Your name is Will Justice, a simple farmboy from England. Not much happens where your from, and there not many people for things to happen to either! You've reach the age of 25, but are in good condition, the physical labour's of the farm keeps you fit and strong, but as your last girlfriend put it still enough meat for a good ride. This week your parents ar...
The rooster in the barn crowed waking me from my good night's sleep. I shifted on my straw covered mattress to wake myself up. I stretched to feel that wonderful feeling of all my joints waking up and falling into place. Today was a big day after all. Master would be coming soon I hoped. All the other livestock were waking up as well. I could hear them rustl...
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...
You just turned 18, the last one of all the seniors and Lakeview High, about a mile North of Milwaukee, Wisconsin. You force your school uniform over your chest, and after a minute or two, you can finally fit it over you C cup breasts. “Jennifer, I made pancakes!”, comes a voice from downstairs. “Thanks, Mom!”, you holler back. You rush downstairs and have a...
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...
'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...
Down Home on the Ranch (Saturday, continued) Fran stood in the shade of a big maple tree, eating a late lunch and thinking. She'd spent the morning pulling her Mistress's little cart, which had been a rush - she loved the tinkling of her bridle bells, and the sounds of her hooves as she trotted over one of the little wooden bridges over the creek. And she l...
Disclaimer: All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age * Cuckoo's ship was just clearing the atmosphere. Its holds were full of the essence pods he had harvested from the mate/prey he had taken on the planet, and he had the four females he mated with placed in stasis. Cuckoo planned on contacting his gene house as soon as he cleared the grav...
She had just turned on the shower and was standing under the stream when she saw him coming out her back door, standing on the porch looking at her. The shower had been built by her dad years ago, out in the yard, so he could wash down after a hard day in the field. She loved the faded gray redwood sides, but right now wished the end of it wasn't open to the...