Ch. 05 A new hucow is bred * 'I'll be out this afternoon, Jim. Charlie needs me to make a special farm inspecting. They produce milk, and need a hygiene certificate,' Doris explained, sounding full of self-importance. When the door was pulled behind her, the team gave a collective sigh of relief. The boss, Charlie, had done them a favour by getting her o...
Allow me to retcon the epilogue from the previous story. Instead of it taking place 3 years later, it will instead be 2 years later. Trying to fit this story over 3 years was too much. I didn't plan to write a sequel at the time and I kind of wrote myself into a corner. With that out of the way... =================== 'Good morning, #1375.' Jodie opened th...
It was by no means an uncommon thing to see a hucow out in public, yet I always found myself staring whenever I found one. The way her huge breasts were constrained beneath her shirt and the curve of her wide hips were enthralling. Sometimes, if you were lucky, you could even see a small stain of milk leaking from her outlined nipples. 'Quit staring,' Jess...
It was the start of the rut again. Sienna could feel it —that same old distinctive ache in her body, often warm or even hot to the touch, particularly concentrated in the depths of her womb where it radiated outward to the her sex and up through her breasts to her nipples. Sienna absently ran her hands over them, kneaded them, felt how heavy and swollen the...
'Good morning everyone and thank you for coming today,' Dr Woodburn's voice boomed out over the speakers to the room. 'Our presentation will be beginning soon, so please, if you haven't already, find a seat.' I stood waiting in the side room, listening to the room full of students bustle about as they found a seat. Dr Woodburn had worked with the dairy f...
Ch. 07 Bulls breeding a hucow After a few days living in a milking stall, Margaret worried that she might have been abandoned by Mathew, her boyfriend and master. He'd sent her for hucow training which she agreed to because he was her master, and had to be obeyed. As soon as she got to the farm, she was attached to a milking machine, which meant she couldn...
Disclaimer: This literature is adult in nature. If you aren't an adult or mature enough to handle its contents please exit now. This work of fiction and themes discussed within are total fantasy and should be treated as such. Again this was written with the help and review of the lovely Aerielle. We both hope the readers enjoy it as much as we enjoyed work...
In a dystopian future, women sell their bodies and their breast milk to help feed a starving populace. Desperation causes many women to sign up for a well paying job involving being impregnated and eventually milked. Anna opened her eyes but could only see blackness. A soft, silky blindfold covered the top half of her face. A ball gag was pressed between he...
'And this is where the milk is stored.' I looked up at the big metal containers that filled the room. Pipes spiralled out of them and into the walls, reaching far into the facility beyond. A truck pulled into the loading bay, filling the room with the echoing roar of its engine. 'IT GOES FROM HERE TO THE BOTTLING PLANT!' Jodie shouted over the noise of the...
Author's note: 10 chapters published, 10 more until the end. Gumdrop's story has reached its turning point, in more ways than one... Also, a new kind of pet is going to appear soon, so stay tuned! As absurd as the concept of a hucow is, I tried to take it quite seriously, to delve in the psychology of a hucow and her owner, in search of what this admittedl...