I would like to thank my editing team for all their hours of hard work making my stories worth reading, Both Maria and Andy Inoz without them no one could read my work. *** A Simple Farmer Chapter 1: Growing up on the farm All Rory knew was farming and ranching. Being born and raised on a farm, he hadn't learned anything else. He went to a small rural s...
Lynn woke slowly, her mind clawing its way out of a near-drunken haze. Her body tugged at her, calling attention to different parts that ached or itched or hurt. She sat up, blinking through gummy eyes while smacking her lips. Sharp pain lanced through both of her breasts when she moved. She looked down at her swollen breasts and suddenly adrenaline crashed...
*Note: This story contains lactation, milking and consensual hucow hypnosis. Originally written on for Cat (and for all you other aspiring hucows out there). If you liked this story please leave a comment. ***** It had all begun when your new room mate Keira had moved in with you. Classes had begun and your world had once more settled into the regular ma...
Thank you to phantom4533 for editing assistance on Part 1! --CarliePlum Nobody had thought I could hold onto the farm when Randy left, but it had been four years and it was still a working dairy farm. I rose early to do chores before heading off to the doctor's office where I worked as a nurse. Afternoon chores were Travis covered by my son Tim and a seri...
Looking into the mirror, I stared at the chicken as the chicken stared back because I was that chicken. I knew then that nothing I would ever do for the rest of my life would be as monumentally bat shit bonkers as the thing I was about to do right now. I turned and faced my boyfriend who was sat naked on the end of the bed pumping his fist up and down his s...
1969 The Summer of My Life I was doing lunch dishes as I watched him make the long walk up my drive, the dust billowing from under his shoes with every step. It reminded me of when I was a girl and Uncle Clarence would let me take the reins as we rode the hay wagon. I would be mesmerized as I watched their hooves hit the ground, a puff of dust flew each tim...
I grew up on a farm with horse farms on both sides and a cow farm behind us. We had chickens, pigs and, for a while, a couple of horses. The tack room was part of life for me. The room was only about 400 square feet but there were 2 windows that let the sun light up the room. Two walls were completely riddled with bits and reins, one wall was lined with wood...
The Honda bounced in the way that breeds car nausea. The windows were rolled down to let in the fresh country air and a sampling of dust that already gently coated the flanks of the Honda. Jack diligently steadied his hands to draw line by line pausing in between the big rocks on the grooved dirt road. The blue fifty-cent-7-11-pen draw deep lines into the ba...
Hey everyone. Now we're getting somewhere. Stay tuned for more, I'm having a great time writing this story. I will just throw out a trigger warning that stands for the rest of this series. There's going to be some nasty business. But I've always liked stories where the bad guy loses, so keep your chin up, because everyone gets what's coming to them. Avera...
NOTE: Everyone in this story is 18 Everything was ready, Sarah thought to herself as the four girls sat around in their pajamas in her room, it was herself her two best friends Karen, the slim redhead, Maria was the blond with the largest breasts of the group, and then there was Rachel, plump brunette, not fat or even overweight just a little rounder in h...