Bred & Milked: A Hucow Transformation and Breeding Story

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I hear they're all nudists there,' Jessica said. 'That they just wear clothes when they come outside.' I'm left alone now as whomever was in the stall walks out. Just walked out without me ever seeing who it was. In a way I'm glad to be alone, but my nipples are very much tingling like crazy. If only I could touch them somehow. I would even be happy if I could rub them on the ground, but I can't. Please...sir...tell me why my nipples are tingling," I ask as calm as I can. Joe smiles at this, showing he likes how behaved I'm being. Oh, you're the bull in training!' she said, suddenly bursting into a toothy smile as she noticed my clothes.

Don't worry. Everyone does the same on their first visit.' She opened the door behind her. 'Come with me and I'll show you around.'Now,' she said, beginning to walk again, her rump swinging from side to side, as if she was putting on a show for me. 'Let's go up and meet the hucow that you will be assigned to initially.' Sure enough he returned a few minutes later with all my brushes and a wet sponge. I was already munching on my breakfast. I didn't even spare him a passing glance as he knelt down to start. He washed me first with a sponge making me feel rejuvenated. Next was my hair, he brushed it and tied it up into a tight braid. I knew that meant that something good was going to be happening today. Master had told me to get lots of rest yesterday because something was going on today. Having my hair done just confirmed it. The final piece to the puzzle was my collar with my wonderful bell. Once the collar was securely attached he put on my lead and started walking me outside. I went over to my bathroom corner. Master told me all the time that I should just go wherever since the farm hands cleaned the stalls daily. I just couldn't bring myself to though. I always preferred to go to the bathroom in the same corner, out of my way when I was in my stall. As I lifted my leg to do my morning business I heard a familiar voice talk to me.

What led you to sign up here?' I asked, hoping that if I kept her talking she wouldn't notice my crotch. Meanwhile, Heartun was engaged in Gonzo journalism, immersing herself in the experience. She found a vending machine that provided her with a ‘feeding mask’ and milking cups to go over her breasts, as well as some rather severe restraints – for no apparent reason — other than degradation and submission. Mark shook his head with a laugh. 'Too long. Way too long, man. I think you'd benefit from a trip down there. Just, you know, see if they need another janitor, or something. Get to know some of the girls and see if any catch your interest.' Transmasc bunny hybrid gets gaslight gatekept crimeboss'd into becoming an unwilling producer of fur products, baby bunnies for retail sale and sexual favors. SeriesLike I said, I know it will take a while to break you," Joe says when I don't respond. He then stands up and straighten out his clothes. The way he does it is as if he has another appointment or meeting to get to. Ok, ok, I came. Alright you bastard, you made me orgasm, now stop," I pant once the orgasm comes and goes...but the vibrator is still pressed against my clit vibrating away. My breathing is extremely hard, but it's more from the humiliation that I just came in front of the old asshole than anything else. The dairy farm didn't look anything like a traditional farm. It only took the name due to its purpose. It was a large building, like any other downtown, that the hucows lived and worked in.