Last year my boyfriend Peter and I were invited to a Halloween party. We discussed several costume ideas and finally agreed to go as cowboy and cowgirl. I was busy the next days so Peter wanted to organize our costumes. The afternoon before the party I met Peter to see my outfit. When I asked him for my cowgirl costume, he told me that he will be the cowboy...
PART II Several months past and the topic of cow and milking and breeding came up only once are twice. I never got my clothes back, but I did get my shoes. Terrence took another job and I thought it was over with. Then one day a text came in from Mark that said meet Terrence for an early meal and tip him the same way, with my body. I was confused as I had...
1. In the yard The male human "cows" were all in the yard waiting to be milked. With the cows corralled together, the girls, Sara, Teri, Jo and Nancy liked top spend some time of a late afternoon inspecting their goods. Leaning on the rails, they ordered all the cows to line up on all fours facing away from them. Legs apart, yelled Teri, let's see what you...
Author's note: As absurd as the concepts of hucows and ponygirls are, I tried to take them quite seriously, to delve in the psychology of a hucow or a ponygirl and her owner, in search of what these admittedly strange fetishes mean, at least to me. Therefore, beside the tropes of the genre (kinky sex, humiliation and de-humanization), you will find the musi...
Disclaimer: All individuals in this story are eighteen or older. The author does not condone sexual acts with non-consenting participants. The author does condone consenting adults doing basically whatever they want to each other in the privacy of their own home. Please enjoy. Constructive feedback is appreciated. ***** I've written a few stories about kee...
You mooed with excitement when you realised Keira was pulling up to the familiar front gate of the farm. Your farmer was already waiting. He seemed to be in some kind of rush but you had no idea what for. He opened the passenger door and unbuckled your seatbelt. He took hold of your arms to guide them to the coarse, sandy ground as you hobbled out of the ca...
She opened her eyes, filmy and tired. Her consciousness had wandered for quite some time, giving her dreams of sucking a multitude of tits. Her mouth wanted to keep sucking, her lips pursing with need. "She's coming out of it now," said a voice, echoing in her head. "Readings are back down to acceptable limits." A familiar head ducked down into her line o...
The fair at Stone's farm was a great success. Vicki was not entered into this fair as her production was still not in the competitive range. But she was allowed to observe the proceedings. She was somewhat dismayed to watch her sister being led around by her nose ring behind Stone's cart. But she quickly over came that feeling as she observed the envy and lu...
Time is an odd force in our world. It surrounds us all and every being in the universe is subjected to its power, and yet Einstein ultimately was right, it is truly relative. Outside of the bubble created by the staff of Cronus, time appeared to stand still. Inside the bubble however it continued the relentless march forward at the same pace at is always doe...
Author's note: WARNING: There is the tiniest touch of reluctance/non-consent and scat in this chapter. Oddly, I don't like either much, but they were necessary for the evolution of the plot. As absurd as the concepts of hucows and ponygirls are, I tried to take them quite seriously, to delve in the psychology of a hucow or a ponygirl and her owner, in sear...