Page 75 of M!lked For His Pleasure

“Hey, don’t suppose you understand me?”

She reached into the open drawer and walked toward me. She pointed to her mouth, then to the object in her hand, then to my ear and back to her mouth and my ear. I’ve never been great at charades, but I think the thing in her hand would let me understand her. She pointed to my biceps.

Ah fuck, she was going to stick something in my arm.

The big guy lifted my arm and held it in place. His grip was firm but not punishing. The female held a small knife when she stepped closer. I tried to jerk my arm back but was held firm. I let out my breath in a big woosh when she made a small incision. She held a tool to the cut and pressed a button. I felt something enter my body and then she was waving a wand over the spot. The pain disappeared.

That wasn’t so bad.

And then I saw the needle. The big ass fucking needle that she injected into my arm.

“Motherfucker,” I screamed.

“I don’t understand,” the female said. “Maybe the translator is defective. We may have to try a different one.”

I blinked my eyes. I’d just understood her perfectly.

“I will get another,” the male said.

I held up a hand. “Woah, woah. I understand. You don’t need to cut me again.”

The female smiled at me. “Oh, good.” She sat in a chair across from me. “My name is Teraso. Welcome to the Creamy Cow farm, where all our cows are happy heifers. You will love it here cow 3592.”

“The what now?”

“Here you will want for nothing. You will be treated with kindness and live out the rest of your days as a happy, healthy cow,” she said.

“But I’m not a cow.” I pointed out the obvious. At least, I thought it was pretty obvious.

Teraso patted my knee. “Oh, don’t worry. Your milk will come in quickly. There’s no need to worry, 3592.”

I shook my head. “Wait. What? Why would I have milk?”I don’t think these aliens were very bright.“Oh, fuck. That’s what those women were doing in the pasture. You want them to pretend to be cows.”

Teraso tilted her head. “It’s not pretend. They are the owner’s cows.”

Oh my God. What kind of fucked up situation did I land myself in?“Are you going to eat my vagina?” I blurted out.

“Why would we eat any part of you?” The male scratched his head, then looked toward the female. “Are you sure this cow is healthy?”

“We don’t eat cows here.” Teraso got up and tapped on the tablet. “3592 is healthy, so she may join the herd tomorrow.” She looked up at me, the long vines in her hair waved through the air.

“What does that mean?”

“We’ll get you settled into your new stall tonight and get you a good meal. We take feeding our cows a healthy diet very seriously.” She walked to the door but stopped and looked toward the male. “Farmer Thuldar will go over the rules with you. We wouldn’t want any misunderstandings.”

The male nodded his head then took the seat across from me. “Welcome 3592. I am Thuldar, the head farmer here at the Creamy Cow. We try to allow our cows to free range when at all possible. We will escort you to the East pasture every morning, allowing you to eat and frolic the morning away. You are in herd five, so when the whistle blows five times, you will be expected to return to the barn for milking.”

I would get tofrolic? What the hell did that mean? “Was that what the women were doing on their hands and knees?”

“Now, now 3592. Thosecowswere grazing and yes, some were frolicking. Rule one. Cows do not talk unless asked to by us farmers.” Thuldor smiled at me, his sharp teeth making it far more menacing than reassuring. I shrunk back in my seat.

“Gotcha. No talking,” I agreed. I wasn’t going to piss off the pointy toothed behemoth.

“Good. When asked a question, you may answer but otherwise, we prefer you stick to mooing. We wouldn’t want to overtax you.”

Was this thing for real? “Very kind of you.”

“We understand that producing milk can cause unnatural changes in your bodies, so when needed, we will come in and relieve the strain. This will all be done professionally. You have nothing to worry about.”

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