NaChaWriMo day 28 - Anonymous (Patreon)

Cory worked as hard as he could to keep up with his classwork. After a slow, rough high school career, Cory promised himself that he’d make it out of college without any hiccups or troubles. No missed assignments or classes.

However, this mentality would wear him down eventually, and at that point, he felt like he was dragging himself out of bed by the collar of his shirt. It was unnecessarily tiring, and at some points, he just wished he didn’t have to worry about all the stupid human things he was subjected to daily.

This daydreaming of wanting to fly away and never returning followed him into his agriculture class. Unlike the usual lectures that would take place in one of the lecture halls inside, this class was set to happen in the university greenhouse, where most botany courses were held. Today’s particular lesson was all about the workings of a farm, and in particular, a cow farm.

In the lesson details, it explained that the students would get to see a farmer perform milking on a live cow, and all the necessary precautions and steps it takes. Cory didn’t have any real interest in farm animals, much less about cows and how their udders are milked, but he had to take the class to get the necessary credits for another class in the future…

When Cory arrived at the gathering in the greenhouse, it wasn’t obvious where this “live cow” was supposed to be. He presumed it would already be here and leashed up. The farmer, which was a surprisingly handsome man, greeted the class and began going over the milking machine that had been wheeled into place.

Cory’s mind began to wander. How much do cows like being milked? According to the farmer, they love it. Cory’s cock twitched lightly in his pants at the thought of it being lewd, being milked like that…

“So, would anyone like to demonstrate?”

Cory had fallen into daydreaming again that he didn’t hear what led up to the request for a volunteer. His mind quickly filled in the blanks; he was probably going to come up and see how to milk the cow up close. With a huff, rather curious about what it looked like, Cory raised his hand,

“You there, come on up~”

Cory steeled his nerves and walked to the front, where the demonstration was happening. He passed by the still unmanned milking machine, seeing where the udders went. His intrusive thoughts kicked in again, imagining if his cock was in there. The scenario was hotter than he thought it should have been,

“We’re just gonna have you sit in this chair for now, alright?”

Cory sat down, feeling a little anxious as to what he actually raised his hand for. It felt as if a magician had asked him to come forwards, and he was about to be subjected to some strange trick…but as soon as he sat down, he realized it was exactly that. Tight leather bindings suddenly strapped his arms and legs to the chair, making Cory panic,

“W-what the fuck?!” he struggled against the tight bindings, “I can’t move…!”

“That’s alright, you’re not supposed to move~” the farmer smiled, “now get ready, we’re about to start~”

Mechanical whirrs filled the air as metal snake-like wires started to slither along Cory’s body, pushing into his clothing and sliding it off like it was nothing. Even his underwear was slid off on its own, revealing Cory’s exposed, embarrassingly erect cock to the air. Cory yelped, closing his eyes in an incredible blush. Why wasn’t anyone freaking out about this?!

“Mmm~ pretty good, pretty hefty too,” the farmer gently began to prod at Cory’s cock and balls, rubbing them, “you’ll do nicely~ hell, you’re already erect~ you like this~?”

“G-get me out of here…!! Don’t touch me!!”

The farmer only smiled. For some reason, no one in the class seemed at all phased, some taking notes and silently nodding, just as if nothing strange was happening. The farmer, after moving away, turned on the machine. The snake wires came to life once again, moving towards Cory’s exposed crotch. In that moment, Cory felt a strange, pleasureful fluttering within himself, similar to if he was just about to have sex for the first time. It was almost euphoric.

One of the milking nozzles slid onto his cock, and he felt his shaft starting to be milked. His toes curled and his fists clenched, trying to stifle a moan from the rhythmic, pleasureful sucking that the nozzle gave. The warm glow in his stomach started to spread all up his body as he felt himself changing rapidly. Brown fur started to sprout along his skin, and his whole body bulked up incredibly large.

“Aauhhnnyh~” Cory moaned, thrusting up into the milker as he could do nothing but moan. He knew he was going to eventually cum, and he hated the fact he was looking forwards to cumming, especially like a cow.

The thought was intrusive, like all the other thoughts he had since coming to the class, but it was true. He wanted to be treated exactly like a cow, which is exactly what was happening. His balls swelled up more and more, fatter and fatter, with four teats coming out the bulging, milky mass. Milk squirted out each teat, which felt like he was being edged four orgasms in a row,

“Now, let's get you on all fours like a good cow~”

Barely able to struggle anymore, Cory felt the chair position him on all four legs. His hands and feet were becoming hooves, and his face was growing out into a long, pleasure-drunk cow’s head. His ears grew floppy, twitching with happiness, and his cock shrunk all the way into his enormous udders, replaced with a soaking wet pussy underneath his rope-like tail. Before any more milk could be wasted, the milking machine attached to all four teats and began milking each of them. Cory was subjected to four body-shuddering orgasms at once and at a constant rate.

The farmer slid his fingers close to Cory’s fat, dripping pussy behind her new bovine body,

“Now…who wants to demonstrate bull-on-cow breeding. I need a new volunteer~”

With that, everyone rose their hand~