The day dawned on a new Clarisse Evans. Now that she had been milked, the world looked different. She guessed it was like losing her hucow virginity? It was sort of like that. The sun seemed brighter, the grass greener, the food tastier. She felt more...alive, for lack of a better word. Was this the effect of the great lay she had, or the serum, or both? It...
Chapter 3 The Visit to Room 2 The two women left the room while letting Amelie return to her work. They walked down the corridor to the door number 2. The sign indicated, 'Milking Room, Fortified Milk'. Please wear your security garments before entering.' Claudine opened and let Stephanie pass. This room also consisted of five tables. A young girl of aroun...
Translated by Pimanko. Chapter 7 The First Milking Stephanie had already been a prisoner at the Good Breast farm for ten days now. Claude, the dairy's director was regularly getting news about his newest acquisition's transformation. Claudine, his assistant, gave him daily updates about the journalist's transformation. "She's developing well," she told hi...
The Awe of Being a Hucow Ch. 15 by Lemaringouin . Translated by Pimanko The Joys of a True Gang Bang One by one Stephanie's departmental colleagues entered the meeting room. Claudine, who had reclosed her blouse, stood in front of Stephanie and told her, "Look, dear. They've come to see you, to admire, your natural beauty and your milk-engorged breasts. Th...
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...
------------------------------- Chapter One: Transformation ------------------------------- Jessica sat in the clinical looking waiting room, wondering how it was she had got there, and, indeed, if she should really go through with this. She knew there was no going back once she stepped through those double doors, but she had come this far. Maybe she had...
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Rachel 'Ugh,' I groaned as I blinked my eyes against the glaring morning light that pierced its way through the crack in the window shades. My head must have been replaced with a thorn bush during the night for how it ached in so many places. Every nerve seemed like a dagger stabbing into me. Gingerly, I lifted myself up on my arm, trying to swallow away...
Hi all, izenrann here again. Trying out something a little new, a little old in this chapter... exhibitionism! But I don't want to spoil too much. Enjoy the ride! ****** It was another bright and sunny morning at Brighton Farms (did they even have mornings which weren't bright and sunny) and Clarisse Evans, doctor and hucow, was off to get her weekly sche...
Some basic background info: Sophie is a 24-year-old woman who is not a hucow. —— Sophie groaned in fear behind her new muzzle. The apparatus was made of a thick leather and had been fastened tightly against her jaw and throat. The rest of her exquisite neck continued past the bottom edge of the material. She was so dainty, so delicate. The poor girl didn'...