Cow Jail

 A fellow aeromorph, living airplane to be exact, [main] woke up with his eyes slightly open. The grogginess hit him faster than mach two for some reason today. As much as he would love to go back to sleep then he would be tossing and turning around just trying to get comfortable again. He yawned loudly and rubbed his eyes to clear away the eye boogers and slowly open his eyes to the morning sun that peered into his room. He looked around to gain his senses again, he definitely was not a morning person. Blinking a couple times for his eyes to adjust, he heard something through his closed door.
"[main], breakfast his ready,” the sounds of his mother called from the kitchen.
“Okay mom,” he called back.
His made his way out of his bed, his landing legs touching the floor of his room as he made his was to the bathroom that is connected to his room. He began his morning routine as he always does, wiping his face to wipe away the morning dirt and a couple drool spots. Next, applying toothpaste to his brush and began cleaning his teeth, spitting into the sink and scrubbing his teeth. Finally, when he looked into the mirror checking his teeth, he looked down in the mirror and groaned at the last and final task of his routine. A pink, flesh bag that he sometimes dreaded but sighs as it is also apart of his life. A udder that was almost as big as a basketball than wobbled and sloshed a big as he poked and prodded at it. He had no idea how or anyone knows how he somehow just grew and udder. However, there have been numerous reports of living planes having features of animals. Like various body parts but somehow living planes are unaffected by it and can live out their lives like normal.
Sometimes he dreaded having this- this thing attached to his body and even if he wanted to get surgery to get it removed would cost a lot of money which made him not want to go that route. Eventually, he learned to just live with it. Naturally, it gets full of milk and has to regularly milk himself multiple times a day to avoid the pressure however he can be a bit rebellious. Sometimes he skips his morning milking, which he has done before, and the results was him leaking a little bit and then having his afternoon milking. That has taken hours. So, he looked between his milker and his udder and continued to go back and forth until he looked at his udder.
“I can skip this morning milking, I’ve done it before,” he said as he cleaned up his area and finally heading for the kitchen.
 His mother just finishing making the last of their breakfast which consisted mostly of pancakes, bacon, and sausage. Once he got to the kitchen, the scent of food hit his nose and proceeded to fix himself a plate. He and his mother sat together enjoying their breakfast with the TV tuned into the news.
“There have been numerous laws about animal features on citizens. While there has been no harm in disrupting daily lives, there is one law that does concern ones that have udders,” the reporter went on to which [main] started to tune out.
‘“You listening to this?” His mother asked.
“No, I kinda stopped listening,” he answered while taking a bite from his sausage.
“Are you planning to go out today?” then she looked down at his udder and back to him in concern, “you skipped your morning milking, did you?”
He sighs, “Ok I did skip this morning. I just didn’t feel like waiting because I’m going out with a couple of friends and spend the day with them.”
“I just want you to be careful because now there’s a new law about planes with udders. If you waste a certain amount in public, then you will be fined.”
“I thought that law was still up for debate,” he recalled.
She shook her head, “That’s why it was on the news. I just want you to be careful. I know you are good at holding your milk in but with this new law, I don’t want you taken from me.”
He took her wings into his, “I doubt that’ll ever happen and besides I promise to be careful,” then he looked at his udder, “I’ll do a quick milking before I leave, that way I don’t have to worry about whatever the fine is. Okay?”
His mother looked at him with slightly worried eyes. While she herself doesn’t have an udder and even [main]’s father doesn’t have an udder, both understand how important it is to take care of any other features.
He gives his mother a hug and says, “I love you mrrrooooother.”
He blushes a bit as sometimes is moo sounds somethings comes out. She giggles and give him the okay to head out and enjoy the day with his friends. After a small and quick milking which made his udder look smaller, but only to about the size of a small bag of treats. He heads out of his hanger-like home with a few bottles of his milk and right outside of the entrance of his hanger home. He also bottled some of his milk and carried them out then placed them into a crate. It makes very small profit but the bottles get sent and resold after the processed, then they get a small profit for. 
He gets to walking to the meet up point where he and his friends decided on, it is going to be nothing but a fun day today. Sometimes [main] likes to fly and walk as well, but with his new udder, he can’t help that when he does fly hid udder sometimes weighs him down not used to the extra weight. For the time being he has been walking to places in which he doesn’t mind to at all. Passing by other friendly planes who waved and so did he. He was making his way to the location where his friends said they would meet up. It wasn’t far from where he lived, couple blocks down passing a few store and food places, he finally met up with his friends.
“Hey guys!” He shouted and waved.
Even his friends have animal features. They were all feral planes but different models. One of them was a plane had a nose prop, another one has props on his arms and the last one didn’t have a prop. They all waves back to [main]. 
“Hey doooood,” the nose-prop planes joked.
[main] chuckled at the joke, “Alright, alright you always get me with that. Plus it’s like I can’t help that I’m stuck like this. At least I don’t have to worry about getting head caught in something,” [main] jokingly mocked back.
“Actually for your information,” [F1] pulled down his hood to reveal small nubs, “I got these shaved down because I was getting tired. Of getting caught on things. Plus the news with these new laws,” [F1] rolls his eyes.
“Now did you make sure that this,” [F2] poked his udder, “make sure that you have this taken care of?”
 [main] shivers and swats his wing away, “Of course I did!” his udder did sway a bit showing that he did milk it in the morning, yet it was filling a bit fast, but his friends didn’t notice.
“Well, you know about the news right?” [F3] said while waving his wing, “something about like not wasting, or something keeping clean?” [F3] pondered until he gave up.
“I’m well aware and its just some nonsense.”
“Well there are a couple of places I saw while we were on our way,” [F2] pointed, “Why not check those places out.”
“I’m down,” [main] agreed, “[F1], [F3]?”
“Sure.”
“Yes, lets start spending the day!”
They all went out and had a blast together. Started with a bowling alley that was downtown somewhere. From the heavy bowling balls to the cheap and somewhat gross foods, but it didn’t stop [F2] from eating all the fries, unless everyone else started taking a few just to not starve. After that it was on to a ice skating rink where everyone skated around in a circle. However due to [main]’s udder, he had to bundle up a lot to not let his udder get too cold or else it was start to hurt. It was a workout, but tons of fun. Finally, they chilled at a restaurant to have a feast of their fun day, then leaving with full bellies and more. The sun was still high and [main] start to express some subtle straining on his udder. All that eating filled it up and a little beyond its max capacity and it started to ache a bit. Even his friends were starting to notice.
“Uh, getting full their [main]?” [F2] asked.
[main] nodded and held a little and accidentally squirted out some milk from his bottom teats which made him shiver. They went from a steady dribble to a very thin stream to the ground. As he tried to maneuver himself so that no one gets milked on, saw a police plane flashing the sirens and stopped in from of the group. 
He approached the group but spoke to [main], “Excuse me sir but Public Lactation is against the law.”
[main] panicked a bit, “Wait! I wasn’t doing it on purpose! I-it leaked!” He winced a bit from the pressure.
The police plane sighed, “Ignorance is no excuse! It’s every udder owner’s responsibility to take care of their own milking. I’m going to need you to come with me please.”
[main] was really confused now, “When did this become part of the law and where are you taking me?”
“Haven’t you been looking at the news? And somewhere,” the last question he answered didn’t help.
[main] didn’t know what to do or more importantly tell his mother that he got arrested for not maintaining his udder very well. Even his friends were clueless on what to do since they didn’t think this was happening right now. 
“Let us go with him,” [F3] quickly said, “can we at least go with him?”
“Sure, it doesn’t bother me. Let’s go.”
They all walked to a small but wide building somewhere a bit farther than they thought. [main] was nervous out of his mind yet the police plane didn’t say anything about getting arrested. Why would they take him in but not to be locked up?  Well, either way at least he doesn’t have to tell his mom that he’s in jail. After the police plane went to the front desk, the group was taken to another room where the 3 friends were told to sit and wait. They ventured this far and at least they are close to [main]. He however was taken a bit further back, his udder leaking a bit along the way. He was trying to remain silent but the fullest of his udder was making it known that it needed a milking now. One more automatic slide door and what was inside made [main] body go numb. 
There were pens on each side of the but also, they were back-to-back. He saw many planes with udders like himself of all different paint designs. What shocked him was that they were fitted with a small nose ring, and it was connected to the fence of the pens. Some planes hanging off the ground in slings that didn’t seem to harm them in a way, especially when most if not all of them had pleasure-like faces. Finally they also had milkers on their swollen udder which definitely helped, almost too well with tube transporting them to containers right next to them. 
“W-where exactly am I?” He asked at he kept looking around. 
“Milk and egg pens,” he said as a two other police planes came, “come on lets get you set up.”
They set him up with a small nose ring and a chain attached to the pen while getting his wings and landing legs in the straps. He was belly down while his udder hanged down but then tensed when the milkers were sucked onto his udders, but they didn’t turn the machine on just yet. They walked away after they hooked [main] up and he tried to call to them, but they were out of range. He was left hanging while listening to the moans and moos of other planes with udders getting milked but occasionally, he heard something that wasn’t a moo or a moan.  He listened very closely and heard small clucks and squelches; he couldn’t find where they were coming from. His thoughts were soon snapped out of when they came back but someone else was with them. They walked past his den with someone else who had bird like on it’s legs and while they still had wheels, they had bird claws holding them like roller skates. Wait, a bird features, why is a bird plane in a pen mostly filled with planes with udders. They hooked and strapped her in but he could barely make them out but they were facing the back of the pen with their butt and tail high in the air. 
She looked over and saw [main] and spoke, “Hello,” it sounded female.
He spoke back but unable to wave, “Hi.”
“What’s your name?”
“[main], what’s yours?”
“[bird plane] but aren’t you excited?” She said with a glee.
[main] was confused, “Excited? Excited for wh-“ the police planes came and interrupted him.
“Alright you animals,” he said that hurt a bit to [main] but then he could smell arousal from somewhere close to him, “you’re here because you broke the law and luckily for you it isn’t years of imprisonment. Just a small fine in the form of work.”
“How long are you going to keep me here for?” [main] asked.
“Until you pay your fine,” he went to hook up one more hose to the other pen, and went somewhere outside the pen to start the process, “at least 5 liters,” and turned it on.
Gasps, groans, moos and moans came out of [main] and [bird plane] as they were harvested of their features. [main] moaned and wriggled when his overfilled udder was being milked. It was embarrassing as his face started to turn red and he mooed, as much as he really wanted to stay quiet, he couldn’t. The milkers on his udders felt good like reliving a bad itch and even more. He can see the milkers pulsating on his udders, sucking the milk down from four separate tubes to a one conjoining tube and flowing away, to a tank or the quarter tanks that he saw if he turned his head more however, they were empty. Even thought the relive and pleasure of being milked, he spoke to himself.
“If I’m supposed to give four liters, then why isn’t the jars being filled?”
“You talk too much, can’t you enjoy this for once,” [bird plane] told from her pen.
He looked over and saw her other half sticking up high in the air, but he saw something attached to her. It was a tube that was attached to a plug [bird plane]’s pussy and butt. His milk was going into her for some reason and he saw her belly begin to bloat for a while, he couldn’t stop staring. It was arousing to see someone getting filled from his milk but why. Then he heard beeping noise and the plug in [bird plane]’s pussy and butt deflated and fell out and plopped to the floor and [bird plane]s looked at [main] for staring her the whole time. 
“Did you enjoy part one of the show,” she said wiggling her butt around that surprisingly didn’t drip from the milk that was in her. 
[main] didn’t know what to say since he was still being pleasured, “M-mroooo!”
“I’ll take that as a yes and your probably wondering why I’m here and partnered with you.”
“Partnered?” He questioned, “what do you mean partnered? It is already embarrassing enough to be tied up, and exploited my feature from breaking a law!”
“See sometimes our features can work together,” she explained while her stomach slightly shifty, “I got thrown in here for laying eggs in public, but I meant to do it. Plus people loved it, even so to get off on it.”
[main] shifted in his bondage at the thought of someone breaking the law on purpose to be here for, in [bird plane]’s words “getting off.” She even is making her point as [main] was getting more and more aroused. He saw her stomach inflate a bit with his milk, like a substitute for cum, but he still had no idea why.
[bird plane] moaned as her belly was swelling, looking like a pregnant plane about to give birth to their young. On cue, the police plane came back and started to unhook her and was about to take her somewhere else but she quickly stopped him before getting to far from [main]’s pen.
“Can- can I stay with him? After all he did provide a lot to me.”
“Sure, but I got to adjust him first.”
[Main] swallowed not because that someone random was going to be with him, but also the fact that he wasn’t done paying his “sentence.” The police plane changed something to [main]’s udder to now have it collect milk in four, one liter containers. Shoving [bird plane] in and turning the machine back on, it was back to milking for [main] and therefore more moans and moos. [Bird plane] came closer to the bounded up milk plane with her bloated belly, [main] was sweating in embarrassment because the way her body was doing most of the talking with his dick. 
“Alright hun, since you want to admire your work,” she said patting her belly, “why don’t you put that tongue to use and lick my belly.”
[main] couldn’t resist any longer and with her belly in his reach, he sticks his tongue to feel her belly, the roundness, the small bumps he can feel, his licking causing them to shift, and the soft yet smooth body of [bird plane]. She moaned a bit feeling his tongue rub her belly and getting wet in between her legs, she wishes she could play with herself in front of him but she wanted to put on a show. He was super focused on her belly, the feeling of it along with he milkers he moaned and mooed into her sending vibration which tickled her. He glances at the containers and he’s already filled up one and half so far, maybe it wouldn’t take long but it felt like it was taking him a while. 
More muffled mooing and moaning filled the pen and both planes were loving the affection they were giving to each other. [main] wish he could tend to his fifth teat but due to how he was hooked up, he couldn’t reach it. It throbbed with excitement. She stepped away from [main] licking her big belly, a string of saliva connected but eventually broke making him moo for more. [Bird plane] was nowhere near done with him.
“Now time to advance,” she moves and climbs onto his back.
He was surprised that the straps could hold him and her up, then he felt something slick on his back. It was her pussy, she was grinding on is back and it felt good and hot, dripping down his back. She must be very horny from being pregnant or deeply enjoying this with someone else. [main] wish he could reach and caress her while she was having the time of her life. She noticed his dick throbbing with anticipation.
“Aww such a big milky cow all pent up?” she asked seductively and got a nod in response.
“Well you deserve some love too after giving me this big belly.”
While still straddling on [main]’s back, she turns herself around and now her wet pussy is on his nose and gradually dripping juices. She pulled his tail further up to get a good look at one last udder that had a ton of milk to give. She reaches down and grabs it in which she heard a loud moo. She grabbed his dick and slowly started to rub it up and down like milking an udder. [main] shivered at the touch that his penis was getting milked, but not with the machine, the old fashion way. All while she was grinding up and down on his back becoming more and more slick. 
[main]’s dick was slightly dripping some pre in which [bird plane] was rubbing off to aid the stimulation. Then she stopped all her motion and grunted a bit while holding her stomach. She felt something shift in her stomach. She climbed off his back in which he moaned and moo’ed because he was denied of that sweet sweet release. She went around and faced him.
“It’s time for the finale,” she goes around to the straps he was in and started to undo some of them, he was a bit baffled that she just knows this.
His limbs were free finally but unfortunately the nose ring was the only part she couldn’t get off so they just had to make do with it. He stretched finally being out of those straps, but the milkers were still doing their job as his udder was smaller than what it use to be which was good. Then he got shoved back to the back of the pen as [bird plane] approached him, holding her belly while slightly rubbing it.
“The reason why you’re here, the real reason, is that supplies have been running low,” she straddles on top of him her belly pressing up against him which he raised his head, also showing a blush.
“They want to put more of these facilities out and it would help the very low supply chain,” her pussy is soaked, “the best part about all this is that we can work together, your milk combine with my eggs, really you have an endless supply of milk and eggs.”
She starts grinding on him again, obviously loving this idea of an endless supply from volunteering featured planes. 
“There are other planes willing to, will you?” She asks with a fin on his dick while keeping one on her belly.
He nodded his head many times over very excited by the way his dick was throbs, plus with his udders still being milked the stimulation was going from his udder to his dick, increasing his pleasure even more.
[bird plane] groaned and felt her eggs shift lower, but she smiled through the pain, “I’m so glad you agreed. Now we can get to the part your very excited to see.”
She then flips herself around into sixty-nine position with her at his dick, and [main] looking at her lips that seem to be budged a bit. He couldn’t see her face anymore, but he saw all her goods up close. Then he could feel her stomach shift and hear her grunt and then taking a look again at her good, he sees a small white orb coming from her pussy. Then it got wider until it was partially visible until he finally saw it. The egg that his bird plane was laying and was laying on him, which made his dick harder than before. It was only halfway out until he hears grunting and the egg slips out of her wet lips and onto [main]’s body. He watches it roll of somewhere to his side until he gasps as he feels another wet feeling. [Bird plane] was licking his length while grunting, pushing more eggs out on him. After licking for a while, she finally plunges her mouth on his dick and bobs up and down, groaning and grunting while he continues to make eggs. [Main] was having the time of his life getting sucked by a egg laying bird plane, while getting milked. Eventually, they were both covered in sweat and [main] had some fun messing with [bird plane] but rubbing her pussy, probing her butthole, and sometimes holding her eggs before she lays them. She even orgasmed while laying her eggs which not only caused [main] to get soaked in her fluids, but also a couple eggs fell out two at a time. [Main] was getting really close to blowing a huge load into her mouth, he taps the side of her round butt signaling her. She takes note and then doubles her efforts even by rubbing his balls and occasionally prodding his tailhole. With a loud mix between a grunt and a moo, he finally releases into her mouth which her cheeks bulge. She was a bit surprised at how much she was able to swallow until her mouth was filled again. Even after her laying eggs, her stomach bloated a bit and finally stops, but not without licking up some more of [main]’s cum. They laid in the pen together unmoving from the position until they heard a knock from the pen door. 
It was time to leave so they got unstrapped and taken back to the front where they were free to go. [Bird plane] gave [main] a kiss on the check for the good time they had before leaving. He was a little distracted by the little display he finally remember.
“Oh crud!” He ran to the waiting area where he found his friends in a peculiar situation.
All of them looked at with their wings fapping off their dicks. Also, from the cum that was on the floor they recently got off. They all stared for what it felt like years until one of them broke the silence.
“Can we go now, please.”
With that everyone left the station and walking down the street back home, no one saying anything to each other but can all agree that it was one sexy of a show. Even [main] got the [bird plane]’s number in casethey want to meet up again, or work together in the future.