Mandy's Milk - Sex Stories

Mandy's Milk

... moving her arms and feet to avoid her muscles from atrophying and preventing bl**d clots from forming in her veins. The chains limited the movement in her limbs, but she had to keep moving them if she wanted to stay alive and keep her body from falling apart. The tight chains kept her from itching her ears, legs, arms or any part of her body. She could only assume that the uncleanly conditions had lead to sores, fleas or insect bites on her body that was causing the unrelenting itching sensation all over her body. The Heifer Hospital was never intended for long term detention with the average cow spending less then a week inside before automatically getting released. The investigation continued outside the barns, but her situation was getting worse on the inside. The itching got worse on her ears and soon her whole back and arms and calves were a constant source of annoyance. She craned her head and scanned the room for any reflections that might give her a hint of what was going on with her body. She had always been very active on the farm and stayed in shape with running and working out regularly. Weeks of continuous inactivity were making her weak and the constant d**gging from the computer was mind numbing. The 24/7 availability of the water slurry dripping from the rubber-nursing nipple was adding to her waistline. The long rubber nipple resembled one of the female cows nipples and was designed to entice the sick calves to supple their daily food intake. Mandy’s ...

... overall weight classified her as a baby cow and therefore she was feed through a rubber nipple rather then via a feeding tray like the larger older cows that entered and exited the facility. The nutrient rich food mix was packing on the pounds as she felt the extra weight hanging from her rib cage. She feared that she would never be able to work off the added weight and return to the slender waistline of the 120-pound young lady that entered Station One just weeks before. The investigation entered the third month and the sheriff was preparing her father for the inevitable. After 90 days without a break or a ransom note or a phone call the local authorities theorized she may have been k**napped or ran away but feared she may very well be dead. While lacking any motives or any reason to suddenly disappear, the police were running out of possible ideas. It was a brutal reality, but with no other leads, the investigation was close to slipping into the “Unsolved Mystery’s” category in the sl**py farming community. But hidden inside the Infirmary there were several mysteries that Mandy could not solve. Her breasts had continued getting heavier and the stinging sensations from the daily pumping had become less painful and more pleasurable with each passing day. The gentle suckling at her nipples was the only attention the lowly human cow had received in months and the only thing that kept her sanity. Her belly also felt like it had quadrupled in size and she could only imagine that the ...