Hucow Training

I can not believe what I'm reading ...

'Hello my dear Emily, my name is Carl and it is a pleasure to meet you tonight. I run an experience business, much like the flying or driving experience but mine are more adult themed. Chris has provided me with a little background between you and he, some of your shared fantasies and possibly some that he thinks you have.

Please do not be concerned, this is a professional business that I have been running for years. You are 100% in control, unless you choose not to. Our twenty-first century lives are rushed and predictable, let me help bring some surprise and excitement to you.

1. I take you to a restaurant in town. A wonderful table is booked for a fantastic lunch with Chris. I will wait nearby and await your summon. I will be your luxurious transport for the remainder of the day.
2. Chris has told me you know what a hucow is. I have a milking parlour that I believe you would like you to see. There will be no activities in his experience, just a feast for your eyes. You will be provided normal food and drink, and we will return here in a few hours. Your eyes will be opened, maybe this is all you want at this stage.
3. We will visit the same milking parlour as above but you will be expected to participate. Yes you will become a hucow. Other participants of this experience may be there and may witness and even join you in your experience. This will last for around 8 hours so you will be home safe and sound early evening. Do you want to try something new?
4. You let me decide 100% what happens for the next 24 hours. Your safe word will be 'BBQ', this experience will be the ultimate hucow experience. This is a chance of a lifetime, do you dare?

To ensure you understand you are in control of this decision I will assume option 1 if I don't receive cards. In fact, we are already on our way to experience 1 and will arrive likely within the next 15 minutes. Chris has taken care of all family matters and will 100% support your decision and may or may not be present at certain parts of your experience.

I hope you enjoy this experience, please pass Chris the card when you are ready."

I slowly raise my eyes to meet Chris's gaze. My heart is pounding, is this for real. I go to speak but find my mouth dry, unable to make a sound. A deep swallow "Chris, what the hell, I mean Oh My God really?" he just smiles back at me.

"Which option babes?"

"You know what's on here? You know what this is about? I can't do any of these ... they're just filth." waving the letter at him. I feel a tear in my eye "How could you, and letting other people .." I let it trail off.

"Love, I know you, I know what you like, don't deny this. Live a little, let yourself go. Take this opportunity to be someone, something else. You'll love it .... if you're honest with yourself you know you will."

We make eye contact from across the car. The distance feels like miles away. This is all on me, I can feel it.

"I'll support and enjoy whatever we do. I expect you'll enjoy some of these even more than you'll ever admit." he continues.

"But hucow ..." I whisper. He just smiles back at me. I look down at the 4 postcards. I certainly don't need to read the options again. Something deep inside me is ready to click, is that rage, excitement, lust or ....

I finger through the cards, time passes, my mind wonders replaying Chris's words.