While at college i was paired with my poller oposite. I was from the citty. Wr grew up in an apartment. My dad worked as a secuity gaurd at company headquarters. My mom worked in an office as a bussiness manager.
My roommate grew up in the country. His dad owned quite a few acres of land. He owned a good size house. His parent’s were not ritch but were well off. They were financially comfortible. My family was financialy sound but there was some belt tightening. We did not know it. Nether nyself or my siblibgs knew that. To us it was normal.
Nate my roommate and i were different. I was studying to be a teacher. He was studying pre law. I had taken a break after high school and worked to earn mony for college. He was bank rolled by mom and dad. He had no problem with finances.
We became close friends. During spring break, he invited me to come to his parents house. I agreed. I had never been to the sate he lived in. It was quite an adventure. I looked forward to seeing his home and meeting his family.
We drove from the college to his family’s property. It was a seven hour drive. We both took turns driving to the esate.
We arived. Nate always seemed perfectly normal. He was your average guy. I saw two barns. It did not seem odd. I thought that both barns had animals. I was told that the second barn did not have animals.
I found that odd. This farm is basically bussiness. His dad was a kind of ceo. He did some administration as well. Why was the other barn not utilized? It made no sense.
At the farm was his mom and dad. He had a brother who was two years younger then him. He had a sister who was three years younger. He had a seven year old sister as well. There were some hired workers who lived on the farm as well.
His family was really nice. They were all friendly. They were all happy to see me. They made me feel welcomed. The staff members did not seem to be very happy that i was hear.
It seemed like a normal farm. They were animals. The were seeds, gardens. Nothing looked out of sorts. It made no sense for them to be leery of me. There seemed to be no reason for them to be concerned by my presence.
Apparently they did not get Many visators. Why were they concerned. At first i did not put any stock in it. The more nervous they got the more concern i got.
I had had a great time there. I hit it off with his family.i loved his parents. I liked his brother. I liked his sisters. Especialy the younger sister. Nothing seemed off. The workers realy seemee to dislike me. I had no idea why.
It was four days into my visit. His mom and dad and nate left on business. Stephinie was watching her brother and sister. I was basically by myself.
I was curious. I really wanted to sneek into the second barn. I decided that that was wrong. I decided that it was not being a good guests.
I could not get it out of my head. I could not think of anything else. I finaly caved into mt curiosity. I snunk into the barn. I opened. I was totaly shocked by what i saw.
I opened the door. I saw a young women. She was in her early twenties. She had long hair. It was long and flowing. She was naked. She was chaned up. She had a collar on her neck. It conected to ancle chains. Her boobs were big. I suspected that her brest were increased somehow. Some kind of augmentation. She seemed in shock.
I was angery. I went over to help her. The door opened. Two of the farm hands entered. They brandished weapons. They told me to put ny hands up or i would be schoot on sight.
I was taken to the main house. I was told to sit on the couch. I waited until the family returned including nate. “Craig? What were you doing? “Nate asked. “What going on?” i denanded to know.
“We ask the questions!” the farm hand said. Nate waved him off. “Look that girl is a human cow. She is being milked. We generically altered her to create large large quantities of milk. “Nate said.
“You kidnapped her? Forced her to do this aganst her will?”i asked. “Craig its complicated.” nate’s dad said. “How is slavery complicated? ” nate asked. “She is a clone. She is not a person. Her donor agred to this. ” nate’s dad said
I horrified. I later learned that this was a lie. She was not a clone. She was captured. I never believed the story. I did learn that her brest were enlarged. There were orher enlargements as well. There were other alternations as well.
“Why is she naked?” i asked. “Its easier if she is unclothed. It is easier if she knows nothing of cloths. That way we can do test and such!” Stephinie said.
I asked about why a barn. I knew the answer to that question. It was to reinforce the idea that she was a hunan cow. It was a kind of indoctrination. Brane washing. It was similar to the conditioning used on slave brought to America from Africa on slave ships.
the farm hands wanted to kill me. steph and nate faught to spare my life. i was a virtuel prisoner. i could not leave. It was decided that our car would be found on a deserted part of the hughway. The car would be in fire. Enough dna were found to convince investigators that it was us.
They striped my cloths. They made me a male cow. I impregnated Stephinie. I also impregnated the girl cow. We were slaves. We were determined to escape one day.
The end (or is it? ” )
This is a work of fiction. This is fantasy. This is not a based on reality. This is not condoning this activity.