MOLLY<br/><br/>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5c/Molly_the_Cow.jpg)<br/><br/>The sun was shining, the birds were singing and I had been led out after morning milking to rest and eat. I knelt on the moist soft grass and munched contentedly, from time to time a fly coming close which I swicked away with a long ear wiggle.<br/><br/>I was still aching. I never seem to stop aching. Between my legs. The nice farm worker man had done his thing to be back there while I was being milked and I'd reached a peak, noisily and happily. His and my combined stickiness now ran down my inner thigh... but I still ached. I needed more farm workers to take an interest in me...<br/><br/>I shifted around to keep my face in the shade and felt my large udders sway under me, the thick teats tingled as they swung. I went down on my forearms to rest my elbows and found I could move my shoulders which caused my teats to drag through the grass as my udders swayed from side to side...<em>ughnn, nice...</em><br/><br/>Looking up and around at the fence and the trees beyond I chewed grass idly and slithered my thighs together, feeling the warm burn of my need still buzzing inside me. It was good being a cow, everyone was nice to me, I got milked often and had people or other animals to have fun with. I just needed... more fun... is all.<br/><br/>I continued chewing and relaxing in the sunshine, the sound of the stream burbling away over stones lulling me. Life was perfect.