Ever since she was young, Claire loved cows.She enjoyed their looks, their sounds and even their taste, beef being her favorite type of meat to eat. She had even worked at a few dairy farms back during her school holidays to get closer to her animal of admiration, enjoying how strong they felt despite being so gentle, the picture she had taken of her being nuzzled to the ground by a cow one of her prized possessions. Even after she graduated, and started working for real, she wanted to have a small farm of her own, just to have some bovine company to pass her time, working a simple job as an office clerk for the past 10 years to get enough starting capital.
 
 
One day, when Claire returned home from work, she checked her letter box as usual when she found an unmarked envelope amongst her usual bills, addressed directly to her. Placing the envelopes on her only table in her small, one room apartment, she went to wash out all the grime of the day, her id card getting tangled in her short black hair as she tried to take it off her neck. She lazed around in front of the mirror a bit, stripping down to admire her fit and sizable physique, one that had gotten her a bit of distaste from her female co-workers, and looks of lust from the male counterparts. With a sigh, she got washed up, and then continued around naked as she got ready to close out her day, first by reading the letter she got.
 
 
She froze in surprise as she read the letter. The sender was unknown, but somehow knew about her dream of owning a farm. The sender states that they wished to sell their farm to her at a surprisingly cheap price, and even included a cow into the deal. The only catch is she has to live at the farm for as long as she uses it, and take care of the cow, Bessie, properly. Any milk and other products she produces can be consumed, and any excess sold for currency to upgrade the premise should she wish. In the back of her mind, she felt it too good to be true, but her childish nature was beginning to show, and she immediately called her boss to inform him that she was quitting, not caring about the backlash. She then went to work packing her measly belongings into her car, literally dropping everything she had just to live her dream.
 
 
The next day, she slid her house key along with her bills under her landlord’s door and drove off, out of the miserable city and to the great outdoors. The address given by the letter was already added to her GPS system, and after a good 3 hours of non-stop driving, she finally arrived. It was a surprisingly spacious place, with a sizable field, a massive red barn and a pretty looking two storey rustic home. The fence around the premise was quite out of place, however, with wire chain link fences that surrounded the land, security cameras watching the perimeter and the ones at the gate focusing on her car as she drove up. The gate opened automatically, letting her in, with no one manning the checkpoint. Claire was starting to have doubts as she drove up to the place, as the gate closed behind her.
 
 
Her fears started creeping in when she noticed a hooded figure standing outside the main house, wearing the heavy looking dark purple robe and hood despite the heavy sun beating down on him. She stopped the car when he waved at her, pulling his hood down to reveal a surprisingly young man, looking like he was in his early 20s. “You must be Claire~. Pleased to meet you. I’m the former owner of this place.” He introduces with a grin, reaching out his hand to shake her once she opens the car door.
“Y-yes.. I am.. You own this place?” She asks hesitantly in reply.
“Indeed. Though as fond as I am of Bessie, I don’t really have any more time to take care of her properly. Which is why I called for you. As long as Bessie is happy and producing a lot of milk, I’m happy~. Now, I couldn’t place this warning in the letter, as it is classified. But Bessie isn’t your ordinary cow.” The man informs, lowering his voice as he says his warning.
“W-what do you mean, is she sick?” Claire asks in reply
“No, she’s the result of some black site experiment. Real classified stuff. But I got her loose when they wanted to dispose of her. She is way smarter than your average cow, that’s for sure. Knew what they were planning and was already working on her own escape before I got to her. But she has grown quite a bit since then, and her size might shock you.”
 
 
Claire paused at his story, wondering if that was the reason for all the security, not wanting anyone to find out about Bessie. She felt she already knew too much to be let free, and sighs in resignation. “So, where is she? I want to meet her before anything else. But can I still refuse the offer?”
“You can, and don’t worry, no one else will know about this. The worst that would happen is you letting it slip, and some other side deals with you, but I won’t do anything to stop you from leaving alive.” He says with a morbidly cheerful tone, perhaps trying to reassure her, but only sending a shiver down Claire’s spine. “Anyway, let’s go see bessie. I already told her about you, and she seems quite excited to meet her new caretaker.” He then says without giving Claire time to respond, leading her to the big barn.
 
 
As she took her hesitant steps in following the mysterious owner, she could feel the air around her rumble as a rhythmic low sound was heard. Her host seems to sense her question, and remarks “Bessie must be asleep right now, that’s her snoring.” Without another word, he pushed the barn door open, revealing the single occupant asleep atop a large mound of hay. Claire’s mind went blank for a moment as she stood there, trying to process the scene before her.
 
 
Laying atop the hay pile was a titan of a woman that was by her estimate twice her height, or what she assumes is a woman due to her twin rack of heavy breasts on her chest. The thought is confused by the thick member hanging from between her legs, with a pair of hefty looking balls accompanying them. The woman’s body, save for her breasts, belly and crotch, was covered in a thick cowhide, with the familiar patterns associated with bovines, white with dots of different shades of brown all over. Her head was that of a proper cow, with nubs of horns growing from her head and a rather adorable looking pair of ears poking out the side of her head. Her whole body was quite thick overall, with a good amount of muscle on her body. Finally, her hands were quite human, but her feet ended in hooves, and she had a cute tail that was swishing about as she slept.
 
 
“W-wait, I have to take care of her?” Claire asks nervously, feeling like she really shouldn’t have seen this.
“Yup, don’t worry. She can actually take care of herself. She just wanted some company. And I have a feeling you would have been perfect. The fact you haven't run away yet is proof of that~.” He replies with a chuckle, before a beeing is heard from within his robe. “Ah… I have other matters to attend to, go and introduce yourself to Bessie, and I’m sure you will get along well. See ya~” He then rushes off, before disappearing completely when Claire blinks again.
Bewildered and confused, Claire sighs at the mess she possibly got herself into. Not wanting to be rude, she decides to go towards the sleeping cow woman, noticing the gaming rig set up nearby, sized up for her usage. As she got closer, Bessie began to stir, yawning atop her hay bed as she rubbed her eyes. “Hi…” Claire greets them meekly, a bit nervous being so close to such a big woman.
 
 
Bessie opened her eyes, and as she looked at Claire,she giggled. “My, aren’t you an adorable little thing~” She remarks, reaching down to pick Claire up, hugging her.Not anticipating such an action, Claire didn’t move, and was lifted easily into her embrace, the warmth and feeling of her hide giving her flashbacks to her time cuddling cows back at the dairy farm, calming her down. “Are you my new buddy, little one~? Come here to help ol’ Bessie out with her problems~?” Bessie asks, giggling as she gets a nod from Claire. “Well, that’s good~. Now, how about we get to know each other~”
 
 
Claire couldn’t stop herself from blushing as she was placed on Bessie’s lap, feeling the hot member below her and the soft breasts sloshing around on her back as they chatted about each other, Bessie acting like the sweet southern mother and wanting to be friends with her. By the time they had finished talking, Claire was feeling quite thirsty, and a lot more relaxed around her new bovine friend. When asked if she could go back to the house to get something to drink, however, Bessie stopped her. “Why do you need plain ol’ water~? I got jugs full of delicious milk right here~” Bessie coos, “It might get a bit messy though. So how about you remove your clothes first. Don’t want that sharp dress of yours getting ruined.” Unable to fault the reasoning, and allured with the constant sloshing earlier, Claire couldn’t say no to drinking the product straight from the tap, and followed Bessie’s instructions.
 
 
Bessie let out a whistle as she watched Claire strip, her member getting a bit hard. When the human was finally naked, Bessie brought her into her embrace, letting Claire suckle on her breast like a baby, mooing in pleasure as she drank. Claire was in heaven, drinking her warm delicious milk, much better than any milk she ever tasted. With a cheeky grin, Bessie pushed on Claire’s head with her finger, the woman’s eyes widening in surprise as the nipple widened up and engulfed her head. She tried screaming as she felt herself being sucked in, but her struggles only caused Bessie to moan more in pleasure, her breast flesh stretching to accommodate the human, quickly slurping her fully in.``S-sorry, darling~. I couldn’t resist. I just love the feeling of someone massaging my insides~. He hasn’t crawled in my breasts for months already…” Bessie apologizes, squeezing her breast as more milk is produced, egged on by Claire’s squirming.
 
 
Claire wasn’t having too much fun however, but soon tired herself out, relaxing in the breast. As the panic slowly faded from her mind, she did feel herself enjoying her soft prison, idly licking the walls to taste the milk. A few minutes pass, and Claire jolted awake as she felt the world around her get squeezed, reeling she had fallen asleep. “Come on out~” She could hear Bessie coo, and following the pressure, she eventually saw daylight once more, getting carefully pulled free from Bessie’s breast. “D-don’t surprise me like that again, ok..?” Claire remarked, trying to sound angry, but couldn’t wipe the pleased grin on her face. “Sorry~. Can we do it again tomorrow~. It actually helps me produce more milk, and Tomorrow is my milking day.” “I don’t see why not~” Claire replied, blushing hard at the thought. Claire then giggled as Bessie licked her clean, before returning to the house for the night, finding all her luggage already brought in and set up.
 
 
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That night, her dreams were filled with thoughts of Bessie and what happened earlier, unable to get the softness of her body out of her mind. Claire woke up restless, feeling the soft bed not as comfortable as she had hoped. After breakfast, Claire went to the barn, deciding to leave her clothes behind. She knocked on the barn and saw Bessie playing her game, a shooter of some sort, yelling at her teammates or something. Claire herself wasn’t much of a gamer, so she just went to Bessie and cuddled up against her, her eyes lazily going downwards. A blush formed on her face as she stared at Bessie’s person sized member,her thoughts running wild with years of contained lust, to the point she didn’t even notice Bessie finishing her game and calling her a few times. “You really want that cock, don’t you~?” Bessie remarks, picking a surprised Claire up when she wasn’t getting any replies. “Well, you can help me get more milk if you tend to it. Do you want to~” Bessie teases, as she pulls on a leaver to call down a number of milk extractors, clearly designed for her.
 
 
Seeing Claire’s eager nod, Bessie giggled, and placed the woman down on her member, moaning as she attached the milk extractors to herself, Claire licking her cock like a sex crazed slut. Bessie then relaxed as she felt Claire play around with her cock, feeling the milk leave her body and more being produced as she idly snacks on some grain from a bag. Claire, intoxicated with lust, was eager to please, feeling the throbbing member grow beneath her as she ground her slit against it, licking the cock head and fingering the opening. Her thoughts then went back to yesterday, and wondered if she could enter Bessie again.
 
 
As Bessie’s cock got fully erect, Claire could no longer grind against it, and climbed up the shaft to sit on the flared tip. Already slick with pre, however, she slipped, and her leg went down into the eager cock hole, Claire moaning in pleasure as she felt the hot embrace of Bessie’s cock, the member sucking her deeper with each twitch. “A-ahhh.. T-tha-at feels a-amzing~” Bessie moans, as her cock continues to swallow Claire down, the woman starting to pleasure herself as she is consumed by the bovine’s shaft. Soon, Claire bulges out Bessie’s sizable balls, squirming about in its tight, cum filled confines. Unable to stop herself, she eagerly licks the walls of her new prison, enjoying the salty taste of Bessie’s seed, and continue squirming about. Bessie, meanwhile, is in heaven, feeling her caretaker squirming in her sac. She takes one last milker and slides it over her throbbing cock, massaging her balls to pleasure herself more. Both Bessie and Claire came many times during the milking session, the cow woman’s milk never ceasing as she is brought to orgasm again and again by all the stimulation.
 
 
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Claire woke up in the tight, but comforting soft embrace of Bessie’s balls, and giggled to herself. She liked it here, within her new companion, and wondered where else she could explore. But first, she needed to get out. She squirmed and squirmed, feeling the cum level rise, as Bessie moaned in her sleep. Harder and harder, she squirmed, the cow woman’s cock getting fully erect. The walls clench down on her as Bessie shoots her load, squeezing Claire tightly as the cum is drained around her as the orb refuses to let its prize go. With a sigh, Claire relaxed, feeling it would be best for Bessie to awaken before she tries to get out again.
 
 
Feeling hungry, She had no choice but to lick up the fluid around her, and was amazed at the taste. It was salty, beefy and surprisingly delicious. By the time she drank her fill, Bessie had awoken, and made to detach the milking devices from her body. “You doing ok in there, sweetie~?” Bessie coos, feeling her bulging sac.
“Y-ya… I would like to get out though…” Claire replies, feeling a bit bloated from all the guzzling she did. Bessie begins massaging her sac, and Claire could feel the walls soften, the sphincter holding her in opening up. Not missing the chance, she pushed her way through, and began crawling up Bessie cock, the cow woman moaning in pleasure. Soon, Claire sees the light, just as Bessie reaches her peak. With a fountain of white, Claire is launched from the cock, right into Bessie’s maw, which was open from her moaning in pleasure. Feeling the woman land on her mouth, she gives her a lick down before letting the dazed woman out, patting her on the belly after noticing the surprising gut on her.
“Boy, you sure drank a lot there~. You must really love how I taste~” Bessie chuckles, getting a wet burp in reply.
 
 
After letting Claire rest for a bit, Bessie got up, and began washing the milking equipment. Claire felt a bit useless, and so suggested she try and transport the milk, before giving up on that plan when Bessie revealed the collection vessels are as big as she is. With really no way to help, Claire started to sulk a bit, sitting down on the bed of hay as Bessie went to work. An hour later, Bessie was done, and returned to find Claire sound asleep once again on her bed of hay. Bessie, already quite fond of her new caretaker, gave her a kiss to wake her up, causing Claire to awake with a yelp, much to Bessie’s amusement. “You know, I don’t mind sleeping with you tonight, or the rest of your time here actually~” Bessie remarks with a chuckle. Claire blushed at the remark. “That would be nice. I- is there anywhere else I can explore~?” Claire asked in reply, inciting a chuckle from her bovine companion.
 
“W-well, there is one last place you haven't seen yet, one last one that has no risk to your health, i mean~” Bessie coos, sitting down and spreading her legs, lifting her heavy balls with one hand and spreading her moist slit with the other. “N-now, come on to your new home, little one~” She coos. Claire smiles at Bessie, crawling over to the inviting folds, kissing it lovingly before gently pushing herself in. Bessie moans in pleasure as her caretaker slides into her pussy, eagerly crawling deeper and stretching out her sensitive flesh. It isn’t long before Claire finds her companion’s cervix, and eager to get deeper, gives the ring of flesh loving licks and kisses, grinning at the moans echoing around her. Before long, Bessie cums, and as her cervix twitches, it surges forwards, gulping Claire into her womb. Finally where she wanted to be, Claire relaxes, gently masturbuating within Bessie’s womb, as the cowgirl relaxes from her orgasm. “W-we will g-get along just fine~” Bessie coos, patting the bulge in her belly, as Claire slowly drifts off to sleep.
 
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