First Time Hucow Milking: Fertile Bimbos and Creamy Transformations (Steamy Hucow Breeding Stories Book 2)

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Jessica rolled her eyes as I watched the hucow thank the waitress and go take a seat at a table. She took care as she sat down to let her large breasts rest on the table before her. She looked up and caught me watching her, though before I had a chance to react she glanced away with a bored expression.

Uh...' I hesitated at the question. I wasn't even sure about having them changed yet. But as I watched her continue to play with her clit my will weakened and I stood up. I undid my belt and pulled my pants down, letting my strained erection free. I wanted to ask if I could come and watch, being completely curious about the whole process, but meeting Hayley would have to suffice. The hucow's children. You'll soon find that we use a different dialect here.' She stopped and turned her body toward mine. Her large breasts swung around with weight before she cupped them in both of her hands. 'See, these aren't breasts, they are udders, much like what cows had. Udders are large and produce milk constantly whereas breasts are much smaller and don't. So, we have taken to using the term udders for us hucows.' My silence must have been telling as she looked over her shoulder at me with a knowing smile. Her eyes dropped to my pants and she let out a giggle. I looked down and suddenly realised I had a visible tent forming. Oh, you're the bull in training!' she said, suddenly bursting into a toothy smile as she noticed my clothes.Don't worry, that's natural. I swear we could start a bet amongst the staff here as to when a visiting man pitches his first tent. Now up ahead here is the nursery-'

I've never... I mean I've only ever seen the bull's balls here. Could I see yours before they... change?' She grabbed her large nipples between her thumb and forefinger. 'And these are teats rather than nipples. They are far larger, perfect for fitting into the milking machine. And what you were staring at before is my rump. No real reason for that, hucows just have wider hips than normal women, so we felt like adopting the term.' Through her reposition her pussy came into view. I tried to keep my eyes on her, though I did briefly notice that her clit was quite bulbous and a deep red. Was she really horny, or had it grown too like her teats? She cupped her right udder lovingly with her free hand before pointing to what looked like a massage table in the corner. Large clear cups were attached to the underside with tubes leading from them into a machine beneath it. I stood there thinking as I watched Hayley. There were so many more questions about what going forward involved, but I felt that there would be no end to those questions. The only thing I could be sure of was saying no meant that I wouldn't see Hayley again. I already wanted to see more of her after just this short meeting.She's ready to give you everything you need - Your cow is here to cater to YOUR every need. Even though it's her first time breeding she is 100% ready to do everything in her power to succeed. . .and her success is YOUR pleasure! Get walked through each step of the breeding session with lots of fat chat & jiggling to keep your attention! It's HuCow breeding season and it's time to breed your prized cow. . .But don't worry, she's here to guide you through each part of the breeding process - guaranteeing your satisfaction! I looked down and saw what she was referring to. Two milk stains lined my shirt where her teats had rubbed into me. 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.' I stepped through the front doors and into the cool foyer of the building. A women sat behind the reception desk, the only person in sight.

All right, I think I get it,' I said, savouring the chance to take in all of her body without reproach.You'll get used to it fast.' She shot another smile at me. I'll admit, the warmth of her smile did ease my nerves. Oh wow,' I said, looking at her udders. They were as large as the other hucows here. 'So it doesn't take long to... develop.' Before explaining what a bull is, there's more to a hucow's physiology. An immature hucow, like me, only produces about eight gallons a day, but a mature hucow can produce up to ten gallons. The more milk we can produce, the better for all the people we're feeding.' Oh, please, Ethan. If you stay on with us I'll see more than that,' she said, cheerily. 'I see you two have gotten to know each other.'