All players are over eighteen years old.
Thanks to oldevan7 for some good ideas.
A tale of pure fantasy.
Adam Gorstone was working his Saturday job at the local supermarket. He hated his job--it was sucking his lifeblood away. Tonight would be a turning point for the eighteen-year-old's life.
His last customers were leaving the store, so he could leave, and he entered the supermarket parking lot. His orange Mini Cooper was parked in the far corner under the streetlights. He was going to meet up with a few friends in the local village to catch up.
Normally about, there were some sexy BBW MILFs coming and going to and from the supermarket. He saw a small woman walking around as if she was looking for something, then she saw Adam, and headed over towards Adam.
With permed, shoulder-length, black hair partially covering her face, she looked at him and smiled, "Hope you can help me, I am being followed by a stranger. Could you help me?"
"Where is he?" Adam asked her.
"Across the road," she replied, in a softly spoken voice.
Adam looked across the road, On the corner, stood a tall figure, around six feet tall, about the same height as Adam. "Okay, I'm going to call the police. If you want, get in my car and I will take where you want to go."
Adam opened the passenger side door to let her in; she was wearing a somewhat-baggy fur coat covering her figure. He called the police, telling them that there was a stranger on the corner, and he looked like he was going to do something. Then, he turned around and got in his car.
The small woman put her seatbelt on, and then put her hand on Adam's thigh, lightly brushing this cock in his pants. "My name is Bindi." she said, as she looked at him, fluttering her doll-like blue eyes at him.
Adam was trying to concentrate on the road, but he could not believe it when she started to grope his cock in his tracksuit pants, as he pulled off the road into a deserted bypass.
She leaned over, and taking off her fur coat, revealed that she had nothing on underneath, except a nylon-stocking bodysuit. She had the biggest breasts he had ever seen, a bit of a belly, and the biggest butt; with a tattoo of a bull on her inner thigh. Weird thing was, she started mooing.
Adam thought what a kinky woman Bindi was. Her nipples were unusually large and long, and she was lactating breast milk. Those breasts were now jiggling wildly, as she engulfed his cock, sucking on it like her life depended on it; drooling excessively, licking his shaft, and even deepthroating without gagging on it. He was in heaven, with the pleasure of her pout-red lips sucking him in.
She was humming a tune, making him want to squirt his cum deep inside her mouth. He grabbed the back of her head, and forced this thick, stringy cum deep inside her sexy mouth. She swallowed every single drop not missing any. She looked at him with her doll face, and licked the rest of cum from her lips.
He thought to himself he had heard about women like her, but he had never met a human cow, a hucow, before.
As she sat up, he bent over and sucked on her nipple, tasting her breast milk, lapping it up like a baby. His hand was fondling the other, with his fingers twisting and pulling on the nipple, making her moan and writhe on the spot. She was cumming, with juice running free down her fat thighs. She was just so turned on.
Adam texted his friends, while he was videoing himself sucking on Bindi, the hucow's nipples. He sent the video with a text.
: Three-hundred pounds each, and you can even have a gangbang party.
He could not believe his own eyes--Adam was thinking about how to use her.
Maybe that's what the shadowy figure from across the supermarket wanted. He thought, to late buddy, as he pulled her up to sitting her on his lap in the car; her boobs pressed against is windscreen, as he pumped her fat butt, her ass clenching on his cock in her dreamy pussy.
She was constantly wet between her thighs, and milk squirted from her engorged, milky breasts swinging perfectly. Mooing and grunting hard, there was a look of pure bliss across both their faces. As text came through.
: meet up at Paul's. bring her. we Transfer the money when you get here.
Adam and Bindi arrived at Paul's house. It was secluded, down a dirt road from the dual carriageway. He switched off the engine, and texted.
: We are outside. transfer the money before we come in. how many guys.
Paul texted back.
: Ten guys not including you.
Bindi was already naked, as they walked down the cobbled path leading to the front door; her enormous breasts swinging, with her lactating nipples leaving a milky residue on her breasts. Adam rapped the front door. He had his phone, and was checking his account balance. He saw he had three thousand transferred in.
Just then, Paul opened the door, and led them through to the living room, where the rest of the guys were waiting on them. All had stripped, and were ready for the gangbang party. One was sitting on the couch, recording the event, wearing a mask, their features hidden. The rest also had animal masks on, hiding their faces.
Adam pushed Bindi forward on all fours, moved her fat, piggy butt in the air, and starting fucking her butt ring. Paul slid underneath her, and put his cock in her pussy. Bindi was clenching down tight on both cocks. Then another stuck his salty cock deep in her mouth, clasping the back of her head.
She was fucking loving milking their cocks, her hands wanking the others, as they changed position every few minutes to keep their rhythm going. Adam give her an anal creampie, which began leaking from her butthole between her cheeks and thighs.
As Paul filled her pussy full of his cum, she kept squirting, her sloppy pussy being constantly wet. She was mooing and grunting hard against Adam and Paul. She was being totally taken, and she wanted even more.
The figure filming, got up and took out a couple of breast pumps from a small box beside them. Two male figures picked her up, and took her outside into a cow shed and strapped her into a cow-milking machine. She was bent forward, with those pumps attached to her nipples and then to tubes--her breasts were being milked. She could not move, she was a breeder hucow.
This hucow breeding farm was owned by Paul's father, as he took his mask off, and was staring at Adam.
"Mister Jones," Adam muttered, in shock.
"Welcome to the Downs Farmstead. This was a test, and you my boy, have passed. Paul was telling me about the girls you like--big, jiggling breasts and swinging hips. Here, we breed human cows and sell their milk on the Dark Web for a lot of cash."
"Bindi was one of mine. We used her to see if she could bring you to us. It was me you saw in murky shadows across the street from your car; we told Bindi what do and say."
Adam looked totally confused about everything.
Mr. Jones continued talking, "We give them a pill, which will help their nipples keep lactating breast milk, and makes her pliant to our needs; plus, it triples their cup sizes."
