by Bessie Hucow
How would those hands feel coming down on my bare ass? Would he see me? Or would he look through me, seeing just another Hucow who could make him money? My pussy tingled and became inflamed at the thought of him completely ignoring me. I was his property and would do everything he desired - even if that meant working on his Hucow farm with the rest of his cows. It may have sounded silly, but as a submissive Hucow it was exactly what I wanted.
Of course, his attention was as fleeting as a butterfly and I was left alone with my own thoughts. And a creeping wetness between my thighs. I was going to have this man in the hay tonight, no matter what. I watched, pensively, as the other women were put through their paces. Mary, the small-breasted woman was actually in the lead until Vera blew them all away with her milk production. They actually had to grab a second bucket to catch it all.
There was no possible way that I was going to be able to win this competition. Of that I was sure. It turned out, I was right. I just barely beat out Mary, but couldn't come anywhere close to Vera's production. Just before the milk was to be weighed and tasted (to make sure it was really milk), we had a bit of a break and I walked up to Vera casually.
"Hey Vera," I waved shyly.
"What's up? Did you see how much milk I squirted? Two buckets! I thought for a minute they were going to have to get a third."
She must've seen my crestfallen face as she came over and put an arm around me, her enormous breasts pushing up against mine. "Hey now, don't feel sad. Second place isn't anything to be ashamed about."
"I'm not ashamed," I said, wiping a tear from the corner of my eye.
"If you're not -- oh..." her eyes lit up. "You want the billionaire, don't you?"
"Well, I'll tell you what - " she leaned close to my ear and whispered, "if you want him that bad, you can have him. I've been worried about that all day."
I looked at her in shock. "Really? You don't want the richest stud in Texas?"
"Nah," she shook her pretty blonde hair, "I'm not much into guys. I like girls!"
My mouth must've been hanging open because she giggled and closed it.
"I'll tell you what, I'll let you have your milking session with Mr. Moo over there as long as I can watch, deal?"
I arched an eyebrow. "Who are you going to be watching?"
"You, silly," she said as she placed her lips on mine, crushing her milk-filled (yes, we Hucows don't stop lactating) breasts against me and ran her hands all over my body.
I was shocked! I'd never kissed a woman before and certainly had never liked it. I guess there's a first time for everything.
"Is that a deal, then?" She whispered in my ear.
"Deal," I said, nodding as I returned her kiss.
The winner was announced and Vera explained to the judges that she wasn't interested in the prize and that she was officially offering it to the runner up. That's me! Oh God, I couldn't believe that I was actually going to be spending a night with J.R.. I wondered how many cow tricks he was going to make me perform?
All the rest of that day - through the post victory meal and afternoon slumber, I couldn't stop thinking about him. As I drifted off, I played with my milky breasts and swollen clit. I was so horny for him that I couldn't think straight. No one had ever had this kind of effect on me before and my knees were weak and my pussy wet. The best was when I got a chance to shake hands with him. I nearly died when he smiled briefly at me. Oh my God!
Time passed so God damned slowly from the end of the show to the time I actually got my night with J.R.
"Just a moment," I hollered to the door as I finished putting on my clothes. I had just awoken and was still half naked. Before I could complete my outfit, I heard rattling in the keyhole of the hotel door as it burst open.
"Let's go. Now!" J.R. strode to me, grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the room. I could scarcely believe that he was here and touching me! I wasn't ready! I started to swoon, but he slapped me and pushed me out the door.
"Where are we going?" I asked meekly as I followed his manly footsteps. His stride was long and it was difficult to keep up with him, especially since my milky tits were hanging free for all to see. My face went red when I saw the hotel staff and clerks watching me. They probably thought that I was in for some kind of punishment. Which, if all went well, I would be.
Unexpectedly, he ushered me into a waiting limo.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked. I knew that I shouldn't speak in his presence, but I had to know.
"A secluded farm. That's what you want, isn't it cow?" He looked at me with his ice-blue eyes and my heart fluttered. I was a cow in love! Oh God, I melted into a puddle right there on the floor of the spacious limo.
I nodded.
"Moo for me, cow!" He demanded and I found myself mooing for his pleasure. There was no one else in the car with us other than the driver.
I shivered and tried to look away from him, but he was so fine that I couldn't help staring. I glanced at his crotch and noticed a tent in his business suit. Was he hard for me? Or was that just a crease? I had to know. I slowly crept my hand toward his cock and just as I wrapped my fingers around it, he slapped it.
"Bad cow!" He said sternly and I withdrew my hand and rubbed the sting.
"What's your name, cow?"
"Cass...Cassandra," I said shyly, my heart beating a million beats a minute in my chest. Was he really asking me my name? I pushed my legs together as I felt a wee bit of wetness trickle out of my pussy onto my panties.
"Cassandra the Cow," he said, mulling the words over. Tasting them to see if they were pleasing to the tongue. I realized that he was making a business decision. "Are you familiar with my Hucow farms?"
I nodded. "Yes, sir!"
"Good. If you prove yourself to me tonight, I may offer you a contract. Our operations are expanding and good Hucows are hard to come by."
I nodded again, fearful of saying the wrong thing. The rest of the ride was in silence.
We pulled up into a really nice ranch. The gates swung open automatically and I could hear the distant nicker of horses. My heart leapt in my throat as we pulled up and the driver let us out.
"Good job, Jethro," J.R. said, tossing the driver a set of keys. "Why don't you go inside and make yourself comfortable."
"Yes, boss."
"No one is to come into or out of the barn without my permission, is that clear?" He said in a deep, gravelly voice that set my legs to jello.
"Perfectly," Jethro nodded curtly and let himself in the ranch house.
I shivered as the cool air brushed against my leaky, exposed nipples. There were downsides to constant lactation. One of them was I was always wet. It wasn't like a faucet that I could turn on or off. It was always on.
He turned to me and smiled. "Follow me."
I gulped and quickened my pace to match his as he led us through several large storage yards until we came upon an unused barn. I had to admit that this was the perfect place for our interview - as I was starting to think of it.
"Cassandra cow," he said as he flicked on the lights and shut the doors, "you can relax."
"Thank you sir!" I said. I hadn't realized that I was so tense.
He came up to me and began touching my fat, milk-engorged nipples lightly. "Why don't you tell me how you came to find yourself in this condition."
"Well," I said, gasping as I felt his soft, yet firm fingers brush against my hardened nipples, causing them to ache and squirt more milk. "It's really pretty simple. I read a story on-line about a girl who took a pill and began producing copious amounts of milk."
"So you wanted to be just like her?" His play became more rough as his fingers tweaked my nips harder. I didn't want him to stop, but it was growing uncomfortable.
I nodded. "I found a forum and someone recommended a good place."
"For the pill, you mean?" He looked deep into my eyes, baring my soul once again. "Continue."
"Well," I shrugged, biting back tears. "That pretty much sums it all up."
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"So, you ordered the pill, it came and you took it. Is that about the whole of it?"
"Yes. I wasn't even sure it was going to work. They mentioned that it only works on about 10% of women. But I had to try."
"How long ago was that?" He asked as he leaned over and pressed my large, milk-engorged breast into his billionaire mouth.
"Ooh!" I cried out as I felt his hot, wet lips wrap succinctly around my nipple. "It was about a year ago." Then I felt the tip of his teeth graze against my tit. Oh God, was he going to bite me? Thankfully, he didn't, instead he turned his attention to the other breast and began suckling.
My pussy contracted as an orgasm shot through me. I really couldn't believe that the most powerful man in Texas was drinking milk from my breast. I felt his powerful hand snake its way down into my panties as he roughly inserted his finger between my pussy lips. A moan escaped my lips as his hot mouth suckled contentedly on my breast at the same time his fingers began plunging in and out of me.
"Your milk tastes good and clean," he said, pulling away from my nipple. "Do you like being dominated?" He asked as he savagely kissed me, pressing his lips to mine.
I nodded and tasted my own breast milk as I tried to return his passion. I cried out in his mouth as I felt a sharp stinging sensation coming down on my ass.
"Remove your clothes!" He demanded as he pulled away from me.
"Yes, sir!" I said as I shimmied out of my drenched panties. When I was completely naked, he brought his pussy-soaked finger to my lips and bade me to taste my own essence. I was not a stranger to my scent and - in fact - enjoyed it as often as I could. I think he was surprised to see me suck off my juices with such gusto and abandon.
"You're a little Hucow slut!" He said with upturned lips. I knew he didn't smile very often, so it made me feel warm inside that I could have that much of an effect on him. "Aren't you?"
I nodded.
"I can't hear you!" He paddled me.
"Yes! I'm a slut! Your slut! I'll do anything you want me to," I said breathlessly as his hand came down on my ass over and over as he punished me for being a bad cow.
My eyes went wide as he pulled something from his coat pocket. "Take this." It was not spoken as a question, but a command.
"Wh...what is it?"
He waited until I swallowed the pill and chased it down with my own milk. "A fertility pill. Within five minutes, you'll be fertile. We need more Hucows. When she grows up she can join the farm."
"She?" I questioned.
"Yes. Hucows are only capable of having female offspring. My scientists made sure of that." He said the last in almost a whisper, but I heard it. I couldn't believe he just said that.
"You're behind the whole Hucow business?" I asked, flabbergasted.
He nodded. "Very few are ever privileged with that information. Keep it to yourself." A moment later he had completely disrobed. I don't think I'd ever seen anyone shed a full suit as quickly as he did. "Feel any different?" He asked.
Now that I thought about it, yes, I did. "My breasts are a bit more tender," I admitted. "And the heat in my body has risen, but that could just be a consequence of seeing you naked. Also I want to have a baby. Yours!" I eyed him up and down lustily.
I knew he had guns under his suit, but I hadn't realized just how powerful he was. His arms, legs, chest, everything was just rippling with muscles. He was hot!
"Good," he leered at me. "You like what you see?"
I nodded with my tongue hanging out halfway to the ground. I wanted him. I needed him more than I had ever needed anyone in my entire life. I really did want his baby. I had never had the maternal instinct before, but something compelled me to bear his child. Maybe it was because he was the most powerful billionaire in the state. Whatever it was, my lady parts practically screamed for him.
He grabbed a milk pail and set it on the ground. "Kneel on all fours with your breasts hanging over the bucket," he commanded. Before he got the words out, I was doing just what he said.
"Good. Good." He watched me for a moment as his dick started to rise. I licked my lips in anticipation and actually felt my mouth watering. It was like looking at a nice, fat juicy steak.
He kneeled down beside me and gave me another whack on the butt for good measure. I clenched my legs together as a powerful orgasm rocketed through me. Why did he have such an effect on me? Why did I need him so? I wanted to feel his sperm in my belly; his potent, dominant man-seed.
I closed my eyes as I felt his hands grab my breasts roughly. He was going to milk me like a cow!
"Moo for me!" he commanded and I obeyed.
"I need you! Moo!" I said as he began squeezing my large, tender fun-bags. "I want you to knock me up with your billionaire cum! Moo!" I cried out as he alternated between my breasts. First, he'd squeeze one and then the other - just like a cow! I had never felt more used in all my life! But I loved it. I loved being dominated and forced to do another man's will. It made me feel alive and vibrant. If he wanted a baby from me, I'd willingly give it to him. I'd let him impregnate my fertile womb.
He milked my breasts for several minutes. His hands became rougher and rougher and my poor, sensitive nipples began to ache. Finally, when the milk pail was half-way full, he pushed my head down and told me to drink it.
That was when I felt his large cock press up against my fertile woman-hood. He was going to take me from behind! Oh God, I wish I could see it. I mooed inside the bucket as I began lapping at my warm, tasty mother's milk. I absolutely loved being submissive to his dominant will.
The tip of his engorged cock parted my folds as he took me from behind. He grunted with pleasure as his large, dominant hand came down on my ass, no doubt leaving a red mark. That red mark was his property mark. Soon, I thought giddily to myself, he was going to deposit his dominant billionaire man-seed into my unprotected, fertile womb, knocking me up and claiming me forever as his own.
I let out a cry into the milk pail as his cock fully entered my cave. I had never had such a large man inside me before and it filled me up to the fullest.
"Lap it, cow!" He commanded as he reached around and began roughly fondling my milk bags.
I did; slurping up my breast milk from the pail. It was so degrading, but I felt fulfilled. I had finally found my purpose in life - to be J.R.'s Hucow. I still couldn't believe I was actually doing this! The richest, most powerful man in all of Texas was deep inside me, claiming me for his own.
As he pounded in and out of me, I felt the rumblings of a massive orgasm build up inside me. He must've sensed it as he put a stop to it.
"Did I give you permission to cum?" He said, smacking me on the butt as he held onto my hips.
"No, sir!" I squeaked. He didn't want me to cum. How was I going to stop it? I tried everything in my power to tamp down my naughty thoughts, but it had the opposite effect. He was just going to have to punish me.
"You're a very bad cow!" His voice boomed from behind me. His powerful, dominant thrusts came quicker as I rode my orgasm to its conclusion. The closer he came to his release, the harder his swats on my butt. My ass stung and it was all I could do to hold in the tears, but I wanted more. I needed him to dominate me in a way that I had never been dominated before.
There was something different about a rich man's domination tactics. It wasn't just primal, it was cold and calculating. As if they were sizing up the best punishment. Knowing that J.R. could have and do anything he desired, but at that moment he was paying full attention to me was liberating. He thought I was important enough to play with. I just couldn't believe it.
I felt his cock tense inside me as he thrust so hard and deeply that his balls slapped against me. I knew he was ready and I steeled myself to receive his precious cum inside my unprotected belly.
"What do you want?" He demanded as he suddenly balled my hair in his fist and pulled.
"I want your baby!" I said breathlessly, still riding the ultimate orgasm. "I want your dominant seed ravaging my unprotected wo
mb."
"Good cow!" He said, releasing my hair. He pushed into me one, final time, the tip of his cock spearing my cervix. With a savage, animalistic grunt, he strained mightily and began delivering his dominant payload. I was his! He was taking his rightful possession. I screamed in orgasmic pleasure as I felt his potent billionaire cum spurt right up inside my cervix, no doubt impregnating me with his dominant man-cum.
Even though it was only a few seconds, time seemed to slow down as he impregnated my Hucow womb. I'm sure I was just one of many Hucows that he'd bred with, but at that moment, I felt like a Goddess. I felt invincible. And I also felt like a used slut.
Suddenly, the lights were too bright, the sounds were too loud and I couldn't concentrate. Everything went dark and when I came to, sometime later that night, I found myself back at my hotel room, my heart hammering in my chest. Did I just dream all that?
I put my finger to my pussy and slipped it inside. Slick, creamy and gooey. I tasted it. Cum. He had knocked me up. I rubbed my soon-to-be pregnant belly, smiled and returned to a blissful sleep. I looked forward to being a productive Hucow on J.R.'s farm.
Farm Cow
Nikita Storm
"Yeah? Whaddya want?"
I took a deep breath and steadied myself. It was the middle of the night, I was cold, scared and hungry. I had nowhere to go, no one to turn to and my boyfriend had just kicked me out after an argument. He wouldn't even let me pack my stuff.
"I need help," I said, hoping beyond hope that there was a kind farmer behind that door.
"Yeah? Don't we all!" He hollered back. Great, I thought as I stood in the cold, shivering.
