'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...
Allow me to retcon the epilogue from the previous story. Instead of it taking place 3 years later, it will instead be 2 years later. Trying to fit this story over 3 years was too much. I didn't plan to write a sequel at the time and I kind of wrote myself into a corner. With that out of the way... =================== 'Good morning, #1375.' Jodie opened th...
'Good morning everyone and thank you for coming today,' Dr Woodburn's voice boomed out over the speakers to the room. 'Our presentation will be beginning soon, so please, if you haven't already, find a seat.' I stood waiting in the side room, listening to the room full of students bustle about as they found a seat. Dr Woodburn had worked with the dairy f...
Jessica The early morning sun seeped through the curtains, warming the room in a brilliant glow. The sound of birds could be heard from the Dairy Farm's back garden outside as the world woke to a new day. I rested back against the propped up pillows on the hospital bed, my arms cradled across my udders. 'He has your eyes,' Mark said beside me. 'He does...
Ashley woke up on a normal Saturday afternoon, feeling refreshed and ready to take on the world. Looked to her side and saw the stud she had chosen to pleasure her the night before, snoring blissfully. He had had quite the night, as Ashley got off on being submissive to her bulls. Sure, she was all of their boss, but it was fun to let her lovers take control...
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...
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...
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...
'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...
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...