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The Cowboi

1: Capture

Jake woke to the sound of sirens. The police cars rushed past the opening of the ally blowing a cold wind after them. He shivered violently and pulled the scrap cardboard close to his ragged body. He closed his eyes and wished for his dreams to take him to warmer climes but sleep availed him. He pulled another scrap of cardboard closer and watched the world in its pre-dawn state.

This was not his first winter but it was certainly his worst. It was nearly three years ago now since he had left home, an ambitious 18 year old, ready to take on the world. Unfortunately luck was not on his side. He was made redundant after the first week because of someone else's stupidity. Things only got worse from there on in.

A plain white van slowly pulled up to the entrance of the ally and stopped. Jake could not see through the tinted windows but got the feeling that someone was watching. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up as five men climbed out of the back of the large van.

The five heavily built men where wearing what looked like work overalls but where white with some ominous stains adoring them. Three of the men stayed at the entrance of the ally while the other two walked closer to the prone form of Jake. They grabbed his arms and legs, Jake attempted to fight them off but found that the diet of scraps has left him weak. He shouted at them but they just continued to carry him towards the van.

Jake was manhandled into the van and the doors slammed shut. He was too busy trying to fight off his captors to notice the contents of the van. Jake was strapped upright to the back wall that separated the driver from the area at the back with thick leather straps on his wrists and ankles, fastened by strong metal buckles.. A gag was placed into his mouth, the cock shaped rubber pushed down this throat and Jake somehow managed not to gag. The straps where tightened and a thin plastic tube was connected to the end of the gag. This in turn was attached to a bag of amber liquid that was hanging overhead, the liquid began to trickle down into his belly. Almost immediately Jake began to feel relaxed, the tension is his muscles vanished and he felt fully relaxed. Another feeling soon began to build in his groin as is cock began to erect.

There was a bang on the back wall and the van began moving. Jake looked at the four men that where sitting on a bench to the left. The middle of the van was dominated my a cold, stainless steel table with leather straps similar to those holing Jake. On the right where several cages stacked up length ways and attached to the wall to prevent them from falling over. The cages where just big enough for a human to fit if they where on hands and knees, they where all full apart from one at the bottom nearest to Jake.

Jake looked up at the cage above the empty one and saw a rubber-clad human crouching up. The strange thing was that the rubber suit had a serial code on each side in white letters and seemed to look like and animal. Looking over the other cages all where in similar "costumes" the only difference being the animal.

The fifth man, who is not sitting, had donned rubber gloves and was making his way over to Jake, the man has a pare of scissors in his right hand. The guy stood firm footed in front of Jake and began to remove Jake's dirty shirt. Next to go where Jake's ripped pants followed by his tented boxers. A tape measure was held against his length as Jake realized he had been sucking the gag and promptly stopped.

Every part of him was measured and recorded onto a small hand-held computer. After taking the measurements a black rubber costume was retrieved from a box next to where Jake was bound. The suit was shaped into the form of someone kneeling, the same position as the other captives. On the feet of the suit where rubber hooves, between the legs rested a black udder and hanging from above the ass cheeks was a tail. Jake felt a strange compassion to be inside the rubber bovine as the suit was placed onto the table. The costume was unzipped, starting from just under the udder and opening up between the cheeks before swerving around the tail to end up at the head. It was then that Jake noticed the two small horns on the forehead and the rubber muzzle that looked slightly open. Inside the muzzle was a cock gag similar to the one he was already wearing and two eye holes provided a way to see.

At a signal from the man that had prepared the costume, two of the men on the bench got up and began to untie the naked Jake. They removed the gag and released the wrist and ankle straps. Jake found that he had not control over his body and began to collapse, before he could fall he was picked up in a shoulder lift and moved over to the table where the costume was waiting.

Jake's left leg was slid into the leg of the costume. The rubber felt cool and arousing against his bare skin. When the toes had touched the bottom of the hoof, the hold on his leg was released and instantly sprang back into the original bent shape of the costume. A firm hand griped his cock as it was forced into a tight hole that entered into the udder, the tight rubber tube clamped his cock in place and prevented the erection from fading. Jakes right leg was slid into place before the rubber was pulled over his ass, his sack fitted snugly into a depression on the inside of the rubber groin. The costume was then pulled over his back and his arms slid into the sleeves, the rubber cock was pushed into his throat and the muzzle tugged into place.

The zip pulled the rubber tight around his body as it was pulled from his head downward, the zip tightened the material over his ass and was then padlocked into place using a small rubber ring attached to the bottom of the udder.

The van stopped and Jake nearly rolled off the table but was caught at last minute. He was placed on the floor and told to stand up. With some effort Jake managed to stretch out his limbs and stand up on forced tip-toes with the help of the table. Jake's udder pressed against the table and somehow he could feel is as if the udder was real.

"It is full of sensory gel." said the man that measured Jake as he looked down in amazement at the udder, "And it is extra sensitive as well." The man laughs. "Now, moo for us" He commands. Before he could stop it a long moo sounded from the back of Jake's throat. The occupants of the van burst out laughing as Jake was forced into the empty cage. Jake let out a lust filled moan as the udder rubbed against his legs. The van started moving again causing Jake more pleasure as the vibrations giggled the sensitive sack that was attached to his groin. When he listened hard Jake could hear moans of pleasure coming from the other captives and could sympathize with their lack of release as the need in his own groin grew.

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2: Beginning Procedures

Jake awoke to an aching body. Sleeping for hours in a kneeling position caused him to become stiff, not that he could move very far anyway. While sleeping his strength had returned to him but the small plastic cage prevented him from moving anywhere.

The cool white plastic was a stark contrast to the gritty metal cage in the van. The plastic cage was only just big enough for him, Jake could feel the walls on his back and sides. Looking past the black muzzle Jake could see another bank of cages containing men with the rubber cow costumes. From his vantage point Jake could only see one and a half rows up and two across, who knows how many other cages there where.

Looking at the captive that was directly across from him Jake could see a tube attached to the muzzle of the costume. After a small mount of squinting Jake could see the tube attached to his own muzzle. Giving an experimental suck on the cock gag, he was rewarded with a thick, sweet liquid in his mouth. After swallowing the liquid a pleasant warmth spread out from his belly filling his entire body and making it tingle before quickly fading.

After the glow had faded Jake felt something on his ass, figuring that the costume had been unzipped a little he bent his head down to try an see what was touching his bare skin. Looking between his legs as best he can Jake only sees the large black udder, he shifted slightly causing pleasure to ripple through him as the udder was moved. Jake is also greeted by a pare of black breasts, hanging heavy from his chest and sporting inch long teats. Something about them did not shock Jake, for some reason he felt like he should have them.

Jake continued to suck on the cock, although, it did not feel like a member. It felt more like a cow's teat, it was too smooth to be a cock and lacked a head. Jake closed his eyes as the warmth spread through him again. Images came to his closed eyes. He was a calf, looking up a mother cow, her huge pink udder and four inviting teats hanging between her hind legs. He reached up with his muzzle and took a teat between his lips, the lust for milk burning strong, he began to suckle and was rewarded by a gush of warm milk.

Jake's daydream was broken by two sets of foot fall. Opening his eyes he could see two sets of paws, one was dark brown and the other a light golden color. Jake's eyes opened wide as he came to realize that they where not costumes. The two turned to face each other and a pare of tail tips flashed in and out of view. Jake could hear the two talking in soft feminine voices.

"...Well this lot are nearly ready to be let out. I would think that another few days."

"That is good news. I will be interested to see how the new formula has worked."

"Yes, I have tasted the prototype boy milk and it is much better than anything the regular cows could produce. You better begin the last stage, I have some paper work to do so I will see you later."

With that the lighter pare of paws walked out of view. One of the remaining paws scratched the leg of he opposite before walking out of view as well. Jake continued to suck on the teat but after a short while the sweet liquid stopped flowing, no matter how hard he suckled.

He gasped inwardly as something cold grabbed his gel filled tail and lifted it, exposing his ass. Listening harder he could hear a mechanical hum coming from behind. Something cold and slimy began to press itself against his anus and slowly pushed in. He squirmed from the feeling as his ass was slowly stretched open. The intrusion soon became painful, the pain building as the slimy implement was pushed deeper. With a sigh of relief the probe suddenly got smaller, Jake's relief was short lived as he guessed at how it was going to be removed.

There was more footfall as the feline checked over the cages, a golden face peeked through his bars. The feline face looked happy at the sight of the bound form that was Jake. She stood up and checked the next cage above.

There was the sound of the cage above being opened and the black form of another rubber clad captive was thrown onto the sterile floor. The man was quivering and managed to push himself up onto all fours. It was then that Jake realized that his costume must have been changed. The one in front had no zip, just a hole for access.

The man's tail had flopped out of the way providing Jake an unhindered view of the ruined ass. He had not been able to take the probe as blood weeped freely from the over stretched orifice. The feline swung a kick at the quivering man and commanded him to stand up. He stood up slowly, shaking on he rubber hooves, his rubber udder hanging down past his knees. The feline walked him out of sight. A short while later the feline returned and checked the last of the captives.

The sounds of typing came to Jakes ears accompanied by the sound of switches being thrown. Jake let out a grunt of surprise as the probe shook and stared to spurt liquid into his bowels. He closed his eyes as the pleasure built. His eyes snapped open as the sudden need to pee arose, unable to hold it back Jake began to urinate into the udder through his erected cock, slowly beginning to fill the rubber sack. After a short while Jakes breasts began to gain weight as well, the overflow from the udder being pumped into the sacks on his chest.

The sacks slowly began to push his arms and legs into the sides of the smooth plastic cage. As the pressure became unbearable, the probe stopped its filling. Jake knelt there shaking as the last of his urine was added to the udder. Jake let out a whine as the probe started to retract, stretching and pulling at his sore anus. The plug left with a pop and he could feel a warm liquid flowing out and down his rubber thighs. The cool metal pulls away from his tail and lets it drop, lightly smacking his bare ass.

The hum behind him stops and Jake wonders what is going to happen next. Suddenly a large number of paws walk past and the sound of cages being opened greeted Jakes ears. The paws walk back past his floor level cage, each followed by a wobbly set of rubber hooves. The fake rubber teats that wobbled into view dripped little beads of amber liquid as the captives walked out of view.

The slow minutes passed and the spine-chilling sound of muffled screams echoed through the building and shivered Jake's spine. The screams died away and the gang of paws came back for another lot.

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3: A New Home

Jake awoke to the screams again. Just as he would drop into a restless sleep another batch would be taken. He crouched there wondering what they where doing and how long until they came for him. As if answering his unspoken question a furry hand twisted the catch of the cage door and pulled him out by the horns. Jake looked up at the muscular doberman with pleading eyes but the canine just ignored him.

The doberman was wearing a simple checked shirt and a pare of sturdy jeans. The shirt clung tight to his body revealing strong abs and a six pack. Jake stumbled on the rubber hooves that forced him onto tiptoes, he found it hard to walk The momentum from the doberman's pull was the only thing keeping him from falling. As he stumbled Jake could feel the heavy breasts and udder slapping against his body. It felt a strange and alien to him.

Jake was pulled past many rows of cages, the ones he passed where full of people in the same position as he was, costumed and caged. Jake moved his jaw a little around the rubber teat, he found he had a little movement but not enough to close his mouth completely. His thoughts clouded slightly, Jake though he better ask what was going on. He attempted to talk but could only make a string of mooing sounds. Feeling stupid Jake stopped and the doberman laughed at him.

"Don't worry Daisy," He joked, "I will let you go soon enough."

Jake looked around and the walls had changed. Instead of the lines of plastic cages the walls where bare metal, some rust was forming at joints at the ceiling. The air started to become hotter and a little humid, a bass hum could be felt through the metal floor and in the air. Heavy machines working away unseen. The tin clatter of rain started over head as the large drops splashed onto the sheet metal roof.

Jake was pulled into a small workshop that looked like a blacksmiths. On the left was a glowing furnace throwing a bright light into the unlit room. Scattered about where various tools and discarded materials. The doberman tied Jake's hands behind his back and lashed him to the wall. The rope looped uncomfortably through his legs, keeping him facing the wall. Jake twisted around but the restrictive rubber prevented him from seeing what was going on.

From behind the sound of the furnace roaring increased along with the heat on his back. With each whoosh the heat increased and more sweat formed between Jake's skin and the rubber. It collected in the hooves and dripped from his bare ass and tail, becoming uncomfortable.

The sound of coals being disturbed could be heard coming from behind Jake as the canine worked. After a long and agonizing wait the doberman came up behind Jake and lifted the rubber tail. A sharp pain shot through Jake's spine and he screamed as the smell of burning flesh filled his nostrils. The pressure on his left ass cheek became unbearable as he was forced against the wall.

After what seemed like and eternity of searing pain the pressure lifted and Jake was left leaning against the wall breathing hard. The doberman replaced the branding iron into a bucket of cold water and the harsh hiss of steam filled the room. Shortly after the canine came back and untied Jake's hands and led the stunned human back into the corridors.

The canine led Jake through a maze of other workshops and closed off rooms before coming into an area that was of a wooden construction and had a distinctly natural smell. Jake was taken through into a stable building, the stalls where empty but had fresh hay in them. The doberman did not stop here however and walked Jake though two large wooden doors before diving him a push on the back that made a confused Jake stumble towards the huge field that was laid out before him.

The field gently sloped downward towards a fast running river. A tall seven foot wire fence ran off into the distance down to the left and out of site. The rain had stopped falling and the air was even more humid outside than in. The sweet smell of fresh rain and grass filled Jake's nose.

Other black clad figures could be seen spread out over the whole field, some in clusters, others alone. The majority of the figures where clustered around large, mushroom shaped metal structures. Their purpose a mystery to Jake. He began to stumble towards one of these mushrooms to find out what is was. Each movement was accompanied by the slap of the heavy udder on his legs or the equally heavy breasts slapping against his chest.

As Jake got closer he could see that the other cows where drinking from tubes poking out of the stalk of the metal mushroom. He watched for a few minutes and noticed that there where two types. There was one type such as himself, heavy udders hanging between their legs. The others had heavy looking sheaths and sacks instead of udders. There where only one or two within the crowd around the mushroom.

Jake could see that several of the tubes where not being used, feeling hungry he wandered towards one of the empty tubes. He stood in front of the tube and wondered what to do, looking around he watched another drink. Looking back at the tube Jake pushed his open muzzle against the tube and felt it push into his mouth.

Jake's eyes widened in surprise as a rubber hose pushed out of the metal pipe and down his throat. Jake gagged and closed his eyes, managing to keep himself from throwing up. The hose pushed into his stomach and began to pump a sweet liquid into his belly. Jake let out a little moan of pleasure as the liquid seemed to flow through his body, Jake began to feel warm all over as the liquid started to take effect.

After a few minutes the hose began to pull out, making Jake gag again. With the removal of the hose Jake was free to pull away from the pipe and wander lazily away.

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Jake woke in a soft bed of warm hay. The past day had been a little strange but something at the back of his mind told him it was alright. The former human had spent the rest of the day wandering lazily around the expansive field. At the end of the day, as the sun had been setting, a pack of about ten canines had come into the field. They made short work of rounding up the cows and herding them into a warm building, the expansive barn divided up into individual stalls by crude wooden walls. Each one full of warm bedding and provided with a grain-like feed and fresh water.

Being new to this, Jake was, at first, unsure about what he had to do. By the time he had noticed the others settling down into the stalls he was left with a smaller stall near the doors. A cool breeze drifted lazily through a gap in the doors, but it was not uncomfortable.

Jake sat up on his knees, the heavy udder forced his legs apart. The sack felt much larger than when he had drifted off the night before. His rubber breasts felt similarly heavy as Jake reached down and pressed a latex hoof into the milk filled sack. A shudder ran down his spine and a moo escaped his muzzle. The full sack was painfully full, it felt as if he needed to pee but was unable.

Jack slowly wobbled his way onto his rubber hooves as he stood up. Looking around he could see most of the other cows trying to crowd through an opening at the back of the barn. The gap was only big enough for one cow to enter at a time, forcing them into a bottleneck. Jake quickly joined the back of the crowd, he could not tell why but the mysterious entrance seemed to call to him. Grunting a little as he walked, the heavy udder slapping against the inside of his legs, he eventually worked through the press of bodies and through the opening.