The Slutty Farm Cow (Part 1)
Hucow Lactation Age Gap Milking Breast Feeding Adult Nursing Age Difference XXX Erotica
Romance, Erotica, Paranormal, M&, BDSM
| Author: | Bessie Hucow | ISBN: | 1230002338699 |
| Publisher: | Bessie Hucow | Publication: | May 24, 2018 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Bessie Hucow |
| ISBN: | 1230002338699 |
| Publisher: | Bessie Hucow |
| Publication: | May 24, 2018 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Jenny is a self-proclaimed slut. She’s also a Hucow. After taking something at a party, she wakes up to find that she has a leaky problem that even a plumber can't fix. Frantically, she calls her best friend, Lindsey, over for advice and support.
Lindsey helps her accept her new Hucow status and ushers her into the Hucow world by teaching her the ways of the Hucow. How will Jenny react when she finds out that her friend has contacted a local farmer who wants to sample her wares and put her to work on his Hucow farm? Will he take her hard and without protection?
Take a quick peek inside for a hot preview! This is a sizzling story that you’ll not want to miss.
Excerpt:
I admit it. I'm a certified Hucow slut. I've had this "lactation situation" for as long as I can remember. I think it started that night at a rave when I had just turned eighteen and someone slipped me an unknown pill. I thought it was just the usual, but became confused when nothing happened. Maybe I just got a hold of a bad pill or something, so I asked for another one. Still nothing happened and I went home kinda miffed. You know?
That night, however, I awoke completely drenched. Thinking maybe I pissed myself or something, I turned on the light only to see milk. At least I thought it was milk. I smelled it, tasted it - you know, for science! I didn't understand where it could be coming from. I wasn't secretly pregnant or anything (at least I was pretty sure I wasn't!)
Then it hit me. I felt the tightness in my breasts and ran to the bathroom and to my horror (which later became delight), I saw that my small, perky breasts had become enlarged and engorged with milk. What the hell? I wondered to myself as my heart began to race. How did this happen?
My breasts ached so badly from being full of milk that I had no choice but to empty them right there in the sink. I will admit that I cried. My first thought was that I'd somehow gotten pregnant, even though none of this made any sense in that context.
As I frantically massaged and expressed my engorged breasts, I thought about my options. The first thing I was going to do was get a pregnancy test. I wasn't ready for a kid at the moment, so I hoped it wasn't that.
The test had come back as negative - thank goodness, but that still didn't answer my question: how did this happen?
I called up my best girl-friend in the middle of the night and told her that she had to come over right this minute that it was an emergency. She said I was kidding, right? I told her that I needed her and that I wouldn't be bothering her if it wasn't urgent.
Jenny is a self-proclaimed slut. She’s also a Hucow. After taking something at a party, she wakes up to find that she has a leaky problem that even a plumber can't fix. Frantically, she calls her best friend, Lindsey, over for advice and support.
Lindsey helps her accept her new Hucow status and ushers her into the Hucow world by teaching her the ways of the Hucow. How will Jenny react when she finds out that her friend has contacted a local farmer who wants to sample her wares and put her to work on his Hucow farm? Will he take her hard and without protection?
Take a quick peek inside for a hot preview! This is a sizzling story that you’ll not want to miss.
Excerpt:
I admit it. I'm a certified Hucow slut. I've had this "lactation situation" for as long as I can remember. I think it started that night at a rave when I had just turned eighteen and someone slipped me an unknown pill. I thought it was just the usual, but became confused when nothing happened. Maybe I just got a hold of a bad pill or something, so I asked for another one. Still nothing happened and I went home kinda miffed. You know?
That night, however, I awoke completely drenched. Thinking maybe I pissed myself or something, I turned on the light only to see milk. At least I thought it was milk. I smelled it, tasted it - you know, for science! I didn't understand where it could be coming from. I wasn't secretly pregnant or anything (at least I was pretty sure I wasn't!)
Then it hit me. I felt the tightness in my breasts and ran to the bathroom and to my horror (which later became delight), I saw that my small, perky breasts had become enlarged and engorged with milk. What the hell? I wondered to myself as my heart began to race. How did this happen?
My breasts ached so badly from being full of milk that I had no choice but to empty them right there in the sink. I will admit that I cried. My first thought was that I'd somehow gotten pregnant, even though none of this made any sense in that context.
As I frantically massaged and expressed my engorged breasts, I thought about my options. The first thing I was going to do was get a pregnancy test. I wasn't ready for a kid at the moment, so I hoped it wasn't that.
The test had come back as negative - thank goodness, but that still didn't answer my question: how did this happen?
I called up my best girl-friend in the middle of the night and told her that she had to come over right this minute that it was an emergency. She said I was kidding, right? I told her that I needed her and that I wouldn't be bothering her if it wasn't urgent.
