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Dr Chang had sunk onto the cold floor, lying on her back as she felt the coldness from the white tiles seep into her burning body. Her black lace panties were completely soaked in her pussy juice, the events prior exciting her to a degree she had rarely experienced before, and yet, she felt calm and content. Dr Chang lay there momentarily, not hearing any sound besides her and Maya’s breathing.
Maya was also lying down, her legs dangling off either side of the lifted bench. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing deeply as the cool air felt amplified against her sweat-covered skin, especially against both her left teat, now out of the warm and wet home it discovered inside of Dr. Chang’s mouth, and everywhere else Maya’s hot pussy juices had spread to while Dr Chang was brutally finger fucking her.
Maya’s attention, however, was drawn to something else. Despite the smile on her face, despite the small tremors still periodically traveling through her stomach, hips, and legs there was still a large pressure in her right udder. She could feel the slow, small droplets of warm milk slowly force themselves out of her sensitive teat only to gently flow down her overfull, engorged udder on its way toward the bench beneath her.
Maya was both amazed, disgusted, and slightly turned on. It’s only been two days, and yet her body has taken so readily to the role of a cow. She had come to realize how frightfully easily she was being turned on; the mere gaze of a patron in the Ranch being enough to make her start fantasizing about the things they desired to do to her, something her mind was quick to fight against. Every time Maya saw or heard one of the cows fucking a customer, or using their mouths to pleasure a customer, she couldn’t help but imagine swapping places and being the one getting used. These fantasies rarely lasted long, her mind attempting to automatically push them down as hard as it could.
Maya hoped it was the lactation pills and the atmosphere of it all that caused her to become so horny and willing. Maya found her mind telling itself that she was only a cow now because she was still on the clock. Maya pretended she didn’t realize it was lying, as she desperately tried to push away how fulfilled she felt mere moments ago when Dr. Chang called her “the best cow.”
Dr Chang got up, slowly, and steadied herself on the bench Maya was lying upon. She looked over Maya’s form, her eyes tracing over the meaty thighs and wide baby-bearing hips. Her eyes moved up over Maya’s toned stomach and wavered on her large udders as she hungrily observed a single drop flowing from Maya’s right teat. Dr. Chang stared at the leaking teat for merely a moment, almost sensing its desperate plea for relief.
Maya’s eyes were closed while she focused on the various new sensations her body was experiencing and trying to ignore the turmoil in her mind. She did not notice Dr. Chang moving silently beside her. Maya’s eyes opened, her eyebrows raised slightly, as she felt Dr. Chang’s warm, soft lips touch her own.
Dr. Chang said, in a soft voice as her lips still touched Maya’s, “Come now, my slutty cow. It isn’t time to fall asleep yet, we still have some pumping to do,” Dr. Chang gently pulled Maya up by her arm and led her, on shaky legs, over to the strange seat-thing piece of furniture that Maya had seen when she had first entered the room.
While strange, it wasn’t some truly intricate contraption; it looked like a poorly designed seat or some sort of contraption one might find in a gym that looked completely alien until you either used it yourself or saw someone else use it.
In all honesty, Maya couldn’t make heads or tails from it. Her best guess was that she would sit on the very thin, slightly lifted, padded seat with her feet on what looked like a padded footrest. Dr. Chang would sit behind her on the even thinner padded cylindrical bar and do something from behind Maya.
Dr. Chang chuckled, seeing a slight look of confusion and an attempt at comprehension on Maya’s face. Truthfully when she first saw this thing, and how it worked, she just couldn’t help herself and knew she had to have it. She had told herself that this would be a medically required piece of equipment and, in all honesty, had found it useful on more than one occasion when it came to women with large bust sizes like Maya.
“Down on your knees, here,” Dr. Chang told Maya, who dutifully obeyed and sank to her knees on what Maya believed was the padded footrest. As soon as Maya was situated, it became clear what this piece of furniture actually used for.
Dr. Chang grabbed Maya by her ponytail and slowly moved her head forward, till her hips was bent over what Maya believed to be a seat. “Place your arms on the bar and rest your head on your arms, like you would do if you were sleeping in class,” came the order from Dr. Chang. Maya obeyed, wordlessly, her mind desperately trying to fight off a variety of lewd images that appeared from seemingly nowhere.
As Maya leaned forward she found the “seat” was perfectly positioned by her lower abdomen where her hips connected to her body, and the gap between the bar and seat was now clearly meant to allow her large udders to hang down, for easy access.
Maya blushed ferociously and began breathing hard as she realized that was quite literally on some type of a milking station and this thing was clearly not a medical instrument. Maya lost sight of Dr. Chang for a few moments while she moved behind Maya and rummaged in the cabinet on the other side of the door, in the corner.
Dr. Chang pulled it out and held the milking device in her hands; a seemingly unimpressive pump with two see-through plastic cups attached to tubing. The cups themselves were see-through and had an outer cup and an inner cup, the outer cup helped with gripping the udder itself while the inner cup positioned itself over the teat and dedicated itself to milk extraction. Dr. Chang specifically ordered the one that “stretched them nicely.”
The station had space underneath the “seat,” in front of Maya’s thighs, that Dr. Chang tended to use to place the pump itself. As Dr. Chang approached Maya, she had to physically force herself to set the pump up, and not bury her face into Maya’s very shapely, very presented rear with a still-glistening pussy. Dr. Chang set up the pump and connected it to two very large containers. Normal women tended not to lactate in such large quantities, but she had learned that cows from the Ranch were not normal.
Dr. Chang, having tasted Maya’s delicious, thick, and creamy milk hoped that Maya was especially unique.
Dr. Chang smiled as she held the remote. It had four distinct buttons; 2 enabled and disabled the suction of the outer cup, which was used to hold the cup in place, and the remaining 2 buttons enabled and disabled the inner cups which were used to apply pressure to the teat and extract milk. Less experienced women tended to think they were getting milked when the cup was attached, and always made the sexiest sounds when the inner cups were suddenly activated.
Maya turned on the suction to the outer cups and tested the suction against her palms, testing to see if they were set at an adequate strength. She twisted the knob on the pump itself and set the strength of the inner cups a bit higher, her instincts telling her that Maya wouldn’t complain and that she would enjoy having her teats stretched.
Dr. Chang, now kneeling beside Maya, admired the large, hanging udders before her. She saw milk slowly drip out of both sensitive teats and flow down to the tiles below, one dripping slightly more urgently than the other, differentiating which teat had more pressure within and which teat she had suckled on so ferociously mere minutes before.
Dr. Chang, feeling her stomach full of Maya’s milk, smiled as she attached the first pump causing an audible, involuntary gasp to escape from Maya as the sudden, suction pulled at her udder. Dr. Chang smiled, this was the reaction the women who were about to squeal made.
Maya saw and felt Dr. Chang’s hands expertly maneuver and find their way around as she placed the last hard plastic cup over Maya’s remaining large udder. Maya gasped again, thankful that she was getting milked. Maya felt the pressure on her udders, but it didn’t feel like much was happening to the pressure inside, as she noticed a see-through coil of tubing with nothing inside.
Dr. Chang knew that, no matter how much Maya begged, she refused to remove these suction cups until she had every last drop of Maya’s delectable milk all for herself. Dr. Chang lay down on her back and moved herself underneath Maya’s hanging udders. She looked up to see Maya’s surprised face. Dr. Chang pressed a button on the remote, making the pump softly whirr with intensity.
The suction was immediate and desperate. In an instant, Maya felt her sensitive right teat yanked by a sudden powerful force and felt it stretch to its limit. Maya squealed as she saw her teat stretch into the cup and felt the pressure within alleviate coincidentally as milk began squirting from her elongated teat into the coiled, plastic tubing. Maya could feel the sudden pain subside as the suction on her right teat ceased sucking, only to have that same sudden pain occur in her left teat. Maya saw the pump rhythmically milking her as her teats were deformed one by one. Maya saw them shrink slightly after surrendering their warm, white treasure to the relentless force of the pump.
Maya breathed hard as she stopped staring at her teats in the cups. Maya’s attention was drawn to the tubing as she saw her milk begin to flow through it, every rhythmical pull forcing more milk from her stretching, aching teats, and forcing it further along the tubing. Maya found her face growing even warmer as she noticed Dr. Chang staring at her teats.
The feeling of having the suction cup attached to her was similar to Dr. Chang sucking on her teat, but this also felt much more dominant and impersonal. It also felt much more… final. It was not about pleasure, nor was it about wanting or need. The suction cup was here to take her milk from her, no matter how much she wanted or hated it, her desire was now a moot point.
Maya bit her lip as she realized she was hooked up to a milking machine like an animal in a harness; like a young, inexperienced cow. Maya found her mind rationalizing that she didn’t know this would happen and that if she resisted now, she would upset the customer. Therefore, it was acceptable.
Maya could not deny how good it felt. Maya could not deny that the pump wasn’t making her squirm, wasn’t making her shiver, as she felt her teats stretching and deforming while the pressure ripped her milk from her. Maya could not deny the primal feeling of satisfaction as her milk was drained from her large udders. The only thing that was dampening her current bliss, was the feeling of her hastened heartbeat sending aching pulses through her now abused teats, increasing its sensitivity even further.
Maya closed her eyes as she squirmed and instinctively moved her hips from side to side, squeezing her meaty thighs together. Maya found her mind quiet of all words and thought; she was simply enjoying the painful yet now immensely pleasureable feeling of being milked; of having her warm, precious milk pulled from stretched, aching teats.
While Dr. Chang reached up and caressed Maya’s udders in silent admiration, Maya’s mouth was opening and closing in silent desperation.
Maya felt Dr. Chang grip her right udder as she held it in place, followed by the suction cup sliding slowly across her tit-flesh, slightly, but still sucking hard and stretching her teat mercilessly. Maya felt its relentlessness, how it wouldn’t stop taking her milk from her, no matter what. Maya gasped slightly; she didn’t know how Dr. Chang did it, but her teat was stretching even further into the innermost cup now and she felt much more of her milk spurting out with every single pull.
Dr. Chang noticed that there was not enough skin on one side of the teat and that the cup was slightly off-center. She had milked enough women to know what a large difference something so seemingly small can make and repositioned the cup.
Hearing Maya’s sudden deep breathing after having moved the cup, Dr. Chang knew she made the right move. Something in Maya’s comfort made Dr. Chang smile wider. She looked at the face of the cow above her; her red face and even rosier cheeks. She looked at the shape and curve of Maya’s full red lips as her mouth opened and closed slightly with every desperate breath. Dr. Chang was awestruck at how alluring Maya was.
As Dr. Chang let go of the cup against Maya’s udder, finally happy with its position, Maya’s heartbeat quickened even more. Time seemingly slowed for Maya as an overwhelming feeling overtook her, causing her body to quake and her muscles to tense; from her toes, all the way to her fingers. Maya had been so engrossed in the painful pleasure in her teats, in the feeling of warm milk leaving her udders, that she didn’t notice how much her pussy was screaming. Maya, quaking from the sudden, unexpected orgasm, vaguely felt her own pussy juice leaking down her legs. Her juices were burning hot.
Maya screamed in ecstasy as she regained control of her spasming body.
Maya convulsed as the relentless, orgasmic milking continued. She felt her teats stretched to their limits as the pressure built up to agonizing amounts, only to be instantly released right as she was about to cry out in pain as the milk was mercifully drained from her, causing her nerve endings to send ever-increasing crescendos of both pain and pleasure signals directly to the deepest parts of her mind.
Maya laid there, stretched forward on the milking bench, as her mind slowly rebooted. Maya felt a strange feeling, a strange need coming from her sensitive pussy. Something felt slightly off, she had just cum so hard but it was not enough.
She could feel it. The small tremors, the build-up of liquid in her nearly steaming hot pussy and the quickly climbing pleasure once more reaching its tipping point. Maya gripped the padded bar beneath her arms, ready for the release to take her once more. Maya felt a sudden happiness, right at her peak. There was a sudden joy as she welcomed what was about to happen again, in so little time. Maya’s horny, shame-ridden mind was ready to embrace the ecstasy. Maya began gasping, her muscles tightening as she pressed her thighs together once more.
And nothing happened.
Maya breathed deeply, swaying her hips, shamelessly. She rocked forward and backward on the bench, blushing a bright crimson while forcing any possible remnant of coherent thought from her shy mind. May just couldn’t…
Dr. Chang, still beneath Maya’s udders, smiled as she observed Maya writhing in pleasure before her. She saw Maya’s nipples clearly deform and stretch under the pressure of the pump, right before they relinquished their white gold. Dr. Chang watched and smiled widely as Maya squirmed, her breathing reaching its peak, her body heat rising and her chest quaking slightly… only for Maya’s body language to slowly change to one of desperation as Maya squeezed her face into pleasure, followed by desperation, followed by a cute looking mixture of anger and defiance.
Dr. Chang soundlessly moved out from underneath Maya. From the few words she had exchanged with Bessie, she knew that Maya was new not only to the life of a cow but to sexual stuff in general. Dr. Chang had also had enough women at her milking station to know what caused them to make faces like that. And, in her experience, a very particular desire was brought to the surface when this occurred. A desire that often had to be satiated, or at least admitted, before it could be satisfied. A desire she was a tremendous fan of.
Dr. Chang chuckled softly as she kneeled beside Maya’s squirming body and reached for the knob on the beam that was supporting Maya’s hips and began to turn it towards the right. Dr. Chang observed how the beam was slowly raising itself, causing Maya’s shapely rear to lift further and further in the air. Dr. Chang had at first hoped that Maya would be one of “those” women, her favorite type of hucows, and smiled as Maya instinctively stopped squirming the more her pussy was “presented.”
Maya turned her head slightly to the side, blushing a similarly deep, fiery crimson as her hair, and stared at Dr. Chang as her hips were lifted slowly until her knees were just barely off the padded footrest, her spasms fading. Maya’s instincts knew there was only one reason why her hips would be lifted, knew that there was only one reason her rear would be presented in such a fashion; easier access.
Maya’s eyes fluttered as a sudden, incredulous yet unknown need forced itself through her desperately hungry pussy. While Maya did her best not to admit it, but she knew deep down that her instincts were trying to tell her something that the ordinary “proper” Maya might not be happy admitting. Maya’s mind tried its best to push down the single answer that kept appearing, the single act that would satiate her overwhelming hunger.
Dr. Chang moved to the right, closer to Maya’s rear, and gripped her butt cheek, giving it a hard squeeze before letting go. “I know how horny you are right now,” Dr. Chang said, her voice barely audible, “Your instincts must be shouting at you, pleading with you to do anything for release,” Dr. Chang continued, a knowing, lustfully cruel smile forming at the corners of her mouth.
Dr. Chang began breathing harder while Maya’s breath caught in her throat, “You want to cum don’t you? You want to scream as that magnificent, addictive orgasm overtakes you and forces the milk from those big udders,” Dr. Chang whispered as she leaned closer to Maya’s ear, her hand once more gripping Maya’s meaty ass.
Dr, Chang, her mouth practically touching Maya’s bright red, left ear, whispered in a cruel voice: “But you can’t cum, can you? You are so close, so wet and so desperate for it,” Dr. Chang let go of Maya’s ass and spanked it, hard, causing Maya to gasp and start gasping for ragged breaths again.
“It feels off, doesn’t it? This need to cum is so similar, and yet something vital is missing,” Dr Chang continued, her warm breath causing Maya’s ear to practically start overheating from both lust and shame.
“Do you want to know why you can’t cum? Do you want to know why your body is holding back?” Dr. Chang whispered in a sickeningly teasing voice while her left hand gripped Maya’s ponytail, pulling back on her hair and forcing her head to tilt and look up at Dr. Chang who was leaning towards her face.
Maya forced her eyes, as best she could, to look up at Dr. Chang, “W-why?” Maya asked, fearful, through ragged breaths, hoping that the answer is different to what the dark part of her mind is screaming at her, despite knowing it’s the same.
Dr. Chang’s dark smile grew, showing some white teeth, as she said “For the same reason you haven’t moved and fingered yourself. For the same reason you haven’t yet begged me to finger you, to lick your desperate pussy or even begged me to force something big into your sopping wet, greedy cow-fuckhole.”
Maya moaned involuntarily at the mention of her “cow-fuckhole,” causing Dr. Chang’s own heart rate to increase as she saw Maya’s reaction.
“You might deny it, you might even say you hate it, but your instincts know the truth,” Dr. Chang said as she let go of Maya’s hair and held her underneath the chin instead. Dr. Chang turned Maya’s face towards her own, careful not to hurt her, and moved her lips achingly close to Maya’s, their noses touching.
Dr. Chang, looking deep into Maya’s lust-filled, desperate eyes, said “And the truth is… you don’t want to just cum,” Dr. Chang smiled, the two still staring deep into each other’s eyes.
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