Hucow Tales - Tiffany at the Fun Farm - Sex Stories

Hucow Tales - Tiffany at the Fun Farm

... THREE: THE BRANDING BUKKAKE

Mike led Tiffany outside for the first time in two weeks. The bright, morning sun burned her round, brown eyes and she had to close them, and then reopen them slowly when they finally got used to the brightness. She heard cheering in the distance. She squinted and looked over towards the noise. There was a long, snaking line-up of men, ready for their morning milk. “Tiffany,” one of them called out. She recognized the man with the black pony tail as one of her regular customers. He had a small dick but he ate her ass out like a champ.

“Bring some of that milk over here!” another one called out.

Mike pulled on the leash attached to the collar tied around her neck. She kept crawling on her hands and knees as the men yelled and hollered at her. “Milk! Milk! Milk!”

“I’m thirsty!”

“Bring that creamy dairy over here!”

“Look at those utters!”

Tiffany was completely naked as usual and her massive tits were already swollen and achy even though she had spent the whole night strapped to the milking machine. Her rack swung from side to side as she crawled, aching with each movement. She looked at the lineup of guys hollering, with their hands down their pants and let out a soft, long ‘moo.’ They all cheered. It drove them crazy. How long until they would come over here and drain her gigantic jugs of her delicious, sweet dairy?

Someone in the lineup caught her eye. A woman was there. She had long blond hair, draped over her slender ...

... shoulders that trickled down onto her perky breasts. She had tight jeans on that snugged up against her shapely thighs. She was gorgeous. Is she in line for milk? Was she going to drink from Tiffany’s breasts? Tiffany licked her lips as they made eye contact but the moment was over too quick as Mike yanked on the leash.

“Let’s go cow,” he said. “We have to get this done before the gates open.” Tiffany trotted along after him. It was better to get it over with fast so that her delightful milking session could get started sooner rather than later.

He led her to an old, rusty barrel in the middle of the yard that had flames shooting out of the top. Tiffany’s eyes widened when she saw the fire. What is going to happen? Her intelligence had slipped a lot since she had been here and she no longer remembered what most words meant. She forgot how to talk and she was either docile or uncontrollably horny. It was the mysterious pills that Mike was giving her. They were transforming her into a cow. A human cow. They filled her breasts with sweet milk that replenished the second that it was sucked out, they made her pussy and asshole as tight as a virgin’s and they made her intelligence dull to the point where she no longer felt human. And the transformation was getting quicker now that Mike added a third, even bigger, pill to her daily diet. The human food no longer looked appetizing to her. She was craving grass. The transformation was definitely working.

Mike leaned down to her ...