by Bessie Hucow
"Nope. Get yerself cleaned up while you're at it."
Feeling like some sort of outcast, I slunk out of the barn and looked for the cleaning station they were talking about. I looked around for a good couple of minutes before I realized that they were pointing me toward the horse's trough. I huffed indignantly, but realized that I had better do what they say and clean myself off.
I felt utterly foolish stepping into the cold trough. I looked around and thanked my lucky stars that no one was around. I think I would have died inside if someone had witnessed this.
I cleaned myself good - well as good as one can in a fucking horse trough! - and made sure to wash out the cowboys' cum. I closed my eyes for a moment and began subconsciously touching myself as I thought about the two, muscular cowboys just on the other side of the barn.
God, I could just picture myself running my hands all over their steel-hard, naked bodies as they forcefully milked my tight, aching and milky breasts, taking their pleasure and whatever else they wanted from me.
My pussy was starting to pulse under my expert ministrations as I sank deeper into a blissful, dream-like state. That was when I heard some shouting out opened my eyes.
"What the hell is going on?" I asked as Stan rode a horse over to me.
"We're going to rope ourselves a new recruit!" he bellowed as Don brought two more horses over. My heart sank. I had a very bad feeling about this. "Get out of the water!" he ordered and pointed to the horse. "Get on; you're going for a little ride."
My heart thudded in my chest. I couldn't believe what was happening. Did they really expect me to ride a horse? I'd never ridden one in my entire life!
Slowly I lifted myself out of the water and with some help from them, stepped into the stirrups and positioned myself in the saddle. Now what? I had a feeling that we weren't going for a gentle ride.
"We'll give you a two minute head start."
"Then what?" I gulped.
"Then we hunt you down and rope you like the cow you are. Now go!" Don said as he slapped the horse's butt and I nearly fell off as the large, powerful animal took off at a sprint.
Oh fuck! What was going on? The wind whipped my hair as the horse sped along. I didn't have a clue where it was going or how to steer it - not that it would listen to me, anyway. Soon it slowed and I could hear whooping and hollering behind me and my heart sank even further.
I didn't know what was worse - staying on a runaway horse or having two, strong cowboys rope me like a common cow. I just kept thinking about Penelope's words. This was what she must've been talking about.
The sounds grew louder and so to did my fear. I wondered if this was standard fare for a Hucow. Were we considered lowly cattle to be used at their pleasure? That thought actually excited me. I don't know why, either. This wasn't something that I would've wanted before becoming a Hucow, but now that I was, I wanted to be dominated and controlled by men.
I still had designs to write up a Hucow piece for the paper, but I think that my angle was going to be changed. Instead of the hapless woman being forced to do all these nasty things, I would change it to adventurous, free-spirited, busty women choosing to benefit society with their nutritious, nurturing milk.
I still wasn't sure what exactly they did with our milk, but I assumed it was for the benefit of humans. At least I hoped it was.
The riders came up along side me and started waving a lasso in the air above their heads. God help me they were actually going to rope me like a fucking calf. I closed my eyes and just hoped that hitting the ground wouldn't be too jarring. I felt the rope land perfectly around my torso, just under my milk-filled udders and with a quick tug it tightened.
I gritted my teeth and prayed to Hathor, the cow goddess. Would she help me in my time of need? I didn't know, but I sure hoped so. I felt the tug of the rope and felt my lithe body moving swiftly through the air.
The next thing I knew I was sitting in front of Don on his horse. I gingerly opened my eyes and looked back at him. He had the widest fucking grin on his face that I'd ever seen.
"Yee ha!" He cried and spurred his horse faster. "Ride 'em cowboy!" He circled around the farm before coming back to the barn. I couldn't believe what they had just done. My God, what kind of skill did they have to have to pull that off?
My heart raced wickedly in my chest as he wrapped his large, meaty arms around me. I felt his hand move up to my breast. He steered the horse with one hand and massaged my full, aching boob flesh with the other.
I let out a slight moan as I felt my milk dribble out onto his skillful fingers. He knew just how to manipulate my nipples to draw out the maximum amount of liquid.
"Lean forward," he instructed. I did as I was told and my eyes flew open wide as I realized what he was trying to do.
"Are you mad?!" I questioned him as he laid back and lifted me on top of him.
"No, horny," he grunted.
"Who's steering the horse?" I asked in bewilderment. This was even more insane than the lasso trick.
"Ol' Jack?" he patted the horse's flank and he ran faster. "He's fine. It's not him you have to worry about."
I felt Don's thick cock press up against my tight newly-cleaned pussy lips. This was madness! I couldn't believe that he was even contemplating such a thing. This was utterly --
"Oh my God!" I blurted out as I felt the tip of his massive cock spear into my pussy. His cock was a mirror of himself - short, thick and very powerful. The wind blew through my hair and whipped around my body and the sensation of being fucked at the same time made me light-headed.
Once his fat, engorged cock-head was through my tight opening, the rest went in easy. He reached around and began playing with my milky breasts, squirting the precious liquid into the air and all over us.
"Bounce on it!" he commanded.
That was it; now I knew he was mad. This had to be the craziest thing I'd ever heard of. He might've been a skillful rider, but I'd never even been on a horse before.
"What?" I said breathlessly as he worked his dick inside me.
"Bounce up and down. You want my vote? Then do it!"
I thought about his words for a moment and realized that I did, indeed, want to become a full-fledged member of the Hucow family. I wasn't sure about doing too many more of these stunts, but if that's what it took, fine. I tested the waters by slowly inching up and down on his fat cock. I had to admit there was something liberating about this whole thing.
I put my hands back and clasped them to his as he supported me with his strength. Becoming bolder and bolder I began to let loose and actually started to have fun.
I felt my heat rising and mixed with the rush of adrenaline, it wasn't long before my orgasm built up and I began squeezing his cock with my powerful involuntary contractions all the while bouncing up and down on him.
He pounded in and out of me, meeting me half-way with his powerful thrusts. Over and over again his cock slapped against my pussy. Soon, he began grunting and groaning, urging me to bounce faster as he whipped his hips up and down faster and faster until finally he pulled me all the way on top of him.
I squeezed my pussy muscles as hard as I could to keep him inside and it had the added benefit of making his orgasm even stronger. He wrapped his powerful arms around me, propping up my breasts.
"Cum in my fertile womb!" I shouted, my words lost to the wind. "I want your baby! I need you to knock me up." I don't know if he heard me, but I suddenly felt his cock flex deep inside me and within moments, I felt his masculine, cowboy seed shoot out of his cock-head and coat my unprotected cervix. I prayed that it would leak inside my womb and that he'd be the one to impregnate me.
His squirts were so powerful that I thought he was going to never stop. He kept cumming and cumming until finally he whistled and the horse slowed down and stopped.
He held me on top of him for several minutes before lifting me up and setting me gently on the ground. His thick, dominant cowboy cum dripped out of my quivering pussy, down my legs
and onto the ground.
I couldn't believe how much cum was pouring out of me. How on earth could one man have that much cum in his balls? Was he storing it just for me?
"What did you think about that?" Stan came up to me and ushered me inside the stable. He had a grin on his face a mile wide.
"I can't believe he did that!" I said breathlessly as I sat down on a bale of hay to catch my breath.
"Me neither. I had a hundred that he couldn't pull it off. Fucker!" he said, smiling. My eyes went wide. Did he just seriously doubt that his friend could do that trick? It was a good thing that I was sitting down as my legs would've given out.
He walked across the barn and grabbed some rope. When he came back, he said, "For my test, we're going to do something a bit different."
"You're not going to rope me with that, are you?" I asked. I didn't think that I could have taken much more.
"Nope," he shook his head. "Just tie you up to this post here and watch you eat his cum."
I shivered at that thought. I wasn't in the habit of eating mens semen, but if this was what it took to get into the clubhouse, then I would do it.
He tied my legs open as far as they would go, exposing my used, cum-filled pussy to the world. It was awkward leaning over and dipping my fingers into my pussy, but somehow I managed.
As I began to eat the tasty cream, Stan began to undress. First, he removed his shirt, exposing his very hard, rippling abs and pecs. An involuntary orgasm shot through me just looking at him.
Forgetting about eating his friend's dominant seed, I began playing with myself as I watched him undress. God damn that man was fine! When he noticed what I was doing, he smacked my hands away from my clit, smacked my clit and told me to finish slurping the cum.
Once he was completely naked, he fished out a pair of milking pumps and fastened them to my engorged breasts. A moment later, I heard the hum and felt the suction of the pump pulling my Hucow milk into the attached bottles.
Another orgasm rippled through me as I felt the power of the machine, tasted the cum and watched his massive cock lustily as it bounced up and down with each step he took. It wasn't even fully erect and it was already bigger than the other cowboys on the farm.
After drinking all of Don's rich, salty cream and licking it off my fingers, he bound my hands above my head, making me completely helpless. Up until becoming a Hucow I had not considered myself a woman who would enjoy being helpless and submissive. After the pill, however, I couldn't see myself any other way.
With a swagger in his step, he brought his massive cock to my lips, pressing his enormous, bulbous head insistently at my mouth until I opened up and encompassed his over-sized dick.
How on earth could something be so large. I was just glad that it wasn't as thick as Don's. That would've been impossible to take inside.
"Suck it!" he said, slapping me in the face as I struggled to open my jaws wide enough to accommodate him. My face stung and I felt a tear dribble down my cheek, but I put on my best face and slowly lowered my head down over his cock-head.
Once he was inside, he began force-fucking my face until he was just about to cum, then he pulled out suddenly, removed the breast pumps and adjusted my ropes so that I was completely suspended in mid-air.
"How many men have cum inside you today?" he demanded.
"Three," I whispered hoarsely. "Soon to be four."
"But which one do you want to knock you up?" he asked with a smile, his green eyes twinkling mischievously.
"You, of course!"
"I bet you said that to all the guys." He then brought his large, veiny cock to my slick entrance and wasted no time in shoving it in.
"Oh!" I cried out. With the ropes all around me, I couldn't even move. I was completely helpless and submissive to his dominant will.
He pressed his long dick deep inside me. Not content to stop at the bottom of my pussy, he split open my cervix and nestled his cock inside.
"I bet you didn't expect that, did you?"
"Oh God! I can't believe you're so deep inside me." I cried. "Any further and you'll be shooting on my ovaries." Of course that was an exaggeration, but that's how it felt.
My cervix tightened around him like a glove and I used my pussy walls to massage his aching, throbbing cock. He may not have had Don's girth, but he had everything else. And he knew how to use it.
As he pulled his cock slowly out of my wet pussy, he began playing with my breasts, spraying milk up in the air and then trying to catch it in his mouth. It was so hot to watch a grown man play with my breast milk.
He tweaked one nipple while he suckled on the other, drinking deeply of my rich cream. I knew guys were obsessed about breasts - every woman learns that early - but these men took that obsession to a whole new level.
Milk covered both of our bodies and the rhythmic slapping of his cock against my pussy slowly edged me closer and closer to a thunderous orgasm the likes of which I'd never felt before. He pounded in and out of me relentlessly as he suckled on my breasts, eagerly downing my milk like a thirsty, dying man.
Rockets of desire shot through my veins and every pore in my body as a wicked orgasm raced through me. My body tensed and went rigid and I nearly passed out as my pussy squeezed the life out of his throbbing man-meat.
That seemed to stir up his loins as he began grunting and hollering like a madman and he jammed his cock in and out of me at such a rapid pace that it seemed to set off a chain reaction of multiple orgasms that felt more like aftershocks to an earthquake than anything else.
With one last howl and grunt, he pushed his cock all the way inside me, past my cervix as deep as he could possibly go and let loose with a torrent of cum that put every other man on the farm to shame.
"Knock me up!" I cried through my tremors. "Put a baby in me! Seed me with your dominant cum."
Those words seemed to egg him on even further and I swear that his volume actually increased! Pump after dominant pump sprayed up inside my fertile cervix, coating his potent man-seed all over my eggs and into my womb. He kissed me harshly on the lips and ran his hands all over my body as he let loose his torrent of cum inside me.
By the time he was through, there was no doubt that I was pregnant. Of course I didn't know exactly with whose baby, but that was beside the point. Wiping the sweat off his brow, he loosened the rope and let me down. I had been stuffed in more ways than I could have ever imagined. A few minutes later, the owner of the place dropped by and extended a warm welcome.
"You're going to make a fine Hucow. Welcome to the family."
Damn, I was going to have one hell of an unbelievable story to tell, that was for sure!
Cuffed & Stuffed
Nikita Storm
I didn't care that my supervisor didn't want to pursue the matter. As a woman, I was affronted by what was happening on the Hucow farm. I mean, really? Hucows? Women who have been turned into endless milking machines for men's pleasure? I was going to change that. If my boss wouldn't let me do it officially, I was going to take them down unofficially. All I needed to do was get inside and find evidence that they were up to no good.
Since I was off duty, I dressed casually, with only mace and my handcuffs with me and an unmarked car I "borrowed" from HQ. I went in silent, parked about a quarter of a mile away and walked to the farm. It was the middle of the night, so I didn't really expect there to be many people up at the Hucow farm, but I could see some lights off in the distance.
I grated my teeth together when I thought about what those poor women must be going through. I had done enough research to know what kind of depraved acts they were forced to endure. Can you imagine having pumps hooked up to your breasts and being treated no better than a cow? To what end?
The gravel crunched under my feet and I furtively looked around to make sure I wasn't being followed. That was the last thing I wanted. I had staked out the place earlier and knew that there was a weak point in the fence. I looked for that and quietly slipped inside unnotice
d.
The first thing I noticed is that it looked like an average, ordinary dairy barn. The only difference was that the stalls were smaller and looked to have amenities. I crept closer and saw iPads and other fancy devices stashed there. I'm quite certain that real cows would have no need of such fanciful things.
I wondered what it was like to sit there and be milked. Did it hurt? Making sure no one was around, I studied the equipment. Just how big were these Hucow breasts, anyway? These suction pumps were huge! I lifted my shirt and put one over my average-sized breast and it made me feel extremely small. I tried to get into their mindset and sat down, with the pumps situated over my breasts. What would they do while being milked?
I picked up the tablet and saw that there was a lot of erotica on there. Erotica? Did these woman actually read this stuff? I pulled off the over-sized pumps and looked around some more. I was supposed to be looking for evidence of illegal activity so that I could get this place shut down, but now that I was here, I was very curious as to this lifestyle. Were these women here against their will or had they chosen to walk this path?
Who were these girls? Just your average, ordinary women who had no direction in their life and needed something to make them feel useful? I couldn't imagine anything else. I stumbled upon what looked to be a medicine barrel of some kind. I stiffened as I realized that this was probably where the girls got their Hucow pills.
Looking over my shoulder and seeing no one, I peered inside. My God, there was a ton of blue pills in there. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I grabbed one to take back with me to HQ. If it came back as an illegal substance they'd have enough to take them down.
Before pocketing the pill, I examined it. It wasn't a large pill, but I knew exactly what it was for. So innocuous, yet so powerful. Again, I wondered what it would feel like to be a Hucow. I'd never been pregnant before and so had no experience to go on. I tried to imagine my breasts large and filled with luscious, silky milk.
I jumped when I heard a sound behind me. "Oh!" I said as I turned around and saw a pretty blonde stride up to me. At first I thought she was going to be angry with me, but she was smiling.
