Jenny woke up a few moments later when she felt someone wiping her off. She let her eyes flutter open and saw a young woman with a bucket and rag cleaning the piss and cum from her chest and neck. She looked over and noticed someone doing the same to Ashley who had fully woken up.
"We can just shower." Jenny said, not wanting to cause any trouble.
"If you'd like. It's 2:00. You have an hour before your next milking, Miss Parsins." Jenny nodded. She turned and thanked Ashley, promising to return later and pushed herself off the ground. She shakily walked from the room, feeling the pain in her used asshole. Jenny stumbled down the hall to her room. She reeked of urine and wanted to clean herself up before she met the bull. Jenny blushed and hid her face as she passed a pair of cows in the hall, suddenly very aware of the red lipstick on her stomach and the vomit and urine in her hair.
Jenny just ducked her head and walked faster. When she finally reached her room she burst through the door, slamming it behind her as tears streamed down her face. That was the most humiliating thing she'd ever done. And she loved it. Jenny swiped the tears from her cheeks and crossed the room to the bathroom. She turned the shower knobs, waiting for the water to heat up, and inspected herself in the mirror. She had tears streaking her face, she was bright red from being smacked around, her hair was a mess with chunks of vomit and wet with urine. She liked how used she looked but now her stomach and ass were sore and her face stung. The mirror began to steam over and Jenny hurried to hop in the shower.
Jenny sighed in pleasure as the hot water bared down on her. She gently scrubbed lavender scented shampoo through her hair, working at her scalp and dragging her fingers through the knots. She kept thinking about Ashley's offer of being a pig right next to her. She might have to take her up on that.
Conditioner came next and was slathered through her hair so it could sit while she scrubbed at her body. Jenny almost didn't want to take the now smeared lipstick off of her lower stomach but she also didn't want anyone else to see it. She lathered a rag with soap and scrubbed away, soothing herself as she did so. Jenny knew she was beautiful now. She was useful. She was worthy. She rinsed off and stepped out of the shower, turning the water off as she went. Jenny's milk had stopped leaking by now and she was able to be completely dry as she toweled herself off. Jenny checked the time. 2:20. She should probably head towards the barn in half an hour.
Jenny decided to eat something in the common room. She went in and fixed herself a bowl of cereal, glancing through the room. She spotted another friend of hers, Millie, on one of the long couches. Millie was a cow like her. Jenny carried her bowl and went to sit by Millie.
"How are you doing?" Jenny asked. Millie turned and smiled at her.
"I'm alright. You?" Millie had been at the farm only a week longer than Jenny.
"I'm okay." Jenny wanted desperately to tell her friend about what just happened but she also wanted to keep it to herself. Eventually that's what she decided to do. Just keep her mouth shut. The girls sat and talked about little things, how the farmhands were getting a little aggressive, the new cups for some of the milking machines (they were bowl shaped instead of longer and didn't really fit properly on the girls' elongated teats), and the exciting news that miss Daisy herself was going to come visit the farm in a week.