Mary slowly awoke in her stall. Her blanket and pillows had been pushed into the corner atop a pile of straw to make a lovely little nest. Despite her condition and the activities last night, or perhaps because of them, she was surprisingly rested. Mary was eight months pregnant. She rolled over onto her back and caressed her large belly. It still amazed her how large she got when she was pregnant. Her breasts, no, her udders, were swollen, and she would need to milk herself soon to relieve the pressure. Or, better yet, be milked. Here in the basement, she had no way of knowing how late it was or how long she had slept. Still, she took the time to think back over last night and everything that had happened to lead her here.
She had been in the Stockyard for nearly two years, and this was her second breeding. When she first arrived, she was curious about what went on there. She had heard the rumors but could not find anything definitive about what went on inside the large warehouse. The reality turned out to be much more than she could have imagined, even in her wildest fantasies. She had followed the rules and stripped naked to enter and look around. All females needed to be completely naked inside the Stockyard except for a collar and cuffs. At first, it seemed like some weird bar with a country theme. There was loud rock music, a pool table, and a stage where some naked women were pole dancing. Clothed guys were standing around drinking beer and chatting with some of the naked women. She noticed that a few of the women were pregnant. Her guide for the tour, an older gentleman in a dark suit, had shown her the stalls and some of the toys. She was surprised to see some of the naked women being openly fucked while others watched. Truth be told, she was also incredibly turned on. Looking back now, she should not have been surprised when her guide bent her over a wooden horse, strapped her down, and fucked her right in the middle of the room. Jane had come over to watch as she was fucked and commented that she would be very popular with the studs at that Stockyard.
Since that day, she and Jane had been nearly inseparable. Jane had taught her to dance on the pole and had explained how things worked at the Stockyard. She had watched as Jane was fucked countless times, and they both shared studs. They had helped each other with their pregnancies and now with their milking in the dairy. She thought of Jane as the sister she had always wanted and knew that Jane felt the same way about her.
As Jane predicted, Mary had been very popular with the studs. In the beginning, there was almost a competition to see who could impregnate her. She would only do a turn or two on the dance pole before some guy wanted to take her off and use her. Often, there was an audience of both men and naked women commenting as she was bent over a bench or lay in one of the stalls, legs spread as one or more males pounded her.
Before coming to the Stockyard, Mary had her share of boyfriends and lovers but always felt shy and maybe inadequate. She was not used to all the attention she suddenly received as a breeder in the 'Yard. At first, she was overwhelmed. Jane told her that her shy but horny attitude made her more attractive. The men seemed pleased with how willing she was and how easily she climaxed.