I looked around the milking room, at the 4 women all hooked up to their machines, and was so aroused that I couldn't keep my hand off my cock. They were on all fours, each with amazingly large and full breasts, and I watched in delight as the machines hooked to their nipples sucked and stimulated their nipples. Each woman was hooked up to a tank and would not be allowed to leave until they had hit their quota.
The manager had left me with the instruction book for the milking machines, and had told me of my other responsibilities. I was supposed to finger the women while they were milked, to increase the quality and flavor of the 'harvest', and each of the hucows looked at me longingly, wanting me to bring them to orgasm.
There was a tray of four needles on a rolling cart, and my instructions had been clear. I was to inject each nipple with the growth hormone after the first milking session, massage the hucow's breasts, and then hook the machine back up for the second milking. It sounded like it was going to be a busy first night, but a type of busy that I was highly interested in.
I moved the cart by the first hucow, a full figured blonde with tits that nearly hung to the floor beneath her. I put on my gloves, applied a liberal amount of lubrication, and used my left hand to spread her labia. She was already very wet, and she moaned and let a low husky groan escape her as I pressed two of my fingers into her.
"More, please..."
I looked over her curvy body, excited by this woman's willingness to surrender to the hucow lifestyle, and switched from two fingers to four. She sighed in pleasure, but I could tell she wanted more still. I fully removed my fingers, re-lubed my hand, and began to press it back inside of her. There was a satisfying popping sensation as my entire hand worked deep into her hucow vagina.
She arched her back, and for the first time I noticed the name tag hanging from her neck. Rebecca.
"Do you like that, Rebecca?"
She nodded, biting her lip, as I slowly moved my hand back and forth inside of her. The other hucows were watching us, longing for their turns, and I was having more fun at a job than I had ever had before. The manager had told me to use them, within reason. Everything was to be consensual, clean, and nothing was to interrupt the flow of milk.
I placed the lubed thumb of my left hand against her asshole, making a slow circle over her sphincter, letting her know my intentions. Rebecca nodded, arching her back a little further, which brought her ass up higher in the air. I worked my thumb slowly into her rectum, and before long I was fucking both of her holes. She was loving it, rocking with me. She started breathing heavily, huskily, as I rammed my arm deep into her pussy and fucked her asshole with my thumb.
"Oh God! I'm Coming! Fuck my hucow pussy! Ruin my hucow ass!"
I picked up speed, getting rougher in my motions, as she came. She squirted, covering me in it, as her body convulsed. She even let out a loud moo, which turned me on mightily. She really was a hucow, needing me to help her make her milk. I was hard in my pants, pressed tightly against my jeans, wanting so badly to whip my cock out.
The manager said I could fuck them, as long as it was consensual, but I wanted to wait until later, when I was more than horny. I pulled my hand out of her glistening hole, removed my gloves, and went to wash my hands. My clothes were soaked, so I removed them. My cock jumped out of my pants as they fell to the floor, and the hucows who could see it were moaning loudly. They weren't sluts; it was the hormones in the injections. It made them horny during the milking process, and it was my job to alleviate that.
I hadn't brought anymore clean clothes, so I decided just to go about my job naked. It wasn't like the ladies would mind. I considered myself athletic, with short brown hair and blue eyes. I was toned, but not overly bulky with muscle. My cock measured in at 7 1/2 inches, large hanging balls, and completely shaved.