Driven by Craving

In the morning, after her morning urinal duties and after another unusually long feeding session, while she was doing her morning exercises, she started thinking about how different she was from when she had first arrived at Master's house. Due to the protein diet, the surgery and the exercises, she almost wouldn't have recognized herself; there was not one part of her that wasn't smaller than when she arrived. Some areas like her stomach, hips and her legs were much tighter and smaller, and others like her tits were just some smaller. Though she was thrilled that her stomach, hips and legs were tighter, she wasn't happy that her tits had also shrunk as she had always liked the way her tits looked, well mostly liked. If they only been more even, that would have been better she thought. With her left tits being a DD and her right tit being a D, there was a noticeable difference between the two of them. And now her right tit looked like it was a C while her left tit looked like a D, so she was still lopsided she thought, but also smaller which in her mind was not good.

Then she started to wonder about all the markings that were on her tits after phase 1 that were there in preparation for phase 2. There had seemed to rhyme or reason for them that she could see, but she knew phase 2 would have something to do with her tits or rather the tits that she wore for her Master. Another change from a few months ago when she crawled through the front door with nothing but her toilet, she thought. A few months ago she knew she was submissive, she knew she needed humiliation, but she thought of herself as her own. Now almost 5 months later, she knew that was not her own, that everything she "had", including the hair on her head, she had because He wanted it so. As she finished the last of her morning exercises, she calmed her mind with that thought, that no matter what phase 2 was, whatever changes took place, it would be what He wanted for His property and it wasn't her concern.

Shortly after rinsing her sweaty body off with the hose, He once again loaded her into the cage in the back of His truck, once more blindfolding her before locking her in place. The trip over again left her feeling nervous and exposed, wondering who could see her locked in her cage like the beast that she had become. After once more crawling into the office and being placed in the chair, she was almost immediately given a sedative. As it started to take affect, she felt the doctor's hands checking for hair and saying that it didn't look like a repeat session of the hair removal was necessary unless He wanted to remove her head hair this time. As she fell asleep, the last thing she heard was His chuckling response of not this time and asking how long she would have to stay. Fighting to try to stay awake to hear the answer, she thought she heard over night, but she wasn't sure.

The next thing she knew, she was lying in a hospital type bed, her eyes still blindfolded. When she tried to move her arms, she realized that they were tied down, but she also realized that she could wiggle her fingers, so she knew that the paw mittens had been taken off. In testing to see if her legs were tied down to, she found she could move those freely and that the kneepads had also been taken off. Beyond that all she felt was sore, like she had been kicked in the chest. The bed shook as she tried to wiggle into a position to take the blindfold off and see what had happened.

"Ah I see someone has woken up," she heard the doctor say. "My slave will help you use the bed pan and will get you something to eat, nothing too heavy after the anesthesia. Well, she will feed you, because it looks like I may have to tie you down even more than you already are unless you promise to behave yourself. If I have to tie you down more, I will inform your Master and He will not be pleased, I am sure." With that she nodded her head, trying to let the doctor know that she would behave herself. "Good girl, somehow I knew you would see it My way." After using the bedpan and eating a little bit, she was surprised at how tired she was again. Before she knew it, her eyes had drifted shut. As she lay there, not quite awake, not quite asleep, she heard the doctor's slave ask something that sounded like how big, but before she could hear the answer she was gone.

On and off through the day and night, she was awakened to use the bedpan, get a few bites to eat before she quickly fell back asleep. In the morning, as she awoke, she felt His stare, she knew He was there looking at her. After turning her face in His direction, she heard Him say, "Good morning, My slut. It looks like you slept well." Nodding, smiling to try to answer Him, she heard Him chuckle once more. "Time for more changes, My slut. I have been told that you have already figured out that the paw mittens and the kneepads are gone. It is not that you are still not My fuck beast when I want you to be, but there is more training in other areas that is needed and for those you must be able to stand upright and walk, so starting today, that is how you will be unless I specifically order you to crawl like the fuck beast you still are. Also you will be allowed to speak, you need to ask permission to speak, but once permission is granted, you will be allowed to speak as long as you are respectful and you will now be required to answer questions verbally. Do you understand My slut?"

Quickly and quietly, straining to use a voice that hadn't been used in a long time, she answered, "Yes Master, Thank You Master." "Thank You for what My slave?" "Thank You Master for allowing Your slave to speak to You, Master. "I thought as much My slut, you are welcome."

"Before the unveiling of the largest change, there is one more thing that is changing and that is your name, My fuck cow. I will still call you cunt, bitch, slut, whore, urinal and anything else I want to whenever I want to, but I am also changing your name legally and giving you a pet name that I will use when I feel that it is more appropriate. Every time you sign this name, it will remind you of what you are. The name that I have chosen for you, is fiki mura and your pet name is peko. Now just so you know what it means, fiki means fuck, mura means cow as does peko. So every time someone looks at your new driver's license, every time you sign a check, you will be telling the world that you are My fuck cow which given the largest change I'm sure they will already know."

"Now peko, time for the unveiling." As He said that, she could feel Him loosening the straps that held her arms down and then lowering the side of the bed. After standing her up, He led her still blindfolded. As she walked, she could feel a weight on her chest and a pull on her back. When He had stopped, He moved around behind her, holding her arms behind her back with one hand, while taking off the blindfold with the other. As her eyes cleared, she saw that she was standing in front of a mirror and as she looked down, her eyes almost popped out of her head. The name now made complete sense as she had the biggest pair of udders she had ever seen. As big as they were, there was no other word for them then udders, as they really weren't tits anymore and the nipples weren't really nipples anymore but teats. They were so long and so thick, they looked like more like cow teats than anything else. As much as she had liked being a D to DD, that looked small in comparison to what was there now; she wasn't sure that there was even a letter for how large her tits were now. Shaking her head, she thought, "No, not my tits, His tits, His udders, i am His cow, His fuck cow."

Feeling His hand hefting up one udder and then the other, she heard Him ask the doctor, "How big did you finally get these milk bags, Doc?" "Well first I evened them out, before starting to increase the size. After using the fat that I collected from Your fuck cow last time and adding it to fat from some others, I ended up with enough to make them a size J for now. With the hormones to induce milk production that I've already started to give her, they won't stay a J. Every other cow I've treated has gone up at least 2 more tit sizes, so Your cow will probably end up as a L or maybe even an M."

"And these teats?" she heard her Master ask as He rolled each one between His fingers. "Well, with udders that big, Your cow needed teats to match, the old ones didn't look right anymore. So I built up the width and the length. Now the width is going to stay about the same from now on, somewhere between the diameter of a quarter and a half-dollar, but the length, the length will vary. When not aroused, the length will be somewhere between an inch to two inches long. When aroused, between 2 and 3 and after milking between 3 and 4 depending on the kind of suction You use. Another side effect of the hormones for milk production is an increase in arousal, which You say is not an issue with Your cow anyway, but it is going to be even more aroused than normal while on the hormones."

"And when can the milking start," her Master asked? At that question, her eyes started to tear up. All the changes, being talked about like she wasn't there, the hormones already in her system, all conspired to make her start crying. "Give the hormones a couple of more days to start for real, but then every 4 hours to start with and then You can decrease the time to increase milk production. Your cow should use the cream that I'm going to give You on its teats to keep the chapping and cracking down and with udders this size, You should consider giving Your cow some back and udder support. It will cut down on the effect of gravity on those udders. Just a thought."

"Could You demonstrate how to use this milker and how long do I need to use this one," her Master asked. "Oh this one is hospital strength, once milk production has started, You can switch to a different type of milker, I really like an old-fashioned hand milking from time to time, but any cow milker will do. If You will get Your cow on all fours, I can demonstrate how to use this type."

"Down on all fours, fuck cow." After quickly kneeling down on all fours, she felt the doctor attach the cups to her udders and straighten her teats in place, and then turning on the pump she felt the strangest suction effect. Not too long after the suction started, the pressure began to build and start to become almost painful. "Moo for Me, My fuck cow. Moo for Master." As the pressure continued to grow, she mooed louder and louder, she was surprised to find out that lowing like a cow helped to release some of the pain. When the doctor finally turned off the pump and released her udders, she could see that her teats were in fact almost 5 inches long.

"Thank the good doctor for giving My fuck cow such nice udders and teats." As she started to say "Thank You Doctor," she knew that was not what her Master meant, and crawling over to the Doctor, she pulled down His scrubs with her teeth and taking His cock into her mouth, she thanked the Doctor for his work. After swallowing down the Doctor's cum, she heard her Master say, "Now Thank Me for those udders, My fuck cow. Thank Me, peko." Moving to crawl to suck her Master's cock, she heard Him say, "No, cow, Thank Me with words. Kneel up, look Me in the eye and Thank Me for those udders cow."

As she knelt up, and looked Him in the face, she felt a peace settle over her. As much as these new udders strained her back and as much as she had never imagined udders this big, she knew they were exactly what He wanted on His cow. So as the knowledge passed through her, she smiled and quietly said, "Thank You Master for giving Your cow udders which please You."