Hucow Tales - Tiffany at the Fun Farm - Sex Stories

Hucow Tales - Tiffany at the Fun Farm

... pulling her out of the stall. “We have to save some for all of the excited clients outside.”

They continued walking down the row of stalls and Tiffany peeked in at each human cow on their hands and knees, naked with their swollen tits about to burst. All of the women seemed happy and content in their stalls mooing and swaying back and forth on their hands and knees waiting for the customers to relieve them of their delicious dairy.

They passed one human cow was pacing around on her hands and knees and groaning in what sounded like pain. It was an Asian woman about nineteen years old, with long, full boobs hanging down from her tiny frame. “What is wrong with her?” Tiffany asked.

“She is too full of milk,” he answered. “She needs the sweet release of her milk from the men outside. Her body is smaller than the others, her utters are too big. She needs to be milked more often.”

Tiffany nodded her head even though she didn’t really understand. This was all so new to her but the aching feeling in her breasts somehow made her understand. She had a deep need to feed the waiting men outside with her milk. She wanted to empty her ripe breasts and felt for the human cow in front of her. “Can I help her?” she asked. “Drink some of her milk?”

Mike shook his head no. He glanced at his watch. “It will be open soon and she’ll get all the relief that she needs and more. Those big tits will be drained faster than she can produce her savory, creamy milk.”

They came up to an ...

... empty stall and Mike swung the door open. There was nothing but hay on the ground. “This is where you will be working,” he said, motioning her in with his hand.

Tiffany stepped in and glanced down at the hay. “Can’t I get a chair or something?”

“You’ll get used to it,” he said. “Our cows like hay better. You’ll enjoy it more as you complete your transformation.”

“Transformation?” Tiffany said, whipping her head around. Her giant tits giggled in pain. They were so full. She needed to empty them. But how? “Transformation into what?”

“Never mind,” Mike said, closing the door and locking it. “Just stay there on your hands and knees and your first clients will be here soon to take care of you.” He disappeared down the hall.

What did he mean by transformation? Did her big boobs and the pills have something to do with the transformation? Her breasts were growing at an incredible rate and she was feeling her intelligence slipping the past three days since she started taking the pills. She felt more docile and all she could seem to think about was cock and having her enormous tits drained.

She leaned down on her hands and knees like Mike had told her to. She felt wetness on her shirt. “Oh darn,” she said as she glanced down at her new blouse that she bought for her first day on the job. It was drenched. Her nipples were leaking again and it soaked through her bra and covered her shirt. I better dry it before the clients come in.

Tiffany pulled her blouse over her ...