Fields of Daisies and Clover – A Hucow Story, Parts VII - XI - Sex Stories

Fields of Daisies and Clover – A Hucow Story, Parts VII - XI

I hope you are enjoying this strange world of cow girls, bulls, wolves, and other interesting entities. Part XI is the last part I have created up to this point. I hope to wrap this story up with a final posting sometime in October, or early November at the latest.

One more note: For some reason, none of my stories are showing up in the story part of my profile. I do not know why. So I have favorited my own stories to get them to show up in my profile. My faves are my own stories.

Enough babbling. Enjoy the story!!!

Fields of Daisies and Clover – A Hucow Story

PART VII

The rest of Sunday afternoon was uneventful. The cows milked, I filled them with bull juice, I made Bibi take her bull juice from Alina’s cunt and Lucy’s ass - plus all the other usual stuff.

And I fantasized about turning my mom into a cow...soon...

Monday morning, Lyca arrived bright at early at 8:00. The cows had just sleepily wandered out for their morning milking, coffee in hands, and I was staring out the kitchen window, ready to go fill their preferred holes with bull come as soon as they were done milking.

Lyca was incredibly cheerful. She burst into the kitchen and gave me a big hug, sliding her hand into my robe and stroking my cock. I twisted a tight, pierced wolfen nipple underneath her thin white tank top.

“So what’s got you so fired up?” I asked.

“This afternoon we take you through your first inspection, and we’re expecting the ranch buildings to arriving today as ...

... well.”

The wolves and their contractors had laid a series of foundations around the farm for cow housing, cam studios, the cow bar, and other cow farm functions. The plumbing and electrical were run and poised for the buildings to arrive. The wolves’ project plan called for a lot of stuff to be live just a few days after the buildings arrived. I was skeptical for their ability to do everything at once, but they were the experts. And frankly, I couldn’t wait. Once the cow bar was open, my mom was going to join the herd on stage in front of an in-person and live-streamed audience. Slipping my big bull cock into her deep cow ass for the first time was going to be earth-shakingly hot. The thought sent a surge through me...

“Right,” I replied to Lyca, bringing my thoughts back to the day at hand. “I watched the inspection videos. I’m looking forward to it. But why wait until this afternoon if you’re here at the crack of dawn?” I asked, giving her nipple another tweak. She slapped my hand away playfully at first, but then pulled off her tank so I could fondle her some more.

“We’ve got three cow girl candidate interviews this morning. If they are interested, we can convert them before the inspection. That way we will be able to inspect all the herd without you adding a couple more the cows the day after inspection – besides maybe your mom. Less paperwork.”

“Are these the candidates from the farmers market?” I asked.

She nodded. “They’ve already gotten a look at your cock ...