Daisy looked down at her pathetic silver trophy in disgust. “What does she have that I don't? My milk is just as good as hers yet she wins every year!” The well endowed cow sneered as she looked over at her opponent and winner of the milk contest.

	Beverly hoisted her impressive gold trophy over her head, showing off both her victory and her impressive bust. She gave a polite wave here and there before walking off the stage. “Show off...” Daist snorted under her breath as Beverly walked past Daisy.

	“Looking good out there! Another win for your dairy, huh?” Daisy's voice dripped with malice as she offered a fake smile to Beverly.

	“Hey, your milk was fantastic this year. It was a close race.” Beverly smiled back.

	 Daisy was grinding her teeth as they oblivious bovine sang such ignorant praise. “I'm sure it was. Must have been nice having the competition on your own farms. Probably made it easier to deliver the freshest milk for the judges...”

	Beverly frowned. “Oh no no no! I would never tamper with anyone's product. I made sure that everyone had their milk delivered here with the same refrigerator trucks that we use for our own milk and had several tanks ready to store it!”

	A smirk spread on Daisy's face as she leaned in close to Beverly. “Show me. I want to make sure everything is in order.” Daisy backed off and giggled. “For safety reasons of course! I would faint if I knew someone here was drinking bad product.”

	“Goodness! If you wanted a tour, you should have just asked.” Beverly giggled as she lead Daisy into the storage facility. A chill enveloped the cows as they walked inside. “See? Everything is kept at perfect temperatures here. My tanks are fully operational even at the maximum capacity of fifty gallons.”

	“Yea, uh-huh.” Daisy muttered as she looked around. “Where is MY milk being stored? For that matter, where are all the guest containers you bragged about?”

	“Right this way!” Beverly smiled as she pointed off to several tanks in the corner. Sure enough, each tank was properly labeled, within standards for storage and working fine.

	Daisy pursed her lips and sighed. “So sure, you can store it all but what about dispensing it? Don't tell me that you filled up bottles one at a time...”

	Another giggle from Beverly left Daisy rolling her eyes. “Naw, nothing like that. Every tank comes with a pump to rapidly fill any containers we need all at once.”

	“You mean THIS one?” Daisy smirked as she shoved a hose into Beverly's mouth. Before the kind hearted cow could respond, a heavy gush of milk filled her cheeks. On instinct, Beverly swallowed the cold, delicious milk only for another massive mouthful to take its place.

	“You think you're so special because you win every year! You think you're so amazing since they moved the competition to YOUR farm and away from mine! Well, you're gonna see just how GOOD my milk is compared to that water you've convinced everyone is milk!”

	Beverly could already feel the pressure welling up inside her stomach as another mouthful of milk splashed in her tummy. She struggled to pull the hose but the thick spout was lodged firmly in her mouth. Another gulp made Beverly moan as her stomach bloated out even more.

	“Do you like it? Real milk and not just the imitation you proudly serve to this cretins.” Daisy laughed as she watched Beverly drink and drink. Beverly's tan tummy was oozing from her shirt and hanging over her pants as it ballooned out.

	“Hey, I've got an idea. Why not let you compare every brand at once?” Daisy cackled as she connected a few more hoses to the rushing flow of milk. Beverly's cheeks puffed out with the force of so much milk entering her mouth.

	“Oooohhhhhhhgggggg” Beverly groaned as she rubbed her stomach. The bulbous orb was swaying past her knees and showed no signs of stopping. Her clothing creaked and whined with every gulp as her whole body began to grow along with Beverly's flooded tummy.

	The buttons of her shirt snapped off as Beverly's impressive bust fattened up with milk. Denim seams whined and complained before bursting open. Soft, squishy flesh oozed through every tear as Daisy increased the flow.

	Beverly gave one final moan as her belly made contact with the floor. Too heavy to move, the stuffed cow leaned forward and rested upon her bloated gut. “What a pig. Do you want even more?” Daisy teased as she grabbed one last hose.

	Daisy chuckled as she connected the final hose to the tangled mess pumping Beverly bigger and bigger. Beverly watched as Daisy walked over to the source of the hose, shaking her head furiously as she realized where it came from.

	“Enjoy your own disgusting, watered down gruel, you cheater. Hope this opens your eyes to who the REAL winner SHOULD have been!” Daisy screeched as she activated the pumps to every single milk tank in the room.

	A symphony of tears and rips filled the room as Beverly doubled in size. Her clothing fell away, revealing every inch of Beverly's fat, milk bloated body. She shivered as the cold air and icy milk filled her up.

	Daisy watched as Beverly drank and drank. Her stomach spilled over the floor, squishing into the cold metal as Beverly grew. The gigantic cow moaned as her breasts continued to plump up, spilling over her belly as they were filled with milk.  Beverly blushed as she felt a pair of hands squish and squeeze her massive rear before giving it a hard slap.

	“You stay here and learn your lesson. I'll be out mingling with your guests.” Daisy chuckled as she walked out of the facility. Beverly groaned as gallons and gallons of milk continued to force its way into her body, blimping her out bigger and bigger.

	Beverly whined as she felt her limbs thicken up. Her body was so filled with milk that even her fingers and toes were bloated with the creamy liquid. No matter how she struggled, Beverly couldn't move at all. Her jaw was sore and her throat was tired from forcing down so much milk and yet there was no reprieve.







	Hours later, Daisy watched as the last few patrons left the competition. “Guess I should check up on her...I wonder if she finished it all?”

	The smug cow returned to the storage chambers to find a few workers already inside. “Drat. I wont get a good view from here...” Daisy muttered. An unguarded set of double doors allowed the troublemaker to peek inside.

	Daisy couldn't help but giggle as she saw the blimp that was Beverly. Beverly's stomach sprawled over the ground, taking up nearly the entire factory. Her gut wobbled about with every little movement the cow made, sending ripples all through her distended body.

	Her arms and legs were stuck at ninety degree angles, thick and helpless as every inch of her body was bloated with milk. Beverly's ass wobbled high above her head, dangerously close to brushing the ceiling. Daisy couldn't help but smirk as Beverly's breasts were bigger than the giant storage tanks surrounding her.

	“I see her...but where is her face? I can't see under all that blubbery cow.” Daisy stared at Beverly, scanning her body. An explosive belch echoed through the room, sending a gigantic ripple through Beverly's flab.

	“Aha, there!” Daisy giggled. Beverly's head was nearly tucked away in her cleavage with how bloated she was. Her cheeks were thick and wobbly, with a fat chin that sank right into her body. “Glorious. Maybe she'll think twice before competing with me next year!” Daisy smirked as she left the blimp to her fate.