How Bimbo Cows are made



As I lay dazed on this floor I felt the blinding light shine against my skin from the door opening. I loomed up, my eyes squinting to see a large man come for me. He grabbed me by my hair as I winced and struggled before he dragged me through the door. None of the other girls dared to say anything, some even looked away. We all knew what happened if you tried to rebel. At times, we can still hear the girl that tried to riot and free us being pounded repeatedly, having her mind broken by each cock that slammed into her. She’s still mentally fighting as we hear a mixture of conforming, her voice becoming shrill and bimbo-ish to her gruff normal voice, screaming how she will always fight. They’re going to reprogram her soon, I heard they were sick of her not fully giving in. I walked past her with the man holding me captive now, her pussy was covered in thick blobs of cum, and her legs were kicking as muffled curses were heard in distant binaural where her head was. The man smirked temptation winning over him as he told me to stay before going to her and slamming in her ass. She shrieked with horror, the binaural finally able to penetrate her mind. He groaned as her legs stopped kicking and her toes began to curl. Slowly, she began to giggle and wiggle her ass for more. She lost this war, and as a result, she lost her mind. He growled finally cumming in her as she moaned loudly.

“Like, thank you, Master. Cum feels good in my yummy ass.” She tittered mindlessly. I sighed as I realized this was to be my fate too. He came back to me seeing that I stayed. He put my head down and guided me to the next empty hole. I gulped staring at it: my new fate. I was going to be a mindless bimbo like that girl. Such was my fate at the bimbo factory. I said goodbye to my mind seeing as it was the last time I was going to ever use it again. But instead of pushing me into the bimbo hole, he unlocked the door beside it. Guiding me down the hallway I heard distant sounds of girls mooing and braying, some even oinking if they weren’t moaning like mindless whores. The place was dimly lit, only screens were the light source as many girls crowded to watch. Some girls were guzzling cum out of troughs as happy as they could be. Then I noticed the real horror, the girls’ tails were real, the cows had real horns, and the pigs had tails of their own as did the ponies. Just as completed bimbos get implants and barbified, they turned these girls into hybrids. He threw me into an empty pin where the screen started to play.

Good girls are on all fours.

Good girls are mindless

Good girls don’t speak

Good girls obey.

The mantra was simple enough, but I knew there were more mantras to come. I sighed and stared at the screen accepting my fate. As I watched the spiral my body started to tingle and my mind went numb. I kept watching as my pussy started to drip as the voice was in my head. The upper half of my body gravitated towards the floor as I got on my hands and knees still watching the swirling colors. The mantra invaded my head, and as I felt myself slowly fading away, I felt the need to obey. Obeying felt good, I felt good. After around an hour, the screen shut off and I wandered around mindlessly for a moment before the man came back. He placed a collar around my neck and put a leash on. He guided me to a small booth, where he locked it behind me. I sat mindless, waiting for something to happen. After a few seconds, something sprayed all over my body. It smelled sweet and made my skin tingle. I shivered feeling something bulge on my lower back. I was growing a tail. I wondered what I was going to get, surely I didn’t want to be a pig girl, they seemed the messiest and I didn’t want the pig nose. Being a pony looked hard as well. They ran and pranced on these long heels, and by their cages, I noticed so many whips. My best bet was a cow. With the last of my willpower, I hoped and prayed they made me into a cow. My head throbbed violently as I felt something push through my skin, I screamed in pain, alerting the machine as it sprayed me again, lulling me to sleep.

I woke up still in the chamber, something on my body swaying back and forth. With a groan, I tried to stand up and noticed I got up on all fours. Something out the corner of my eye caught my attention as I chased it a little, seeing a little black and white tail at the base of my spine. I rubbed my head on the wall to feel tender horns on my head. I had gotten my wish; I was a cow. The chamber opened as the man replaced my collar with a cowbell something attacked the back of my neck as I twitched from the odd feeling. It dug under my skin as I began to hear more voices in my head.

Good cows obey

Good cows moo

Cows love cum on their udders

Cum makes cows milk more

Good cows love cum

Good cows are mindless

Mindless cows are happy

Good cows obey

Good cows moo

Cows love cum on their udders

Cum makes cows milk more

Good cows love cum

Good cows are mindless

Mindless cows are happy

Good cows obey

Good cows moo

Cows love cum on their udders

Cum makes cows milk more

Good cows love cum

Good cows are mindless

Mindless cows are happy

Good cows obey

Good cows moo

Cows love cum on their udders

Cum makes cows milk more

Good cows love cum

Good cows are mindless

Mindless cows are happy

I was guided to the stable with bulls and slowly I was crowded by them. The bellowed happily ruthlessly breaking me in. As they came into my body or on it, my udders grew bigger. I felt like I was permanently in heat. I guzzled down the yummy cum as my udders dragged on the floor. I was covered in cum as my tail swished happily. I mooed knowing my places as I sucked and fucked all the bulls hoping to be pregnant soon. I want to show my little calves what a fun whore mommy can be!

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