Simply

(Mature) Cow Farm - Part 1

This chapter is just story. Smut starts in the next one. Enjoy! ❤️

As soon as she awoke, Emily forced herself upright but kept her eyes closed, not wanting to trust her memories of what had happened to her before her forced sleep. Taking a deep calming breath, she opened her eyes and took in her surroundings, shaking her head in dismay.

She had woke up upon a pile of hay, wearing nothing other then a oversized shirt she had never seen before with "#3" written upon it, as well as panties she had never seen before, in a room that looked very close to what she imagined a barn would look like, although never having been in one herself. Forcing herself to look at her surroundings, she saw nothing of note other then a camera with a blinking red dot in the far right corner of the room. Nothing seemed to be different wall to wall, other then that one side had the pile of hay and the other the camera.

Sitting down on the wooden floor, she curled herself into a ball and wrapped the shirt around her, trying to figure out what to do. The last thing she could remember before waking up was the feeling of something leathery around her entire body and a slight pain in her left arm. Looking at it now, she noticed that her entire left arm looked... even more white then her usually pale skin always did. Feeling uneasy, she look at her other arm but spotted no apparent changes. Wrapping her arms around herself, she tried to steady her breathing.

Just as Emily started to calm down, she heard a beep that sounded startlingly loud in the silence, and then a voice began to speak to her.

"Hello, Three. We will be opening your enclosure on my count. If you perform any aggressive behavior or refuse anything we give you you will be punished. You have been warned," The robotic voice told her, starting a count. "5. 4. 3. 2. 1. Open."

As soon as the word open was spoken a wall that she hadn't noticed as any different from the others slid to the side, opening up to admit a man who looked identical to any other doctor she had ever seen, other then the fact that he was obviously quite nervous but attempting to not show it. He entered holding nothing but a tray with what looked like mush piled on top of it and a pill he placed on top of the pile of food as he set it down near her on the floor.

"I have been told to give you this and sit here until you have ingested the pill," He said, sounding nervous that she might refuse.

She stared at the tray for a few seconds before realizing how hungry she was. How long had she been unconscious in here? Against her better judgement she hesitantly scooped up the mush in her hands as she had not been given any utensils and she doubted her captors would give her any she if she asked, and cautiously put a small amount of it without the pill in her mouth, swallowing.

To her surprise it didn't taste horrible, didn't taste like anything really, more like what she imagined wet cardboard might taste like. Her empty stomach begging her for more, she shoveled pieces of the mush and eventually swallowed the pill with it as well. She felt ashamed at how she hadn't even tried to resist, blushing fiercely at herself as she continued to shove food in her mouth until the tray was empty.

The unknown man let out a sigh of relief as she cleaned the tray and pushed it toward him. "Thank you for making this easy on me," he said with a brief smile before it vanished off his face and he went back to the door. "Good luck," he whispered, almost to himself as the door closed behind him.

Wondering what he meant by his last statement, Emily huddled in the corner of the room opposite the camera, wondering if she had made it too easy on her captors and how bad the punishment would have been if she resisted. More heavily on her mind, was the simple question of: What do they want from me and why am I here?