Chapter 5

for the most part she slept as the drugs and her own body conspired to keep the traumatized young girl unconscious while she adapted to her new situation.

For the first time in her life Cindy woke up at dawn the next morning as the morning alarm announced the start of another day on the farm, Bertha deciding overnight that the new intake was no longer attempting escape had lowered the dose of tranquilizers so her head was almost clear as she blinked the sleep from her eyes.

The long tube that had force fed her the night before was nowhere in sight having retracted after her last feeding so she was able to lean forwards and gulp thirstily at the water trough to ease the soreness in her throat.

‘I feel like I spent all night giving head to King Kong’ she groaned softly ‘Damn you Bertha let me the heck out of here.’

If the computer was listening it gave no sign but the feeding hose dropped down filling the food trough with another gooey pile of feed.

‘Forget it Bertha I’m not eating that shit again’ Cindy muttered eyeing the unsavoury looking gloop with distaste.

‘IF LIVESTOCK CINDY DOES NOT IT WILL BE TUBE FED UNTIL IT REGAINS ITS APPETITE’ Bertha announced in her deep emotionless voice the mechanical arms above whirring menacingly.

‘Okay okay you fucking bitch ill eat just leave me alone’ Cindy said quickly her defiance crumbling against the machines merciless pronouncement. The feed tasted disgusting but she began to eat hurried handfuls of the noxious glop trying not to gag on it but she was soon full and the trough was only half empty so in desperation she began scooping it out and dropping it onto the floor hoping that the computer wouldn’t notice.

Unfortunately Bertha was not to be fooled, the long feeding tube was lowered and forced past the struggling girl’s lips filling her stomach painfully as the wasted food was washed away by the stalls cleaning program.

While she was still being uncomfortably force fed another set of arms lowered bearing the unmistakable tubes of a milking machine, as Cindy writhed and gurgled in protest her eyes wide in panic as the machine ran a laser scanner across her belly hoping frantically that it wouldn’t be able to figure out her different biology but the computerised arm worked its way inexorably towards her chest and finally sprayed her with cold water before pressing two sucking hoses against her chilled and unwilling nipples.

The pull of the machine was brutal dragging at her sensitive nipples as it tried to milk the struggling girl, no matter how she wriggled and squirmed the relentless pulsing suction of the milking claw kept them attached until it finally decided it was finished.

The rest of the day continued much the same as the last with the additional indignity of the milking machines visit with each feeding, unfortunately Cindy was more alert without the numbing influence of the tranquilizers and she was forced to suffer through the full day awake.

Soon after her first feed she became uncomfortably aware of her over full bladder but Bertha remained adamant that Cindy was livestock and no longer entitled to use the facilities, eventually flushed with embarrassment she was forced to go, her mess immediately flushed away by the cleaning system much to her relief.

By morning the feeding hose had once again been removed and Cindy ate without further encouragement the sticky animal feed tasting far more pleasant than the taste of the feeding tube, each meal the machines tended to her the milking machine abusing her swollen tingling nipples while the needle tipped arm pumped her full of her prescribed chemical cocktail.

As the days passed Cindy became used to the routine, the feed no longer tasted bad to her thanks to the mildly addictive supplements added to it and she finished every meal never with relish noticing that each one was slightly larger than the last.

Between the drugs and supplements and the pulsing suction of the milking claw it wasn’t long until she began to lactate, her breasts swelling with milk as her nipples slowly stretched ever longer. At first Cindy was horrified at the first obvious being forced onto her body but the insistent pulling of the machine soon started to have another side effect as each dragging pulse was answered by an echoing throb from her crotch.

At first she tried to ignore her bodies insistent reactions but with each milking the throbbing grew stronger until at last she gave in sobbing with relief as she rubbed frantically at her sodden pussy exploding into the strongest orgasm of her young life.

As the days progressed came to enjoy and then actively look forward to the erotic suction of the milking machine as it pulsed around her engorged nipples draining her of her milk as she wriggled and moaned no longer in pain but frantically rubbing her clit as she achieved climax after climax.

Bertha continued to monitor her as the days crept past, if computers were capable of satisfaction she would no doubt have been pleased at the progress made by the new livestock. Cindy began to put on weight with increasing swiftness as the rich feed piled on the pounds, her belly which had been slim and tight in all her slinky designer dresses started to bulge and then hang over the fabric of the supporting cradle alongside her swelling breasts.

After a week the cradle bearing arms lowered Cindy to the floor and pulled away as the collar released from the cables with a whirring click of gears, she had gotten so used to the gentle support of the hoist that her legs wouldn’t support her at first so she sat dazed and confused on the floor of her stall.

For the first time Cindy realised quite how big she had become, her thighs no longer fashionably thin were round and plump and her breasts had grown immensely from their former C cup and now swollen and engorged with milk rested heavy on her pudgy belly.

God I’m as big as a house Cindy thought looking down at herself, strangely she realised she wasn’t horrified at her new size perhaps her experience had simply drained her past the point where she couldn’t be shocked any further but she found herself oddly aroused at her fattened shape.