Fields of Daisies and Clover – A Hucow Story, Parts VII - XI
Date: 9/19/2023,
Categories:
Fiction
Anal
Body modification,
Fisting,
Lactation,
Male Domination,
Oral Sex
Transgendered,
Author: JackDRipper
... who was still sorting out all her feelings from just having been turned into a milk maid, was practically in shock.
“My bull, I...my cock...I don’t want to show it around my bull...but she...”
I knew there was no way Myrtle could withstand this suction-like action of Olivia’s lips on her brand new milk maid cock.
“It’s okay, Myrtle. I don’t know what’s going on, but it’s okay to let it out,” I said.
I slapped Jenna hard, then slapped her again. I punched her, then grabbed her tits and squeezed them hard. Nothing stopped that oral onslaught on my cock.
What the fuck…?
Then I did the only thing I could think of at the moment.
“HELP!” I screamed.
Lyca and her betas, who had been talking to one of the contractors over by the pasture looked in my direction.
“Fuck!” she shouted. “Xana – get the prods!”
She started running towards me and Myrtle, the pig girls still firmly attached to our cocks. Xana raced to the wolves’ SUV parked in the driveway. As Lyca reached me, ...
... Xana reached the SUV.
While cows and bulls are bulky, powerful, but not very athletic, wolves are lithe, fast, and full of finesse. In a movement that could have been a scene out of an action movie, Xana whipped a pair of cattle prods out from a black case in the SUV and sent them spinning in a perfect arc towards Lyca, who snatched them out of the air and in a fluid zapped Jenna and Olivia.
The pig girls jerked up and fell backwards stunned. Xana appeared with handcuffs and slapped them on the twins.
“Fuck,” Lyca said, looking down at the prone pig girls. “This is what happens when we try to move too fast bringing cow girls into a new farm. Fuck me for not being more careful about protocols. Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
“What?” I said, rubbing my cock that was still sore and bleeding a little from where the pig girl bit into it when the prod hit her. “What’s going on?”
“Fuck,” Lyca repeated. “We need to quarantine the farm. We’ve got an outbreak of Mad Cow Girl Disease.”
[TO BE CONTINUED]