Fields of Daisies and Clover – A Hucow Story, Parts XII – XVI, Epilogue - Sex Stories

Fields of Daisies and Clover – A Hucow Story, Parts XII – XVI, Epilogue

My real priority for this last section was to try out a couple of final ideas and – most importantly – to bring this to a happy and somewhat wholesome ending. There might not be quite as much smoking hot sex as the other two parts, but I hope the ending makes up for that.

If you haven’t read the two previous postings in this storyline, you should take a look or this story will make no sense. The other parts are on my profile in the “Favorites” section (for some reason this site isn’t linking my stories under the stories section of my profile).

Enjoy!

Fields of Daisies and Clover – A Hucow Story

PART XII

“What?” I stammered, using a towel to staunch the flow of blood from the bite marks on my cock and handing a towel to Myrtle. I was grateful for the speed that cows and bulls heal. “Mad Cow Girl Disease? Is that like Mad Cow Disease?”

“Only in name,” Lyca said, bending over the prone pig girl twins. Olivia and Jenna were coming back online after the shock from the prods and both were already trying to push towards myself and Myrtle. A couple of wolves appeared and guided poor, confused Myrtle to the SUV in the driveway, pressing a towel against her bleeding cock. The pig girls began their monotone call again.

“Cock! Coooooock!” they called as more wolves converged on the scene and led them to the barn.

“What the hell is it, then?” I prompted.

Lyca sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose. “It’s a virus and it spreads among cows like wildfire. There ...

... are vaccines for it, and you are required to have your cows vaccinated within 90 days of acquiring them. But things are going so fast we just haven’t gotten around to it yet.”

“Are all my cows going to get it?”

“Probably, but it passes in a couple of days, it just makes them want to suck bull cock insatiably. If there are no bull cocks around, they’re fine. You and the milk maids should stay at our wolf den until this passes. Once the bull cocks are off the property, the cows will settle right down with nothing worse than a runny nose. By the middle of next week this should have run its course. Even though bulls and milk maids don’t get it – there’s something about producing semen that makes them immune – in a way it’s way more dangerous to them than to the cows. If a cow with MCGD latches onto a bull cock, she will not let go. When the bull runs out of jizz, she keeps sucking anyway. That can lead to ruptured testicles, and worse. There are documented cases of the bull’s internal organs being sucked out through his cock. I strongly recommend you not go image searching MCGD unless you have strong filters set. There are some grim photos out there.”

“Jesus,” I murmured. “What about the milk? Do we have to throw it out?”

“We test the milk every day, and so far all the tests have come back clean, so no. But we won’t be collecting anymore for sale until this blows over.”

The siren call of “Cooooooock!” erupted up on the hill and Ykaterina came racing down from the ...