Seeing the stalls

Sarah's grip on my arm is strong. She looks so fit and strong, I doubt I could escape her hold even if I tried my hardest. But I don't want to escape, I want to be hers to do as she sees fit. My whole body throbs in anticipation.

She leads me to the hucow section of Miss Della's Farm. There, we arrive to a large industrial-looking barn. Farmhands are loading up large cannisters onto a pickup, and they stop their work when they spot us. They leer at me, some licking their lips and one girl even whistles. They're all muscular and tall, like their head farmhand.

I can already hear the hucows from outside. A choir of moans and bovine moos reach my ears, making me perk up with keen interest.

"You can hear them, can't you?" Sarah whispers against my ear. Her voice sends electric shocks down my spine, feeling my entire being with dreadful desire.

"Those are..." I swallow the lump that was in the process of forming in my throat. "Those are the hucows?"

"Yes. And by the sound of it..." We stop moving, and Sarah props up a hand next to her ear. A grin appears over her face. "One of the cows is being bred. Clover."

I hear the distant moans of the hucows, but I'm not as attuned to their voices as Sarah is. To me, it all just sounds like a bunch of women in bliss. And I really want to join them.

Sarah starts moving again, pulling me with her into the hucow barn. The first thing we see inside are massive glass jars. White liquid splashes within, fed by dozens of pipes connected to the top of the jar. My eyes follow the pipes, and then open wide when I see the row of cattle in their stalls.

Sarah pulls me harshly, bringing me towards the closest girl. The hucow is mooing softly, eyes rolling in her head. Before I notice anything about her face, my eyes are drawn to her enlarged veiny breasts, and the pumps strapped over her fat nipples. I didn't know boobs could be this large.

My eyes slowly move up from the pumped tits. She's wearing a collar with a large cowbell. Further up, I see her large glossy pink lips, and an adorable nose with a large septum piercing. She had long black hair tied back in a ponytail, and wears a headband with little cow horns.

"This is Daisy," Sarah says, her hand moving from my arm to my shoulder. "Look how happy she is. Udders getting milked, holes filled, head empty... She's got everything she could ever need."

I gulp loudly. "H-Holes filled?"

Sarah's hand moves onto the back of the neck. "Our cattle are always stimulated during milking sessions." She moves me towards the back of the stall, where I see the fucking machine penetrating Daisy's cunt and asshole, as well as the vibrating wand against her clit. My own clit trembles with anticipation at the sight of Daisy's toys.

A loud moan echoes through the barn, and Sarah's grip tighten. She pulls me forward, through a long corridor filled with hucows getting milked. So many pretty woman, so many huge boobs getting pumped...

And then we get to Clover, a chubby Latina woman with curly hair and tan skin. Her enormous breasts are getting milked, but that's not what catches my attention. I am enthralled by the sight of the naked farmhand standing behind clover, fucking her relentlessly.

The tall buff futa is really going at it, pounding Clover's ass and spanking her every couple of strokes. She grunting as she fucks the hucow, and I see beads of sweat running down her muscular torso.

And then, I feel Sarah's hand on my ass. "You'll make such a good hucow," she whispers in my ear.