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Milk Marketing Prize
By Lord Erington

Prologue

Jenny had worked for the milk marketing board now for some 20 years; she was in her late forties and had never married. Whilst she as not the most attractive women in the world, she was still quite pleasant for her age. Some would say she was a little overweight, with large breast, hips and legs, but she had the height to carry off her looks. In the past she found that boyfriends, some how, could not turn her on, in the way that she felt they should, and for the last few years she had given up all thoughts and ideas on men and sex.

"Ok who's won the best milk of the month award?" Said Babs her best friend and work mate.

"High Level Farm," said Jenny. "For the 10th time in a row."

High Level, along with all the other farm's sent in a sample of their milk for testing, each month the "best milk" received a certificate. The certificates were prized amongst the Dairy community, top prizewinner could get more for their milk, and livestock.

"Have you tried their milk?" Asked Babs. "It must be the thickest creamiest milk I have ever tasted."

"No, not yet," said Jenny. "But I thought that I might take a day off and have a drive into the country, and deliver the certificates myself, and take the chance to visit a real farm, instead of staring at pictures of cows and milking machinery on the office wall."

High Level farm

Two days later, Jenny's little Volkswagen was backtracking up and down the small Devonshire lanes. It took almost all day to find High Level Farm, at the large security fence at the entrance Jenny pressed the security button, "Hello, I'm Jenny from the Milk Marketing Board, I was in the area, so I hope you don't mind I have brought you your monthly prize certificate."

"Hi jenny," said the security gate speaker. "I'm Gerta The farm managers wife, come on up the lane to the big house, we would love to meet you and show you round." The large gates slowly opened, and Jenny drove the little car up the gravel pathway. Jenny followed the directions and parked her car outside the main farmhouse. From the distance she could see this large women with what appeared to be a Viking type helmet on her head, walking towards her. The first sight of Gerta was a shock to Jenny, Gerta was dressed full length, in a great overcoat, made out of artificial cowhide, hiding all her shape, and wearing a baseball hat with a pair of Cow horns sticking out at the sides, on the cap was the legend "I am a High Level Cow Girl."

"Do you like the hat?" Asked Gerta, tapping the false cow's horns. "We find that the cows are happy when we work with them, if they think we look a bit the same," laughed Gerta.

"Look we are about to eat," said Gerta. "Why not join us, and then afterward I can show you "Ëœround the farm and our famous dairy heard."

"Well if it's no trouble, that would be great," replied Jenny. Jenny was led into the main kitchen of the farm. About six women all dressed similar to Gerta were preparing the evening meal.

"Just grab a seat," said a large girl named Cindy. "Here, try some of my home made wine."

Jenny enjoyed the wine, and the good-humored company. "Will the farmer not be joining us?" Asked Jenny.

"Not at the moment dear, he is still on cow serving," said Cindy.

The women and Gerta all wanted to know all about her, her family, friends, and boyfriends. More wine flowed and soon Jenny felt quite drunk. At one stage she laughed when one of the girls took off her hat and was still wearing her horns!

"Hey how do you do that?" Joked Jenny.

Gerta helped Jenny to her feat "I think that we had better find you a bed for the night, we can't let you drive in this condition."

Gerta put a strong arm around Jenny's waist and helped her to a small bedroom just along from the kitchen. "Rest it off my love, you will feel better in the morning." Stated Gerta.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what's come over me." Said Jenny as she collapsed into a heap on a welcoming bed.

The transformation

Jenny woke early the following morning, with the feel of a hangover; she crossed to the window and stared out into the adjoining paddock. A bull waddled up to the fence and gave a great snort, at the same time padding the earth. Jenny was shocked that the sight of the bull aroused her in a way she had not felt for years. She slipped her hand down the front of her briefs and started to massage the top of her vagina, the bull became even more agitated, she felt herself getting wetter and the pleasure was almost unbearable, she came in a great rush, so much that she also released her bladder and bowls at the same time. Instead of being horrified at what had happened, she was completely turned on and need to rest once more.

She awoke again at midday, this time she felt things were not quite right. She ran her hands down her breasts, they seemed to have grown almost double in size, and she was surprised to find what looked and felt like a further two nipples had started to grow under her normal breasts. Her feet also ached, and her big toe's seemed to be swollen. She run her hands through her hair and was shocked to feel two small lumps on the top of her head. When she rolled back on the bed, she suddenly felt a pain at the base of her spine, and yet another lump starting to appear.

The bull was bellowing from the paddock, she once again crossed to the window, this time she was naked, and felt a desperate need to masturbate and let the bull watch. Her hand went down to her sex, only to find that it had grown in size and seemed further to the back. Once again she ran her hand deep inside and she came, over and over again. Afterward, she went back to the bed and collapsed in a heap with all kinds of unusually feelings about her body.

She dreamed, the dream saw her in a field with a great bull, she was surprised to see that she was not scared, but pleased at bulls advances, the bull pushed her to bend double, and then inserted his great cock into her dripping cows cunt. For hours the bull served her and pleasured her, when he tired she played with his cock, to start him off all over again.

She woke up from the dream into a dark room. This time she knew that her body had made some massive changes. Jenny found a small oil lamp, lit it, and the walked across to the full-length mirror. Surprisingly she was not shocked by the vision that appeared in front of her, from her head grew a large pair of cows horns, she thought they looked fantastic, her gaze then went down to her first breasts, four in all, great D-cup sizes with not nipples, but superb udders, they felt absolutely full, and when Jenny pressed them she could see milk start to leek out.

Her lower body was pure bovine, two great cow's rear legs with hooves and a tail all covered in a fine layer of wool, but what surprised her most was between her legs where her belly had been was a great udder with four teats.

She ran her hands all over her body, taking pleasure in every touch, her sex was large and wet, and screamed to be filled, her tail lifted and quite involuntary she urinated all over the floor.

The door opened and in came Gerta; her coat was open at the front displaying a body similar to Jenny's. "You're finished and you are ready to join us." She said. "The bull wants to serve you as soon as possible and make you his own."

"I'm ready," said Jenny. "No wonder you have the finest milk."

The serving

Jenny was taken down a small corridor and out into the barn at the back of the house, inside the barn were stalls just like a normal cowshed. Each stall contained a creature just like Jenny. They all seemed friendly and whispered encouragement to her for her "first time." Two stalls were totally closed, with just a small spy hole in the doors.

"Whats in there?" Inquired Jenny.

"Oh, just the four leggers," said Gerta. "They like to be private, I think they feel they are better than the rest of the herd."

Can I have a look please?" Asked Jenny.

"Yes but please be quiet, they are the herd elders and demand great respect." Gerta slid back the spy hole and Jenny peeped inside. Standing together were two superb creatures, pure cow body with four legs, and from where the cow's neck would start, women's torsos emerged. The "women" part of the bodies were late fifties guessed Jenny. They had four large pairs of breasts, with beautiful udders, all dripping with milk. Their heads displayed majestic horns. "They are the main source of our milk." Explained Gerta. "It is all our ambitions to one day become a fourlegger."

Gerta slid closed the peep hole and escorted Jenny into a large private stall."The Master will be along in a moment." In the center of the room a small table had been laid out with a bottle of wine and two large goblets. "Enjoy," said Gerta as she left the room.

Jenny's gazed all around the room, the walls were pure wood with deep straw on the floor. It smells just like any cow stall, warm and manure. She poured a goblet full of wine, and drank it down in one go. "That's not the way to drink wine," said a man's voice. "It should be sipped and enjoyed." Jenny swirled round and faced the voice, in front of her stood a large handsome creature, the top half was mostly human, well built and sprouting large bull's horns, with the bottom half, pure 100% bull. She took one look at "The Master" and automatically had a great orgasm. "Wait, we have all day for that." Said the bullman "I want you to enjoy every moment of the mating process."

The Master crossed the room and held her gently at first, his lips caressed her wanton neck. Her hands went down and grasped his great hard member, he quickly turned her round and roughly entered her from the back, her cows cunt dripped with love as again and again he thrust deep within her. His great hands squeezed her many breasts, and at the same time as she was served, he milked her as well.

"And now I want to make you know, I have had you!" He stated, he removed his cock from her vagina, and rammed it right up her cow's ass. Her screams could be heard all over the farm.

"He's made her his own." Cindy said to the rest of the "Girls" and they all cheered.

"Are you not coming back to work at the office?" Asked Babs over the phone.

"No, I really like it here, in the country, with all the cows." Jenny reflected on the last few weeks and then said "Hey why don't you come and spend the weekend with me and the girls we could open a bottle of wine or two."