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Bull Milk, LLC

By Danath (https://danath.sofurry.com/)

Commissioned by and characters © Necrosia (https://necrosia.sofurry.com/)

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"Stop worrying," Toby said. "There's never anyone here on the weekends. The whole place is automated, so only a few people work in the plant anyways."

"Are you sure? What about the owner? You said nobody's seen her in years," Rod said, following his friend through the back door of a massive production facility.

"Dude, chill. What's her name, Sabrine Grant? She's a ghost, and plus, what would she be doing in the plant now anyways? She'd be up in her office, but like I said, nobody's seen her in years. She just set the place up and pockets the profits from a beach somewhere."

Toby strode through a short hallway past server and equipment rooms onto the main floor of the plant. Huge steel vats sat on the floor, ten in total, each one a few dozen feet across and twice as high. Large pipes pumped ingredients into the supplement mix. The ingredients were mixed in the vat, cooked, and filtered down to the assembly line at the other end of the building. Beyond the processing floor, front offices filled the remainder of the building, processing sales, billing, and ordering.

Toby walked up to the nearest vat and stared up at the steel sides.

"They make a lot, huh?" he said. "I told you, dude, this company is going places. I'm lucky I got that internship."

"You think you're lucky enough to avoid getting caught breaking in?" Rod asked.

"Hey, you said you wanted to see inside," Toby said, turning around. "You could apply too. They still have the posting up on their website."

"Yeah, maybe. I like my job at the fitness center. Still sucks you left for this job," Rod said, though he looked around the facilities with interest now that he realized the scale of the operation. "What is Bull Milk, anyways?"

Toby grinned and leaned against the side of the vat. "Dude, it's so good. It's a supplement and a meal all in one."

"So it's a diet drink?"

"Well, kind of. It's designed for people who work out a lot, which is one of the reasons I was hired," Toby said. "They want people who live a healthy lifestyle to be involved. Like, guys who work out a bunch. It's a protein drink, so it's aimed at the fitness market."

"Yeah, I think I remember seeing a new display for it in the commissary at the fitness center," Rod said, nodding his head.

Toby walked towards the side wall. Above a series of closed metal doors, the words "PRODUCTION ROOMS" was painted in large black letters on the white wall. Each door had a number and a name, and the first nine in the section they approached had a bright red light lit above the arch.

Rod leaned in and read the first door out loud. "Bull Milk Production Facility, Section A, Chamber 1: Ruby." He turned around and looked at Toby. "So wait, there's someone in there?"

"No, dude, there's like, cows," Toby said. "When they gave me a tour they said they ship in these cows special and it's a big secret about where they come from."

"What's so special about them?" Rod asked, moving to the next door, chamber 2, home of "Sapphire".

"Something about their milk," Toby said, shrugging. "It's a big secret they don't tell anyone, but it's something about the amount of protein in the milk. Or it helps process protein, or something, I dunno."

"Hey, there's no name on this one," Rod said, pointing at the last door in the line.

"Yeah, each section has a few empty rooms still," Toby said. "There are four sections in all."

Rod turned the large metal handle on the door and pulled it open. The chamber lit up automatically. Smooth metal walls rose almost twenty feet overhead to a large grated ceiling. Besides the metal trough mounted on the back wall and various vents on the walls, the room was empty. About twelve feet wide and maybe twice that deep, beyond the grated floor it didn't appear to be all that special.

Rod took a step inside and looked upwards at the ceiling, which featured a regular pattern of octagonal holes about two inches each, so that it was easy to see through to the ceiling above that, which featured a variety of pipes and wires.

"So they keep the cows in here?" Rod asked.

"Yeah, but they didn't open one up for me to see during the tour," Toby said from the other side of the doorway. "Like I said, it's a big secret."

"Where's all the milking equipment?" Rod asked, looking down.

The floor featured thousands of small holes, presumably for drainage, but there wasn't any equipment otherwise. Rod wasn't an expert dairy farmer, but he knew there should be pumps and hoses and buckets or something.

"I dunno. Probably stores itself away in the walls or something," Toby said. "This place is pretty high tech. You should see the vending machines in the breakroom. Everything is free!"

"Oh, dude, that sounds awesome," Rod said, turning around. "Let's go check it omph!"

Rod grunted as he tripped and stumbled into the wall, hitting it with his shoulder. As he used his hands to brace himself, something in the wall clicked. The heavy metal door swung closed with such speed that Toby only barely managed to avoid getting pinched. The lights in the chamber went off as Rod scrambled to his feet.

"Dude, what the fuck!" Rod exclaimed, stepping back from the wall, only to bang into the other side.

In the darkness, Toby grinned ear to ear. It was almost too easy.

Outside the chamber, the red light above the door blinked on and held steady.

Inside the chamber, Rod felt the temperature rise. A wet cloud of funky-smelling steam sprayed from the walls, coating his skin and clothes. Completely blind in the dark room, Rod wiped his hands on his clothes and spluttered. The stuff smelled... strange.

Toby held himself still near the door, trying not to breath as the powerful scent filled the small chamber.

"Initializing..."

Rod looked around, but couldn't identify the source of the computerized voice.

"Human Subject Detected... Prepare for Sample Delivery..."

"Human subject? What the hell?" Rod said, pounding on the wall. "Hey! Let me out!"

"Hostile Behavior Detected... Engaging Safety Protocols..."

Wall panels slid open and a dozen mechanical arms stretched out towards Rod. Padded clamps grabbed his shoulders, arms, legs, and hips. He tried to dodge and squirm away, but the efficient robotic movements overpowered him in moments.

"Hey! Stop! Let me go!"

"Sample Preparation Complete. Commencing Delivery in 3... 2..."

"Toby! Toby, get me out of here!"

"1... Sample Delivery in Progress..."

Rod squeezed his eyes shut as another wall panel opened and a flexible telescoping tube approached. The metal tip shivered for a moment before a spray of warm, thick white fluid sprayed out, splattering across Rod's immobilized body.

"Toby! Toby, what the floughh!"

The tube angled the spray of fluid towards Rod's face, blasting him with a steady stream of the gooey, musky liquid. Rod coughed, choking and swallowing the musky, salty mess. He gasped as the spray moved the other directly, covering the rest of him. His clothes stuck to his skin, dripping in the warm white mess.

"Application Complete. Converting Agent Reaction Commencing."

Rod struggled in the mechanical clamps as he remembered the spray of mist that greeted him after the chamber closed. He doubled his efforts, gasping and shouting as he tried to wiggle free.

"Analysis Will Continue After Reaction Delay. Please Wait."

Rod's eyes suddenly rolled up into the back of his head. He went limp in the clamps, head falling backwards. Held spread-eagle a few feet above the grated floor through which the goop dripping from him drained away, Rod was still except for the front of his pants, where an obvious and painfully hard erection pushed outwards.

From his view in the corner, Toby grinned, eyes wide as he watched his friend held by the computerized clamps. The scent was affecting him as well, but because he'd avoided the main converting agent, he knew he'd be safe from what was going to happen next.

"Reaction Measurement at 2 Percent."

Rod suddenly gasped and flexed his body, trying to curl his arms and bend his legs despite the clamps around them. He relaxed finally and gasped again, breathing hard as a moan escaped his lips. He stared up the walls, towards the grate, eyes glossing over as the bulge in his pants stretched outwards further. His chest flexed again, causing his shirt to stretch across his torso. Rod groaned louder as he felt the seams pull tight and then dig into his skin, wrapping over his abs as they flexed and bulged.

"Reaction Measurement at 6 Percent."

Rod's mind raced as he tried to think despite the heat in his belly and the strange, lustful urges sending pleasant jitters down his spine. Six percent... six percent? Six percent of what?

His pants stretched around his legs, pulling tight enough to outline the muscles of his legs and calves. The threads in the seams pulled away from each other as Rod groaned and shuddered. He tried to buck his hips, anything to quell the heat growing in his chest now as well, but the robotic arms held him fast. He opened his mouth and tipped his head back, flexing again as he sharp pricks behind his ears.

"Reaction Measurement at 15 Percent."

The sound of Rod's clothes ripping away from his body echoed in the room. Tatters of fabric drifted down around his ankles, leaving him nude and suspended helplessly in mid-air.

Rod's eyes refocused on his chest as he stared down at himself. Glossy, midnight black fur sprouted over his bulging pecs, soon covering his skin entirely. He could feel it grow in over his face and shuddered again as his eyes stared down at his bulging pants. Rod's mouth hung open as he realized the size of the throbbing length trapped inside the stretching fabric. He could feel the warmth and need deep in the root of the thickness and squirmed, flexing his thighs, forcing his swollen testicles to press outwards, forming a large sphere under the thick shaft.

The soon-to-be-non-human clenched his fingers as the short, dense black fur grew in there as well. The tips of his fingers hardened as his swollen arms stretched the clamps on the robotic arms wider. A thick bull's tail pressed down the leg of his pants wiggling against his meaty thighs and thick rump. The pants couldn't take much more as they strained around the swelling muscles under his new black pelt.

"Reaction Measurement at 35 Percent."

Toby stared in awe as he watched his friend transform. He reached down with his hand and slid his palm over his erection, touching himself as arousal built inside his aching nuts. This was even better than he'd imagined. Rod was growing massive - huge muscles bloated into being across his body, bulking him up and increasing his height and weight to massive new proportions.

As Toby watched, Rod's face elongated. His nose spread open as the bridge expanded and pressed forward. His teeth grew larger and flatter as a muzzle formed, capped with flaring black nostrils. His jaw jutted out, teeth expanding, as he huffed and moaned with lust. He could feel his muscles growing, flexing, more and more powerful by the moment, and the feeling overwhelmed him, blocking any thought of rescue. Who would want to be rescued from this?

"Reaction Measurement at 50 Percent."

The bull's chest swelled again, quicker than before as another stage of the transformation began. Within minutes, she could no longer see her hard belly because of the firm breasts hanging from her massive chest. They grew larger, heavier, huge enough that she doubted they'd fit into her large hands, each orb easily twice as big as her own head. The fat black nipples puffed up at the caps, juicy and firm as they stretched outwards. Had the growth of her insane pecs and abs not destroyed her shirt earlier, this would have finished the job.

Below, her incredible erection curled outwards against her jeans, which strained at the seams, with visible gaps showing the glossy black fur underneath.

"Unngggh... so full," Rod gasped. "Tooobyyy..."

The massive breasts sloshed back and forth as she flexed her shaft. The fat slab of bull meat pushed upwards, the immense tip clearly outlined against the fabric of the pants, lewdly bulging out over the side of her hip. Beneath, her swollen nuts filled what little space remained. A deep and earthy musk filled the chamber.

"Reaction Measurement at 60 Percent."

The robotic voice no sooner finished delivering its update before the bull's enormous erection ripped free of her pants. Her huge thighs and powerful calves finished the job, tearing the seams to pieces. The length flexes outwards, pointing straight ahead before rising up, then swinging back to land between her warm breasts. Several splatters of clear pre-cum left her cleavage a mess as the bestial shaft arced back down, sending a rope of musky pre flinging against the grated ceiling and the door opposite, narrowly missing Toby, who shrunk further into the corner to avoid detection.

Not that Rod would have noticed her friend in the room at this point anyways. Hot flashes of lust and urges beyond her control flooded her enlarged, transformed body, as she dangled from the padded restraints, naked and aroused, above the grated floor. Her huge balls draped down her thighs, nearly to her knees, as warmth trickled from her new feminine sex tucked between her thighs. Her muscular rump flexed beneath her tail, leading into her broad waist and equally broad torso. The only curves on the bull-cow were her tits and balls; hard, powerful, bulging muscles made up the rest of her.

"Reaction Measurement at 80 Percent. Alpha Bull Transformation Detected. Revising Estimates. Reaction Measurement at... 50 Percent."

Rod's muzzle stretched open and her dark red tongue pushed out past her puffy black lips, silently screaming as her massive erection lurched upwards, smacking into her oversized tits once more. Between her new bovine ears situated above where her human ears had been, two onyx points pierced the pelt and rapidly grew outwards, spiraling into an enormous set of curved horns. They stretched outwards, over the sides of her head, before coming back towards each other at the points, well over a foot long by the time the growth surge finished.

Her breasts lifted, held up by incredibly powerful pecs, as the ripples of her fur contoured to the deep-set 12-pack now growing in underneath. Her ass ballooned outwards, hard and tight, as her balls draped down, past her knees. Each massive orb weighed well over twenty pounds, though the powerful bull's legs looked like tree trunks, easily capable of supporting her bulging new body.

"Reaction Measurement at 65 Percent."

Originally, Rod was just over six feet tall, but now, as Toby watched, the bull reached more than nine feet in height. Her shoulders crept up her neck as muscles continued to build. The clamps around her body stretched and stretched to contain her biceps, massive balls of powerfully coiled muscle, each one far larger than Toby's head by this point.

The bull shuddered and moaned, trying to buck against the restraints as her swollen arousal crashed forward, slapping hard against the grated floor and expelling several pints of creamy, musky pre-cum, only for the whole gargantuan member to lift back up, rising to a forty-five degree angle from her hips, and blast out a few more shots that splattered across the door to the left of Toby.

"Reaction Measurement at 85 Percent. Initiating Final Conversion Therapy."

Sweet-scented musk flooded the room and various hoses and pipes descended, each blasting the transformed human with various chemicals and solutions. The bloated alpha bull roared and gnashed her teeth as her cock grew even larger, harder, as thick around at the midsection as Toby's hips. Her titanic balls dropped to the floor, covering her new glossy black hooves, which were still suspended a few inches above the grate.

The chemicals invaded her body, altering not just her physique, but her brain chemistry, permanently changing the way she viewed the world: enhanced libido, a need to dominate, and the unrelenting urge to breed, fuck, and pump as many loads of fresh bull milk as she could. The black bull's glossy, puffy nipples ached as warm cream sprayed from the tips, an unbidden addition to her over-productive qualities.

"Reaction Process Complete. Subject Now Ready for Production Cycles."

The clamps surrounding Rod's changed body abruptly released her, and she landed heavily onto the grated floor. Her massive arms circled her enormous maleness, pulling it upright, between the eye-popping breasts dribbling thick cream down her black pelt. The head of her length rose high into the air above her head as she stroked herself furiously, all the while using her powerful thighs to squeeze her new, aching nuts.

The various pipes, hoses, and nozzles retracted into the walls. Toby, in the corner and still unnoticed by the alpha bull, lifted his hand slowly as he watched his friend furiously masturbate. Finding a few buttons on a control panel near the door, Toby pressed a few buttons without looking, unable to tear his eyes away from the fantastic view in front of him.

"Milking Session Begun. Please Stand Back."

Steel-reinforced cables dropped from the upper walls and were guided into place by robotic arms, looping around Rod's arms, hips, and legs, more than a dozen in total. The bull roared defiantly as they tightened around her body, holding her in place, and once more dragging her hands away from her agonizingly hard shaft. Liters of thick seed pulsed from her fat cock and puffy nipples as she was pulled into milking position.

Toby pressed another button, halting the process where it was, just as a huge pressurized plastic tube lowered near the bull's hips. Toby grinned as he finally stepped forward, pushing the tube to the side.

"Well, that went well," he said, admiring the black-furred alpha bull's incredible body. "An alpha, too."

The bull snorted, eyes narrowing on Toby as the human walked around the transformed body of his friend. Toby's fingers pressed out, stroking the muscular alpha bull's hard ass and thighs, eliciting quivers and moans of pent-up lust from the needy animal.

"You like it?" Toby asked, returning to in front of the bull. He leaned forward, both hands out, using the transformed human's incredibly engorged arousal to lean again. "The computer security here is a joke. Once I hacked the camera feeds and saw what was really going on, I knew I had to get you in here."

Rod's muzzle hung open, breathing hard, steaming clouds emerging with every breath from her heaving chest. Her ears perked forward, listening intently.

"Hacking the rest of the system was even easier. Instructions, processes, it was all right there," Toby continued. "I mean, can you blame me? Seeing those bulls... their muscles... mff..."

Toby reached down with one hand to stroke his cock through his pants as he leaned forward on his other hand, pushing it into the base of the bull's shaft, near the base where the black length disappeared into the wrinkled sheath.

"I figure I've got at least six hours to play with you before I have to leave. They'll find you in here tomorrow and think you're just a new arrival - I already entered all your information into the system," Toby said. "You're gonna love it here. I even gave you a new name: Jet. Nice, huh?"

The human stepped forward, straddling the alpha bull's maleness with his legs, keeping it pointed down to the floor behind him. Jet's eyes closed as she felt the friction and tried to lurch, to hump, to fuck, anything to alleviate the need inside, but the steel-reinforced straps kept her in place.

"Now let's have some fun," Toby said.

The human reached out, pressing both hands into the bull's belly, tracing the contours of her deep-set 12-pack. Toby moaned and groaned, appreciative of the new cow's body. He wasn't shy saying so, either, and purposefully talked the alpha bull up, knowing that the dominant new mindset implanted in her by the process would react to submissiveness like he displayed.

"Oh, so strong... so big... you must be ten feet tall," Toby gasped, sliding his hands upwards, until his fingers reached the undersides of her oversized breasts. "What a beast you are! So big and hard all over... look how fit you are now, how muscular! Too bad you're never going to be able to fuck anyone with that monster. They'll just use the milker on you."

Jet's nostrils flared and her breathing quickened as she felt the fingers sliding over her sensitive nipples. Her body shuddered, cock lurching, spraying a liter or more of pre-cum with every warm pulse. Her aching sac roiled and shifted around her hooves as the human climbed over her body, straddling her cock at the base so he could reach her fat nipples.

The cow moaned even louder, braying with pleasure as she felt the first squeezes to her aching tits. Jets of milk shot outwards, coating Toby's hands and chest in warmth. Toby shuddered, his shaft throbbing madly in his pants, as he leaned in close and opened his mouth, wrapping his lips around the fat teat.

Jet's body surged, shivering head to toe, bulging outwards against the straps, as she felt the warm tongue splay across her broad nip. Toby moaned, tasting the milk and finding it familiar - one of the ingredients in the Bull Milk product, no doubt. It tasted amazing, even better fresh from the source, and he quickly switched to the other teat for a few more greedy mouthfuls.

Toby's hips slid back and forth, rubbing lewdly against the big bull's shaft, until it rose up into the air behind him, tremblingly hard, pinning him into the warmth of the black-furred cleavage. He teased the bull further, flicking her hips with his fingers and even slapping them a little, each motion urging further growls and moans from the pent-up alpha cow.

Jet's eyes widened, a haze of fiery lust blocking out everything but the pleasure she got from the small human squeezing against her belly. This pathetic, tiny human... no muscles to speak of, a shriveled little shaft, not even a pair of tits! And this morsel was teasing her? Indignation rose in Jet's chest. She was the alpha! She was the dominant! Nobody treated Jet this way - nobody!

Toby was too busy gnawing on Jet's left teat to notice when her bulging biceps snapped the cables holding her arms in place. With those gone, all the alpha cow had to do was flex and the rest of the restraints snapped in half. It was only when he felt the floor rushing to meet him that he realized the alpha had broken free.

But by that point, it was too late.

Huge hands with rough black nails pawed at him, ripping away his clothing, exposing him. Her hard abs squeezed down, sandwiching him between her belly and shaft, knocking the breath out of him. Massive fingers surrounded his head, pulling him forward, forcing him to latch onto her nip and suckle once more.

Her hips thrust, sliding her massive shaft back and forth between his backside and the smooth grated floor. Arousal, pent up for too long, exploded from the tip as she took full control of the situation.

"Jet! I mean, Rod! Storrrpprhffhgh!"

The alpha cow snorted, eyes narrowing once more as she asserted her dominance over the pathetic male by forcing her warm, unpasteurized, unprocessed milk down his throat, cups and cups of the stuff, until his belly bloated. Satisfied he'd drank his fill, the alpha cow, lifted him up with one hand wrapped around his hips, holding him in the air.Toby hung limp in her grip, head to the side, a glazed expression on his face as milk trickled down his lips.

"I. Am. Alpha!" Jet snorted, nostrils flaring.

Her massive shaft swung upwards, the tip pulsing and spurting. Without hesitating, Jet turned Toby around and shoved his face towards the slit, moaning as she rubbed his smooth naked body against her length. Pre-cum pumped across Toby's face, filling his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears, forcing him to swallow the unprocessed seed of an alpha cow.

Toby's skin darkened within minutes as his stomach bloated further. Light brown fur sprouted, splotched with white across his chest, belly, and thighs. His hard cock ached as it stretched outwards, growing larger, matched by his swelling testicles.

Jet ignored Toby's cries as he transformed in much the same way as she had, though in Toby's case, the results would end up quite different. Toby's hips expanded first, the better to hold a huge, plump rump in place. Light brown fuzz coated the round ass, complete with flicking cow tail. Toby's belly, unlike Jet's, shrunk in, a more classic female appearance than Jet's hard, refrigerator-style build.

Toby's brain blanked as she felt a heat expand between her thighs, followed swiftly by tingles in her chest. New breasts swelled outwards, growing quickly as Jet force-fed her more and more potent, musky bull seed. Though Toby didn't grow nearly as tall as Jet, she did add a foot or so of height. Her body remained smooth and soft, with nary a muscle in sight, as her breasts swelled larger and larger, soon wrapping around the alpha bull's massive length. Jet's rough fingers squeezed around them, pushing them firmly against her maleness, holding the transforming human in place as she pumped her hips, using the extra flesh to her advantage.

Toby's cock shot streams of seed as she came uncontrollably. She continued to change and grow, her transformation accelerating with every pint of cum flooding her smooth belly. Soon, a second pair of oversized knockers ballooned into existence, growing just as heavy and large as the first pair, with all four orbs boasting massive, dark brown teats. Warm milk dribbled out, mixing with the other fluids draining down the grated floor, as the alpha bull tit-fucked the new breeding cow into a frenzy.

Jet's biceps hardly strained as she lifted Toby into the air and snorted, examining her new prize. The moaning brown cow's cock was huge, by human standards, but pitiful compared to Jet's own engorged length. Thick honey drizzled down the insides of Toby's thighs as she squirmed in the black bull's grasp, all four breasts jiggling and sloshing.

Jet shoved the breeding cow up against the door. Her paws pulled Toby's legs apart and Jet's breasts squeezed against Toby's, holding her in place.

A heavy thrust was all it took. Toby's muzzle opened in a scream of passion as the alpha took her reward, shoving her maleness deep. Toby's belly bulged obscenely against Jet's abs as the alpha kept going, refusing to stop until every inch of her multi-foot length shoved inside the smaller cow.

Jet leaned back, legs spread, hooves planted, and thrust upwards, bouncing the breeding bull over her shaft again and again. Toby's tits sloshed side to side, up and down, as she pressed her fingers into her stomach, feeling the girth of her lover's arousal flooding her body with seed. She cried out again and again, gasping, moaning, begging for more, submitting fully to the awe-inspiring power of the alpha bull.

Jet's eyes closed as she experienced her first full orgasm as an alpha. The intensity shocked her, sending tremors from her shoulders to her hooves. She curled her fingers into Toby's hips, dragging the breeding cow down, holding the grinding, squirming omega in place as gallons of seed flooded her pussy. Toby's eyes rolled into the back of her skull as pleasure overwhelmed her; simultaneous orgasms pounded at her brain, eliminating whatever remained of her former personality, her former life, her former wants and desires. There was no Toby anymore, not after this life-altering pounding. There was only Jet.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she cried, begging her alpha for more, for more thick cum, for more hard pounding. She reached out, digging her fingers into the alpha's black fur, holding on tight as the thrusting resumed.

Beneath the bulge of the alpha cow's massive shaft, a huge udder filled out, disguising the brutal action of the blunt maleness penetrating her. Wrist-thick nipples drooped from the round, taut-skinned sac, each more than eight inches in length. The weight of the milk-filled bag pushed down on her spurting shaft as she bucked against her alpha.

Jet's shaft didn't soften a bit as she thrust her hips, shuddering as the motions sent paroxysms of pleasure down her spine. The uneven pounding caused her to lose her rhythm a few times, but when her breeding cow tightened up, she pulled back too far and dragged her entire length free.

Desperate to fill her cow again, the alpha bull's hips drove upwards, but missed; the tip speared under the cow's tail instead.

Both alpha and omega cried out as the huge bull shaft spread the cow's rump open. Jet's fingers dug into the fleshy rump, so soft and smooth and inviting, pulling her ass down over the flexing shaft. Hilting in her cow's ass within moments, the alpha snorted and smirked as she watched her four-titted plaything writhe on top of her oversized cock.

"I AM ALPHA!" she roared once more, powerful hands reaching out, grasping the cow, turning her around on her shaft like a spit-roast, and shoving her forward against the door.

The cow's heavy breasts flattened against the warm steel as the alpha mounted her from behind, thrusting in hard and fast, filling her ass with more gallons of bull seed, until a second orgasm wracked Jet's body. The cow's belly surged, bloating up to push against her heavy tits, immobilizing her completely in the hands on the alpha. Her udder grew as well, fattening up with rich cream.

Muscles flexing, sweating, breathing hard, the alpha bull took what was hers, pounding and thrusting and fucking and cumming, filling her cow up in the pussy, ass, and muzzle all through the night. The omega breeder could do little more than beg for it as she was filled again and again with her alpha's seed, enough to force a secondary transformation, increasing her ass and tits to increasingly outlandish sizes, which was all the better for the alpha to sate her needs.

Hours passed, with no signs of the new alpha bull slowing down...

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Sabrine reclined her chair, sighing as her thick black maleness flopped over her breasts, still leaking thick cum across her tits. The brown and white bull-cow smiled as she licked her lips, tasting her own seed from where it splattered during her extended masturabation session. Reaching out, she wiped some cum off the computer screen on her desk and watched as the recording continued to play, showing the omega cow straddling the alpha. Sabine's eyes focused on the omega's heavy breasts, each magnificent orb rising and falling with every powerful thrust of the alpha's hips.

The breeding bull pinned beneath the muscular alpha had her muzzle open, drooling, a vacant expression in her wet brown eyes. Her stomach bulged outwards, filled with seed. Sabrine smiled, knowing full well what that look implied... the factory would soon have a host of new milk stock thanks to the overly fertile Toby and Rod. Or rather, Jet and Bess.

Still, as much as she enjoyed watching her newest employees complete their training, Sabine knew she had work to do. Her fingers moved to an intercom and pressed a red button.

"Darling, can you bring me a towel, please?" she said, a smile on her broad muzzle. "And maybe a mop. I'm afraid I've made a mess of myself."

"Yes, Ms. Grant, right away," a sultry feminine voice replied.

"Oh, one more thing," Sabine continued. "I'm going to have an employee inspection later today, so please keep the production floor clear this afternoon. I want to make sure we're producing at full capacity in Section A."

"Yes, Ms. Grant. Will that be all?"

Sabine's lips turned upwards in a satisfied smile as she flicked her eyes back to the screen, watching the alpha bloat the omega's belly once more.

"Yes. No. Bring me a coffee. Black."

The end