Mandy's Milk - Sex Stories

Mandy's Milk

... ass. She had mentally convinced herself she could shave away the white and black hairs for a few days of normality, but the heavy black logo covering her butt cheek would never go away. She slowly turned to the other direction and closed her eyes as the other branding came into focus. In undeniable bold Black letters was her new Identity. Mandy Dawson would forever be known as “Milk Cow # 163478”. She let her tail fall from her hand as she rotated the belled collar to read the black etching in the thick 2-inch leather collar. She then lifted the RF ID tag form under her pretty brown locks of hair and read the numbers reflected in the mirror. There was no denying it, the branding in her ass, the tag in her ear, and the collar around her neck all matched. She would forever be Heifer Number 163478. It was then that she recalled the strange operation to her lips and she looked closely at her mouth once more. The changes to her ears and nose were so shocking she just thought the black specs on her lips were dirt or from being chapped and dried out. But she closed her mouth beneath the obnoxious metal ring and could clearly see the words “DAWSON FARMS” on her exposed upper lip and “MILK COW” written as plain as day on her lower lip. She used her cloven hands and peeled her lower lip inside out and could read “#163478” emblazoned on the inside. She could not believe the changes and it took all of her energy to stand there in shock of what she had become. It was several quiet ...

... awkward minutes of her partially cloven hands mindlessly exploring her modified torso before she moved onto her legs. Her gaze started south again quickly ignoring the juices that had started seeping from her nether lips. Her entire legs were completely covered in the short thick colored hairs the medical team had recently cut down to size. Beneath the brandings and the hair, she could tell her legs were in incredible shape despite the many months of captivity. Her ass was more rounded and firmer then it ever was and her legs were more tone then the hottest super model she had ever seen. But her feet were another story completely. Her toes had merged together forming two wide black cone shaped hooves. Her feet emerged out each cloven hoof shooting almost straight up in the air. Her heel was easily 9 inches off the ground and almost invisible under the covering of white and black hair. She marveled at how she was even able to stand on the incredibly stable hoofs. Her hoof like feet blended seamlessly into her hair-covered legs as she twisted and turned still hoping it was just a bizarre shoe or crazy dream she was having. She could not resist the urge to bend over and attempt to touch the bizarre new feet but immediately lost her balance. The 40 pounds of flesh hanging from her chest launched her forward and she plummeted head first towards the mirror. Brandon and her Father lunged to grab her and kept her from completely toppling over. She thanked them for their fast reaction and ...