by Bessie Hucow
"I have two, boys," I said, looking at Bob who quickly latched on to my other nipple. It felt extremely weird to have two grown men suckling on my full, aching, milky boobies, but it was also so completely satisfying. I groaned as I felt their lips latch on and start suckling my sensitive breasts.
Jared leaned in and began kissing me, running his hands all over my body. It felt good to be in the company of men again. Women were good and I liked them, but there was just something about the men that I liked and needed. They made my knees weak and my heart race. And I especially loved drinking their cum or getting knocked up with their potent sperm. When a man cums inside me, it's his signal that he's dominating my body and I know I must give in to him.
Our tongues intertwined as I felt three pair of hands roam all over my body. Jared didn't waste any time as he pressed his massive cock at my entrance. To this day, his cock was the largest that I'd ever taken. In fact, it was his baby that I was carrying.
"Fuck me! Spill your dominant seed inside my submissive, pregnant womb!" I cried out into his hot mouth as I felt his impossibly large dick-head split my pregnant folds. My God, even in my horny, pregnant state, his cock split me like no other. I couldn't believe how big he was.
He grunted as he pressed his fat cock deep inside my horny cunt. He knew exactly what to do and he didn't stop at the base of my pussy - he found my cervix. Oh my God, he was actually going to press in there. I steeled myself as he grunted and pushed up far into my tight cervix. I suddenly felt so full. Suddenly I had three pairs of lips vying for my affection.
John brought over a chair and stood on top of it, waving his long, skinny dick in my face. I laughed at his ingenuity and began caressing and playing with his balls. I teased his cock with my lips as Jared pounded my pregnant pussy, pushing in and out hard and fast. I knew he wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer, but at that point I didn't care what happened.
"Suck it, bitch!" John grabbed a hold of my hair and mashed my face into his throbbing cock. I opened my mouth and just let him take complete control and he fucked my face with his rod. "God damn, you're a good slut!" I absolutely loved being called nasty names. Before becoming a Hucow? I'd have fucked up anyone who called me a bitch or slut, but now? I crave it. I need it. I can't explain why that is so, I figure it must have something to do with the hormonal changes in my body.
That was when I felt Bob dinking around my back-door. He squirted my tit juice onto his cock and slicked it all up. Before he plunged in, however, he grabbed a gob of my cum that was running down my thighs and worked his finger in my ass. I wasn't entirely sure about having someone there, but I was so fucking horny at that point I'd literally do anything any of them wanted me to.
I moaned as it was clear that he knew what he was doing. Within moments, I was twice as wet as I had been. That was when he pulled his finger from my pregnant ass and pushed his rod at my pucker.
"You like it from behind, don't you?" he asked as he whispered in my ear.
I nodded.
"Beg for it!" he commanded and I felt myself compelled to obey.
"Take me in my ass! Give it to me hard and don't hold back!" I was delirious with lust at that point and the thought of having three large cocks in every orifice excited me to no end.
He was not gentle. With one swift motion, he shoved his massive cock deep in my rectum. I screamed at the suddenness of it. Both John and Jared were grunting and sweating with their exertion and I knew that Jared wouldn't be able to hold out any longer.
"Cum in me! Dominate me with your virile cum. You know what you want. So, give it to me." I felt his cock stiffen as he wrapped his arms around me, squeezing my milky breasts to his chest and push up all the way inside me. I could feel the two men's cocks rubbing against the thin wall separating my pussy from my ass. I couldn't believe how horny this was making me. I powered through orgasm after orgasm, but when I felt Jared's huge cock begin flexing deep in my cervix, I lost all control of my body.
He began spurting his man cum all the way in me. If I hadn't been already pregnant with his baby, he'd have knocked me up. I longed to be fertile for him again. As he squirted, John kept up his barrage in my throat and I knew by the way he was scrunching up his face that he was getting close. Bob, oddly enough, was taking his time, pushing as deep into my ass as he could and then pulling all the way out to the tip before slamming it back inside, jolting my pregnant body.
Pump after pump, squirt after dominant squirt, Jared filled me to the brim with his dominant sperm. I hadn't felt his cum in me for six months and I craved it every single day. My body knew that it belonged to him - whether I liked it or not. My orgasm shot through me like a forest fire and I thought I was on cloud nine! Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. I could feel his fat cock quiver inside me as he sprayed jet after hot jet of his liquid gold inside my aching womb.
When he was done, he slipped out of me and laid down on the couch.
"Drink it!" Bob said from behind me as he grabbed a fist-full of Jared's cum from my dripping pussy and brought it to my mouth. I pulled away from John's cock and instinctively began eating and licking Jared's potent seed off his hand. John brought my hand to his cock as he began playing with my aching, milky, motherly breasts. Bob brought as much of his cum to my lips as he possibly could, even pressing his fingers inside me to get it all out and I greedily drank every last ounce of it.
"My turn," John grunted as he moved the chair away and pressed his engorged dick at my sopping entrance. Wow, to have another man pushing inside me right after one had just left was a trip. "Take my dominant cock!" John said gruffly as he slapped me across the face. I was used to being treated like a piece of meat and have come to love and accept it.
"I want both of you to cum in me at the same time. Do you think you fellas can handle that? Hmm? Or are you not man enough!" I goaded them on. I received another slap for my back talk, but it was worth it. I knew both of them were very close and I couldn't wait to feel their cum in both my channels.
Bob began pinching my nipples hard between his thumb and forefinger while John ran his hands all over my beached-whale belly. "You're our little slut now," Bob whispered in my ear as he began kissing me from behind. His cock began pushing in and out of my ass a little more urgently and I encouraged him as best I could, but I was completely pinned between these two studs. They both began grunting and becoming more forceful as they got closer and closer to their release. I couldn't believe how good it felt to have two hot men both grunting and grinding inside me.
John was very dominant and wanted to own every inch of my body and I was more than happy to let him. As far as I was concerned, with Jared spent, he was now the alpha of my body. That was when he began doing something that I'd never had anyone do to me before, he began slapping my breast from the side, sending milk squirting all over the place. Bob joined in on the other tit and they focused their attention on my titties.
It didn't take long before the two men were ready to empty their dominant seed into my lady parts. I got my wish as both John and Bob began emptying their ball-sacs at the same time. My God what an incredible feeling to have both holes filled and squirted in at once. My mind was mush and I could barely concentrate and their cocks stiffened and began spraying rope after sticky, thick and dominant rope into my ultra-pregnant woman center.
John dominated my pussy and flooded it with so much cum that I thought I was going to be coughing it up. Meanwhile, my ass was being filled to the limit as Bob spanked me over and over again, asserting his dominance over my hiney.
*****
I think I passed out for a few moments as I awoke later on the couch next to Jared who was absently stroking my belly and playing with my milky breasts. I had cum oozing from every hole in my body and I was sore in both my pussy and ass.
"Where are they?" I asked groggily, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
"After taking care of business and dumping their seed into you, they left." He turned to me with tears in
his eyes. "I can't thank you enough for what you did. If you hadn't been here..."
I pulled him on top of me and held him close. "Don't worry," I said with a mischievous smile. "This isn't the end. We're going to get to the bottom of this. I want our farm to be free of the mob's influence."
"You think we have a chance?" He looked at me hopefully.
"Sure, I have connections." I thought about Jacob's ominous text. "We won't let them win."
"You're a gem!" he said and began peppering me with kisses. I knew exactly where this was headed.
"Does that mean I'm in?" I smiled and began rubbing his stiffening cock.
"There was never any doubt." He pulled off his clothes and mounted me.
"You!" I swatted him playfully as I felt his cock spear my hapless pussy for the second time that day. I wanted more than ever to get to the bottom of this and vowed to bring every ounce of my connections to bear to make it happen.
Knocked up and Mooing
Nikita Storm
"Oh my God, Don! They called! They said I'm in!" I shouted to my husband and danced around our small, cramped apartment. I couldn't believe that they actually called me back. I'm going to be a movie star! Oh my God, Oh my God!
"That's nice, dear," my grumpy husband said, not even taking his eyes off the paper. Ever since he'd lost his job, he'd become a miserable grouch. That's why I decided with no money coming in, I might as well go for my dreams - right? I'd only ever acted in one play, but it was enough to fuel my life-long passion. I was born to act.
I held my head up high and strutted around the room, picking up dishes and doing my wifely duties. Soon, I was going to leave this life behind and become the famous actress that I knew I could be. Not only was I going to be famous - but rich, too. And then I could hire a maid to do all this dirty work.
As I was finishing up with the dishes, Don came into the kitchen and put his dirty dishes in the sink. "Did they say what part you'd be playing?"
I sighed in frustration - why couldn't he have given me his dishes before I started? "Well, uh..." I tried to think back to what the director said. "Something about a cow. Don't say it!" I pointed at him.
"I didn't say a word," he mocked, throwing his hands up in the air.
Dammit! I was going to make it. I'm sure some of the greats started out with shitty roles. If I had to start my illustrious acting career as a cow, I was determined to be the best cow I could possibly be.
An hour later, my husband - bless his hardened little heart - called out from the living room, "Would you stop that infernal mooing? I'm sure that you'll have no trouble remembering your lines."
I couldn't help it. I was so wound up that I called my best friend, Janet and we talked for hours, even pouring over everything we could get our hands on about cows. By the time I was ready to hit the sack, I felt as if I was the foremost authority on cows. Of course, I even dreamed about the Godammed animals.
This was going to be a hell of a week.
*****
After a harrowing, cow-filled week, I dragged myself out of bed and headed down to the set. Fortunately, it was only an hours drive away. I still didn't understand how I was going to play a cow - and at this point, I was too afraid to ask. Wouldn't it have been cheaper just to rent a cow or something? Were they going to have me put on a silly costume?
The questions danced and swirled in my head and I was an emotional wreck by the time I pulled into the makeshift parking lot.
"Name, please?" The bored-looking security guard asked.
"Marjorie. Marjorie Bell." I puffed out my large chest as he flicked through some papers.
"I don't see -- oh, wait, you're the Hucow," he said, eying me up and down.
"The what?" I asked. I wasn't familiar with that term. I had memorized every type and kind of cow out there, but that wasn't one.
"Uh...it means Human Cow. Your director will explain further. Just follow the road and take your first right." He pointed out of the security booth.
Hearing that word 'Hucow' gave me chills for some strange reason. I gulped down my nervousness and followed his directions, coming upon a motley crew of assorted other actors and actresses. I got a very weird vibe about these people, but I climbed out of my car and introduced myself.
"Ah, the star of the set has arrived." The director clapped his hands three times. "Everybody, I want you to meet the newest member of our family, Marjorie!"
Star? I looked around bewildered as everyone began mooing in some kind of kinky initiation ritual. Before I knew it, all of them - the director included - were on the ground running around on all fours mooing at each other. Was I expected to join in this...this odd behavior.
I noticed a very tall, handsome black man leaning against the side of the make-shift house. I sidled over to him, leaving the mad cow-people to their strange ritual. "So, can you tell me just what the hell is going on here? I feel like I've stepped into the set of the Twilight Zone."
He laughed - more of a bark, really - and looked me in the eyes. "I'm just as perplexed as you."
"So you're not here for the show, then?"
"Oh, I'm here for the show. In fact, I'm your co-star." He took a sip of his soda and closed his eyes.
I studied his handsome features for a moment, before asking, "Have you seen the script?"
He nodded, his eyes still closed.
"Yeah? Can you explain what we're doing?"
His eyes snapped open. "Didn't they tell you?"
I shook my head. "All they said was something about a cow," I admitted. "Where's my costume?"
"A Hucow."
"You're the second person to say that word to me today. Mind filling me in?" I was getting a bit frustrated. The cow-people had stopped their ritualistic dance and were brushing themselves off.
"A Hucow is --"
"A Human Cow, yeah, I get that. But what exactly does that mean? Why can't they just get a regular cow?" I still had a million questions, but if I could just get these two answered, I'd feel a lot better.
He took a deep breath and let it out. "A Hucow is a woman who has been turned into humanoid cow." He put his hand up to stop my question. "Once transformed, you'll be running around much as they are, mooing and lactating and being very horny and fertile. It's the way of the Hucow."
I wanted to question him further, but my mouth was stuck in the open position and I couldn't formulate any recognizable words.
"So," he continued, "as a Hucow, you'll be the star of the film."
I started to say something, but he just grabbed a bottle of pills from the cabinet and handed one to me. "Here, take one of these and you'll understand everything. You do want the part, right?"
"Well, of course--"
"Then take this - don't worry it'll wear off after a few hours and you can go right back home to your boring, hum-drum life."
"How did you know I had a boring, hum-drum life?" I asked as I turned the innocuous-looking pill over in my hand.
"If you led an exciting life, you wouldn't have taken the part of a fucking cow." I was about to retort something, but he was smiling and I couldn't bring myself to be mad at him. The truth was, he was right. I was in a rut. My sex life was non-existent - other than what I could provide for myself - and with my husband out of a job, we were having financial worries.
"So, this little pill will change everything?" I looked up at him hopefully.
He nodded. "You'll be a new woman. Guaranteed."
"All right," I said, knocking back the pill and chasing it with soda. "I'll try it once. But if I don't like it..."
He shrugged and smiled. "No one says you have to continue."
I took a deep breath and steadied myself for the unknown. What on earth was I doing? Turning myself into a Hucow? And for what?
At first I felt nothing, but then I began to feel a slight tingle start deep inside me. I dismissed it at first, but then it grew stronger and I started to become aware of an inner heat radiating from below my belly.
"Feel
anything yet?"
I nodded. "What's happening?"
"No one really knows. It's an ancient Chinese herb that was used to increase sexual desire and fertility. Other than that..." He looked at my enlarged chest lasciviously.
"Oh my God, am I going to get pregnant?" I looked down to where he was staring and noticed that my breasts had started to become engorged and small droplets of milk were leaking through my shirt.
"Do you want to?"
I started to shake my head, but then I felt an unfamiliar tingle deep in my ovaries. Something was happening to my body and I was starting to warm up to the idea of getting knocked up. You know, all that biological clock stuff. "Yes," I whispered hoarsely.
"What?" he said, stepping closer to me.
"Yes! I want a baby," I forced myself to say louder. This was quite odd as I had never had the desire to be a mother before. But now that I was a Hucow... "What did you say your name was again?"
He took my chin in his large, black hand and raised it to look at me. "Charles." He then slowly leaned down and placed his lips on mine.
An inner fire burned brightly inside me. How dare he kiss me! I was a married woman! I thought to myself indignantly. I started to push away, but something inside me gave in to his yearning, insistent kiss. I had never even thought about kissing another man, but I was beginning to like it.
Reluctantly, I put my arms around him and pulled him closer to me. His strong, handsome body felt so good against mine. I felt so tiny in his arms. I allowed my milk-laden breasts to press up against his powerful chest and I even found myself rubbing my suddenly-horny body all over his.
"What are you doing to me?" I asked breathlessly in his ear as he ran his large, black hands all over my small, creamy body.
"You're a Hucow now," he answered as he slowly pulled off my sopping-wet t-shirt, exposing my huge, milky breasts. "Your more animal nature is coming through. Don't fight it."
