by Bessie Hucow
"You're a farmer!" I squealed as the strange man stepped into the room. There was no doubt in my mind that he was a farmer. He was wearing overalls, a farmer's hat and boots.
"Yes, that I am, ma'am," he said, sticking out his hand. "Name's Darryl. I own a farm just down the road here." He took a moment to look my body up and down before continuing.
I felt naked and exposed. My pussy quivered at the thought. This man was hot! He had a rugged face, deep brown eyes and strong muscles - the type you get from working all day on the farm.
"Your friend here tells me that you've recently become a Hucow and would like someone to buy your milk. Is that right?" He asked as he took off his hat and set it on the table.
I nodded, not quite composed enough to trust myself to speak.
"You do understand that being a Hucow is a lifestyle, not just about milking and selling your milk." He sat on the couch.
"What do you mean?" I asked, my face scrunched up.
"Well, I have several of your kind working on my farm. They work in shifts. Two hours on, two off. And eight hours for sleep. They get paid well, three meals, all that."
"So," I took a deep breath and looked into his dark brown eyes, "you're asking me to come live with you and be a true Hucow on your farm?"
He nodded. "That is, if you want."
I looked to Lindsey who smiled and nodded.
I turned back to Darryl. "Can my friend live with us?"
He thought about that for a moment and then nodded his head. "I don't see why not. She would just have to pay her own way."
"Is that okay, Linds?" I said. I didn't mind so much being a farmer's Hucow, but I wanted my best friend there for support.
"Sure! We'd probably save a lot on apartment costs," she agreed. "Now," she smiled naughtily. "I'm going to leave you two love-birds alone." She moved closer and whispered in my ear. "Just remember, you're to do everything he tells you to do. He's running a business and you're his product."
"I can handle that," I said, whispering back.
Lindsey excused herself to the bedroom and I was left all alone with Darryl, my new master. "How long have you been doing this?" I asked.
"Farming Hucows?"
I nodded.
"A couple of years. There's been a lot of growth lately because of underground drugs," he explained.
"Underground drugs?" My throat suddenly became dry and it was hard to swallow.
He nodded. "Yes. Unfortunately, someone's been peddling these like candy and many innocent women - much like yourself - have been caught up in this whole thing. Now," he said, leaning forward and clasping his hands, "why don't you show me what you're capable of."
"Wha - what do you mean?" My heart thrummed in my chest. Cum started leaking down my inner thighs as I thought about being this man's Hucow.
"Squirt your tits! Grab a pail and start filling it. Time's a wastin!" He clapped his hands dominantly.
I jumped to obey his orders. I'd never let a man dominate me before, so this was something I was going to have to get used to. I wanted to tell him to shove it where the sun doesn't shine, but I knew that this was a test - he wanted to interview me to make sure that I'd be a good fit at his farm.
I looked around and saw the shopping bag of stuff we bought. One of the items was a milk pail. We'd laughed at the absurdity of it when we picked it out - it was a little pink pail that probably couldn't even hold a quart of milk, but I wasn't laughing now.
I sheepishly set out the little pail in front of me. Now I realize that getting something this small probably wasn't a good idea, but it's all I had until I moved into Darryl's farm.
"How does it feel?"
"Hmm?"
"How does it feel to have your breasts be so full of milk all the time?" He sat closer, his eyes growing larger as he stared at my huge, swaying breasts as I began to press my hands against the sides.
"Oh God," I moaned - half in answer to his question, half in response to letting my milk loose. "It often feels tight and uncomfortable. I really don't see how anyone deals with this."
Large droplets of milk formed at the end of my tits and dropped off into the pink bucket, followed by small streams. Soon the milk was spraying everywhere and I could only get a portion into the bucket. That didn't seem to matter to Darryl, however.
"Well, that's why we offer two-hour milking sessions - that way you can enjoy some milk-free time without having to worry about expressing yourself every five minutes. We also have temporary medicine that we can offer that will dry you up for a short amount of time - for instance eight hours so you can get some sleep.
I nodded as he stood and moved behind me. I closed my eyes as I felt his large hands push mine away and I moaned as he began kneading my breasts. It felt so good to feel a man's hands against my tit flesh. It had been so long that I'd almost forgotten the feeling. I leaned back into his embrace and relaxed my body against his, laying my head on his shoulders.
"Do you like that, slut?" He whispered in my ear.
I smiled and nodded. As far as I was concerned, he could do this to me all night.
"You know what we do to slutty Hucows, don't you?" His strong, yet gentle voice sent chills through my spine as I thought about his words.
"Tell me," I said, turning my head just enough so he could kiss me. I needed him. I needed to feel his body. I wanted him inside me more than I had ever wanted any man before. The whole world could collapse around me and I wouldn't care as long as I had him inside me.
"We knock them up."
"You what?" I couldn't believe what he was saying. I unconsciously squeezed my legs together as I felt a tremor flutter through my pussy. His words and the feeling of his hands caressing my full, aching, needy breasts was making me horny.
"You're going to get impregnated by my cum," he said as he quickly slipped out of his clothes, revealing his massive cock. I audibly gasped at the sight of such a monstrous appendage.
"How?" I asked as I stared lustfully at his cock. "I'm not even ovulating."
"Actually," he said as he slowly brought my hand down to his cock, "Hucows are constantly ovulating. Any time a man deposits his seed in you, he'll knock you up."
I closed my hand around the farmer's cock and felt his pliable shaft in my fingers. I couldn't believe I was actually doing this. I was starting to feel more and more like a slut. First my best friend, now a strange farmer with whom I was going to move in with.
Milk dripped onto his cock, coating it and making it slick enough for me to begin stroking him. I saw the look on his face and knew that he was enjoying my ministrations.
"Squirt your milk on it and suck it!" He commanded. I bent over and massaged my milky mammaries, coaxing the glorious juice out with the palm of my hands. I couldn't believe he was asking me to do this. It seemed so wrong and naughty. What would all my friends think once they found out I was a Hucow?
Once I got his cock coated completely with my white liquid, I leaned closer and placed my lips around his turgid cock. It was an odd feeling, engulfing his hot shaft and tasting my own breast milk. I hadn't tasted breast milk since I was a babe, but mine tasted delicious. I could understand why men would value human milk enough to pay a premium for it.
Slowly, teasingly, I descended all the way to the base of his cock. I was pretty good at taking a man's full length as I'd had plenty of practice. I was so deep that I could flick my tongue out and lick his balls, which I did.
"Holy shit!" he exclaimed as he felt my fiery hot lips caress his aching cock.
I slid my mouth up and down his stiffening cock as he reached down and played with my milky breasts. I think I was going to like being a Hucow. It was certainly going to be a new experience. Over and over I sucked, tickling his balls with my fingers, massaging them until I felt that he was getting close.
"Take me!" I begged as I laid on the floor and spread my legs. I felt like a bitch in heat and needed relief. He may have been right about being fertile, because ever since the rave I'd be
en exceedingly horny. "Take me and make me yours! Knock me up with your baby." I didn't care what anyone thought, I just knew that I needed him to inseminate my fertile womb. "Please!"
He stood over me and grinned. "Of course, but this means you accept my offer."
I nodded vigorously. "I'll do anything you want. Just impregnate me!" If he didn't get his throbbing cock inside my quivering pussy, I was going to go insane.
Slowly, as though he wanted to draw the ordeal out as long as possible, he descended upon me. He didn't fuck me immediately, however, he began kissing my stomach and chest, latching his lips around my fat, milk-engorged nipples as I squirmed under him.
"Fuck me!" I cried, but he ignored my pleas.
"In due time," he smiled and continued suckling my breast. Instinctively, I put my arm around his head, pulling him closer. I thought Linds suckling me was great, this was ten times better. Oh God, he was so gentle and loving with my breasts that I thought I'd died and gone to heaven!
To feel my sweet milk spraying into his warm mouth as he moved his tongue around was absolutely heavenly. This was something I could definitely get used to!
I moaned as he switched to the other breast. His hard cock pressed insistently up against my slick pussy. I wanted him inside me so bad that I thought I was going to die. "Please!" I begged as I reached down to his cock.
"No!" He said, slapping my hand away. "Bad cow!"
Did he just call me a bad cow? My pussy flooded as I felt myself submit to his will. It did not tamp down my desire for him; instead it ramped it up.
When he was finished suckling my other breast, he brought a mouthful of my breast milk to my lips and kissed me, pushing the liquid inside my my mouth.
I felt his cock inch closer and closer to my needy pussy and I squirmed and rocked my hips, trying to coax his manhood to slip inside my unprotected pussy.
Before I had a chance to react, he effortlessly slid his massive cock up into my flooded cave. I inhaled sharply as I felt him split my tiny pussy. Oh my God, this felt so wrong, but yet so right.
I lifted my hips up off the floor and wrapped my legs around him as I bade him to dive deeper into my fertile pussy. There was nothing more on earth that I wanted than to feel his hot, slick sperm jettison out from his cock-head into my naked, unprotected womb.
Milk leaked all over us as he found a rhythm and began pumping in and out of me. I caressed his head as he latched onto my leaky breasts. I had never felt so alive and so much a woman as I did now. Knowing how much men craved large-breasted women and how much power I'd have over them sent ripples through my body as my impending orgasm began to rumble.
"Do you like being a Hucow?" he asked as he rammed in and out of me, causing my breasts to shake with the force of his thrusts.
I nodded. "I like being your Hucow!" I curled my toes as a powerful orgasm wracked my body, sending chills and spasms throughout me. I shook as uncontrollable quivers shot through me. When I had finished, I felt his monster cock butt up against my cervix.
My eyes widened in surprise. I'd never had a man enter me there. I wasn't even sure it was possible. Without another word, he grunted and pressed his long, fat cock into my tiny cervix. Spearing my cervix felt suspiciously like my first time with a man.
I cried out as his huge shaft penetrated my unprotected cervix. Never had a man been that close to my womb before. It took a few minutes before I was comfortable with him inside me.
"You're really in my cervix, aren't you?" I breathed huskily in his ear.
He grinned and nodded. "I don't do this with any of my other Hucows, so consider yourself privileged."
Feelings of helplessness and submission overwhelmed my body and for the first time in my life I felt as though I could let go and just let the man take control and do whatever he wanted.
"Put a baby in me!" I whispered as I threw my arms around him and pulled him tighter to me. "Mark me as yours with your dominant cum."
His thrusting grew more intense as my words had the desired effect on him. Soon, sweat was pouring off his face and back and I did my best to lick it off. Yes, it was naughty, but I loved it.
It wasn't much longer before I felt his whole body tense up. His cock pistoned in and out faster and faster until he grunted loudly and pushed himself in as far as he could get himself. I felt pinned and helpless beneath his dominant body.
I caressed his muscular chest as I felt his dick go rigid inside my scorching pussy. He was flexing and straining like a bodybuilder and it turned me on so much that my own orgasm threatened to overwhelm me.
"I'm cumming!" he cried out as he threw his head back. "I'm breeding my own Hucow slut!"
His cock expanded in my tight cervix as he prepared to unleash its load into my helpless, unprotected womb. I felt so small and vulnerable to his dominance. His cock began to quiver and I knew that his release was imminent.
"Cum in me, master! I'll be your Hucow!"
His cock jumped and spasmed inside me and I felt hot liquid pelt my inner cervix, coating it with its potent man juice. I cried out as I felt wave after wave of cum blast inside me as his cock spurted his semen deep inside my unprotected womb.
"I'm pregnant, aren't I?" I asked with a sly smile as he lay on top of me as we kissed. I didn't think I would, but I loved the feeling of being owned in this way. There was no question about who was dominant. As the Hucow, it was my job to do whatever my bull tells me to do.
He nodded and kissed me on the nose. "You're going to make a good Hucow mother. I'm sure your calf - when she grows up - will be as good of a cow as you."
That made me feel warm and good inside and I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him closer to me. Surprisingly, I felt his cock grow hard inside me and I looked at him and he just smiled and nodded and began pumping. I guess bulls really are virile!
Hucow Farm Slut
Nikita Storm
"Well?" Linds sat cross-legged on my bed as we munched on Cheeto's and chocolate milk. "Whaddya think?"
I'd just gotten off my Hucow milking shift and wanted nothing more than to curl up with a good book and maybe get a little shut-eye.
"I think the new farm-hand is hot, to be honest," I said, placing my hand over my heart as I began to think about him. I was making it my goal to seduce every single man in the farm. I wanted all of their seed inside me. I got wet instantly, just thinking about their cum flooding my pussy, fighting and battling it out for dominance.
"Oh my God, he's a dream!" Linds said as she slipped a finger into the waistband of her shorts and began diddling herself. "He's tall, rugged, handsome...you know - everything a man should be." She swooned and leaned back, propping her head against the pillows.
"He's definitely all that," I agreed. "But he's also just eighteen."
"So!" Linds sat back up and looked me in the eye. "There's nothing wrong with that."
I nodded and popped a Cheeto in my mouth. "I wonder if he's a virgin?"
"Damn, girl, I hadn't even thought about that!" Lindsey smiled as her fingers began moving inside her panties and her eyes rolled back in her head.
"If he is," I said with a devilish twinkle in my eyes, "I'm taking him."
"Nuh uh!" I watched her fingers fly faster and faster against her clit. She ground the heel of her palm into her pussy and began jerking wildly as an orgasmic tremor shot through her.
"Yes, huh!" I said, smiling, and kissed her on the lips. She was so far into her orgasm that she could barely respond, but I felt myself grow wet in my panties as I thought about taking the new guy.
"I dare ya!" She said, coming up for air as we exchanged hot, wet kisses. The smell of her sex now permeated the air and I was growing hornier by the moment.
"Make it a double dog and you've got yourself a deal!" I said as I pushed her back against the bed and pulled her panties down, revealing her very wet, sizzling pussy that glistened in the light. Still kissing her, I moved down her neck and gave her a hickey. Within seconds, I had my own panties off and I pres
sed my pussy lips against hers and began slowly grinding.
"Oh God! Jenny, don't stop," she said as she threw her arms around me and pulled me to her. I felt her hot lips caress my ear and I shivered at her scalding breath. Even though I'd just milked for two hours, my breasts were starting to fill up again and I angled a few droplets onto her small chest.
"Well? Do you double dog or not?" I teased as I pressed my large, milk jugs up against hers.
She looked at me, grinned and whispered in my ear. "I triple-dog dare ya!" We both giggled as our bodies melded together and became one. Sweat, milk and sex permeated the air as we both brought ourselves to the far reaches of oblivion before rolling over, exhausted and panting.
Lindsey kissed me one more time on the lips, lingering for several moments as she stroked my face. "Thanks, I needed that."
"That was great!" Within moments, she was asleep. It took me a bit longer to nod off as I thought about my devious plan and how I was going to execute it.
*****
My phone buzzed, letting me know that my shift started in fifteen minutes. That was one of the harder things about working on Darryl's Hucow farm. Two hour shifts were hard, but - as was the case right now - once emptied, our breasts filled up very quickly and had to be milked again to prevent problems. I still couldn't figure out exactly what my body thought it was doing.
Over the past month, however, I had been noticing some odd occurrences. Somehow I'd developed an odd tic that caused me to make a sound that was suspiciously similar to a cow's moo. It didn't happen too often, however, just when I was under a lot of stress. The other one was that I was starting to become meat-averse. And not just any meat. Pork, chicken, duck they were all just fine, but beef? Turns my stomach.
Was I starting to turn into some kind of hybrid cow or something?
I had just enough time to take a shower before I had to be at my milking station. I always liked to take a quick hot shower first. As I lathered myself up, I started thinking about my plans for seducing the new farmhand. What if he really was a virgin?
