Hucow Tales - Tiffany at the Fun Farm - Sex Stories

Hucow Tales - Tiffany at the Fun Farm

... the cool morning air tickled Rachel’s body. Her stomach started to gurgle and she felt waves of heat flowing through her stomach. That’s weird.

Her breasts started to ache and her nipples felt so sensitive that they almost hurt when they rubbed against the inside of her bra. Mike was explaining the different areas of Hucow Fun Farm as they walked to the large barn in the distance, at the end of the property. Rachel’s vision started to spin and she was getting light headed.

“Are you okay?” Mike asked, grabbing her arm to steady her.

“I don’t feel so good,” she said, putting her head between her legs. Pictures of cocks started to flow through her mind and her pussy started to throb. All of a sudden she wanted, no needed, a cock in her. She would’ve taken one in every hole if she could. Her hand reached out and grabbed the bulge in Mike’s pants, desperate to touch his cock.

“Whoa,” he said, grabbing her wrist. “It looks like the pills are working.”

“Huh?” she muttered. What did he mean? The pills are supposed to do this. But she couldn’t process the information. All she could think about was dick. She fell to her knees and held her temples trying to clear her head. What was that pill? What are they doing to me? She glanced down at her throbbing chest and her breasts had grown more than double their natural size. In less than ten minutes!

Her nipples were so hard and long that they were poking out under her shirt and leaking! Her breasts were wet and the wet ...

... spot on the fabric was getting bigger by the second. “What is happening?” she stammered.

Mike rubbed her back. “Just try to relax and let the pill take its course. This is all normal. It will be over soon. Everything will be explained to you soon.” Rachel’s head started really spinning. She couldn’t tell the ground from the sky. Black dots started to cloud her blurry vision and then everything went dark.

Rachel woke up and a hard, long dick flashed in her mind. She licked her lips and her hand crept down to her pussy. She rubbed her clit and moaned. Where am I? She thought, looking around. She was in some kind of barn stall, on her hands and knees. Hay was strewn about the floor and she was completely naked.

Her breasts ached and her nipples throbbed. All she could think about was having them drained. She tried to push the thought out of her head and concentrate on what was going on. Why am I naked? But it didn’t feel unnatural. It felt normal to be naked and to be standing on all fours. She tried to stand up to see over the low stall but she couldn’t remember how to stand on two feet.

Rachel decided to call for help. She was going to ask for Mike. A long, guttural “Moooooooo,” came out instead of the words that she tried to say. She tried again, concentrating really hard on the pronunciation of the words. Another “moooooooo,” came out.

Mike opened the door to the stall. “Are you enjoying your first day?” Rachel shook her head, trying to clear the thoughts of cock ...