Olivia mooed in pain as her third calf was pushed out of her, her hooves stomping on the ground. She knew what would happen, the cord would be cut and she’d be allowed to rest. The child would be taken and sent to an orphanage, if it was female it would be taken back after 18 years, if it was male it would be allowed to live. Even in her drug addled mind she wanted to yell for help, yet she couldn’t, for her tongue was cut. The only people she could communicate with was the other cows, and even then it was gestures and vague impressions… she didn’t care much though, she was a cow, and she had been for 29 months, 3 days, and 14 hours if her file was to be believed, she herself couldn’t remember her life before though, it didn’t matter to her.

30 months ago, Olivia had been kidnapped, chloroformed in her house as she got ready for a shower after work. She had been put in a coma for a month, hormones injected into her body and cow hoof gloves grafted onto her arms and legs, her Achilles tendon cut so she had to crawl. The sight was a macabre one, a small half Asian woman with horns poking from her skin like a fresh wound, dressed in cow print as her breasts were injected with formula to make them bigger and produce more milk once she was bred. It was horrifying, but of course, she didn’t remember that… the first thing she remembered was waking up on a bed made like a beanbag, placed on the floor. The room was dark and at this point her tongue was still intact, that and the branding would come after her first heat, once her brain was practically the same as a smart cows. Groaning, she tried to stand up, forcing herself to her feet as she weakly took a step forward only to fall face first, unable to catch herself with her new hooves. Yelping in pain, the intercom came on. “Cow 24601, please remain still. Your handlers will be with you soon.” It said, causing her to panic as she looked at her hands and weakly tried to tear the gloves off, only to yelp in pain again, struggling as the door began to open….

Hey all! Back with my usual gimmick, my main partner for this RP has unfortunately ghosted so back to the drawing board! The code is the cows number, please include it in your reply, better yet include where it’s from, but that’s not required.

Kinks: breeding, pregnancy, birth, lactation, free use, non con, breath play, cum play

Limits: scat, vore, inflation