Mandy's Milk - Sex Stories

Mandy's Milk

... allowed her breasts to hang straight down which was far more comfortable than walking. She would always be seen crawling out of the farmhouse in the morning to take her place in line behind the many true heifers on their way to the milking station but leaving the milking barn on her cloven feet feeling over ten pounds lighter. Each of her three daily milking sessions would yield nearly a gallon and a half. She was yielding nearly 16 liters a day, which earned her the rank as one of the highest producing heifers on the farm. A distinction she held with both pride and complete humiliation. Her father had never been prouder of her daughter, not just because of her ability to supplement the farm, but also more importantly for her ability to carry on in the face of such adversity. He often thought that he was more embarrassed by seeing his only daughter half naked and bare breasted strutting around the farm doing her day-to-day tasks as if it was just another day in the office. Her relationship with Brandon continued to blossom and it was his strength and affection that she turned to keep her predicament from killing her. While her father remained a pillar of strength for her, Brandon assisted with the more intimate details of her life. Obviously her sexual appetite could be quenched in a number of ways, but Brandon and his developing erotic adventures was her preferred method. They would often be seen walking through the farm or to or from the woods in a back pasture either ...

... walking hand in hand or leash to nose ring on two or four legs. He was also put in charge of the task of trimming and cleaning her nails and hooves. They found that she required trimming her rear feet every three months, but her cumbersome finger hooves needed reshaping once a month so she could continue using a keyboard. About once a month he would recover her feet and fingers in a layer of copper sulfate to keep them healthy. At which time he would typically repaint her nails. Initially her pedicures used traditional fingernail paint by the pint. She simply had so much surface area to cover that the small ounce sized glass jars simply wouldn’t cut it. They later learned that aerosol paints were faster and dried quicker. While the paint didn’t last as long, it was a fraction of the cost and could be easily changed without stripping and starting over. As a young lady, she never left the house without having her nails painted, so coloring her black heavy nails was a way to hold onto her remaining few bits of humanity as well as made her hands look cleaner and healthier. Brandon was also in charge of her general grooming. Generally she kept her hair at a cute shoulder length, which kept it relatively clean when she was crawling through the milking stations and around the farms when her udders hurt too much to walk erect. While her white and black fur never grew more then 2 inches in length, she required regular grooming to reduce the constantly shedding hairs to a minimum. The ...