Sarah Bell, the hucow trainer

I've watched and read so much hucow porn, hentai, and erotica, it's ridiculous. There's no way I would choose any of the other trainers if Sarah can make my dream of becoming a submissive hucow a reality.

"I really want to be a hucow," I assert, looking directly into the tall Black woman's hungry eyes.

Sarah takes a step forward, and then turns to face the other trainers. "What can I say? Bitches love becoming dumb milk tanks!"

There's something oddly exciting about seeing her gloat to the other trainers. She's obviously proud of her work, and of how attractive it is to subby pets like me. I like that she's happy to have me under her control, and it makes me want to be a good barn girl for her.

When she approaches me, the height difference becomes even more noticeable. I have to crane my neck back to meet her gaze, and she gives me a huge confident smile. She's gorgeous.

"Come on, cattle, let's show you your stall."

She puts emphasis on the words cattle and stall, to remind me of my place as her submissive livestock. I don't understand how a simple sentence can make me feel so fucking aroused.

She grabs me by the arm, and leads me out of the building. She walks with her back straight, her eyes darting towards the other lead farmhands, and she walks slowly; She wants them to watch us, to see little old me being led by my new mistress. I feel like arm candy. Bovine arm candy, but still.