Entering the office, Irina went to the table and put down the folder.

- How did everything go? - Olga asked.

Irina moved closer and with a swing slapped. Olga almost fell off the chair.

- What's the matter? She asked, frightened.

- Bitch! How could you? So do me? - shouted Irina.

- It's not me! This is Igor - Olga justified.

- Igor? - Irina slowly sank to the table and burst into tears. What happened to her? Where did their games go? What for?

- Er, listen ... - Olga ran through the hair of a woman.

- Get away from me - Irina looked at her friend evil - remember, you owe me one wish? I want you to be just roughly fucked on the machine!

“Good,” Olga sighed.

“No, I’ll come up with another punishment for you.”

Irina got dressed. Wiping tears, left the office. At home, Irina took a shower. The woman wanted to wash off all the dirt. Is she now only a cow? Does the husband already see nothing feminine in her? How she was hurt. After the shower, Irina sat on the sofa in front of the TV. She didn't want anything. There was pain and emptiness inside.

Soon Igor came home. walking up to Irina, he knelt before her.

“Er, I'm sorry,” he whispered.

- Why are you so with me? - Tears reappeared in Irina’s eyes.

- For you. Everything is just for you, my love.

- Go away. I don't want that anymore. Everything. No more cows.

- As you say, my love - Igor left the room.

Irina was left alone again. Different thoughts were spinning in my head. Irina did not know how to live. At bedtime, she breastfed Oleska. How long ago she did not give her breasts. For several months, it only milked. Irina looked at Olesya and cried again. No, she's not a cow anymore. She is woman. And it was just a dream. Long, different, but a dream.

Oleska ate. It was necessary to remove the remnants of milk. Irina automatically approached Igor. I looked into his eyes. No not like this! Irina found a breast pump. Turned it on. The woman sighed. How she got used to other people's fingers, hands. All in the past. It's all over. Removing the milk, Irina went to bed.

In the morning, the woman began to wake up her husband. The cow needs to be milked. Not! She is not a cow! Irina sighed heavily.

Igor opened his eyes.

- Are you okay? - he asked.

- I can not - Irina moaned - I can not stop thinking about it. I still feel like a cow.

“Then why are you running from this?”

- Because I'm a woman!

- Did you cease to be it? - Igor took her hand - this is a game. Every minute, every second, I remember who you are. You are my favorite woman, the mother of my children. You are only mine.

Irina smiled. Hugging her husband, she kissed him. Yes, she is a cow. She does not run away from her new self. But she is the most beloved and happy. WOMAN!!!

Igor gently milked his wife, and then they made love. Happy couple in love.

A couple of days later, Irina came back to the clinic.

- Forgive me, I am guilty in many ways - Olga said.

- All is well - smiled Irina. They have long been friends. Irina trusted Olga.

“But I'll ask for something.”

- About what? - smiled Olga.

Irina looked down. She already got used to obey Olga and wanted it again.

- Of course, dear.

A few days have passed. Irina stood on the machine. At the table sat the girl Julia. The cow waited for milking. Julia was in no hurry. She communicated with someone on the net. The cow was waiting.

The door opened. A young man entered the office.

- How are you, Julia? - he asked.

- Great, what about you?

- Not bad.

Irina looked at him with interest. Young handsome guy. He came to pair her up! The woman groaned.

The young man approached Irina. I went around it. Patted ass.

- A beautiful cow - he smiled - a cow wants to mate?

Irina shook her head.

- It is a pity, such cows need to mate.

Saying goodbye, the young man left the office. Irina could not believe it. So I took it and left? During the milking Irina moaned, closing her eyes. The woman represented the bull behind her. His dick is in itself. A little more and the cow covered the orgasm.

In the evening, Igor asked why the cow refused the bull.

“I was scared,” the woman answered honestly.

- sorry?

Irina looked down.

- Yes - she moaned.

- Guess he didn’t just come?

Irina nodded

- Capricious cow?

Irina smiled.

- Now think and tell me how you prefer to pair

The woman groaned.

- Give me more time to think.

- Well, before going to bed, waiting for an answer.

Irina could not choose. Each of the methods was good in its own way. She honestly said this during the evening milking.

- I understood you - the husband smiled.

- Does Olga have the right to mate you with bulls?

Irina groaned. She increasingly liked to be a toy in the hands of not only her husband.

- Yes - the woman was moaning - but I want to ask you about something ...

The next day, she and her husband were at the clinic. Olga listened attentively to Irina’s request.

- I have to do this in order to get more rights to Irina? The woman asked.

- Yes.

Olga thought a little.

- Well, I agree.

Half an hour later, Irina and her husband were in a secret room, from which Igor and Olga looked at her first pairing. Irina was sitting on her husband's back to him and moved on his penis. Their gaze was directed to the room.

On the machine, with a bag on his head was fixed Olga. With lowered panties and tucked up dress. Behind her, Oleg mated. Irina enjoyed the spectacle. The woman was happy ...

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