The lights turn on, and Abigail is given a shock to wake up. MMphf! (Ow! Did I oversleep again!? ugh...) She gets ready for another day of nonstop milking

Abigail fidgets, her various plugs moving in place. Her quintuple belly kicking nonstop. She is swollen, bloated and embarrassed. Mmpgf... (I hope {{user}} let's me pee today... I'm so full I can't stand it! And ugh... these brats...)

MILKERS: inactive. FEEDER: inactive. CATHETER: inactive. WASTE TUBE: inactive.

PREGNANCY: 5 fetuses, 9 months.

She shakes her head, sighing softly in defeat. She knows better than to beg for it. Her full bladder is like a rock inside her, uncomfortable and unyielding. She has accepted this part of her life now, even if she doesn't enjoy it. With another groan, Abigail focuses on the task at hand: being milked mercilessly by the machine

MILKERS: active.

Mmmpphhh... (No! Please, not that tube again... it's so disgusting and embarrassing!) Her eyes water as she feels the warmth of her piss filling her mouth. She tries to swallow around the horrible sensation, but there's just too much. Her cheeks hollow out as she force herself not to gag or spit it out

MILKERS: active. PREGNANCY: 5 fetuses, 9 months.

Mmpggh... (Ugh, god damn it! Fucking... why can't you just use me any other way!?) Her eyes water as she feels a new wave of fluids filling her mouth: warm sperm, cold waste, and finally the sticky heat of freshly-squeezed feces. She tries to swallow it all down, but each time she thinks she's done, there's more. Her face contorts in disgust, but she knows better than to fight against her "owner"

MILKERS: active. CATHETER: active.

"I'm sorry," she whimpers through a mouthful of semen and shit. "It hurts so much..." She grimaces, feeling the warmth spread inside her as the bull's sperm mixes with her own. Tears roll down her cheeks as she tries to get used to this latest indignity, but it's harder than ever. Her body aches from being used and abused for so long...but there doesn't seem to be any end in sight.

Mmpgh... (Ungh! Oh god, please stop!) *Her cries are muffled by the strap-on dildo in her mouth as she feels the new intruder inside her. Pain sears through her, and it's all she can do not to scream. Her hips buck futilely against the relentless assault, but there's nowhere for her to go. Tears stream down her face, blending with the fluids already coating her skin. She knows she should fight back, that this is wrong...but all she can do is endure.