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"Only Grace Vilmont could take something as beautiful as an adult nursing relationship and turn it into something sick, twisted, and depraved. That's what I like about Grace."
—Elliot Silvestri

Elsie manages to leave Nowhere, America after her perfect life as a cowgirl, milking for her boyfriend and the little industry he set up around her breast milk. This wasn't the life she was looking for, but she manages to recreate an even better life, again centered around her need to milk for sexual pleasure, this time in the middle of her state's university.

This is a 10,000 word novelette intended for adult audiences. Part two of two.

Content warning: This story features lactation erotica, human-cow transformation, graphic sex, adult breast feeding relationships, sexual humiliation, strong language, and other explicit depictions of adult sexuality. Explicit language and adult only content.

Excerpt:

"There you are, gents," said Stan in his oily way. "Two beautiful cowgirls actively milking and ready for your pleasure."

Both Sadie and I froze. We knew what was coming. I could have objected but I didn't want to. Maybe Sadie would have said no if I had said no, but I'd been on the cowgirl drug for too long. I doubted I'd say no to any new sexual experience. Sadie looked scared. I'm sure the expression on my face was eager.

Hoping to show my neighbor good manners and how it was done, I presented my arched back to the strangers, showing them I was willing.

"That slut looks ready," one of the clients said, a chuckle behind his words, but his words angered Jake.

"Watch your mouth," he warned. "She ain't a slut, she's a cowgirl and she's giving you the opportunity of a lifetime." He balled his hands into fists. The other man was older but fatter and shorter. I knew that Jake wasn't really a brawler, but he could have the appearance of one when he wanted.

The man shut up and paid his fee.