Sally was quite the odd girl growing up, and now as an adult, it hasn't really changed much. Sally grew up as a farm girl, with blonde hair that in her adult years formed two twin braids that had pink bows that extended down past her shoulders and to her breasts. She had quite the boobs, large, round, and perky with her youth. Her lips were full and usually the only thing she put makeup on, a nice bright pink color that matched her hair bows. Her clothes for the day were an old set of denim cut-offs that didn't even cover her ass fully, letting what her momma gave her hang out. Paired with that was another old, strapless blouse that was red and white checker pattern that went down to just above her belly button.
Sally was a very curious woman, and her biggest fascination was with cows, and weirder still, their digestive track and their four stomachs. Now old enough, she was in charge of her own chores, Sally often volunteered to help out with any of her family's cattle, but her favorite one was Betsy. Betsy was a greyish brown. To mark her as a milking cow, she had a gold ring pierced in her left ear, but usually the large and full udders gave it away. Sally was happy, for today was Betsy's milking day.
Finding her favorite cow in the middle of a field, Betsy knelt down in preparation of her task.
*FFRRRSSHSRRRRBBLLRRRRTTT*
*Splat*
Sally looked to the back of Betsy, the cow's tail lifted up and its anus was pushing out a nice liquid slop. The digested remains of the cows previous meals of grass and hay. It formed a nearly solid puddle of shit underneath the cow's massive backside.
"OOOhh, isn't that something?" Salley looked intrigued.
As the brown muck with a greenish hue steamed in what is known as a cow pie, Sally had an idea only her curious self could have.
"Wanna add some spicy proteins to your boring grass diet, Betsy?" Sally had gotten up to already get naked.
The blonde farm girl didn't want to hurt her favorite cow, just explore its insides first hand. Betsy looked up, a questioning expression if a cow could have one, her tongue off to the side with a strand of saliva started to drip from it. Sally had quickly gotten her top off, letting her bosom hang freely in the soft breeze. Her pink nipples shown brightly against her rather milky tan skin. The only thing left she was wearing was a set of pink underwear with a bit of a frill that lined the waistband.
"Yeah? Does that sound good?" Sally rubbed Betsy under the chin, *man I wish I could actually talk to her.* Sally thought.
Sally removed her panties and presented herself, completely exposed to her bovine bestie. With the invitation, Betsy started to lick her human prey. She went straight for the milkers as Sally's boobs seemed tasty looking.
"MMMHHH... Yes! Taste me! Taste Me everywhere!" Sally moaned and giggled with delight at the tickling of the rough tongue on her soft skin.
The cow slowly did taste everywhere, the belly, straw like hair, even the nearly hairless pussy. Sally generally kept herself trimmed with the exception of a small bush just above her womanhood. After feeling Betsy had truly tasted everywhere, even her privates, Sally sat down on the grass in front of the cow.
"And now send me to your tummy! I'm soo curious about your fours stomachs." Sally looked up as Betsy's maw stretched open above her.
*This crazy cowgirl really wants to know about my stomachs?* Betsy thought.
All along, Betsy had hidden her ability to talk. But it was hard not to learn after all the years Sally had talked to her, the blonde chick was a real yapper.
*gulp*
Leaning down, Betsy swallowed, getting her owner's head into her mouth. The tongue sliding along to smooth back. The cow lifted her head, her strong neck making it easy to lift her prey along with it.
*gulp*
Sally slid into the maw, her head already going down the throat. Barely, she could see the sphincter that lead into the first stomach.
"Tehehe, MMHHHHH, Stop it!" Sally said playfully.
*MMMM, tastes like chicken* Betsy thought back to one time where she accidently swallowed a chicken who was hiding in her hay pile.
The human's hips were now just outside of the large maw, the long tongue had started to swirl on the outside of her tender bits. The saliva mixing with the pussy juices as the cow's tongue briefly entered the vagina before...
*gulp*
Betsy continued to send Sally into her first stomach, Sally was now beginning to curl up in the tight cavern.
*gulp*
With one final struggle, the human toes slipped down the cattle's gullet and joined the rest of the human in the first of the four stomachs.
It took awhile, or that's what Sally thought, for the stomach to fill up with a clearish, green liquid, which was the first bit of stomach acid. It didn't really do much to Sally, just felt like a warm bath. However, just as the liquid had submerged her head, she heard the sounds of digestion get louder.
*Wow! and now?* She though, not wanting to drown in the grassy juice.
*gurgugule*
Another sphincter opened up, and the first stomach forced her through.
*Squelch*
Sally didn't realize it until she was moved between stomachs, but her skin had started to get soft. This time, she was upright, but the acid was much stronger as it started to eat away at her flesh. Soon reddish skin started to fall off of her body that was submerged. Her plump ass, her nice thighs, her calves and part of her stomach. Though the bits that hurt the most, but she endured for her curiosity, was that her soft pussy and her tender nipples had slowly been dissolved too.
*This hurts more than I thought.* She thought.
*uurgl*
"AAAYYY!" She screamed a bit as she was forced into the third stomach, the squeezing of the stomachs hurt her sore and already partially digested body.
As Sally was flipped around again, she held her breath. Her nearly skeletal legs and her ribs started to show, she tried to hold onto life until she made it to her goal, the fourth stomach.
*Come on Sally you can do this!* She told herself in her mind.
However, Betsy's gut had other plans for it willful prey. Sally's face had started to melt off as one of her eyes started to fall out too.
*CRRUUNNCCCHHH*
Betsy laid down on her belly, tired from all the extra weight, crushing Sally into oblivion.
*uuuurrrpp*
Betsy had burped up some cud, it was bits of Sally's hair and a hair bow. The cow lazily munched on it for a bit while the remains of her owner filtered into the fourth and final stomach as nothing more than nutrient soup. Eventually, Betsy fell asleep, still not milked, her udders practically bursting with a surplus of milk.
 The next morning...
*FFFRRRRRRTTTT*
Betsy let out a tremendous fart that shook the barnyard.
Betsy looked up to see Susan, Sally's mom walking up the meadow to meet the cow. Susan was a spitting image of her daughter, just with some motherly pudge and better curves, her hair was freely around her face too, not tied up. Immediately, Betsy began to look panicked, she didn't want to be turned to ground beef for eating a human.
Susan was carrying a bucket and stool, the milf figured when her daughter didn't come back yesterday, that meant that Betsy hadn't been milked.
"Ooooh Betsy, have you seen Sally?" The milf questioned the cow.
Susan had sat down on the chair, not expecting an answer, she prepared to milk Betsy. The milf began to tug on the udders and slowly cream started to be squirted into the bucket.
Then...
*FFRRRSSSHHHTTT*
*SCHLLAAP*
A huge stream of soft shit was forced out of her bovine rectum. It was more chunky, with bits of white and strands of golden yellow.
*FFHSSSHHH*
The cow also peed a golden stream that matched the bits of hair in her turd.
*FFFRRRRRTTT*
*BRRRLLLLLRRRRTTTT*
As pounds upon pounds piled behind the cow, Betsy let out a light moan.
"MMMOOOOOOO!!" A large round object, a half digested skull with two braids of messed up hair stretched her puckered asshole to an abnormal width.
*SSQQLLLCH*
With a wet plop, Sally's skull landed on the mound of shit she had been reduced too.
Susan was already looking at the heap of manure with what was for sure her daughter's skull on top.
"Damn!! She really did it! I hope, at least you had a little bit of fun while it lasted, daughter." Susan saw a hairbow in the shit.
Susan was still milking her cow, realizing she was now childless.
"I guess it's better to use this milk for my purposes only. ...And I think my cow might be a case for this special zoo that I hear about on the news." Susan recalled the news and a blog about how a reporter was swallowed and digested by a snake not too long ago.
Susan never even cleaned up the shitty remains of her daughter, she just left them to fertilize the grass noll, but after she put the milk in a glass jar, she found the Zoo's phone number and called.
"You'll come to pick her up in the next few days? ... $100,000 for my cow because she digested my daughter? I'll take it!!" Susan jumped with glee, her fat ass and large breasts bouncing with her excitement
 To be continued...