"The Red Menace continues to spread! But don't you worry! Our boys run on Milktec Milk! Boris doesn't hold a candle to the strength of a Milktec Man!" — The secretary looked up from her desk as they approached. "Hello, welcome to Milktec Industries! What is your name, please?" Mirabelle smiled back nervously, "Hello, Mirabelle Hawkins." "Now, don't be...
The Hucow database is a CPU hard-drive that details the entire process of a world's conversion of its entire female population into humanoid livestock. It includes: Instructions on how to implement the Hucow conversion process including blueprints and facilities necessary to begin conversion as well as the funds to do so. Information on the varying forms of...
Hello all. I am again working with Rebecca on this story. It is a departure from our usual stories in that it deals with a different fetish than our normal fare. Please be aware that this story has non-consensual sex, forced body modifications, drugs, and mind control. It is a dark story and if this is not your preferences please move on. It is a fantasy and...
English translation by Pimanko. Chapter 8 Stephanie's First Production The days passed at the Good Breast dairy. Stephanie, who had begun producing milk moved into the second phase, increasing production. Having recently succeeded in extracting a half-liter (about a pint) of milk, their objective was still to obtain three litres a day. For that, it was ne...
'Since when have you owned a kilt?' I asked, eyeing Ethan's choice of clothing. 'Not until recently,' he said, taking a sip of tea as he sat at our kitchen table. 'But I feel they're making a comeback. I'll be a trend setter.' I eyed him suspiciously. 'Is your family even Scottish?' He let out a low whistle. 'I'm sure if you go back far enough in my famil...
You are Naomi Haruno, a drop-dead gorgeous schoolgirl at the age of 18. You have long, beautifully flowing pink hair, and cute, bright blue eyes. Your physique is trim and lightly toned, with curvy hips and a perky rump, as well as plump D-cup breasts. You wake up in the morning on a Friday. Slowly, you open your bleary eyes to the sight of sunlight streamin...
Rebecca, Amy and Amber laughed as they walked up the plank of the wooden ship. "No way!" Said Rebecca. "Check out the oars! This is a galley slave ship. I have to check it out." The other two rolled their eyes at their History Major friend as they stepped foot on the deck. A handsome shirtless man passed in front of them and Amy smiled. &...
Alice Marie Fairborn opened her narrow cerulean eyes for the first time in 9 hours, her arms stretched in an energizing motion before leaping off her velvet-draped bed in happiness. She was finally out of high school! She had turned eighteen a week before, and spent it at the local church she and her parents attended every Sunday. Unlike most of her classmat...
Author's note: This story has been inspired by the premise of another one about hucows in this website that I unfortunately cannot find anymore (if you know it, please write to me to help me provide a proper credit). While the very beginning in similar, the rest (a whole novel) is what I find a more satisfying development. Here's the third chapter. Since I...
Another day, another dollar, they said - but for Clarisse Evans, doctor and hucow extraordinaire, that old adage didn't apply at all. She hadn't been feeling at all extraordinary lately either - just kind of...rumpled? If that was the proper word. She had managed to stabilize the serum a bit - she would be the last hucow who had to suffer the curse of overpr...