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

... to be a hundred feet across. I had seen this a week before, but to the cows this was a first. The tiered benches were full of people clad in wolf skin or cow skin robes. I surveyed the crowd and down near the front I spotted three key spectators - Lucy, Angela, and Bibi. The rest of the cows were intermingled with the wolves, and everyone seemed happy and chattered cheerfully. Music boomed from a hidden speaker and some of the attendees were dancing in place.

It felt right, festive, like all the best holidays rolled into one.

The attendees had been laughing and chatting, but once the music stopped and Smash announced our presence, a hush fell across the cavern. We walked slowly to the dais and altar in the center of the room.

Lyca led the procession and positioned herself behind the altar facing the crowd. Xana and Tori stood at the ends of the altar. Helga positioned herself in front, I stood next to her. Alina and Shawna positioned themselves next to the beta wolves at the ends of the altar.

Lyca raised her hand and a deafening howl roared through the room as all the wolves called out to her in a wolf-like song. The cacophony lasted about fifteen seconds before Lyca lowered her hand and the crowd silenced.

She then pointed to Helga, and the audience cheered and clapped. Again, after fifteen seconds, she lowered her hand.

“Welcome my honored wolves. Welcome honored cows, milk maids, pigs, and sheep. Welcome most honored bull and alphas, and welcome ...

... honored guests. We are so glad you are here. Tonight is going to be a very special night that has two intertwined ceremonies. First, we welcome our beloved friend Helga into wolfhood and into our pack. And secondly we forge a bond between our wolf pack and our most beloved cow farm.”

She paused and smiled. “Tonight, the lupine and the bovine will be one. There will be milk, there will be seed, and there will be blood.”

A fresh round of cheering erupted in the hall. Lyca let it continue for a moment before raising her hand for silence. She then gestured to Helga, who removed her robe and handed it to Smash, who seemed to always be quietly and helpfully lurking nearby. Helga stood nude in front of the altar, facing the crowd, her milky cow tits hanging in front of her.

“Helga came to us as one of the cows at the Daisies and Clover Farm,” Lyca began. There was a cheer at the mention of our farm, which she allowed for a moment before calling for silence. “She was the first cow of their herd, she was smart, quick with technology, and rapidly became a key member of their herd and their operations. Unfortunately, she was not destined to be a cow for long. Her body did not adjust well to the rigors of a cow’s life, and she was sad and in a lot of pain. She decided that she did not want to be a cow any longer, but didn’t know what life would look like after cowhood. Today, we can say, that life after cowhood for Helga will be amazing.”

Another round of cheers, which Lyca ...