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She inserted a finger into her wet hole, delighting in the feeling. The thought that her next breeding wouldn't be too far off brought the lust haze into her mind. She smiled, egging it on. She imagined being brought in to the bull's pen. The scent of cum in the air. All would result in this big belly she had right now. The cotton balls filled the recesses of her mind, growing more and more.
Just a little more, she thought, then she could let her other side out. She had come to appreciate it over time. There was a symbiosis between her two selves. One that she shouldn't fight. It was a part of who she was. A part that was equally as integral in the creation of the two little lives growing within her.
She quickened her pace, finding all the right spots in her pussy to bring her closer to orgasm. And as she drew near, she let go, letting her lust take her over, feeling her mind go blank in a sea of lust.
She let out a loud moan as she shook with orgasm, her other self continuing to rub her pussy with bestial vigour, determined to rub it raw. Deep down within the confines of her mind, her conscious self enjoyed every glorious minute of it.
- COMMENTS
Anonymous5 months agoAs previously mentioned by a commenter, you could have Melissa going further into the opposite, making her intelligence go down even further. After years as hucow and the same routine for decades, her brain got so specialized there are only Pavlovian reflexes. Going straight from stimuli to action, without a thought in-between.
Adding to this theme, you can make her more resemble an animal. The more you spend time as a hucow, the more you resemble a cow: spots appearing on your skin, little horns popping up, the eyes growing a little further apart (this one would fit the stupid face look), maybe the skull changing form as well, hoofs forming.
If your are still writing the series, I'm excited to see any future chapter and how it develops.
Anonymous8 months agoI keep wondering what becomes of the hucows at the end of their usefulness? Is there a hucow abatoir?
Anonymous10 months agoGiven that newer generation of hucows become dumber, it would be interesting to see how with time the brain becomes atrophied/rotten as an opposite of this story. Melissa seemed to retain initially some glimpses of past life, intelligence, but with the lack of use the brain could get atrophied/rotten and becomes smaller, Melissa becoming physically incapable of any higher thought with every year. Only the areas related to sleep, eating and mating remain the same or increase in size while the others become peanuts and vestigial. After a few decades, she would be just a sort of biological object moved only be instinct and reflex with rare "glitches" from the vestigial brain parts.
Anonymous11 months agoWow! Just recently have found this series and I love it! I hope it gets continued. I have read all of them over the last couple days. I look forward to reading more of your past and future works. As others have said I would love to see 1375's story end in an amazing way that I know you could give her.
Anonymous11 months agoIt would be nice to wrap the story of 1375. Some interesting ideas if you ever are interested in exploring: old woman coworker visiting the farm while 1375 is in her last years/days. Contemplating and comparing their lives: how she got a family, got to visit places and experience a lot of things while Melissa remained a mindless breeding machine in the same pen, how much more of her life she spent as a hucow. Also comparing the lack of stress and exploring if it was worth it.
Idea 2: exploring 1375's stats, number of breedings, gallons of milk produced, number of offsprings, offsprings returning to join farm etc. She is the star hucow with the world record on most/all stats and the farm will decide to focus on her lineage since it produces the most results.
Idea 3: Melissa having one last short moment of clarity before her passing, contemplating her hucow life. Could be blamed on the serum not expecting to work for so many years of service. After her passing, maybe the farm decides to turn her into a stuffed animal to celebrate the star hucow and put her on display.
I hope you revisit this series in the future and I excited for any new chapter.
Anonymous11 months agoThese stories are interesting and well written, but I don't understand why women would want to turn themselves into mindless vegetables. I could understand if they traded a life of stress and financial worries for one of carefree sex and orgasms. However, these women can no longer think, understand language, have memories or enjoy their new life. They have, in effect, committed mental suicide. It's also been pointed out their offspring is dumbing down the population over generations of breeding hucows on these drugs.
