Published: Jan 4, 2024

My seventy-fifth caption, this time a collaboration with the talented GBSorcerer!

During a normal night of two caption writers discussing AI art generation and writing ideas, they both get offers to join a beta for one of the bigger AI generation websites. Both, having had good experiences with the website, agree to join the beta together, using their cowgirls as test subjects… always remember to read the Terms of Service, people.

All image credits go to GBSorcerer, with input from myself.

All image credits go to their respective artists. I have and never will claim ownership over any image I've used or modified for a caption, and I always encourage you to check out the artist and their wider body of work when possible.

“I’m serious GB, I can’t thank you enough for showing me how to use this stuff.” I thanked over the Discord, taking pride in my ability to finally generate my own artwork for captions. It was something I had been thinking about doing for a while now. “How’d you get so good at using this thing, anyways?”

“Like I said, it’s mostly a factor of time. XD.” GBSorcerer replied moments later, getting you to smile. “We’ll have to do a collab together, Taco.”

“Yeah, that sounds like a good ide-” You began to type out as an email suddenly popped up in your inbox from the site you had just started using to generate your images. It said you had been invited to their beta program to try out their new “Preview and Test” feature, something they touted as the “latest and greatest” feature the company had to offer. People who signed up even got a free 50,000 points to use for their generations. You were intrigued. 50,000 points was quite a lot. “I just got an email from the website about some kind of ”Preview and Test” beta. You see this too, GB?”

“I just got it. I’ve never seen anything like this.” They typed out, seemingly just as confused as me. “Well… interested in trying it out together then?”

“Sure, this could be our first collab :P.” I jokingly agreed, accepting the terms of the beta. “How about we do our cowgirls? Similar prompts and all?”

“I won’t argue with that, lmao. Just use that one seed I sent you before and customize the options.” They suggested, getting me to nod to myself.

I did exactly that, copying over the list of prompts GBSorcerer had sent me before. I changed certain options such as the hair color, now “black”, eye color, now “red”, and the height, now “tall”, leaving little else changed. Among those tags were things such as “gigantic breasts”, “surprised”, “cow print bikini”, “kneeling”, and of course the options for the “cowbells”, “cow ears”, “cow horns”, and so forth. We were ready to go, and I was excited.

“Alright, let’s do this.” I said, rubbing my hands together and clicking the new “Generate w/ Preview and Test” option. Seconds later, everything went completely black around me as if the power had suddenly gone out, getting me to blink a few times. After waiting a bit, I blinked, seeing light again.

I was suddenly in the middle of an idyllic, grassy field, with trees and a barn in the distance. Though this itself was shocking, what was more surprising was the orange-haired woman who was suddenly kneeling right next to me. She seemed to be just as confused and surprised as I was, and as we both looked down, we both saw the impossibly huge breasts that now hung off our chests, covered with sweat and barely contained in a cow print bikini.

“EHHHHHHHH?!?” We both exclaimed, our breasts mashing together, creating a meaty valley of flesh that would make any caption writer horny.

“What the- how?! Why did I become a cow girl!?” The other girl spoke, her face turning red as I began to notice her similarities to… someone’s PFP.

“GB? Is that you?” I asked, getting the girl to narrow her eyes on me with equal terror and confusion. “What in the absolute hell? What is all of this?!”

“Taco?!” She exclaimed, picking up on what must have been happening quite quickly. “I-I just hit the new generate option, e-everything went black-”

“Thank you for participating in our comprehensive beta! Your contributions will help improve our model for the future, and you will be well-rewarded once the test period has reached its end in 2025. Current visuals/settings have been modeled based on user inputs, so please enjoy your time with us!”

The disembodied AI voice faded away as we looked up into the blue sky, looking for its source. Both of us looked at one another in utter disbelief.

“Wait a minute, a year?!” I said to the sky, looking back to GB. “Please tell me I didn’t hear what I just heard. We’re stuck like this for a whole year?!”

“I-I-I don’t…” GB stammered, just as horrified and scared as I was. “T-This has to be fake, right? This has to be some kind of VR fantasy or something-"

“Ah, there you are girls!” A new voice suddenly spoke up as we turned to see a tall, muscular man walking towards us. He was wearing stereotypical farmer clothes, including worn overalls, boots, and a button-up shirt. “Ya’ll need to come back to the barn! I’ll get those swollen things milked soon."

“This has to be some kind of mistake, sir! I didn’t agree to be part of this!” I said to the farmer, who seemingly didn’t notice anything I was saying as he attached leashes to our collars and pulled us towards the barn in the distance. Neither one of us could pull away from or resist him in any way.

Once in the barn, the farmer led us to individual stalls next to one another, attaching the leashes to some pieces of pipe we were expected to lean against with our breasts going over top. He didn’t seem to find any of this strange or unusual, pulling down some hoses with suction cups on the ends.

“Don’t worry, girls. You’ll feel better soon.” He said, patting each of us on the head affectionately before pulling our bras aside and attaching the cups.

As soon as the suction hit my nipples, I was immediately overwhelmed with a new world of pleasure as a stream of endless milk shot out of my gargantuan breasts. My mind became somewhat fuzzy, and as I looked over at GBSorcerer, I could see she was feeling just as good as me, if not more.

“G-G-B-B, y-y-ou s-s-st-t-till th-there?” I barely managed to squeak out, the pumps sending involuntary waves through my body as she turned to me.

“M-M-ay-aybe th-thi-s w-won’t b-b-be s-so b-b-bad~” She grinned like an idiot, smiling and drooling as she began rubbing her crotch through her panties. As hard as I tried to hang onto my thoughts, to find a way out of this, I eventually succumbed to the pleasure as well, fingering myself too…