It was another normal Barnyard day… Otis was taking a nap in the meadow when a pack of bloodthirsty coyotes charged at him. The coyotes tied him up with a chain and dragged them to their den. It took a long time because Otis was so heavy. Otis woke up with cuts and bruises all over his body he was tied up and hanging a few feet above the ground with his belly facing down. The leader of the pack came up to him and started talking. "Hello Otis, I'm Dag. I don't think we've met but I knew your dad… and he was delicious!" Otis knew that his father was eaten by coyotes, and he was afraid he was going to suffer from the same fate. Dag "Otis, you are here to feed the pack. You're probably used to this already, but we are going to milk you, and you will supply us with your nutritious calcium rich bounty until we are ready to eat you!" The coyotes lined up at Otis's udder and they started to drink from the cow. Otis was in so much pain because they bit down on his tender udder. Hundreds and hundreds of suckles took place, until he was empty. Dag was upset that Otis ran out so he carved into Otis's back and dug out a piece of flesh. He placed it over a flame and dangled it in front of Otis's mouth. Otis had to do what Dag wanted or else he would be eaten sooner, so Otis ate his own meat. Soon he started to make more milk in his sore udder. This time, it tasted beefy. Dag was so addicted to the flavor that he drank Otis until he was empty again. Dag was so upset that Otis couldn't keep up with his demand of milk so he tore off Otis's right leg and began to cook it over the flame. Otis mooed in pain, and he saw his black and white fur burning off of his own flesh. Dag took a huge bite out of Otis's meaty leg. He then offered some to Otis. Otis was so hungry that he took two bites of his own leg. When he was done, Dag threw the cow's leg toward the pack. The coyotes devoured it in seconds. They chewed on his bones afterward. Otis began to make more milk, and Dag kept sucking Otis's udder. "I remember doing this to Ben." Dag said while laughing evilly. Ben was Otis's age when he was captured by the coyotes. Dag described how they ripped off Ben's udder when he couldn't produce any more milk. Otis was afraid that they were going to do the same to him.
After a few days... The bloody area where Otis's leg used to be was now covered with flies. Otis swatted at them with his tail. Otis was now just squirting blood from his udders due to over milking. Dag was okay with that. He grabbed Otis's udder and drank the remaining drops of blood. Then, he sliced it off with his claws. He bit into Otis's juicy flesh.