U know so now don't be embarrassed show off and become a person that loves this many men and women love to suckle big nipples and Areolas.
I'd love to chat
I'm pumping right now in hopes of being milked in the future.If you are still around, id love to chat. 54 m uk. Please pm me
I'd love to chat about your journey. Can I pm youI'd love to chat
Yes please
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Amazing!
I sure would love to have some milk!I'm Lactating and need my Titties sucked! The more they are played with and milked the more I can produce.
Would love to milk your amazing breasts!I'd love to chat
Very hot!<sound of gate latch clicking open...>
Oh my. It seems that I've accidentally left the gate to my barnyard open... again.
Come smell my pretty flowers for a few minutes cow. The day is still young and beautiful, just like you.
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Are you tired pet? Come lay down on my sweet green grass and enjoy the sunshine warming your skin. Let your eyes gently close and your breathing slow as you soak up the sun and drift off into a lazy afternoon nap.
Enjoy your slumber cow, with your dumb bovine mind filled with simple dreams of living a bucolic hucow life under your fantasy Farmer's tender care...
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But while you're blissfully dreaming of pretty flowers, lush green grass, and fat milky teats, I'm watching you intently as I carefully—and very quietly—circle you as I walk back to the open gate.
Muffled sounds drift faintly across the barnyard from somewhere behind the tightly closed doors of my barn. The noises aren't loud enough to wake you from your bovine slumber, but they're there and I can hear them. They're a unique blend of sounds that are unmistakable to those previously familiar with them. The distant mechanical sound of pneumatic machinery operating, accompanied by the muffled sounds of hucows lowing plaintively.
I can't help but smile when I hear it. It's my symphony, and I its composer and conductor. And I currently have an open position for a new cow in the 5th stall.
If you hadn't been such a simple creature—with such uncomplicated singular focus on smelling my pretty flowers and napping in my lush green grass—you might have wondered why there were no other animals in my barnyard when you wandered through my gate.
But alas, here you are... happily snoozing and dreaming the sunny afternoon away in the green grass of my barnyard.
I'm not your dream Farmer though—at least not the kind gentle fantasy Farmer that you're dreaming about right now anyway. In fact, I'm not like the other Farmers at all. You'll learn all about that soon enough though pet.
It's obvious that you're not already branded, tagged, or otherwise marked as already belonging to another Farmer. My grin widens as the realization of what this means dawns upon me.
You're a maverick. A stray. Unmarked, unowned and unclaimed property. Available for the taking, at no cost to me other than a bit of effort. And I'm no stranger to putting some effort into acquiring and managing livestock like you.
The gleam in my eye and the bulge in my pants are obvious—had you been awake to see them—as I quietly make my towards the gate. My left hand carries a stiff well-worn leather collar, a length of coarse hemp lead rope, and a new numbered identification tag.
When I reach the gate I carefully swing it closed. The hinges are well-oiled and make no sound. My right hand deftly works the latch to securely lock it closed.
This time the noise is impossible to miss, even for a lazy napping cow.
<click!!>
Your eyes instantly fly wide open.
Now the fun starts. Well, for me anyway...
@secretSanna, thanks for the inspiration. This was just my own little hucow fantasy scenario. Please know that I didn't mean to imply that it should be yours too.
My kinky story writing skills are admittedly questionable, lol.
Something very intense and exciting and even frightening about being in the barn, in the stalls and cant just walk away
Oh don't be embarrassed, be proud, I for one love big nipples that I could suckle
I attach the milking machine, and bend you overMooo!
<Joyfully but clumsily skips into the stall, drinking thirstily from the water bowl. My small udders are bouncing along as I move.>
Let's prepare you for hucow,I'm Lactating and need my Titties sucked! The more they are played with and milked the more I can produce.
Let's prepare you, milking machine ready, on all fours, that's good, smile as your viewed
I would also like to find one.
Sounds lovely, love to helpI'd love to chat
That's the thrill and hot
Would lkve to hear your thoughts. Do you want to pm
Sure.
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