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Ted Mannion and Jack Dillinger between them shook Debenham's tranquil stable Mid West small town complacency to the core.
For years the COmmunity Work (COW) program had seen the towns adolescent girls go through the loss of Virginity and sexual awakening phase in a controlled manner which by use of medication and hormones had stabilised the Girls intellect from the peaks of high school to the mid eighties on a standard IQ test leading to respect for their husbands and generally happy compliant lives of domestic servitude.
The milking program when finished gave the girls husbands the choice of whether the girls retained the outsize but completely natural, as in hormone induced as opposed to silicon, or whether Ted Mannion would do some reduction, most guys wanted them enlarged but Ted always had them maxed already, any more and back trouble would cripple them, so for years girls crawled around eating grass, and being milked, and Debenham folk thought nothing of it.
The first plans to tattoo Janie Dillinger, white and black like a regular Friesian Cow, were clearly over ambitious as was the plan to fly her to Switzerland but then they decided to simply paint the black and white on her body.
It took weeks and kept flaking off again and cost most of the money Janie had earned so far from the men who had paid to screw her, but in Arab robes and head dress it was not noticeable, and that is how she travelled to Denver, Colorado for the 73rd Girl Cow convention.
They used an old Ford, she had been incontinent for weeks so they cut a hole right through the floor, fitted a deflector to stop any back draft and fitted a seat off of a Lavatory can for her to sit on, so she could just shit right on the highway. and at Denver they carried her in a special wheelchair commode, but with her markings and real Cow udders right back between her legs she was the sensation of the show.
Several girls quit right there as she waddled on stage, so obviously the outright winner, yet she inspired more thoughts.
Denver brought competitors from all over the world, the Austrian Conrad Reich brought a matching pair of Cow Girls tattooed all over but they could not compare to Janie.
Conrad Reich offered fifty thousand US cash for Janie, the first evening, and when it reached two hundred thousand Jack and Ted accepted, signing her future away to a famous Austrian Cow Girl owner.
Jack watched with mixed emotions as the animal who had been his daughter was led away, he remembered fondly when she was a sixteen year old beauty, athletic slim her firm breasts only needing a bra for decoration, yet his share of the cash would but a nice new automobile, and a college education for the other kids.
Ted got fifty thousand but this retained his services to maintain and improve Janie, his airfare and expenses were to be paid in full each time he visited her in Austria..
A month later Janie and Ted met again, she shivered in the cold Mountain air in the high pastures, yet looked as if she recognised him slightly.
Reich had given the orders and Ted agreed the effect would be stunning, and when Reich accepted there was less than a one in three chance of success for the procedure he agreed.
Janie was sedated and it was a whole winter later that they judged her healed enough to bring back to consciousness again. Her markings had long since flaked off, so they left her pink.
Ted was torn, on one hand his handiwork was as good as he could have wished, but the beautiful girl was gone for ever.
Her Legs had been first, carefully severed just below the knee, and the stump remodelled, and the bone stored carefully, then her pelvis sawn and leg bone grafted in and stitched with steel staples to splay her legs apart without straining the hips, and the internal changes, moving her clit, so it nestled against her rectum to be stimulated by anal sex. he left her bladder alone as he had previously moved her urethra so she peed through her bowels, finally he did a hysterectomy and discarded the whole unnecessary womb and vagina, cut away her labia and sewed up the now unnecessary hole.
Finally he shortened her fingers and fused them together like a hoof, and remodelled her nose and jaw to be more cow like, she was just like a cow in his opinion.
They had neglected her vocal chords and she found her voice, "Moo Cow". she said.
"Moo" finally as summer approached again she was released to the high slopes
where she exhibited no sense or fear .
She won the Best Cow in the Pan Europe series easily, and went back to Denver for the US, finals which she also won, but protests were growing and the organisers announced rule changes outlawing many of the procedures she had undergone for forthcoming contests.
Conrad Reich discussed her future with Ted Mannion and as she was now useless for competition Ted offered to take her off his hands to return her to Milk production. Conrad sold her to him for one Euro.
And so Janie went home, to Debenham, where her appearance in the pasture at the COW facility made fathers withdraw their daughters from the program immediately and as the COW organisation ordered her removal she was left for her Dad to look after. She grazed the lot behind their home, and required milking twice a day and got irritable if she was not fucked at least a couple of times a week, but she was now a cow, not a daughter.
Jake McGuann fucked her most Saturdays, out of pity mostly, all thoughts of love long consigned to the waste bin, except some memories of the straight A student remained.
Janie's brothers and sister helped out with the chores, Amelia, two years younger, struggled to keep at the top of the class as the COW facility struggled to meet its commitments and offered more inducements, College courses, fitted around grazing and milking with revised medication being an attractive option, some girls took to marrying young, and one day Amelia suddenly saw her future.
Amelia came home early and went to tell Janie about some new shoes she saw, but there was Jake, naked, from the waist down about to service Janie in the back yard
Amelia felt herself blushing, but fascinated crept closer and as Jake slid into Janie's proffered ass hole Amelia knocked over the feed pail.
Jake smiled "You're next" and stared at Amelia as her shafted he erstwhile sister.
Amelia found it such a turn on that she climbed on the fence to see better, the top rail pressed between her legs and she moved so she could rub against the fence post, Jake was being driven mad watching her as he fucked her sister, and as Amelia gave up and pulled he tiny red panties aside to pleasure herself with her fingers so Jake pulled out of Janie washed the shit off his prick with the backyard hosepipe and lifted Amelia bodily onto it, she buried her face in his shoulder as her membrane split and she became a woman.
"Hi Jake, you come on in the house when you finished up you hear." The girls father had returned,
Jake thrusted harder, "I guess we're going to have to get married"
Amelia kissed his nose "Yes please."
Time passed, Greg and Amelia started breeding right away, Amelia studied Nutrition on line and pretty soon she figured how to replicate the COW program diet while eating normally at Mc Donalds and taking a few pills, their daughter was born and pretty soon she was bottle feeding so Jake and Amelia could harvest their little bounty and most agreed hers was some of the finest COW milk they ever tasted.
Mercer Hargreaves, Producion manager of the COW facility came to see Amelia and expresed doubts about the fact the milk was hers, but after sampling some draught so to speak, he became a fan. He came back next day to run some more checks, and the day after. Amelia hit him with a wonderful idea. "If you hire me as you PA you can have milk every working day, she announced as she expressed some milk into his coffee cup.
Mercer followed his crotch not his head and made the best decision of his entire useless life. "Sure thing little lady, start Monday Nine O'clock sharp."
The COW system was in a bad way and really Mercer should have been been laying people off not employing more.
Amelia changed COW for ever in her second week.
Mercer, was enjoying his morning drink and had just changed tits when Amelia suggested they could offer natural breast enlargement to Women from outside the area, using their formula, and by the end of six weeks the medication should have slowed their mental faculties so they would be quite happy to stay on and be milked, if not then they had big problems for a week or two with high yield and no one to milk them.
Mercer was not too keen but Amelia gave him a blow job and the promise of anal if he agreed changed his mind and he went for the idea and they got a website set up on the Internet that afternoon. He figured he was just humouring Amelia but they got thousands of hits and two phone calls that afternoon.
They agreed the spare administrators bungalow should become reception, and they would play things by ear for a bit.
Juanita was the first, an ageing call girl from Las Vegas, dark shinned with small saggy tits, Amelia just opened her Jacket and let Juanita feel her breasts and Juanita signed up straight away.
Ted Mannion administered the first shot, and they took Juanita out to dinner, but by day two she was happy to just watch TV.
Amelia knew they needed a different approach, the Milk business need separating from the fetish, and slowly they evolved the new system,
They took on a new failed doctor, Steve Oatley, Steve saw the problem and evolved a strategy, extended production cycle, E.P.C. instead of Girls spending a couple of years, they would spend maybe twenty years, and not Debenham girls, they had Hookers seeking cheap boob jobs, fugitives from the law and eventually women the Mob wanted out of the way semi permanently.
Juanita was a guinea pig for the technology first they fed the girls a massive dose of hormone and sensory depressant, within two days most girls breasts were visibly
changed, then after about two weeks, the second confined to the facility, the girls went for a fitting session.
With the new diet there was no need for the grazing, the girls could just watch TV and eat and sleep like regular housewives, and the suction equipment could work 24/7.
Initially they figured a small room would be necessary but with such little brain activity they decided to take a further step. Ted and Steve did the fitting together, her blood tests were Ok so Steve lubed her front and rear the natural way hosing her cunt and anus with his cum, then they inserted a catheter and worked up the various base sizes for the cunt and anal plugs, Juanita took a 5 front and a 4 rear, so they assembled a 5 and a 4 on the base plate and manoeuvred them in.
Juanita suffered some pain but then the hydraulics expanded the head of the insertions until the pressurised release of urine which gushed into the catheter bag, and the pressure readings revealed she was fully impaled, it was then a simple matter to assemble the production unit around her and she was a functional phase two unit, and when the I.V. feeding was added she was happy to sit there listening to pop music, the hollow anal plug taking care of the waste.
Phase Three was time consuming, but, a guy from the Mob suggested it and they made up a few, more as a deterrent, this was permanent, first the womb was removed and the clitoris moved to a more accessible position as high on the abdomen as the nerves would stretch. The Urethra was repositioned to allow urination through the anus. A single expanding hollow plug then retained the unit to the base plate facilitating removal of the now un nescessary legs.
Units normally retained arms and hands until brain function reached 1% of usual and the arms remained unused for three or more weeks, then they were lopped and in its final form the production unit became fully portable, fed intravenously the unit provided a constant supply of sweet warm milk for harvesting, the mark two with improved access to the head could also give blow jobs
Many Women became phase one A. whereby like Janie their breasts were allowed to expand until they drooped below the navel at which point Ted or Steve would re position them low on the woman'`s belly, and as most cow girl competition regulations now outlawed leg shortening and surgical splaying and insisted both vagina and anus were retained, so the interest in these cows remained.
But many just wanted a domestic pet, so particularly the older women would have the full modification package, legs shortened pelvis splayed, in some cases a full or partial hysterectomy gave room for considerable internal milk capacity when the breasts were relocated to the belly, incontinence was encouraged, the cows were after all intended to live outside.
Janie was again selected for Ted Mannions magnum opus, the next great leap forwards, the ultimate human cow, and realising the Arab nations had not adopted the latest rule book he took Janie away from her folks and the shed and Paddock where she lived to his operating theatre once more.
Already Janie had been modified more extensively than any Cow Girl ever before, Her breasts had been moved to a new more correctly cow like position on her abdomen . Her Legs had been severed just below the knee, and the stump remodelled, her pelvis sawn and leg bone grafted in and stitched with steel staples to splay her legs apart without straining the hips.
Internal changes involved moving her clit, so it nestled against her rectum to be stimulated by anal sex, moving her urethra so she peed into her bowels, which made her incontinent, and a hysterectomy, the whole unnecessary womb and vagina removed allowing her labia to be cut away and now unnecessary hole sewn up and remodelled leaving just a single slightly enlarged Anal orifice between her legs..
Finally her fingers had been shortened and fused together like a hoof, and her nose and jaw remodelled to be more cow like.
Ted knew the head was the key, he thought they could take the Arab Nations open easily with Janie, but he had heard rumours of an Arab girl now similarly altered ready to take Janie on so Ted needed to go further, Arabs gave no prizes for second, Two Million dollars for a win nothing for second
Janie dropped off to sleep as the anaesthetic started to work and then as Steve Oatley watched ready to assist, Ted took his craft knife and cut down the length of Janie's nose, carefully seperating the skin left and right, then cutting back over the crown of her head, and then sideways until her skull glistened.
The while of a circular saw and smell of sawn bone made Ida Morgenstern, Ted's chief nurse and assistant throw up but Ted continued until Janies skull could be levered apart, he kept cutting, pulling the skin away to protect it cutting both eye sockets loose then taking bone from behind them to allow them to be slewed rearwards and then the sawing was done.
Rebuilding her was like a kids construction kit Ted thought, bits of leg carefully stored from their shortening, served to widen the skull and the eyes were moved to the sides, and the eyes oh so carefully moved to their new home, he assumed she would be blind but she needed moving eyeballs, Glass eyes would lose points in competition.
Finally he stitched her skin back, grafts from her buttocks and thighs providing the extra skin for the widened and remodelled cow shaped nose.
They had a special recovery unit for Janie, and by feeding intravenously and milking constantly she produced milk throughout the operation.
Ted had miscalculated in one minor respect, the recuperation and recovery took six months, and with her skull reasonably healed to its new shape and minimal scarring the day came to reduce the medication and let Janie wake.
Ted saw her stir, he spoke, "Hi Janie."
She squealed.
Ted removed a bandage from Janie's left eye, he saw her looking around, "Wave if you can see," he ordered and to his surprise she lifted her arm. or was it front leg?
Then she raised her leg again as he took the bandage from her right eye but she started squealing unconrollably.
Ted sedated her quickly.
He tried again next day, Janie would open one eye, close it and open the other, yet her eyes were bright, she was curious, it un-nerved him.
After several days of steady improvement Ted checked with Ida and Steve before removing Janies catheter and IV feeder and waking her.
He allowed her to sit up and then climb down from the recovery unit. She waddled unsteadily but determinedly to a desk where a Lap Top computer was switched on and tried to type on the keyboard with her hoof.
Ted was intrigued and taking some tape fixed a pencil to her hoof so she could hit the keys.
It took a few minutes, but she wrote, "My legs are short, I can't talk, and I can see both sides at once, like split vision, what have you done to me?"
Ted was in shock, her brain had recovered.
"What's ninety nine and twenty five Janie." he asked, she typed 124.
Ted had produced an intelligent freak.
He tried to lead her away but she became aggressive, "I'll bring the computer." he promised and she waddled after him.
He took her to a side room, a bare room white walls, tiled floor, a table and two chairs and a hatch like a serving hatch to the next room. Ted shut and bolted the door, he fixed the computer power pack to a socket and let Janie work on it then he took a sponge and sponged the shit form round her ass hole before dropping his pants and sliding his prick easily into her loose rear end,
She squealed, "ah, Oh, yes, harder, fuck me." the coating on her vocal chords had failed and she was speaking for the first time in years.
Ted rode Janie, fucking his cow, she was loose enough for an easy hassle free entry yet still tight enough to excite him, the perfection he had striven for, and she was responding, usually human cows just ate biscuits as they were taken but this one was vocal and clearly enjoying herself.
Ted rested his weight on Janie's back as he came and paused before pulling out.
"Why me" Janie asked in a peculiarly distorted voice.
"Why not," replied Ted.
"What will happen to me now," she croaked.
"I'll do your vocal chords again and send you to the Arab Cow Girl competition."
"Let me talk, please, I can't remember much, I need answers, I'll just moo when you want me to," she pleaded.
"Did you like the sex?"
"Yes, I don't remember what sex was like before but, it was intense."
"I remodelled you inside, I'm glad it works."
Suddenly Janie screamed.
"Whoa Girl steady,"
"Is that me" Janie asked catching sight of her reflection in the floor tiles.
"Yes aren't you the prettiest little cow ever?" He asked.
"That's why I can't focus, my eyes are each side of my head."
"You will get used to it, I'll fuck you again later if you like."
"Please come back and talk to me, fuck me if you like but I need to talk, it's been so long."
It was surreal, a cow wanting to talk, his cow, his penis reared again and he bent her over the table once more and he plunged straight in and took his pleasure again.
Ted was just hitching up his belt when the door opened, a receptionist ushered a man with a young girl in, without noticing Janie and Ted were there.
The girl screamed. "No Daddy, not that, no."
Janie looked at her, just out of high school, bronzed, athletic, those perfect pear shaped high breasts which hung so beautifully when full ready for milking, clever, just like Janie had been when she came, like looking in a mirror she thought.
"Hi I'm Janie, what's your name." Janie asked as she turned to see the newcomers.
"Jessica." she stammered.
"Would you like some of my lovely warm fresh milk Jessia? I need milking would you like some." Janie rolled onto her back.
"Go on Jess don't be shy." she urged as Jess knelt uncertainly.
"Please." asked Janie plaintively. "Go away you men, you are upsetting her."
They left quietly.
Janie felt Jess's hot breath on her breast then the touch of her lips on her nipples and soon the milk was flowing and Jess seemed calm and contented.
"That's nice, you will love it too Jess."
Jess sucked contentedly.
"Undress Jess, like a baby, it feels so much better you will see."
Janie spoke so calmly that Jess quickly slipped off her sandals, tee shirt, shorts and panties and returned to Janie's breast.
Janie saw Jess's fingers slipping down between her legs.
"If put your knees by my ears, Jess then I can lick you while you suck, would you like that?"
Jess did not answer but did as Janie suggested and after a few experimental manoevers Jess's vagina was positioned exactly right for Janie to lick her to orgasm as she sucked.
"It's nice, if I had regular tits I could not do that you see." Janie explained.
Ted and Jess's father watched on TV, and then Ted walked in and collected Jess's clothes.
"Your father signed you up for two years, Jess. welcome aboard."
She barely noticed such were the waves of pleasure pulsing through her veins.
They stayed locked in the room for a week, Janie ate burgers and chips, and Jess fed from Janie, the food came through the hatch, the door stayed locked, except when Ted gave Jess her injections, they made her breasts and nipples tingle but Janie made it all right with her lips and tongue.
Jess got used to shitting in the far corner, while Janie found she could control her bodily functions, at least well enough to get to the corner before letting go as her intellect gradually returned.
Janie struggled to remember but the years were a blur from after she arrived at COW facility to waking after recovering from the operation.
Ted took Jess away for an hour and she returned chained, ankles to waist so she could not stand but Janie made her feel all right again, and Ted decided on Janie's future, she would be the cow in reception. After the Arab contest of course.
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