Milking the Cheerleader

The house throbbed with music and light in an otherwise quiet and moonless night. Jessica sat by the pool chatting with her friends as others splashed raucously nearby, earning harsh glances from the beautiful girl. Beside her, Marie, her best friend chatted nonstop at a girl Jessica didn’t know. The house was filled with people she didn’t know and worse, people who didn’t know her. Marie’s conversation partner hadn’t even given Jessica a second glance, leaving her in an insulted huff while Marie and the stranger talked.

Jessica knew Rob’s house well enough. They’d had many parties at the pool over the years. Rob’s parents happily left the house to him over long weekends now that he was a trustworthy and earnest college student. The only real difference between this party and their high school days was the ease of access to alcohol. Jessica knew many of the strange faces belonged to Rob’s new teammates. Giant, hulking football players who seemed more interested in the keg than in her.

Jessica had been the center of attention of their small world for a relatively large portion of their lives. She’d gone to high school with Rob and Marie and many of the others. She’d been homecoming queen, won beauty pageants and led the cheerleading squad since she made varsity two years before anyone else. For years, she’d been worshiped as a goddess by everyone around her. But then they graduated, and all of that faded away. Over a normal summer, she would have been inundated with calls to go shopping or to hang out. If not that, then she would have been organizing cheer practice or working on some project for school, but it all stopped, rather suddenly. In its place was a long two months before her first day of college. Everyone else was busy preparing to move or, like Rob, already practicing with new teams and other groups. Jessica had only the wait in front of her.

It had been a relief from the mundane days when Rob told her about the party, but now she almost regretted attending. All of the strangers made her uncomfortable and even the people she knew ignored her. Her best friend barely stopped talking to other people long enough to be catty about anything. She thought about leaving, but she’d ridden with Marie and didn’t want to throw a fit about it. Not yet anyway. Instead, she looked around for someone else to commiserate with, only growing more disappointed as she saw how much fun everyone else was having. Finally Marie deigned to talk to her, “Oh my god, Jess, is that Ethan Foxe?”

The girl pointed over to a low retention wall where Rob and several other guys milled about. One of the guys shook hands with the others while Rob introduced him. “No,” Jessica insisted. “There’s no fucking way.” Ethan fox had been a wimpy, pimpled kid that spent their entire high school career playing trading card games and other pathetic nerdy things. Even the other losers avoided him. The only reason Jessica knew of him at all was due to the extremity of his unpopularity. Seeing him shaking hands with Rob was yet another challenge to her worldview, but then there was how he looked. What had once been an oily, sallowed face was now healthy with a broad smile. He looked small between the giant football players, but still had a broad stature and strong frame that he certainly didn’t possess a month ago. Jessica hated admitting it to herself, but she couldn’t deny that the kid she’d written off as a loser for the past four years was now, somehow, devastatingly handsome.

Marie leaned closer to her, “Didn’t you hear about him? He works here on Rob’s dad’s farm. I first found out about it about four months ago when I saw him and Rob together. They were on their way back from the hardware store or something dumb like that. I didn’t even recognize him at first. I asked Rob about him, and he defended him as a decent guy. I told Rob that I didn’t think he was the kind of guy to take in lost puppies. And he just blew me off. So apparently they’re friends now. What the fuck is our world coming to that a guy like Rob would pal around with a loser like Ethan.”

Jessica’s ego felt bolstered by her friend’s bitterness. “He works for Rob’s dad though? Did they hire him for like charitable purposes?”

Marie took a long drink from her red cup filled with a neon green mix of liquor and sugar. “Oh, that’s the thing. He apparently is super smart, Ethan that is, not Rob. They gave him some crazy scholarship grant for science or whatever. My mom saw it in the local paper and asked if I knew him. Can you believe she would think I knew a guy like that?”

Jessica clicked her tongue in agreement, but didn’t actually know how to respond. She’d always told herself that she was better than people like Ethan and even people like Rob and Marie. But apparently Ethan had put aside his nerdy veneer and gotten an amazing scholarship while she was still floating into college on mediocre grades and a decent community service record. Even Marie, who despite her callous nature and superficial focuses, graduated tenth in their class, far enough from the top not to be noticed, but leagues ahead of Jessica. “I’m going to go talk to him.”

“Ethan? Why? Oh my god, do you think he’s cute now? I mean he looks ok, but still, it’s Ethan Foxe. Gross!” Marie giggled and drank more.

“For god’s sake, Marie,” Jessica said in a huff. “Just shut the fuck up for a while.”

Jessica stood up and elegantly made her way across the patio. Marie stayed in a stunned silence for a few seconds, but then turned to the other girls and called Jessica every name that she could think of.

“Hi boys,” Jessica said as she stepped up to the group. The two giant football players looked down at her as if she were a stray cat. Rob gave her his familiar smile though. “Could I get a beer?” she asked him.

“Since when do you drink beer? Oh, guys this is Jessica, we went to high school together. Jess this is Chuck and Clark, and you know Ethan.”

“Sorry, do I?” she answered obliquely. She relished the awkward pause as Rob looked from her to Ethan in disbelief while the two strangers drank their beers.

“No, actually,” Ethan answered with a smile. “We never exactly crossed paths before, I think.” He handed her a beer from the nearby cooler and spoke to the others as if she weren’t still there. “Jessica was the cheerleading captain or something. Not exactly part of my circle, but I think Rob knew her pretty well. Did you Rob?”

Jessica interrupted Rob’s reply, “Part of your circle? What does that mean? What kind of circle did you have?” Her irritation was poorly masked, and the discomfort in the small circle grew considerably. Clark and Chuck backed away slowly, not realizing how silly it looked for two giant men to attempt a sly escape. Jessica didn’t notice their departure other than the lack of their shadows blocking out the patio lighting. “Rob, who does this guy think he is?”

Rob grinned nervously back at her. “He’s my friend, Jess. Works for my dad. You should see the things he can build. We have this machine in the barn that’s going to change the world. What’s it matter to you?”

The crack of a can opening drew their attention. Foam spilled out of the can as Ethan attempted to drink down the spillage. As he pulled it away, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and casually flicked the excess beer on the ground at Jessica’s feet. “Don’t worry about it, Rob. This is what I was talking about the other day. We’re supposed evolve and change as time goes on. The people we were a month ago are dead. Imagine if Principal Lewis showed up or Coach Mullins. A month ago, everyone here would be shitting themselves for getting caught. Our parents would be called, the school would be outraged, and everybody on any kind of team would get suspended for whatever. Even little Miss Almost Perfect here would have had some explaining to do to her dear ol Mom and — sorry, is your Dad still around, you seem to have a lot of attention seeking qualities which might suggest an absent father figure, I don’t know, I’m just guessing, but I digress. — But now those kids are gone. We’ve changed. We’re no longer subject to the rules of that system. If Coach Mullins showed up here now, you could tell him to fuck off.”

Jessica felt his rant at her land like a blow to her chest. Rob didn’t even seem to acknowledge she was still there as he questioned Ethan’s statement, “But I have a new coach now. I still have to do what he says.”

Ethan nodded. “True. We’ve changed, but walked right into a new set of rules. Human condition and all. We’ll go from college to jobs to other jobs to families to whatever else, and we’ll have different rule sets along the way. My point for the moment is that the things we believed a month ago are no longer true. Like Jessica, for example. Half our school followed her around like love sick fools because she was the cheerleading captain and the chief bitch in a group of bitches. Was she the prettiest? No. Was she the brightest? No. Was she the most charismatic, or endearing, or empathetic, or whatever? No. She was a pretty girl that got her tits before all the others and so the drooling, horny teenage boys, like yourself, all thought she was a goddess. The tragic thing is that she thought this made her the center of everyone’s story, but that’s not how it works. We’re the center of our own stories and if we base our importance on being the center of everyone else’s story, then we will inevitably collapse when the rest of the world moves on.” He took a long drink from the beer. “But I’m just spit balling. What do you think Jessica?” With a laugh, he clapped Rob on the shoulder and strode off into the party leaving Jessica and Rob alone in the corner.

Each of Ethan's words stung more than the last. Jessica didn’t understand what was happening. How could he dare to speak to her like that, like she was just some thing waiting to be told off. She searched for something she might have done or said to provoke such a harsh response, but found nothing. “Rob, are you going to let him talk to me like that?” was all she could muster in response.

Rob shrugged, “He’s a bit of a dick sometimes, and he’s not great with talking to people, but that doesn’t make him wrong. He’s right about a lot of things. When he started working for my dad, I thought of things the same way you still do. But he called me out on my bullshit and it gave me the chance to start thinking of things differently. What he said about you was mean, sure, but he was also saying that you don’t have to be that girl any more. You can be whoever you want to now. When we were together, was it because we liked each other or was it because it made sense for the cheerleading captain to date the quarterback? There were other girls that I liked, but I passed them over because they didn’t have the right status. Ethan helped me understand how I was wrong. Maybe you can still get it too.”

Her moment of weakness immediately boiled into anger. “What the fuck is this touchy feely bullshit, Rob? The guy who used to fuck me didn’t give a shit about what other people thought of him. He took what he wanted and told the consequences to go fuck themselves because he was better than them. If you’re going to act like a pussy, you can say goodbye to the chance of ever getting to fuck a girl like me again.”

Rob sighed. “That’s just it, Jess. I wouldn’t want to. Have a good summer, alright?”

Without another word, he brushed past her. After three steps, his charming smile returned and he was in a boisterous conversation with some other people Jessica didn’t recognize. Her feelings were wounded and her pride damaged, but then she realized that no one had been watching them at all. Years before, the two of them talking in a corner would have been the gossip of the party, but not a single person, not even Marie, seemed to know where she was. Tears welled up in her eyes as a feeling of insignificance rushed over her. Discretely, she left the patio and headed down to the barn.

The light and sound of the party faded away as she walked down the short hill to the barn. In years past, she’d sneaked away with Rob to kiss or talk, but now she was alone. The barn door still rattled as it always had, and the smell of hay and mud greeted her like an old friend. By the time she stepped into the shadowy building, her face was wet with tears. The sense of dread and isolation that she started to feel a month ago had finally become manifest. She felt betrayed, not just by her friends, but by the world itself. Even then, she still felt as though she were the center of the world. Part of her expected Rob or Marie to barge in to the barn and console or commiserate with her. Her universe had been thrown into disorder, but that didn’t mean it couldn’t return to a balanced state. She wiped the tears from her eyes and listened, but no one was coming.

Noticing a light on near the back, she walked further into the barn. The barn separated into two halves by a dividing wall down the center. The front part was used to store the often needed equipment while the back part was used as a maintenance shop, usually. Jessica had been past the dividing wall only once, but she didn’t need a vague memory to know how much the barn had changed. A large machine had been constructed inside the barn. Tubing, gleaming metal, and any number of valves and levers made part of it look like something from a children’s book, but the other half of the machine looked absolutely sinister. Near the front was a large platform with a drain at its center. Above the platform hovered an arm, not unlike those found in arcade claw machines, on a hydraulic lever. Multiple smaller arms rested closer to the bulk of the machine, each tipped with a glinting needle, bearing a sharp resemblance to a scorpion’s stinger. The machine unsettled her. The whole contraption gave off the strange sensation of looking at her.

“Rob mentioned something about Ethan building a machine,” she thought. “I bet he thinks he so clever to build this…whatever it is. I’m sure it won’t trouble him at all to have to repair it.” She looked around for a hammer or something to bludgeon with at first, but then thought of a quieter approach. She found a wrench and climbed up onto the platform. From a closer look, she could see the tubing carried a variety of different colored fluids. “I could start a fire,” she briefly considered, but then decided that might cause too many problems. Noticing a panel, she decided to unscrew the back and smash whatever circuitry should find. She stepped forward onto the platform and felt a panel shift under her foot.

The machine sprung to life as if she disturbed a sleeping spider. Before she could react, a mesh netting shot out from the lower part of the machine. The sudden movement made her jump back, but lose her balance and fall forward only to land in the taut netting as it pulled her into place, hovering a few inches from the ground. Her legs dangled down behind her as her arms protruded through the net. She struggled to free herself as the machine spoke, “Specimen 0004 registering.” The main arm came down perpendicular to her body and a green light flooded the area. “Unknown obstruction. Cleaning.” With eerie precision, the robotic arms grabbed at Jessica’s clothing and tore it away. She screamed, but the noise of the machine drowned out her protests. In only seconds, she was completely naked, suspended on mesh in the grasp of the devilish machine.

The green light scanned her again. “Physiology registering. Updating formula.” The different valves and tubes started to whir. Jessica could only watch in horror as the needled arms moved, the capsules behind the needles filling with bright fluids. “Administering.” Jessica wriggled and squirmed, but without any leverage, she couldn’t lift herself out of the net. She was horrified and humiliated with her naked ass suspended in mid air, forced apart by her legs awkward position, and her tits dangling through the netting beside her flailing arm. Her heart thudded with panic as she realized she could be poisoned or worse at any second. The needled arms moved erratically, making small scans of her flank before plunging into her skin. She winced with each injection. She thought to count them, but after the first, a rush of pleasure flooded her body. She heard the click of needle after needle, but felt nothing else from the machine.

Sensations she never thought possible pulsed through her body. Her skin was a mixture of fire and electricity as the toxins took effect. The first thing she noticed was a wet feeling between her thighs. She desperately wanted to touch herself, but still couldn’t get out of the net. The lips of her pussy swelled as her clit quadrupled in size. Though she couldn’t reach it, she was driven near madness by the possibility. The simple movement of air over the engorged nub was enough to make her grunt in frustration. Her whole body felt heavier as new muscle and fat compiled to fill out her form. Most noticeably, her ass bubbled out into a huge, round rump. Jessica always appreciated the compact and taut nature of her rear, but now she would sell her soul to feel someone grabbing hold of her fat cheeks and squeezing them. A new urgent pressure on her chest finally made her understand what the drain in the platform was for. Her breasts grew, slowly at first, but then a rapid pace. Though she enjoyed the feeling of her growing tits being restrained in the mesh of the net, she was terrified they would grow until the net cut into her flesh. Through a great deal of effort, she was able to keep her breasts out of the net until they were too big to fit through. Instead, her newly fat titties pressed hard against the net with only her elongated nipples sticking through. Instincts took over, and she wriggled until the first stream of milk sprayed from her tits and clattered against the metal platform. With a sigh, she rocked again and forced out more of her milk.

As the chemicals subsided, Jessica considered her position. The machine had turned her into a human milk cow. Her breasts were obscenely large, her pussy had puffed up into an engorged, wet slit, and her ass had become a rump fit for little other than mounting. Jessica knew she should be upset or afraid or angry, but for the first time in her life, she felt good. The only thing that could make it better for her would be someone to fuck.

“Jesus Christ!” came a yell from the door. Jessica looked over dreamily to see Rob and Ethan entering the room. Rob’s face was awash in horror, but Ethan looked only curious, a devious smile playing at his lips. “What the fuck happened to her?”

Ethan moved closer, “It looks like she messed with the machine.”

“That thing is meant for cattle. You let it pump her full of all that hormone stuff?” Rob angrily moved up to the machine and started pressing buttons. The netting went slack and started to lower her to the ground.

“I didn’t let her do anything. She had to have been nosing around in here and activated it somehow. But this is extraordinary! I thought the serum might have some kind of effect on humans in larger doses, but not like this. Look at her! She’s beautiful!”

Jessica finally felt her feet touch the ground, and finally stood upright. Her mammoth tits pulled hard on her chest as she walked down in a dreamy state while the others watched her. She knew they were admiring her new fat tits and shapely ass because of the tents in their pants. They waited for her to speak, but she said nothing, nor did it occur to her to say anything. When she reached the soft ground of the barn, she knelt down and got on her hands and knees. The weight of her breasts was much more comfortable in this position and it allowed easy access to her pussy if she could entice one of them enough. She hoped Rob could see how desperately horny she was as he moved behind her.

“Jess are you ok?” he asked, unable to take his eyes from her enlarged sex and upturned ass.

“She looks like she’s enjoying it quite a bit, I’d think,” Ethan smirked.

“You’re fucking insane,” Rob yelled. “Change her back!”

“Don’t you get it,’ Ethan insisted. “She’s a goddess now. This kind of progress would normally have taken decades, but she just walked into it. This is who she gets to be now. A breeding cow of a human. Even if I could change her back, why would she want to go back to being plain, boring Jessica? Is that what you want?”

Jessica considered the question. She loved the feel of her new body and how the world suddenly seemed to make sense. She was a cow who needed to get fucked. She shook her head no.

“See, she likes the new her. But think of what that means! What if we used the machine on ourselves, what would happen?”

Rob shook his head. “I’m not interested in finding out.”

“Maybe not yet, but look at her. If it had the same effect as it does on our animal trials, she’s desperate to be fucked. Is that what you want, Jess? Do you want a fat cock to fuck you?” Ethan asked. Jessica nodded enthusiastically and wiggled her ass at Rob. Ethan leered at Rob. “I’ll tell you what. I’ll go work up a reverse formula and give you two some privacy. If when I’m done, you haven’t come around to what an opportunity this is for all of us, especially Jessica, then I’ll work on changing her back.” With a harsh laugh, he backed out of the room, giving Jessica promising wink.

Rob moved around to face Jessica. “My god, I’m so sorry.”

Jessica concentrated as hard as she could. “Why?” she asked.

Relieved to hear her talk, Rob didn’t know how to answer. “You can’t actually like this. This has to be traumatizing or something.”

She smiled sweetly and brought her hand up to caress his face. “No. Happy now. Only need a bull to fuck me.” She pulled him close with a gentle touch and kissed him. As they broke apart, she knew she had to convey her desire more urgently. “Fuck me, please, I need it,” she whispered.

Rob knew Ethan had engineered the formula to make breeding a top priority. The cows that had it had been tested on went wild and dangerous if they weren’t provided a bull in a reasonable amount of time. More importantly, Rob’s own cock ached from the moment he laid eyes on her new form. With her begging him for it, the decision became easy. As he stood up and unbuckled his pants, Jessica mooed happily. Rob moved around behind her and took a minute to appreciate the beauty of her new ass. As his hand grabbed hold of her wide hips, she sighed in pleasure. Rob’s cock slid against her fat pussy lips and quickly became coated with her arousal. Jess had no intention of waiting and pushed back against him hard. His cock was swallowed up by her pussy in one quick push and warmth enveloped him, pushing any other hesitation out of his mind.

Jessica moaned in satisfaction as she felt him push inside of her, but immediately she knew something was wrong. She was no longer built for a normal man. She needed a real bull to fuck her, but that would have to wait. The feeling of Rob’s swollen cock inside of her was still nice. He curved his body to her and fuckes her wet slit greedily. She knew this was more than charity on his half as she felt his cock pulsing inside of her. Making the best of his small cock, she leaned forward on one arm and used her free hand to rub her clit. The lightest of touch was enough to send shivers throughout her body. She timed her own teases with the wet slap of Rob’s body against hers.

As they rutted together, she felt the pressure returning to her tits. Apparently arousal increased her milk production. She raised herself back up on all fours so her udders dangled underneath her. As if he sensed her predicament, Rob curved his body to hers and grabbed hold of her breasts. His rough, calloused hands on the sensitive tissue drove her wild as his fingers prodded her engorged nipples. Jessica guided his hands and showed him how to pull. Rob learned quickly and soon hot milk sprayed onto his fingertips. She knew it excited him to milk her while he was balls deep in her pussy from the way his cock pulsed. Her pussy walls tightened around his cock and squeezed to urge him to continue.

With both hands, Rob started to milk Jessica as he continued to slide in and out of her. The creamy fluid sprayed onto the ground beneath her and strangely made Rob’s mouth water. Jessica moaned and writhed as much as she could. The sensations were too much for Rob. He let her tits go and moved up closer for better leverage. “You like getting fucked while spraying milk on the ground, don’t you?”

“Moooo,” came the reply.

“You want me to cum in this fat pussy? You want to get pregnant so your udders get even bigger? Fuck, Jessica, you want to be my cow and get fucked every day, isn’t that right? You want me to suck your titties dry while you bounce up and down on my cock.”

“Yes!” she shouted. It all sounded perfect. She could waddle from room to room with her pussy dripping wet until Rob decided to fuck her. He could have his whole football team over and she’d love every single cock. Nothing else mattered. All those things she’d worried about and fretted over were nothing compared to the need to be breed and give milk. Rob fucked into her harder and harder, his balls slapping forward against her and sending shocks throughout her body. Without warning, her body tensed and shuddered as orgasm flooded throughout every fiber of her being. Her tits started to spray milk wildly as she shook and moaned. Somewhere in the middle of the maelstrom of pleasure, she felt Rob’s cock start spraying cum deep inside her. He groaned and squeezed her ass as his balls emptied into her, sending Jessica into another spiral of pleasure.

As she regained her senses, she realized how much of a mess they’d made. Rob’s limp cock slipped out of her followed by a rush of his cum as he backed away. Beneath her, the ground was soaked with her milk to the point of almost creating mud. Despite its initial off putting nature, she found it suitable that her new life would begin fucking in a barn. “Oh my god, thank you,” she cooed at Rob. The impediments to her speech seemed gone as the haze lifted from her mind. “That was wonderful.”

Rob looked ashamed. “I…felt small.”

Jessica kissed his cheek. “I think my body is built for bigger fare now, unfortunately. Doesn’t mean it wasn’t amazing.”

Rob shook his head adamantly, “No. You’re too fucking amazing not to have someone built for you too. The whole time all I could think about was what it would feel like to really fill you up.”

The machine whirred to life again as Ethan reappeared with a wild look in his eyes. “That can be arranged!”

Jessica took Rob by the hand and led him up to the platform, her pussy getting wet again from the thought of what her new bull would feel like.