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 is similar, the rest (a whole novel) is what I find a more satisfying development. Here's the fourth chapter. Since I...
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...
You are Simon Richards, you are 22 and work a part time job in the mail room of a corporate office not for from your home. You live with your older brother, younger sister, and parents. Your home is pretty large, spacious backyard with a pool. Your room is on the second floor and overlooks the driveway and is directly across from the bathroom. You are a pret...
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...
The fair at Stone's farm was a great success. Vicki was not entered into this fair as her production was still not in the competitive range. But she was allowed to observe the proceedings. She was somewhat dismayed to watch her sister being led around by her nose ring behind Stone's cart. But she quickly over came that feeling as she observed the envy and lu...
And here we are at the end of another mini-series. Not quite sure what got into me with this one...take it up with my muse I guess? But I had fun writing it and I hope you had fun reading it. I still like the hucow idea, so feel free to suggest things to me and I'll see if I can incorporate them into the story. All comments welcome! Fire away! ***** Si...
During the next few weeks he got used to the workings of the farm. It wasn't all fucking day in and day out - far from it. There were other tasks to perform on Brighton Farms, tasks that required his enhanced strength and stamina. New tanks had to be installed, old ones maintained. Food came in daily from the farms surrounding Brighton (normal farms, without...
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...
Amy Redoreck's day started like any other. She went into the coffee shop early and opened it. Why the coffee shop was open at night was beyond her, but they always seemed to get enough business so, whatever. She fended off Brad, her annoying co-worker's advances as always. She caught the creepy owner's stares at her boobs, check. And the usual customers came...
Master Terrin lay back in a half-asleep haze, a soft smile on his face, immersed in sweet, wet pleasure. He couldn't think about it. Couldn't even think about the soft lips sliding over his cock, the fingernails digging into his thighs with the effort of holding him still. It felt too good to think. A wet mouth. A rough tongue. Little moans and whimpers and...