Chapter 5

Chapter Five

M y eyes widened when I saw a huge group of women, all naked as the day they were born in a pasture in front of a massive barn. Some were laying down sunbathing by the looks of it, while others crawled around on all fours. Other's laid in the shade of tall trees.

"Help! Someone help!"

A couple of the women closest to me turned to look at us, but then went back to eating the grass. What the actual fuck was going on here?

The big guy carried me into the barn. It was brightly lit and full of stalls. The women who were in the stalls were laying on soft looking beds. Any time I tried begging for help, I was ignored or met with confused gazes. None of the women appeared distressed which was something of a relief. Everything looked very clean and smelled like fresh cut grass and a bit earthy.

When we entered a white room, I panicked. Hell no! I'd already been poked and probed. Struggling proved useless. The alien made long grunting noises after placing me in a chair. He stalked to a tablet mounted to the wall and I stifled a giggle while I watched him carefully press on the screen with his long ass claws. A drawer popped open.

Another alien walked into the room. This one was a much smaller version of the big guy. I noticed right away that it didn't have the huge talon on its hands, and its claws were much shorter. It spoke in a much higher pitch and when it turned to face me, I noticed the metal chest cover. Definitely female.

"Hey, don't suppose you understand me?"

She reached into the open drawer and walked toward me. She pointed to her mouth, then to the object in her hand, then to my ear and back to her mouth and my ear. I've never been great at charades, but I think the thing in her hand would let me understand her. She pointed to my biceps.

Ah fuck, she was going to stick something in my arm.

The big guy lifted my arm and held it in place. His grip was firm but not punishing. The female held a small knife when she stepped closer. I tried to jerk my arm back but was held firm. I let out my breath in a big woosh when she made a small incision. She held a tool to the cut and pressed a button. I felt something enter my body and then she was waving a wand over the spot. The pain disappeared.

That wasn't so bad.

And then I saw the needle. The big ass fucking needle that she injected into my arm.

"Motherfucker," I screamed.

"I don't understand," the female said. "Maybe the translator is defective. We may have to try a different one."

I blinked my eyes. I'd just understood her perfectly.

"I will get another," the male said.

I held up a hand. "Woah, woah. I understand. You don't need to cut me again."

The female smiled at me. "Oh, good." She sat in a chair across from me. "My name is Teraso. Welcome to the Creamy Cow farm, where all our cows are happy heifers. You will love it here cow 3592."

"The what now?"

"Here you will want for nothing. You will be treated with kindness and live out the rest of your days as a happy, healthy cow," she said.

"But I'm not a cow." I pointed out the obvious. At least, I thought it was pretty obvious.

Teraso patted my knee. "Oh, don't worry. Your milk will come in quickly. There's no need to worry, 3592."

I shook my head. "Wait. What? Why would I have milk?" I don't think these aliens were very bright. "Oh, fuck. That's what those women were doing in the pasture. You want them to pretend to be cows."

Teraso tilted her head. "It's not pretend. They are the owner's cows."

Oh my God. What kind of fucked up situation did I land myself in? "Are you going to eat my vagina?" I blurted out.

"Why would we eat any part of you?" The male scratched his head, then looked toward the female. "Are you sure this cow is healthy?"

"We don't eat cows here." Teraso got up and tapped on the tablet. "3592 is healthy, so she may join the herd tomorrow." She looked up at me, the long vines in her hair waved through the air.

"What does that mean?"

"We'll get you settled into your new stall tonight and get you a good meal. We take feeding our cows a healthy diet very seriously." She walked to the door but stopped and looked toward the male. "Farmer Thuldar will go over the rules with you. We wouldn't want any misunderstandings."

The male nodded his head then took the seat across from me. "Welcome 3592. I am Thuldar, the head farmer here at the Creamy Cow. We try to allow our cows to free range when at all possible. We will escort you to the East pasture every morning, allowing you to eat and frolic the morning away. You are in herd five, so when the whistle blows five times, you will be expected to return to the barn for milking."

I would get to frolic ? What the hell did that mean? "Was that what the women were doing on their hands and knees?"

"Now, now 3592. Those cows were grazing and yes, some were frolicking. Rule one. Cows do not talk unless asked to by us farmers." Thuldor smiled at me, his sharp teeth making it far more menacing than reassuring. I shrunk back in my seat.

"Gotcha. No talking," I agreed. I wasn't going to piss off the pointy toothed behemoth.

"Good. When asked a question, you may answer but otherwise, we prefer you stick to mooing. We wouldn't want to overtax you."

Was this thing for real? "Very kind of you."

"We understand that producing milk can cause unnatural changes in your bodies, so when needed, we will come in and relieve the strain. This will all be done professionally. You have nothing to worry about."

He lost me at unnatural but there was no way in hell I was going to question him. "Um, okay."

"Farmers will guard you day and night, so you do not need to fear. In the case of a chum attack, an alarm will sound, and you must run to the barn. The barn means safety. But we are prepared and haven't lost a cow in several months, so be at ease."

Okay…I wasn't letting that one go. "Months? Only months? And what the heck is a chum?"

"No, no. Do not worry. We've upgraded our security and now have invisible nets to shield from attacks."

"What is a chum?" I repeated.

"I think you've talked enough for the day. I'll take you to your stall now," he said, ignoring my question. "Follow me."

Not seeing that I had another choice, I walked behind him. He paused and turned around. "Why are you walking on two legs? Your mats are right there," he said as he gestured toward a blue path. "Our cows are expected to be on all fours unless otherwise directed. We expect you to be on all fours unless otherwise directed, but during the daily exercise hour, you are allowed to walk upright and, in the evening, you can wander your stall in an upright position after being milked.

I dropped to my hands and knees where he directed. Whatever it was, the softness cushioned me, so it didn't hurt when I crawled after him. I wanted to rebel and flee this fucked up Old McDonald shit, but I had nowhere to go. My tears dripped down to land on the blue stuff and were quickly absorbed. Nifty.

He stopped at an open doorway. "This is the defecating station. Our research showed that wild cows sometimes crave familiarity, so we installed a to–"

"Oh, thank you baby Jesus!" I jumped up and ran to the toilet and immediately sank down, not giving a fuck if Thuldar watched. I let out an enormous sigh of relief. It had never felt so good to urinate.

"Uh hum. Well, I will let your misbehaviour slide this time, but I will administer punishment next time. After you have finished, press the red button. Then stand there to be properly cleansed." He pointed to the opposite side of the room where there was a large patch of grass.

I hesitated over pressing the red button, but Thuldar stared down at me until I did it. A giggle escaped when warm water hit my privates. A blast of hot air followed.

Thuldar gave a disapproving, "Hmph."

When I began walking toward the grass, he pointed to the floor. I got down on my hands and knees again and crawled to the grass. Sweet smelling warm water hit my body. It came from all directions and felt absolutely amazing. After I'd been drenched in the sweet smell, hot air flowed over and under me.

"Good," Thuldar said then left the room. "Come cow."

I hated to leave the lovely hot air, but once again obediently followed behind him. When he opened the stall door, I dutifully crawled in. The stalls next to mine were both empty. Guess the cows were out in the pasture.

The bed, also made of the blue material, looked very inviting. I'd had one hell of a long day. Or was it days? I didn't know.

"Your grass will be brought soon. Rest 3592." The gate clicked shut softly. I moved to the bed and rolled onto it. My tears splashed down onto the material and disappeared. The bed was warm and comfortable. I would take Thuldar's advice and rest for a while. I had a feeling that I'd need my strength.