After her second month at the farm, Jenny became curious about the other animals. She was tired of tiny cocks. They just weren't fulfilling her needs anymore. Jenny asked a farmhand about the other animals one day after she was milked.
"Well, there aren't a whole lot of other animals. There's the resident dog, spots, but you probably won't ever meet him. He stays with Daisy herself on the top floor of the compound." Jenny cocked her head to the side.
"Daisy? And I thought Dr. Tryst said 4 dogs." Jenny said, recalling what the doctor had told her in the exam room.
"Well yeah, a couple months ago. But the 3 newbies quit pretty fast. Happens a lot. You'll notice that there aren't as many cows either." Jenny nodded. She had noticed that her herd was much smaller. There were only about 20 girls left. Some had gone on to be permanent cows like Momma and some had quit within the first week. "And we only have 9 bulls left. The males don't like this life as much as you ladies. It's probably because the newbies don't start asking for bull cock until their third or fourth month. They only get the same sloppy cow pussies. For the experienced, permanent bulls, it's no problem. They're just as mindless as the cows they fuck but the newer ones prefer prettier pussies." Jenny could feel herself beginning to drool a little thinking about those huge bull cocks. "And I think you might've met some pigs. We're down to 3 now. Just 2 permanents and one newbie. You'd only meet the new one since we relocated her to your floor. She blends in quite well. The only difference is that she doesn't lactate." The farmhand eyed her cautiously. "Why did you wanna know?"
Jenny composed herself. "Well I was a little curious. I'd definitely like to meet some of those bulls though." The farmhand chuckled and Jenny couldn't believe how far she'd come. She used to be so shy and quiet. Now she had giant udders and an even bigger ass and she loved it. She found that her teats would start leaking a little about when it was time for her to go milk. She absolutely loved it.
"I'm sure you'll get to try one soon enough, sugar. What's you name and I can look up the schedule. I think I might be able to squeeze you in during your next milking session." Jenny told him her name and he typed it into some kind of phone. "There you go. You'll get a good half hour with a bull at your 3 o'clock milking." The farmhand smiled at her. "Any more questions darling?" Jenny thought a bit.
"Could you tell me what room the pig is staying in?" Jenny asked. She wanted to meet this strange new person and see just what the deal was with them.
"Well actually she's in room 317." They were in the same hallway as well! She must not look very different if Jenny hadn't noticed her.
"Thank you!" Jenny smiled and walked off to the double doors of the facility with purpose. Most of her friends had already 'graduated' to either permanent livestock or they had accepted their checks and moved on with life. Jenny was in need of some new friends to keep her company. She trotted up the 2 flights of stairs to the 3rd floor and bounded through the doors. She waved at a couple of new cows and grabbed a sandwich from the kitchen on her way through the common area. Jenny walked through the hallway to her room, passing it and counting the doors as she went. 315. 316. And 317. She paused in front of the door. Ashley 317. Jenny took a deep breath and knocked on the door. She could hear shuffling and then the door flung open to reveal a very heavy set, naked woman. She had flowing red hair that was twisted up in a messy bun and her skin was soft and white, a pink blush dusting her shoulders, hips and face. Jenny did remember seeing her. She was much bigger than Jenny and that definitely stood out.
"Hi! Can I help you?" Ashley asked. Jenny noticed that her nose did indeed turn up a bit like a pig's.
"Oh! Um I'm Jenny." Jenny stumbled nervously over her words. What could she say? Hey I heard you were a pig. What's that about? ... No. Absolutely not. Jenny may be a cow but she definitely still has manners.
"Well, I'm Ashley. Was there something you needed?" Ashley still looked as perplexed as she did when she opened the door. Jenny started to panic just a bit.
"I just, um, wanted to get to know you a bit better?" Jenny trailed off in a questioning tone. She really didn't know what to say but her curiosity was killing her. I guess curiosity actually kills cows. Not cats.
"Oh. Okay. Did you want to come in?" Ashley stepped to the side and beckoned Jenny into her little room. Jenny entered and stared at the room as Ashley shut the door.
For the most part everything was the same as Jenny's room. They had the same furniture, the same floor, the same walls, but everything was set up differently. Jenny noticed that instead of having books and electronics on her bedside table, Ashley had nicknacks and photos. Instead of cheery yellow walls, Ashley had muted pink. Instead of artwork she had posters of bands and movies. Jenny took in as much as she could. Her eyes stopped, however, at a small rubber pig nose.
"Sorry for the mess," Ashley said. "I don't get visitors." Ashley quickly made her way through the room, picking up towels and dishes. It really wasn't that dirty. Ashley saw the pig nose and stiffened a bit. "Oh yeah. Sorry. A farmhand brought this in to me. He wanted me to wear it while he fucked me." She shrugged. Jenny wondered if any of the farmhands had stuff like that for her, then she remembered the cowbells. Some farmhands would tie cowbells around the girls' necks before fucking them.
"That's alright." Jenny paused. "So you're a pig then?" She asked cautiously. Ashley nodded.
"And you're a cow right?" Ashley asked.
"Yeah." Jenny shuffled her feet and Ashley jolted a bit.
