Sarah stretched as she awoke. She realized that Stone must have put her in her bed. Once again she was struck by his two natures. He alternated between a caring person and a man intent on humiliating her. Feeling her crotch, she was reminded of his new level of control over her body. But she while realized he had control over this intimate, personal act, s...
There was a knocking at the back door. "Milk delivery!" a female voice chimed. Steve's eyes widened as he dropped the morning newspaper and got up from the kitchen table, tightening his robe's belt. Behind the blinds of the glass door was a curvy silhouette in a baseball cap. He pulled the door open and knew immediately that this was his lucky day. "Hi Ste...
Essmoorelda was outside the cottage tending to the flower garden when a wonderful, pervasive scent wafted over her nostrils. "Mmm... fresh milk," The girl smiled dreamily as she stood and dusted herself off. Her skin was tanned and she was speckled with freckles everywhere, and her ample bosom wobbled through her yellow dress as she stretched languidly,...
Dedicated to my wife (Freya), who is my fantasy, and whom I love dearly. * Freya decided that she was hungry, hungry for her master's cock. It had been a week since she had tasted his thick white creamy fluid filling her mouth and it had been longer since he had unlocked her chastity belt and fucked her raw in her holes that she so lovingly keep hairless...
Flora sat on the couch, regarding a large, plain box in the middle of the coffee table. It was the diapers they'd order, damn two day shipping. She pouted at the box, which remained a large, plain box oblivious to her grumpiness. She heard David's car pull up, he'd be so excited to see they'd been delivered. She sat up straight and smoothed out her t-shir...
Bred, Pregnant and Choices to make Start at the end and go back to the beginning is the best way to do this. My name is Lynn. I am now 43 yrs. old. Auburn hair shoulder length, hazel greenish eyes, engorged tits filling up with milk daily, eight months pregnant and I have to decide on if I want to continue on this course in life I have ended up involved wit...
O'Hare's Irish Tea Rooms was a popular stop on the road to Dinglebury. The vivid green frontage shouted the ethnicity of both the owner and the fare. Time for Tea!" The Hatter made no apologies for the stop. Tea was a necessary part of his existence, as vital as his other two main occupations, breathing and buggery. "Do they serve coffee?" Hatter looked...
Natalia was breathing hard. They had been walking for what seemed like hours, and they still hadn't found the exit to the room. It went on for acres. She felt like she had been dropped into a horror movie set. All around her were aisle after aisle of cows being milked. They moaned and groaned as the suction worked their breasts, their milk flowing out into...
This is the story of how I, Anna, became a human milk cow. It all started when I lost my job as an English teacher in Japan. After falling in love with the culture and language of Japan I decided to forsake everything in my old country of Sweden and move to Japan permanently. I managed to get a job as an English teacher in order to pay the ridiculously hig...
Author's note: 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 admittedly strange fetish means, at least to me. Therefore, beside the tropes of the genre (kinky sex, humiliation and de-humanization), you will find the musings of a young girl who chooses t...