This one had seemed like prime breeding stock, with adequate milk sacks, wide birthing hips and a submissive nature but after reaching 18 she still hadn’t swollen fat and began leaking even after countless breedings.

The farmer sighed at the loss of potential and ordered the cow girl to lie flat inside the shed. It housed a large snake which he used to dispose of useless stock - the most cost effective solution he’d found when his herd and production had grown to large.

She’d followed his every command, listening as he told her not to struggle as the jaws of the large animal began to slide over her legs, jawing then squishing against her plush flesh as it worked its was up.

He could see the instinctual fear in her eyes as danger registered in the back of her brain but she kept her eyes on her owner, holding as still as she could despite her short panting breaths.

The snake worked its jaws over her plump rear, its forked tongue periodically flickering over her mound and stomach. Her legs were firmly encased in the tight, wet throat of the animal and she could feel the muscles clamping down on them, pulling them further down with every swallow.
Knowing she was soon to realise the danger she was in, he ordered her to put both her hands at her sides and he watched as she reached them down and wriggled them into the suffocating grip of the throat beside her hips, securing them firmly behind her.

The snake swallowed again and just as the farmer had predicted with all of his experience, her instincts seemed to finally kick in and he watched as she was began to squirm and whine as she was pulled further into the hot, wet maw.
Most of her thrashing body was smothered securely within the pulsing ropes of muscle.

Her struggles amounted in a small shudders visible throughout the snakes throat. All that was left visible to the open light was the massive swell of both her useless teats, bursting from the tight ring of throat muscle. The mounds began to darken in shade, turning a light pink then a deep angry red and they were trapped under the heavy folds of flesh.

With another swallow, one teat popped into the milking tunnel of the snake’s throat and all that was left was one pathetic milk sack which slid slowly into the puckered throat, the nipple flushing dark pink before it disappeared too under the weight of her body being milked towards it’s stomach.

The farmer watched as the shapely bulge sank down the length of the snake, resting around the middle as it compressed into a notable mound as she was forced into the tight confines of the animals stomach. from the shape of the bulge, it appeared she had her knees to her head and her large tits pressed hard against the thin skin of the animal. The farmer brushed a hand over the bumps and the mass jerked at the contact. He continued to mash and press on the large bulges visible through the snake, not having to wait long until the girl had began digesting and she began to thrash from within, her shrieks and begging audible even through the flesh confines.

She had long ago stopped screaming and her struggles has died out as the bulges he groped and squeezed began to soften until the bulge was nearly gone from view and he could not feel any distinguishable body parts.

The snake was currently asleep but would soon dispose of the cow girl’s remains which the farmer would repurpose as fertiliser, just like the other 34 cattle he had to repurpose this week.
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Another rushed vorny dump, no doubt full of typos and errors. I hope you enjoy it though. As always, feel free to drop ideas at to what you would like to see.

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