Company Mascot

1 year later....

It was a perfect summer day at the Dairy World Headquarters. The bustling downtown was abuzz with energy as crowds of people went about their daily lives, enjoying the warm rays of sunshine radiating through the backdrop of a bright blue sky. The pristine weather had a palpable effect on everyone's energy as friends laughed, families enjoyed each other company, and couples held hands as they walked beneath the towering buildings. It seemed unfathomable to imagine anyone having a less than stellar day.

Bellow the impressive, towering heights of the Dairy World Headquarters building, a father and son joyfully strolled up the impeccably maintained walkway, flanked by perfectly trimmed hedges and billowing flags that proudly displayed the company's logo. The father held onto his young son's small hand as he looked down at him and smiled, sharing words of encouragement and affection. 

The pair finally came to a stop outside of the building's lobby, where a life-sized, steel statue of a dairy cow sat, cooking in the heat. It was colored joyfully in a backdrop of bright white with splotches of back speckled across the "cow's" hide. A touchscreen tablet stood in front of the cow that read, 'Quench your thirst with a sample of our latest delicious milk offerings! Just press the green button to select a flavor and begin!' Hoping to treat his son to an ice-cold, refreshing drink, which was also nutritious for a growing boy, the father tapped the screen and browsed through the available flavors. His son eagerly tugged at his father's shirt and pointed at the banana milk option with a wide grin. Nodding with a smile of his own, the father happily selected his son's chosen flavor.

Grabbing an empty plastic cup from the small beverage stand, he placed the cup underneath the cow's udders. He then tapped the button that said 'pour', and waited for his delicious beverage to emerge. As soon as he hit the button, a long hearty moo emanated from the speaker located on the cow's mouth. Nothing was pouring into his cup, so the man impatiently tapped the button a few times in rapid succession, drawing some further moos from the machine. Strangely enough, he could have sworn that the these additional moos were different from the initial one; sounding slightly more pitiful, and even in pain? But that wouldn't make sense, thought the man with a shrug and a chuckle, brushing off the absurdity of the thought. Why would the company program the milk dispenser's 'voice' to sound like it was in distress.  They wouldn't. That would be ridiculous.

And with the silly thought already fleeting from his head, his  cup finally began filling up with some creamy white dairy milk. The smooth texture of the milk steadily streamed from the cow's udder and bubbled up inside the cup, prepared to quench their thirst.

Grabbing the creamy treat from the tray, the father took a small sip, giving himself a milk mustache in the process. He licked his lips greedily and swished the freshly poured milk in his mouth, savoring the hearty texture of the dairy treat; which paired so well with the added sweetness of the banana. He grunted with satisfaction as he finished off the rest of the delicious treat, his thirst sated. 

He was in awe of how Dairy World was able to produce such an incredibly flavorful milk with each glass. None of the other milk brands that he tried from the grocery stores were able to even come close to replicating the complex flavors and textures that made this milk so special. They must be using a new breed of cow, pondered the man to himself. Whatever it was, as long as the milk kept flowing, he was going to keep buying from Dairy World. He hungrily pressed the pour button again, eager to share the creamy goodness with his son.

As soon as the button was pressed, two wickedly sharp, 10 inch, large bore needles mercilessly sprung upwards and embedded themselves slowly into Sarah's heavy and full, dangling breasts. The thick needles slowly but surely pierced the tender fatty meat of her engorged DDD tits, slicing first through her moist pink nipples, and then tearing through her generous fatty tissue, before coming to a rest within the milk laden lobules that stored her most valuable commodity. Sarah screamed in excruciating pain as the unforgiving needles impaled her defenseless milk sacks. However, all that could be heard from outside of the metal cow was the pathetic mooing of a dairy cow, leaving the general public without any inkling of the plight of the young lady entombed inside.

As the man outside impatiently tapped on the touchscreen in an attempt to expedite the pouring of his beverage, the thick needles quickly withdrew from her jiggling breasts and slowly repeated the process of burying themselves within her succulent mammary meat. Her once pristine milky white tits were now a wobbling pincushion of bruises and small puncture wounds, all in various stages of healing from the repeated impalements that pierced different portions of her soft hanging tits. Despite  having been skewered through her breasts over what must have been at least a thousand times by now, the pain of each torturously slow insertion never failed to make her suffer immensely. 

Despite being in abject agony, Sarah had long lost the ability to scream or  cry out like a normal human being. Not only had Jeff made surgical modifications to her larynx, but he had also gone as far as to remove her tongue. Although her soft tongue had brought him great pleasure throughout his ownership of his cow, especially when she dutifully lapped his balls, stroked his cock thousands of times, and zealously cleaned his dirty asshole; there was just no point in keeping it when he decided to finally retire his prized dairy cow.

In addition to the humiliating reality of not being able to speak normally ever again, Sarah's throat was currently impaled and wedged airtight on a thick rubber dildo connected to the inside of the cow's head. This impossibly thick cock served not only to make the pitiful fuck slave feel like she was constantly gagging, but also kept her head solidly wedged inside the metal cow. The long phallus uncomfortably wedged deep down her throat served in tandem with the massive metal cock that was simultaneously wedged deep up her impossibly stretched out asshole; spitroasting the poor dairy slave. 

Her drooling moist lips bottomed out around the cock and pressed tightly against the inside of the metal bull's head, while her perfectly shaped curvy ass cheeks swallowed up the metal pole impaling her asshole and were squished roughly against the back end of the metal cow. Even if she wanted to, Sarah had no way to escape. She could not move even a centimeter forward or backwards thanks to the unforgiving phalluses cruelly locking her within her hellish reality.

So as Sarah screamed with the repeated piercing of the skewers into her supple breasts and at the abject horror and misery of her predicament, only pathetic guttural moans escaped from deep in her throat and traveled through the hollow phallus, finally passing through a microphone and voice modifier before being heard by the public as a humiliating moo.

Jeff had spared no expense and left no stone unturned when he ultimately decided to transform Sarah into a human milk dispenser. When he had finally decided to explain to his cow in excruciating sadistic detail about what the rest of her life would look like once he transformed her, she had gazed at him with the most pitiful look of pure horror and sheer misery that he had ever witnessed. 

The truth was, Jeff had grown tired of keeping Sarah around as his slave. By this point, he had fucked and tortured the slut in just about as many sick and twisted ways that he could think of. He had even taken suggestions from the sadistic perverts that lurked in the dark corners of the internet. Although her shapely body and gripping holes were still incredibly sexy, her now broken spirit took the fun out of torturing her. Now, whenever he drove a nail through her puffy nipples while fucking her tight ass from behind or branded her bouncing asscheeks while she obediently rode; all he could see looking back at him were the dead eyes of a broken sex slave. He missed the fiery spirit and resistance of the confident business executive that he had so enjoyed snuffing out. 

Besides, he had recently taken a liking to his sexy new secretary. In addition to having an incredibly plump rack and curvy ass, the pretty blonde was far younger than Sarah, having just only finished her third year of college. This young slut would have many long years of learning how to be the perfect fuck toy for Jeff while her younger body would be able to handle the planned torture and abuse for much longer than Sarah ever could. Besides, Jeff was a typical American consumer. Out with the old, in with the new! And what better way to start off the new year than with a juicy new set of gorgeous tits and virgin fuck holes.

Naturally, Sarah had tried her very  best to dissuade him from his plans and prove her worth to him. But since she was just a stupid cow who could only communicate through moos, she was only able to use her still incredibly tight holes to try and convince her master that she was still worth keeping around as his personal fuck slave. But despite some of the most passionate and energetic fucking that she could muster, leaving multiple loads of Jeff's cum leaking from her mouth, cunt, and asshole, Jeff had simply patted his adorable cow on the head and reaffirmed his decision. One day in the near future his beautiful fat titted slave would go to sleep one night and wake up trapped inside the metal cow, where she would then spend the rest of her miserable life, doing the one thing she was put on this earth to do; produce and serve milk to her betters.

Waking up within the tight confines of her new prison had been a horrifying ordeal. Not only was she surrounded by the crushing darkness imposed by the previously sewn on blinders that covered her pretty eyes. However, even in Jeff's office, she had been able to see a small glow of light that was able to penetrate through her black blinders. However, this time, not a single ray of light made its way through the oppressive steel of her prison. Completing her sensory deprivation were the cochlear implants that enveloped her in deafening silence. She couldn't even hear her own screams.

However, the most horrifying moment for Sarah occurred when she realized that she could not feel or move her own arms and legs. At first, she thought that perhaps they had just gone numb from some sort of extreme bondage that Jeff had placed her in; it certainly wasn't the first time that he had done that to her. But this was different. She desperately attempted to contract or flex any of the 60 muscles in her extremities, and soon started to panic as she realized that her attempts were futile.

In order to fit Sarah inside the tight, claustrophobic interior of the cow, he had to make some permanent...modifications...to her succulent body. Unfortunately for her, this meant surgically removing her arms at the level of her flowing breasts and her legs below the level of her shapely ass. After all, his sexy cow would no longer have any use for silly arms and legs in her new role as a milk dispenser. As long as overflowing tits kept producing their white nectar, that was the only necessary anatomy that she needed to be concerned with. So this was Sarah's new reality, lying prone on a small platform within the belly of the cow, her shapely breasts swaying seductively beneath her, unable to move an inch as the massive phalluses spitroasted what was left of her gorgeous body on both ends.

As the razor sharp syringes repeatedly plunged into her soft hanging udders, they injected a concoction of lactation stimulating hormones to ensure that her creamy tits kept producing milk for the rest of her miserable life, in addition to whatever flavoring that the customer ordered on the menu. Naturally, Jeff ensured that the corrosive chemical cocktail burned as it spread throughout her full breasts, mixing with the warm milk stored in her lobules and ducts. All Sarah could do was moan and shed countless tears as her tender tits were mercilessly skewered and pumped full of the excruciating chemicals. 

Finally, when the desired ratio of milk to flavoring had been achieved, and the prepared beverage had adequately mixed within her tender mammaries, the suction within the needles were activated. The delicious milk flowed generously from her burgeoning breasts and drained through tubing that lead down and out through the cow statue's udders; filling the customer's cup within seconds. Naturally, the tubing passed through a contraption that could rapidly heat or cool the milk depending on the customer's selection. Customer satisfaction was of course paramount.

And how long would Sarah be able to survive in this nightmarish existence? Well, as long as the machinery within the cow kept functioning, there was going to be no escape from her living hell. Even though her mind would break after perhaps a year or two, her physical body would go on living.

Jeff had designed her prison to be self sustaining. In addition to securing her in place, the cock in her mouth continuously tube fed a thick liquid sludge of all the necessary nutrients and calories to keep a big titted cow alive and healthy. Naturally, Jeff made sure that the feedings contained at least 50% of her favorite treat, expired bull semen from the factory farms. She had guzzled so much of it when she was his pet, that he didn't have the heart to deprive her of it during her long retirement. 

The large phallus painfully stuffing her throat also contained an endotracheal tube that extended into her trachea. If the multiple sensors implanted in her curvy body sensed that she had stopped breathing or a dip in oxygenation, either willingly or unwillingly, it would activate and mechanically ventilate her lungs, prolonging her life. For Sarah, there would be no escape from her new role. Not until her service to the company was fulfilled would she be allowed to graze in greener pastures.

As for any waste products that she produced; they would be suctioned out through the phallus penetrating deep inside tight asshole and a urinary catheter wedged up her urethra. Jeff made sure that a technician stopped by the milk dispenser nightly to perform maintenance. All the technician had to do was detach the waste container from the from the rear of the statue and replace it with an empty one. In his mind, it probably just contained old milk that hadn't been used up during the day. He would also place a large container within the cow's head that contained Sarah's tube feeding and remove the old one. As far as he knew, this was just the new flavoring mixture that would be added to the milk. As soon as the new bag of fluids was fixed into place, the contents would steadily begin to pump down the dildo and into the poor slave's stomach. 

Naturally, the technician would never be able to see that there was a beautiful big breasted sex slave sadistically trapped within the very machine that he maintained. The actual compartment containing her curvy amputated torso was hidden out of sight within a seperate compartment, further sealed inside the oppressively stifling heat of a thick rubber body bag. Out of sight, sound, and far from any sunlight or refreshing waft of fresh air.

And thus was the fate of Sarah, the once proud business executive of Dairy World, who caught the ire of and lust of the wrong employee. Instead of a cushy retirement on a tropical beach, she would now spend the rest of her miserable days locked away, producing and being endlessly being milked for a product that she had once managed. Her transformation was finally complete. She had become the perfect company mascot.

The End