Hucow+training Stories

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The Milking Herd Ch. 07

by StoryTeller07 on Feb 19, 2018
Fetish

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...

Hucow/Size Queen/Toilet Training

by BreakingWife on Jan 22, 2020
BDSM

Hubby looked at me, my spread legs bound to the swivel chair my empty utters aching turning purple from being bound tightly. I gave Hubby soft moo as he renewed his focus to my peehole. He placed some KY on it. Hubby rubbed his little finger pushing it in fairly easy to the first knuckle. He grabbed the second plug in my Christmas gift box. Hubby slowly push...

Real Talk: New Discoveries — Hucow

by Tempest_Wolfsong on Jul 9, 2019
Text With Audio

T. is introduced to a new kink... the wonderful world of Hucows. She tries to quantify the sudden fascination with her own body in regards to this fetish, like understanding her own sadness that she hadn’t played with her breasts more when she was breastfeeding a decade ago. Fascination leads to trying to coax more fluid from her nipples multiple times a d...

Breeding Time at the Hucow Farm

by Heather26 on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

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...

My Slut Wife Life Ch. 04

by myslutwifelife on Sep 25, 2017
BDSM

"Training Time" I learned a lot following my decision to become my husband's slut wife. Or, more specifically, his sexual property. The first thing I learned was that he didn't have a plan. At least, not one that was as fully developed as the one he'd followed over the weekend. He was unpredictable, scattered, whipsawing from kind and nurturing to kinky...

Mommy's Little HuCow Pt. 03

by ArtOfSilence on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

CHAPTER SEVEN -- MILKING PARTY By the fourth day, all the little cows are giving lots of milk with their teats hooked up to the strong nipple pulsators in the milking barn. They have learned to orgasm while on the machines. They don't need to touch themselves. Their little bottoms wave in the air as they give their milk, a fine sight to see for anyone breez...

Mommy's Little HuCow Pt. 02

by ArtOfSilence on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

CHAPTER FOUR -- MILKING WITH A FRIEND The beginner milking station is a simple affair. It's a row of low tables that can each support a little cow while the pulsators are attached to her teats. Marilee kneels, and a soft padded bar goes under her shoulders, for support. This leaves her hands free and her arms relaxed. The table can raise and lower, and even...

Mommy's Little HuCow Pt. 04

by ArtOfSilence on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

CHAPTER TEN -- SPECIAL VACATION The little cows are in the Milking Center, happily hooked up to the pulsators, wiggling their little cow bottoms in the air and slamming out one orgasm after another. They don't count 'em. What would be the point? With nubile, hairless young bodies that are shot full of space-age hormone treatments, on hands and knees at the...

The Awe of Being a Hucow Ch. 03

by Lemaringouin on Dec 10, 2019
Fetish

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...

The Awe of Being a Hucow Ch. 18

by Lemaringouin on Jul 14, 2020
Fetish

Chapter 18 A Partnership byLemaringouin and translated by Pimanko * A limousine arrived at the dairy's front door. A tall strapping individual, about 40 years of age, with salt-and-pepper hair, climbed out. "He's at least 1.8 meters (5' 11" - ed.)," said Claire. "He's a good-looking man." Claudine, who was next to her, added, "Yes, he's nicely muscled! I...