by Bessie Hucow
"You really expect me to eat one of these?" I said, giving her 'that look.'
"Sure. I mean, you don't want to starve, right? Besides," she said as she grabbed another handful and stuffed them in her mouth, "they're tasty."
I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and popped one in my mouth. Sure enough, it tasted like chocolate. "Wow, these are really good."
Arianna stood there and stared at me and it wasn't until I'd eaten a couple of pellets that I realized it. "What?"
"You're sexy when you're grazing, you know that?" she said, her eyes twinkling mischievously.
Arianna was a very well-endowed Hucow, tall with fertile hips and a pouty face. She was beautiful in every sense of the word. She, too, was new here, having joined just before me. She was also the main reason I was a Hucow now.
I finished chewing the last bit of my chocolate pellet and looked up at her. My pussy contracted involuntarily as my eyes scanned her body in a new light. I had to admit to myself that - for whatever reason - I found her highly attractive. Maybe it was because my hormones were out of control. Whatever it was, I smiled, licked my lips and kissed her on the mouth.
"Wow!" she said after we passionately kissed. "You're a horny little slut!"
"Oh God, you have no idea..." I said, but she took my hand and guided it down to her folds. My eyes went wide as I realized that she was even hornier than I was. "How do you guys cope?"
She shrugged. "We have constant orgies. It's no big deal."
My eyes went wide in shock and I broke out into a wide grin. "Why you little devil! I should've known."
"Well," she said mischievously as she took my hand into hers, "now that you know, what do you plan on doing about it?"
I gazed intently into her eyes and leaned closer. "Can I join?"
She pressed her lips to mine. "I think you're going to have to convince the boss that you're not out to shut his place down first."
"Mmm," I moaned as I pressed my body to hers. Our large, milky breasts pressed together, sending milk spraying and dribbling in all directions. "What do you think I'll have to do?" I asked as we disengaged.
She shrugged. "To be honest, I don't know. I don't think we've ever let a rogue cow on our farm." She stuffed some chow in my mouth and brushed my hair. "Why don't you go to Jared and straight up ask him. The worst he can say is no."
I put my hand to my mouth. "Oh my God, what if he kicks me out? Where would I go?"
She held me close and I could feel our lactation juices running down our bodies. "I know it's scary. But you have to do whatever it takes to convince him that you deserve a spot on the farm."
"You think I have a shot?"
"Honey, I know you have a shot. Just walk in to his office, tell him that you want a spot on the farm and he'll tell you what you need to do. It's as simple as that."
*****
I really hoped it was as simple as she made it out to be. I was a nervous wreck as I made my way to Jared Meyer's office. I found out that he was the son of the wealthy farm owner and that he was in charge of the day to day operations. No one told me that he was an asshole; they didn't have to.
"Enter," the male voice boomed from behind the door. It was cold, logical and very domineering. My knees went weak at just the sound of it. There was just something about dominant men that I liked.
"Remember your training," I whispered to myself as I turned the knob and let myself in. The first thing I noticed was that this place was huge. It was so big I couldn't see all of it. There was a side room and I could just make out a very sharp-looking pool table.
"May I help you, miss?"
"Sheila -" I stuck out my hand, but he ignored it. Great, not off to a very good start.
"Yes?" He stood and came over to me.
My mind went completely blank and my knees nearly buckled. He was a very, very handsome man. He was rockin' a stetson, blue jeans and a button-up shirt. I looked down in shame and noticed that he was wearing nice boots. And oh my God, he was fucking gorgeous! Even when he was angry, he was hot.
He lifted my chin and made me look up at him and I felt like a little girl in his presence.
"You're that police cow causing trouble on the farm, aren't you?"
My heart thrummed wildly in my chest. Police cow? I don't think I'd ever been called that before - at least not to my face.
"Yes, well...er..." I really didn't know how to answer his loaded question.
"Give me one good reason I shouldn't have you disposed of right now," he insisted, his handsome, Old Spice perfumed face inches from my mouth.
"Well...I-" I really wasn't prepared to answer his question.
His hand was swift and stung sharply. "Ow!" I rubbed my face indignantly and looked into his cold, dominant eyes.
"I told you to speak!" He raised his voice just a bit.
The slap seemed to bring me out of my stupor. "Okay. Look, I know what I did was wrong..."
"Go on," he urged.
"Well," I twiddled my thumbs while trying to think fast, "I guess I thought that the women here were being treated wrong and I wanted to put an end to that."
"How has your opinion changed?" he asked as he stroked my cheek where he slapped me. I over-rode my instincts and didn't pull back.
"After becoming a Hucow myself, I see that you're doing a service to these poor girls."
He quickly changed subjects. "Do you like being a Hucow?" He caressed my throat and neck - probably testing my resolve. All I knew was that I was both scared and horny - a very odd combination, I mused to myself.
I nodded. "I do. But I'm still trying to learn the ins and outs of it all."
"You mean like why you're so horny all the time." He laughed.
My eyes widened in shock. "Yes...I mean."
"Do you know what a Hucow is?" he moved around behind me and began touching my shivering neck, kissing it with his lips. My pussy instantly melted as I caved to his dominance.
"Uh..." Was this some kind of trick question. "Yeah, it's a woman who grows big boobs and lactates."
He laughed again as his hand roamed down my neck and chest to my blouse. I just closed my eyes and let him do whatever he wanted. Soon, his hand had slipped into my shirt and I felt his strong, dominant fingers touch my breasts.
"You're partially correct," he said as he began kneading my large, sensitive boobs under my shirt. "But there's a reason for your hyper sex drive."
"Really?" I moaned as his fingers found my nipples and he began pinching and squeezing them.
"Yes," he said as he kissed my ear, sending shivers down my spine. Every part of my body screamed for him to take me and make me his. I wanted to carry his baby. "You are fertile. As a Hucow, your job is three-fold: to pleasure me and my men, to be forcibly milked for our profit and to be bred so that our Hucow farm can thrive and prosper."
"Oh God!" I covered my mouth. "You mean I'm fertile right now?"
"Yes, isn't that great?" He unbuttoned my shirt and let it fall to the floor.
"But...that means I'm pregnant!" I couldn't believe I had been so careless.
"Not quite," he said, unhooking my bra as my breasts fell free for his inspection.
"What do you mean?" I turned around and asked.
"Let's just say they've been...shall we say...snipped. I'm the only one on this farm who is capable of breeding." His leer was very suggestive and I found myself falling to my knees. I knew right then and there that I wanted him. I wanted him to knock me up. I wanted to give birth to his child.
Without a further word spoken between us, I unzipped his jeans and pulled them down, revealing his massive cock. It wasn't even hard and it was bigger than anything I'd ever seen before. I gasped and looked up at him.
"I take it you know what to do with it?"
I nodded and looked back at his impossibly huge fuck monster. I licked my lips and squeezed my legs together as I thought about taking that potent sword deep inside my fertile, ovulating womb. How I was going to fit it inside was a diff
erent matter entirely, but I'd find a way.
I began jerking him slowly with one hand as I caressed his balls with the other. He kept himself impeccably clean and shaved down there. As a woman, I appreciated that. I looked up at him one last time and waited for his nod of approval before descending in his lengthening rod. Oh my God even though I opened my mouth as wide as I could, that thing barely fit. I thought it was going to graze my teeth.
Once in my mouth, he bucked his hips a bit to get things going and began to groan as I started licking and sucking his shaft. As I sucked him, I rubbed my hands all over his body, feeling his strong, manly physique. I ran my long, slender fingers under his shirt, squeezing his washboard abs and then moving it around to his fine ass.
I pushed myself to go down as far as I could on him, but I just couldn't take him all the way. I was about to come up for air when he grabbed my hair and forced me all the way down on his massive - now fully erect - cock. I thought I was going to choke to death until he finally pulled me up - still holding on to my hair - to let me breath. As soon as I caught my breath, he plunged me back down again.
"The first thing a Hucow learns is to always do what her bull wants," he said smugly as he pulled off his shirt and tossed it aside. I didn't know how I was going to do this, but I needed to please my master.
Closing my eyes and taking a deep breath, I relaxed and let my throat muscles open up as he slid slowly down my throat. A couple of times I thought I was going to gag, but I didn't. When I came back up for air, I was smiling - I was actually proud of myself. I obeyed my master.
After a few minutes of sucking his meaty cock, he pulled me up and ran his hands all over my body, paying special attention to my massive breasts. While he did that, he pressed a button on his desk and a large, bulky farmhand rushed in.
"Yes, sir?"
"Would you please warm up this lovely lady for me?" Jared ordered the guy and latched his lips onto one of my full, aching milk jugs. I could feel copious amounts of liquid squirt into his greedy mouth as he drank like a dying, thirsty man.
"Understood!" He saluted him. Must be military, I thought. I looked up at the other man and realized that he was extremely good looking. He was tall - six feet or so - with brown hair and brown eyes. I watched as he quickly ditched his clothes and threw them aside.
"God, you're a hunk!" I said, smiling as I licked my lips and ran my hands all over his hairless, muscular chest. He was so strong that I thought he could probably bench-press Jared. Not that he'd ever get the chance.
"Thank you ma'am!" He smiled as his cock began to rise.
"What's your name?" I asked as I began lightly stroking his long dick. It wasn't as thick as Jared's, but I was sure I'd enjoy it nonetheless.
"Uh..." He threw back his head, trying not to shoot his load all over my pretty little face right then and there. "Mark!" He was finally able to blurt out. I stroked his cock until it was fully hard and coated it with my endless supply of breast milk. Jared switched breasts and began drinking milk from my other teat. It felt so good to have a man's lips caressing my nipple.
In my other hand I massaged Jared's eagerly straining cock. I could tell that he was getting close, but holding back.
"Fuck her now, Mark," Jared commanded. I felt Mark move behind me and push his long, hard shaft up against my pussy from behind. I submissively spread open my legs for him and felt his tip part my folds. Jared began kissing me on the neck and lips.
"So," I whispered in Jared's ear, "is he impotent, too?"
Jared nodded, smiling.
"Does he know it?" I felt Mark grunt as he shoved his dick deep inside my wet, inviting tunnel. Oh God, I couldn't believe how much I needed to feel a man inside me. It made me feel whole - like a woman.
"Nope," he whispered back with an even wider grin on his face. "None of them do. He could cum in you a hundred times and it wouldn't make a bit of difference. Me, on the other hand..."
I couldn't believe I was hearing this. This was a cunning bastard I was dealing with. "Then I want you to knock me up." I kissed his ear and ran my hands all over his body, pulling him to me. It felt great to have his strong chest pushing into my leaky breasts.
"Oh, I intend to..."
"Then will I be a full member here?" I wanted nothing more than to carry his baby and become his farm cow. I was ready to sacrifice the rest of my life to do his bidding.
"Perhaps..." he chuckled. "Let's just take it one step at a time, shall we?"
I felt Mark shove his cock all the way inside my unprotected womb. Even though I knew that he couldn't get me pregnant, I still wanted to feel his sperm jettison deep inside my hungry cunt.
"Oh God!" I cried out as he stretched me farther than I'd ever been stretched before. I kept Jared's cock hard as he played with my breasts, squeezing them and spraying milk all over the three of us. I would hate to be his cleaning lady as this place was going to get messy real fast.
Both guys started playing with my breasts and I felt my orgasms rising. Not just one, but many. They squirted each other and made a game out of it, laughing and joking. I felt like some kind of used meat, but then remembered that I was, indeed a piece of meat - I was a Hucow.
Apparently, Mark was used to going first for his boss as he was finished in remarkably quick time. However, he didn't shoot inside me - he insisted on finishing all over my breasts. I bent down to allow him full access to my milky mammaries.
Grasping his rigid cock in my hands, I stroked him hard and fast until his cock-head grew purple and then I wrapped my breasts around his rod and pumped him as he shot his delicious load between my tits, splashing me in the neck and face. I'd never had a guy squirt on my breasts before, so that was something new. I would've rather he finish inside me, but I think he realized that his boss wanted that honor. Maybe deep down he knew that he was impotent.
"Good job, Mark!" Jared said, hi-fiving his lackey as he fingered my sopping wet cunt, readying it for his even bigger cock. "You're dismissed."
"Yes, sir!" Mark said with a huge grin on his face. He quickly dressed and raced out of the room.
"Now that he's gone, we can get the show started. Are you ready?" Jared asked as he ravished my body. His cock pressed insistently at my pussy. It was so huge that I wasn't certain that he was even going to be able to get it inside. No wonder he wanted Mark to stretch me out.
Before he pushed his cock inside me, his hand came down on my ass. At first it startled me, but he got into a rhythm and I started to enjoy it.
"You like that, cow? You like being dominated by a real bull?"
"Yes, please dominate me!" I cried out as his hand came down over and over again, no doubt leaving a red mark.
I heard a rattle, turned around and realized that he was holding my handcuffs. Oh God, my pussy began to flood with my juices when I realized he was going to completely dominate me.
When my ass was completely red and sore, he finally stopped teasing me and shoved his massive cock deep inside me. He didn't push it in slow, he shoved it in hard and all the way, bottoming out with one push.
Oh my God, I've never before felt my pussy stretched like it was being now. I moaned involuntarily as his hand kept coming down on my ass.
Then he grabbed my wrists and handcuffed them to the nearest chair. I was completely trapped and at his mercy.
I wouldn't have liked it before becoming a Hucow, but I found myself absolutely loving to be dominated. In fact, I actually craved it.
He was not gentle at all. Almost immediately he began pounding in and out of my poor, over-stuffed pussy. I felt full when he pushed in and empty when he pulled out to the tip.
Then he began pulling my hair as he continued to pound inside me.
"Moo like a slutty cow!" he commanded.
At his command, I began mooing like a cow. I felt so silly, but for some reason it felt so right. If I allowed myself to think about it, this whole situation was completely absurd. I had come in to the farm to break it up, but instead found myse
lf being integrated into it.
It did not take him very long to go from zero to sixty as I soon felt his cock expand inside of my used, swollen pussy. He played with my breasts as he continued pumping in and out of me. I was still mooing like a cow and apparently that turned him on greatly as he soon shoved his big, fat dick deep inside my fertile cunt.
"Knock me up!" I begged him as I pushed my ass back, hoping to get him deeper inside me. "Make a baby in me!"
He grunted as his shaft swelled. With one, final push, he rammed his meat-stick deep inside my quivering, needy cunt and began spewing his hot, potent load deep inside me.
His hot cum spurting deep inside my fertile pussy felt really, really good. I instantly knew that I was pregnant when the first wave of his cum hit my cervix. If my hands weren't tied up I would've patted my belly.
He grunted as sweat poured from his brow and his cum shot over and over inside me.
"Your cum is fertilizing me!" I cried out as he began slapping my ass as he shot rope after rope of potent sperm inside my unprotected womb.
When he was finished, he kept his hard cock all the way in me for several minutes as if he was claiming me for his own.
*****
"So, am I hired?" I asked as I gathered all my clothes. Cum ran down my legs and pooled on the floor along with the milk.
"I think you need one more test before becoming an official member." He said, stuffing the handcuffs back in his desk.
"What's that?" I wondered aloud.
"I want you to come back when you're pregnant and show us what you've got."
I thought about his words for a few moments. "But what am I going to do in the mean-time? I can't just go back home in..." I swept my arm toward my leaky breasts, "this condition." I couldn't imagine trying to reintegrate back into "normal" society with over-sized, milk-engorged breasts, a very high libido and a baby in my belly.
"You can stay on the farm," he said, smiling, as he ushered me out the door, "for now."
Cuffed, Stuffed & Knocked Up!
