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

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

... want to send them to the cow pounds – we’re trying to shut those horrible things down - so...”

“So what I think you’re saying,” Lyca interrupted. “Is they need a good bull and a good farm.”

“How many more can I take on?” I asked Lyca. “You told me I was already getting close to maxing out. I thought that was why I had a horse cock? Plus, what about these sheep and pig girls? They’re not cows, are they?”

“Pig girls and sheep girls are variants of cow girls,” Lyca replied. “Pig girls are, well, a lot curvier than cow girls, they have heavy hips, wide asses, and pregnant-looking stomachs that hold huge amounts of milk. They produce a lot of milk, but unless their diet is just right, it can be a lower quality. They were called pig girls before science knew they were just variants of cow girls – and they were called pigs because they were so chunky and because when they are aroused, milk from their belly comes out all their orifices – making a mess. Pig girls also have a mild skin condition. There is a special kind of mud that works best for them and they need to cover themselves in in a couple times a week. If we bring pig girls onto the farm, they will need a pig girl sty where we keep their special mud baths. You’ll love fucking pig girls, especially muddy pig girls. Sheep girls produce less milk, but their patch of fur runs all the way from just above their clit up to their collar bone. The fur is soft and warm and can be made into some amazing garments – and it is ...

... incredibly valuable. But let me emphasize again, these are all just variations on cow girls.”

“That’s a lot to digest,” I said. “But I still don’t understand how I can take on more cows if I am already maxing out.”

Lyca just smiled. “You leave the logistics to us wolves. If you’re willing to take them on, we will find a way to make it work. Let’s start out by meeting these other candidates, just give me a few minutes to make a couple of calls first.”

She stepped away to the side and talked on her phone while the deputy, Alina, Shawna, and I sat there quietly waiting for her return. My head was spinning. This was a lot of information to digest, especially after the anticipation and excitement the previous night had left us all feeling a little spent. I had no idea how Lyca was going to make this work. But I had seen enough from the wolves up to this point that I felt confident she had something up her sleeve that would work out.

And, frankly, I had come to trust Lyca. She had always kept my best interest at heart and delivered what she promised. That meant a lot after some of the shenanigans my mother-in-law and grandmother had pulled.

Finally she returned. Alina, Shawna and I climbed into my car, while Lyca and the Deputy hopped into his cruiser and pulled out.

It only took a few minutes to get to a Holiday Inn Express out by the throughway.

“We’ve got them all their own rooms for now, and they were able to spend the night in comfort for the first time in ...