Trunk Milking
Betsy the cow gets milked in a whole new way by a group of elephants.
Trunk Milking By Game-BeatX14
It was late in the afternoon on a remote dairy farm out in the country. While most of the cows seemed content, Betsy was struggling to cope with her aching udder. It was so heavy and weighed down with milk that it dragged along the ground when she walked through the wooden barn. The farmer was off-duty, and all the milking machines were broken. She approached her friend with a tense look on her face, unable to bear the increasing pressure any longer.
"Lily, what am I going to do? Augh... My udder feels like it's about to explode!" She cried.
Lily seemed surprised at her statement.
"Wait, the other cows didn't tell you yet? We found a convenient solution to our lactation needs. A few local animals have offered to assist us. Follow me!"
Betsy followed Lily slowly, as she trotted over to one of the milking stalls all the way on the other end of the barn. To her surprise, this one was different... There was no milking machine to be found, and the walls had four big circular holes cut out of them, two on each side. The whole unit stuck off the end of the main building, with grass fields visible around them. Betsy looked around in confusion.
"This is a milking stall? But how?"
Lily gave a confident smirk.
"Oh, you'll see."
She stuck her head through one of the holes and whistled very loudly, the sound echoing across the surrounding plains.
"Come here boys!" She yelled, pulling her head back into the stall. Suddenly, a faint stomping sound could be heard, and it quickly got closer.
THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP.
Wondering what the source of the thundering sound was, Betsy peeked through the holes. What she was saw made her jaw drop... Four massive elephants were stampeding closer at a frightening rate. As they approached the barn, they came to a halting stop, eagerly thrusting their trunks through the holes and sniffing loudly around her body. It didn't take them long to sniff out her leaking udder. Betsy grimaced as she felt the probing trunks latch onto her teats one at a time, until all four of them were enveloped inside deep, slimy nostrils. Lily patted her on the back, stopping to give a brief speech as the elephants patiently waited for her to finish.
"Pretty neat huh? These elephants can each take up to ten liters of liquid in their trunk, while the natural breathing and contraction of their nostril should mimic a milking pump fairly well. It should be enough to drain you completely dry in minutes! You're going to love it."
Betsy still had an uncomfortable expression on her face.
"Ugh, this feels so weird... Lily, are you sure about thi-"
Before she could finish, Lily snapped her hoof to signal to the elephants it was time start. Within seconds, a cacophony of slurping sounds roared to life around the stall. Betsy felt her udder being sucked hard from all angles, the fleshy sac stretching against their wide nostrils.
SHHLURRRRRRKKKK.
"Agh! Ooh... Guah!" She started to panic, an intense sensation radiating through her body. Their trunks produced more powerful suction than any milking machine could, tenderly squeezing her teats and massaging them with their fleshy nasal passages. Milk poured out in droves, being instantly gulped up through the pulsing gray appendages. These elephants were thirsty, and Betsy was now their drinking tap. Lily watched in awe from behind, as the massive udder slowly shrank before her eyes.
"It's working!" She cheered. "Just stay relaxed, and let them finish up."
Despite her friend's reassurance, Betsy was starting to worry. In just thirty seconds her udder had shrunken down to almost nothing, but the elephants wouldn't let up. She whined in discomfort, barely able to hear herself over the whipping sound of flabby udder skin being vacuumed up.
"Um, Lily?! When are they going to stop?!" She shouted.
Betsy replied in a very matter-of-fact tone.
"Don't worry; they just need to give one last good suck to empty you out."
SHLURRRWOMP.
Betsy's eyes rolled back into her head, as the elephants inhaled with all of their lung capacity, stretching her poor udder and siphoning out every last drop until nothing remained but a sagging husk of pink skin. The thirsty pachyderms finally let go, bringing their trunks up to their mouths and downing all of her sweet milk in large, satisfied gulps. Betsy stood frozen and panting, feeling a complete relief she hadn't experienced in years.
Lily giggled, reaching down and poking her friend's deflated milk sac. It was hard to believe that just a minute ago, it had been bloated to the size of a large beach ball, but now it was bone dry. Betsy stepped back, allowing Lily to take her position at the center of the stall.
"See? They milked you nice and good. Who needs a farmer or machines, when we've got all these friendly elephants living right around here? Just give them a whistle and they'll come running over to help."
The elephants stuck their trunks back into the stall, snorting around and flaring their nostrils at Lily. After a brief investigation, all four trunks dove straight for her udder, latching on and pulling in her teats without hesitation. Milk started to burst from her udder like a faucet had been turned on.
"Eeeheee! I love how hard they suck; it just draws all the milk straight out! No pumps, no buttons. Just pure, natural relief!"
Lily bounced up and down, jiggling her shrinking udder in excitement while the elephants continued quenching their thirst. Betsy could only smile for her friend, as the excited grunts and slurping sounds gave her a newfound love for elephants. It was a strange satisfaction, seeing them so happy to take away all the milk that often weighed the cows down. Within a minute, Lily's udder was exhausted, and the elephants drank up before retreating back to their nearby home in the plains.
A perfect mutual relationship was in the making, and Betsy was already thinking fondly about her next session. This was going to make life on the farm a lot more interesting...