Livestock Dairy Cow Farm (End)
After sufficient training in the breeding chamber, the dairy cows were transferred to the ranch. Upon arrival at the ranch, the cows underwent a secondary physical examination. Unlike the initial full-body checkup, this one focused solely on the breasts. The primary measurement was the breast grade, evaluating size, weight, mammary gland development, and milk production to assign a rating. Dairy cows were classified into top, mid, and low grades.
Kaede's breast weight was measured immediately upon her transfer to the ranch. It was a simple process: place one breast on the scale, and it was done.
"Let's see, 1700g per side, totaling 3400g?"
This was more than three times the weight of an average adult woman's breasts. Her bust measurement exceeded 100cm—a massive size that would be a severe burden if she weren't a dairy cow.
"The size is top grade, but what about the milk?"
The inspector pulled out a yellow identification tag and attached it to Kaede's ear.
Kaede, Top Grade
Though not pierced through the ear like actual livestock, this tag held all of Kaede's information for the ranch. Scanning it with a reader revealed everything from breast size and mammary development to nipple diameter.
Just moments ago, squeezing her nipple had produced thick milk. The inspector collected a sample and sent it to the lab. Soon after, the results printed out.
"High calcium and lactose levels. This one's headed to the indoor ranch."
The indoor ranch used manual milking rather than machines, reserved for top-grade cows in prime condition to minimize disposal rates through safer handling. For those who chose to become dairy cows, it was a safe, comfortable place for prolonged milking. But for someone like Kaede, who never wanted this, it meant enduring agony ever so slowly.
Knowing this, Kaede couldn't believe it.
'The indoor ranch...?'
Thinking of what awaited her indoors left her unsure whether to feel joy or despair.
Kaede was assigned a mid-level stall in the indoor ranch. Each cow had her own wooden-framed stall. Upon entering, she was required to assume the "kneeling" position for space efficiency. Once kneeling, a steel lock prevented her from standing without help. Soft cushions under her knees prevented pain.
Next, her heavy breasts were fitted between the wooden frames, making escape impossible. Even if she tried, her breasts wouldn't fit through. That was why they enlarged the cows' udders in the first place. And even if she escaped, her oversized breasts would draw attention and hinder movement—running was slower with such weight, leading to easy recapture.
Finally, to stimulate the breasts, ropes or similar bindings tightly compressed them—hard enough to bruise for proper effect. This boosted milk production while providing visual stimulation to onlookers.
The breeders began milking in sequence.
"You're the new girl, huh?"
The breeder approached, slowly tugging and releasing Kaede's nipples.
"Stretches nicely, and sensitive too."
Each pull elicited moans from Kaede.
"Great elasticity—you'll give plenty of good milk."
After loosening the breast tension, milking commenced. To maximize output and cow satisfaction, sexual stimulation was essential. Massaging helped, but for trained cows, it was mild. That's when cow-specific toys came in.
The breeder paused milking and fetched a tool.
"This'll feel good, so squirt out more milk for me."
Switching it on, the bumpy dildo whirred to life. He brought it to Kaede's pussy.
"...Ah, no. Don't put it in... Don't... Nnghooo!!"
Kaede screamed as the dildo scraped her inner walls. Her breasts jiggled with each thrust. As pleasure built, her areolas swelled. The drugs and modifications were paying off—white liquid visibly dripped from her nipples.
Once in heat, production surged, so they kept the cows constantly aroused with these tools.
"Nipples are perked right up."
The breeder pinched them between thumb and forefinger, kneading slowly. Milk poured like water.
"How's it feel?"
"Haaah, it's weird... If this keeps up, my brain'll really melt..."
Dairy cow sensitivity far exceeded normal humans', amplifying every sensation. Kaede's face twisted in ecstasy. But this method had pros and cons: production rose with pleasure, yet excessive exposure slowly broke the mind. At disposal point, they became mindless milking machines.
The government tried everything—gene editing, brain-protecting drugs—but most failed. Then a scientist proposed: pregnancy hormones protect against pleasure overload. Once accepted as fact, regular breeding was added to ranches. Cows enjoyed the ecstasy; breeders relieved stress.
Dairy cows weren't always ranch-bound. For operating funds, ranches auctioned them off. Kaede was no exception—destined for auction from the start, with a pre-selected buyer. Even her boyfriend's abandonment was orchestrated.
Before auction, Kaede underwent changes: permanent blonde dye for the buyer's taste, and a dairy cow-patterned outfit marking her origins.
The outfit offered little protection. Her once-sleek body had grown plump and curvaceous from breeding—a allure in its own right.
"Next item: fresh 20s dairy cow. See the firm breasts and taut skin?"
Kaede took the auction stage. Her bidder had pledged 67 million yen, unknown to her or the crowd. Starting bid: 500,000 yen.
Auctioneers, frenzy-driven, called prices.
"700,000 yen!!"
"Look at those tits—can't miss this! 1 million yen!"
As bids climbed, Kaede paled. A moderate price meant tolerable suffering; a fortune meant endless torment to recoup costs.
"23 million yen!!"
The auction heated up. From 500,000, it surpassed 30 million. Then the pre-selected bidder struck.
"67 million yen."
Over twice the current bid, the room hesitated. Kaede stared in shock at the caller.
"...W-Why the hell are you here?"
It was her college classmate, rumored to be the chairman's daughter. They'd clashed often—Kaede's stunning looks fueled gossip, breeding envy in the plain girl.
"Just as rumored, impressive. Even back then, those huge tits were your pride."
The woman grabbed Kaede's breasts.
"I remember every insult you threw at me. You'll pay for them forever in our basement. I'll torment you plenty."
For this day, she'd ruined Kaede legally. Her revenge succeeded.