Chapter 5 - hannahs transition

Heidi watched what was happening to Hannah with sympathetic resignation. She had seen it before, sometimes in newcomers, and sometimes in established milkmaids. The Prince thought it was amusing to keep them guessing, not knowing whether they might begin the transition to a milk-cow at any moment.

Hannah was naked, kneeling on all fours, her plump abdomen supported by a padded bench, her heavy breasts hanging over the end, encased in a pair of suction cups connected to a milking machine that was applying a strong suction to each breast alternately, pulling the large and erect nipples deep into the glass forms that imprisoned them. Hannah's desperate need for relief from the pressure in her mammaries had driven her to the position she was in, and the sensations of need in her body were not abating.

Her rational thought process was almost entirely forced out by the overwhelming sensations of animal need coursing through her body. The feelings of pressure and pain in her swollen breasts were eased slightly by the pumping, but she felt an only increasing need for release, and a craving for ever stronger suction. At the same time she was feeling an uncontrollable sexual need that inflamed her virgin pussy.

Heidi noticed in her the signs of the transition, the rhythmic gyration of her hips, the musky scent of sexual arousal from the puffy and swollen vulva, the matted tuft of pubic hair wet with moisture from the tormented girl's sopping ***. Anticipating Hannah's desperate need to ease the fire in her loins, Heidi had placed a large silicone dildo on an armature attached to the bench a few inches from Hannah's vaginal opening, warning her that if she took her ease with it while being milked it would hasten the transition. Her own opinion was that it was cruel to draw out the process, and that the sooner the girls made the full change the better it was for them. The fear and self-loathing of a girl going through the change into a human milk-cow was the worst part in her mind. At least the cows themselves were happy in their drug-induced oblivion, their lives a mist of bodily sensation, simple needs and fulfillment.

Heidi watched Hannah's bucking hips, her body writhing in need, her tortured breasts promising her release, but the pressure still building, and the frustration in her *** growing to levels she could no longer bear. Moaning in frustration and need she shuffled herself back as far as her restraint would allow, pushing her ass high into the air and feeling blindly for the dildo, gasping in pleasure and surprise as she felt it press against her sopping entrance. Heidi noticed the size of her lips, inflamed by the drugs in her body, perhaps doubled in size and deep red with arousal. She arched her back as she pressed her pelvis backwards, impaling herself on the dildo with a gasp of relief, the feeling of fullness providing momentary respite from the aching need for sexual release.

Heidi bent down, stroking Hannah's brown hair from her eyes, the girl's pupils wide with panic and need. Knowing that Hannah would be desperately hungry she placed the feeding tube into her mouth, knowing as she did so that every mouthful of the drug-laced fluid would hasten Hannah's transition from woman to cow. Grunting softly in gratitude, Hannah began to suck, softly at first, then more vigorously at the tube, filling her mouth and her belly with the rich liquid, packed with nutrients and hormones that only further eroded any will to resist that she had.

She slowly began to rock her body forwards and backwards, carefully adjusting the position of her pelvis to take the artificial penis deep into her vagina, ***ing herself slowly on the cock, reveling in the feeling of fullness, no longer resisting the needful feelings overpowering her body. She felt that this was truly her calling, that she had never felt as fulfilled and happy as she did now, being penetrated from behind as she swallowed mouthful upon mouthful of rich and tasty syrup while her udders were massaged and milked. She wondered in a moment of clarity why it had taken her so long to realize that this was truly her calling.

Heidi watched, simultaneously awed and horrified by the transformation of the young woman to an animal, desperate only to satisfy its carnal needs. She watched as Hannah's body began to thrust more frequently, unaware of the indignity of her position, ass high in the air, pushing herself back and forth onto the dildo, frantically seeking release from the burning need in her ***. Wanting only to help the girl and to put her out of her misery, Heidi turned up the intensity of the milking machine, the power and frequency of the suction bursts increasing dramatically. Hannah's body responded instantly, a shudder running through her as her pelvis twisted slightly to angle her engorged clitoris to the dildo embedded in her and she began to suck more furiously on the tube of nutritional fluid in her mouth. The sensations were overpowering - the feelings of completion, contentment, and fullness sending waves of endorphins throughout her body.

As Heidi did her best to sooth the girl, wiping the perspiration from her brow, she noticed a subtle change in the motions of her body. Hannah's thrusting had become less frantic, and more deliberate and firm, her sucking settled into a rhythm, and her breasts had begun to leak a small amount of colostrum. Heidi, knowing that this was the beginning of the end, pushed firmly on the dildo, moving it closer to Hannah's body, and the girl's movement shifted again. She settled into a faster, more frantic thrusting, taking the dildo in and out of her sopping pussy as twice the speed. Her sucking also increased, and suddenly, her body seemed to spasm, frozen in time.

She arched her back, pressing her most sensitive parts against the intruder as the breast pumps finally began to extract their toll from her udders. Milk flooded from her in orgasmic spurts, spattering onto the glass jars attached to her breasts as she renewed her sucking on the mouth tube, and recommenced her ***ing of herself on the dildo, this time slowly and deliberately.

As the milk begins to flow in earnest from her painfully swollen breasts, her release begins. She spasms, mid thrust, holding her clitoris, pressing it tight against the dildo as the overwhelming pleasure of release begins to trigger her orgasm. It is an orgasm that she never imagined. The pain in her breasts is suddenly transformed into the most exquisite pleasure, as milk flows, her nipples and breasts tingle and pulse with ecstasy. She knows that this is truly what her body was made for. As her breasts swell with reward, her pussy spasms, contracting in a series of rippling climaxes, overwhelming her brain with messages of joy and completion. She can't remember the last time her body felt this good, every single nerve ending is firing in orgasmic bliss.

She has no idea how long it takes the spasming arch of her spine to relax, or how long she is paralyzed by the sensations of pleasure and need, but when her conscious mind begins to reassert itself, it is with feelings of shame and degradation.

"What? What happened to me?" She asks, looking in embarrassment at Heidi.

"It's alright my child, you'll be ok soon. You're undergoing a transformation, that's all." Reassures Hiedi.

"A transformation to what?" Asks Hannah.

"You're going to be a milk-cow. Maybe a breeder too. The feelings you had are only the start. Soon they will be what dominates your waking mind. You're going to be obsessed with feeding, being milked, and having orgasms. It's what happens to all the cows. It sounds scary, but actually it's not a bad life. The drugs mean that their conscious minds take a back seat, and basically they spend their life satisfying those three urges. It's not so bad, they can do any of the three any time they like. Its a happy life!"

"Please! Please! I don't want this - please let me go!" cried Hannah.

"Oh Sweetheart, I can't do that - it's not me, its the drug you've already taken. I couldn't reverse it even if I wanted to. I can promise you that you'll be well taken care of though. The other milkmaid and I are really diligent about making sure the milk-cows' needs are met.