The male cow at Our feet has to be milked, but, before Ava von Medisin, Devina, Tess and I put him through his paces, the cattle need to be fed. In the garden, we have a lush lawn of green grass, just perfect for a human cow to graze upon. With his "udder" permanently locked in chastity, We'll need to free him of his steel prison, so We can inspect Our property and get a sense of how much milk We are going to extract. At first, Our "daisy" seems a bit reluctant in giving Us what We want. However, the cow can't resist for long and soon, under constant laughter and verbal humiliation, daisy spurts a load of creamy white milk all over himself and Our leather gloves. Seems like Our potent milking cow has saved himself from a trip to the meat processing plant.