her very softly on her round and tormented ass.

“Good girl, Mina. Good girl.”

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MinaSubmissive Featured By Owner Feb 15, 2014
:heart: sorry, it took a while, but it was well worth reading.

Great piece of work, mooooooo indeed!
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DeniseWanBcow Featured By Owner Jan 22, 2014  Hobbyist Artisan Crafter
It's a pretty amazing fantasy.  I'm just starting to explore forced lac.  then BAM! I came across this fetish! It's hot.    But yeah or the reality is so many dudes are posing as "farmers" and saying all the right things.. I was contracted by a "farm"  I said yes. and asked for real contact information ... Pooof.. gone! LOL
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MinaSubmissive Featured By Owner Jan 23, 2014
i think a lot of guys are just looking for an excuse to play with a pair of breasts.
For me it is as much the psychological aspect of being dehumanised and conditioned into becoming a docile cow.

i'm happy to have pleased you Denise xxxx
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DeniseWanBcow Featured By Owner Mar 22, 2014  Hobbyist Artisan Crafter
you're welcome hon!  Yes I'm pretty sure I want the same thing you seek. 
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DeniseWanBcow Featured By Owner Jan 22, 2014  Hobbyist Artisan Crafter
It's a pretty amazing fantasy.  I'm just starting to explore forced lac.  then BAM! I came across this fetish! It's hot.    But yeah or the reality is so many dudes are posing as "farmers" and saying all the right things.. I was contracted by a "farm"  I said yes. and asked for real contact information ... Pooof.. gone! LOL
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fangg13 Featured By Owner Jan 17, 2014  Professional Artist
If you were my heifer, I'd have a stall for you in the master suite. Dark wood, sturdy, and filled with fresh, fragrant hay. Brass fittings to secure you to the post. You'd have a large dildo at hip level you could back onto to pleasure yourself with, that would also feed you if you turned around. You'd be milked twice a day, and masturbated regularly. When I entertained women, you'd be brought out to pleasure them and me, to arouse us before we used you mercilessly as a sex object. You'd be allowed to wander the manor at will, and every night you'd be tied up in the stall, fed and bedded down. Over time you'd move out to the barn and join the other heifers in the automated milking stalls. Depending upon your performance, you'd remain a dairy cow, or be moved into the other side of the barn where cows that had lost their usefulness went to be processed. There are many uses for dry milkers.
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MinaSubmissive Featured By Owner Jan 18, 2014
that is most thoughtful of You to consider this lowly cow Sir. it is a most tempting life that You indicate.
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fangg13 Featured By Owner Jan 18, 2014  Professional Artist
you forgot the low, submissive 'mooooo'...
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MinaSubmissive Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2014
"mooooooooooooooooooooooo" :cow:  :moo:
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fangg13 Featured By Owner Jan 22, 2014  Professional Artist
"Good girl. Come over here - let me clip your nose ring to the pole and grease up your udders. You're ready, aren't you girl? That's right, into the slot, right next to Gina. Oh - gotta give you a little shove huh? "click" There you go sweetie, all snug and secure. Tip your head back now - here comes the feeding plug. That's a girl - all the way in and all the way down. "click" Now the cattle rod. Spread your cheeks for me.  C'mon now Mina, ease up and spread 'em. That's a girl. In it goes. "click". Here's the part you like best. Those udders are all swollen and these milking tubes are gonna make you feel all better. Flip the switch - all's working - NEXT!"

Mina felt the slow, throbbing pulse of the cattle rod as it undulated and oozed hormones. It aroused her mercilessly, which made her all the more motivated - or at least as motivated as a dairy cow can be - to eat up, fill up and step back up to be serviced. The smooth probe in her mouth seeped nutrients and more hormones, and while the farmer and his hands knew the probe was for her benefit, they knew better that it was for their benefit.

As her udders pulsed and the milk pulsed into the measuring jar, the farmer took careful notes. Mina was a young cow with years of good service ahead of her, but her output was low. That just happened sometimes. A strong and healthy heifer could look good at the outset, but be dry in the stall. He checked his clipboard for what was needed on the "other side" of the barn. There was a long list of possible places she could go if the milking didn't pan out. His eyes stopped on a red check next to the line indicating a very wealthy and particular customer's desire - a transformation for his man cave.

This Texan was refurnishing, and he had his sadistic heart set on a Longhorn footstool. The farmer looked at Mina with her head back and her haunches up, and he visualized her in that position with a soft, leather cushion attached to her back, and two large brass rings at either end. One in a plug firmly and permanently glued into her ass, and another on a large, stiff leather collar.

He checked her output again, and it was close. The trickle had been a flow, but now it was starting to peter out. He thought for a minute, then grunted and nodded his head slowly. He underlined the notation on the clipboard, and patted Mina on her hindquarters as he mumbled "money now or money later".

He'd chosen money now. When she was dry, a hand unclipped her nose ring and led her out of the stall. She followed easily and willingly, no thoughts clouding her submissive clip, clop, clip, clop. The hard wood hooves echoed a little differently as she passed from the normal sawdust and straw covered floor to the colder and more sinister black tile leading to the other side of the barn.

The hand rand a bell, waited, then handed over the nose chain to the new hand, outstretched, and white-coated. Mina knew nothing of the shiny metal machines the cold and bright lights reflected off of. She was unconcerned, and in fact never noticed, the stiff and immobile cows lining the aisle she was being led down. The young girl walked her into a small square area off the walkway and said:

Good girl. Come over here - let me clip your nose ring to the pole and clean off your udders. You're ready, aren't you girl, but not for what you think? That's right, into the slot, right next to the processor. Oh - gotta give you a little shove huh? "click" There you go sweetie, all snug and secure. Tip your head back now - here comes the holding plug. That's a girl - all the way in and all the way down. "click" Now the support rod. Spread your cheeks for me.  C'mon now Mina, ease up and spread 'em. That's a girl. In it goes. "click". Here's the part you'll never see coming...

The long, glass syringe went into Mina's haunches with no effort, and the yellow-tinged fluid slowly entered her muscle as she uttered a low "mooooooo" with the pain.

"Good girl, Mina. It'll be over soon. Before you know it you'll be boxed up and on the way to Dallas. Those glorious udders will be shined, and your coat will be brushed and your hooves polished. We even have a beautiful set of horns we'll attach once you're out of the freeze-dryer. If only you could be aware of the future in store for you."

Mina had been chewing slowly on a handful of the special hay that the livestock were fed - roughage and some other nutrients. It wasn't a natural thing for these animals to chew without immediately swallowing, but they could be trained. The soft grain stalks in her mouth moved in rhythmic indifference to the fate that awaited her. She simply chewed, because she was simply a cow. The chip at the base of her skull had started the process, but now, if the chip were removed, she'd still be chewing.

Suddenly, without warning, her chewing stopped, and her body shuddered. The hand started flexing out her limbs and attaching them to the jig she'd brought over to set and lock her extremities into the proper placement for her new job. Mina's eyes started to mist, and her breathing slowed. The leather straps around her ankles and wrists held her taught, and she stayed put when the serum found the last cell to modify.

Mina was wheeled into a large metal chamber on a rolling stand, and the hand made a few small adjustments before securing it to the floor, and closing the door. She checked the settings on the control panel, pressed the
start button, and as the door slowly closed and sealed, the low hum of pumps could be heard. As the last of the air was withdrawn from the freeze-dry chamber, and the temperature started to drop, the cowhand thought she heard, just barely above the sounds of the chamber, a low and happy "moooooooo".

She smiled as she patted the side of the cold metal box and said, "good girl".
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Virginia818 Featured By Owner Jul 28, 2014
Can i just say i LOVE this? i am SO wet just reading it.  Gotta find Someone to make me their footstool!  :)
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MinaSubmissive Featured By Owner Jan 26, 2014
"MOOOooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

that was great, thank You.
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fangg13 Featured By Owner Jan 26, 2014  Professional Artist
Are you interested in more?
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MinaSubmissive Featured By Owner Jan 27, 2014
"MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" she lowed, nodding her docile head.
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EyeOfTheForest Featured By Owner Jan 15, 2014
Thats really amazing. Although its definetly a little bit too extreme to happen in real life, I'd love to try it out xD
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MinaSubmissive Featured By Owner Jan 15, 2014
no point in having a boring fantasy! :)
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EyeOfTheForest Featured By Owner Jan 15, 2014
What do you mean? o.o
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MinaSubmissive Featured By Owner Jan 16, 2014
think big! and don't hold back ;)
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EyeOfTheForest Featured By Owner Jan 16, 2014
"not holding back" might end up quite... irrevocable... finally... considering the fantasies I have ;o
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MinaSubmissive Featured By Owner Jan 17, 2014
go for it!
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MASTERLEE9 Featured By Owner Jan 13, 2014

very good I hope to read moor soon


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MinaSubmissive Featured By Owner Jan 15, 2014
i'm afraid that's all so far Sir
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pelican55 Featured By Owner Sep 22, 2013
You are already sealed in your humiliating latex cow suit, unable to see anything at all. They'll lock you head and wrists into a set of stocks on the floor, your udders hanging freely. The cold, wet, latex suction cups of the milking machine will be placed over your nipples and the pump will start. Your tits will be pulled one at a time, constantly. The humming of the pump will numb your mind as much as your microchip. You'll feel your body adjusting to its new state, being mindlessly milked. You'll feel your udders as they swell, as your milk starts to flow into the tubes leading to the tank. You're just a milk cow now, a piece of livestock. They'll number you, putting a big plastic tag in your ear. I think the number 9.8-13 would be perfect for you. It's the date you posted your fantasy. No one will ever see your face again.
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MinaSubmissive Featured By Owner Sep 23, 2013
9.8-13? i never expected the sudden issue of mu,bers to be so exciting!

What can i say? Your reply has just touched ALL my right buttons - yes...yes, please transform me!
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EyeOfTheForest Featured By Owner Jan 15, 2014
That comment really is the perfect sequel to your story :) Especially the last two sentences are quite arousing... Your story actually combines my most favourite fantasy and the one of a friend of mine... I'd love to read more about this! Now I wanna write a story like this myself... but I dont think I could do it better than you ^^
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MinaSubmissive Featured By Owner Jan 16, 2014
please - never feel that your work is not worth looking at.
It sometimes helps to put it on paper, i just wished i had more time to write for my own pleasure.
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EyeOfTheForest Featured By Owner Jan 16, 2014
I know what you mean, but writing my own story about that fantasy would feel like copying yours now ;o Wouldnt feel creative^^
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goofyroofy Featured By Owner Sep 16, 2013
youd make a great cow, as fun as the machine milking is, id love to see love sweet milkmaids and cowgirls milk you by hand :)
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MinaSubmissive Featured By Owner Sep 20, 2013
i'm sure that appeals to many, but for me the impersonal, clinical / industrial aspect of an automatic milking machine / device is far more erotic and frightening as well as dehumanising.
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goofyroofy Featured By Owner Sep 20, 2013
yeah the machine is a good way to go, it never stops...
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pelican55 Featured By Owner Sep 16, 2013
Just imagine, your mind getting duller, even as the milking machine pumps you dry. Will they allow you to keep your name, or just call you cow, like they are now?
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MinaSubmissive Featured By Owner Sep 20, 2013
now the problem with imagining that is....finding that i want it more!
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pelican55 Featured By Owner Sep 10, 2013
Poor little cow. She still has to be branded, her nose ringed, and milked. Her perky little nipples will be stretched and pulled into long teats by the suction of the milking machine. That microchip implanted into her brain sounds interesting.
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MinaSubmissive Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2013
makes conditioning/brainwashing so much easier!
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BQNK Featured By Owner Sep 9, 2013  Student
Who?
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MinaSubmissive Featured By Owner Sep 9, 2013
Who who?
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BQNK Featured By Owner Sep 10, 2013  Student
Hu-Owl?!
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mrhungry56 Featured By Owner Sep 8, 2013
Thank you for providing those wonderful links! I had only seen the one by Doggers. Yes, I'm sure you would make a good Cow and it would be a pleasure to watch you being milked, especially the first time. Great Journal entry!
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MinaSubmissive Featured By Owner Sep 9, 2013
i'm just sorely disappointed that the artist whose work i loved most has deleted his/her account.
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jarvik2009 Featured By Owner Sep 8, 2013
your description indicates you'll be a lovely cow. I'm sure you will be very happy once you join your herd ...
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MinaSubmissive Featured By Owner Sep 9, 2013
moooo
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clay3570 Featured By Owner Sep 8, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
oh you poor cow, just wait till they start to milk you, you'll feel so much better
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MinaSubmissive Featured By Owner Sep 8, 2013
mooooo.

Just a shame my favourite hucow transformation images belong to a deleted account :(
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clay3570 Featured By Owner Sep 8, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
I don't know why she left? she was fun to talk with. she faved my milking pictures. I miss her
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