#hucow tf

[faefeedee]

the perfect breeding sow outfit 🐮🤍

[milkyhoneybee]

Need to be strapped into a milker with someone or something using my pussy, keeping me sloppy and horny while I moo

Being fed and injected with special drugs and hormones that make my tits bigger and milkier until they're massive udders that need support if I need to move away from the milker

My teats stretching further and further and thickening, still sensitive enough to make me cum easily

Once I'm finished and at optimum output, I get put up for auction, unsure who will take me and if I'll be someone's hucow sex slave, just another head of cattle on a farm, or put to work as a milk dispenser and/or cumdump

[pppppppppppt]

Ops keep getting me

[overstuffd]

🎃 Sunday Morning at the Farmer's Market 🐮

@fatguarddog's Feedist Kinktober ✨ Day 1

Transformation 🔀 x Farmer's Market 🌽

Ingredients: farmer feeder, hucow, pumpkin tf, teasing, dumbification, implied intox

Anything you're looking for in particular?

No worries at all - I get a lot of curious visitors. Yes, they're very eye catching aren't they? This years crop of pumpkins are my best ever, if I say so myself.

Yes, you can touch. This fella here's just about ready to pop so go gently. Feel how taut and tight he's stretched? It takes work to get them that swollen - in fact...

Can't have them getting empty now - would you like to feed one?

Here - my specialty pumpkin muffins. Everything a growing gourd needs, and a few extras to help keep them happy and pumpkin headed.

Here, this one's looking a little on the small side, make sure to give them a few extra treats.

I want all of them plumped up nicely before I let them go to a new home.

Ah - don't mind the noise, it's just feeding time in the livestock pen. Yes, they do get quite excited.

Just a few of my favourite dairy cows. You can try some of their product up at the stall, they'd love that - wouldn't you? It's perfect if you're keeping your own little calf or piglet at home that needs a little extra heft.

How do I get their bodies so delightfully buttery? Forgive me if I don't give away all my secrets.

Fineee - I can tell you that it's party about the feed. Making sure there's plenty, of course, but also that it's delicious and satisfying so the cows can really relax and enjoy endless grazing.

It's also about pampering those soft bodies. The better a cow they become, the more attention I need to pay to those heavy udders and hanging bellies.

And maybe most important - a good cow is built from the brain out. Before they can be good dairy stock, they need to be made fuzzy and mindless, addicted to the feeling of being stuffed and giving in to every pleasurable impulse.

You know what they say, you can taste when a farmer keeps happy animals.

Take a sip of this and tell me you can't taste the bliss.

[saphig-iawn]

Milking Her Mind Away

Since playing with her body and entwining it in my ribbons, a doll wanted to explore hypnosis with me further.

She was so inspired by so many things that we ended up having quite a list of things to possibly do, and that list is continuing to grow.

But she did decide on something, inspired by another session I did with a doll of mine, cow girl transformation.

She prepared a little outfit, a cow girl bikini stop with cow print armlets, and a cute black skirt. She had cute little cow ears and horns, and a beautiful cow print collar complete with bell.

That was when inspiration struck.

My spells are things that are woven, and they can find purchase in more places than someone's mind.

I said to the doll that I was going to weave this spell into the collar.

That the moment she feels the clasp on the buckle close-

THRUM

A deep arousal will bloom inside her, and an inescapable pressure begins to build within her chest.

Then she realises that this arousal is unlike anything else, its deep, its primal, its animalistic.

Its an arousal that has no real word to describe it because the animals that feel this deep need have no words to use.

It is just there and hungry and needing and wanting

And there it was again.

The look on the doll's face that I've come to adore.

The look of realising the power of my spell and that the point of no return is rapidly diminishing in the rearview mirror of her mind.

Perhaps when I turn her into a statue or a portrait I'll have her face held in this expression.

But the dam of self restraint within her is creaking, its groans felt deep in her bones. It can't be ignored, and it won't be. Animals operate in impulse after all. A stimulus causing an unstoppable domino run.

Her eyes darted about in the middle distance, unfocused. She's not animal, she's a person, she shouldn't be feeling this in such a raw way, but the mental gymnastics did precious little to answer why she had these basest urges ravaging her mind and her body.

Her breath was quicking, her hands were grasping and pawing needily.

She felt a precipice approaching but her words were beginning to melt in her mind. She would try to snatch something, anything to say but the words crumbled into letters and the letters into sand that fell between her fingers.

But my spell gave her something to say, something succinct, something perfect as the precipice was at her doorstep.

I could see what needed to happen dawning in her eyes, but her mind wouldn't have said it so eloquently, nor using any words because her mind only offered one thing...

To moo...

Her mind became a passanger as the cow within her began to take control, the performance of her humanity falling off her skin like satin.

Gripping her at her chest she finally mooed.

She bucked and arched in the beauty of its simple power.

She clawed at her skirt and top to start milking.

There was no mistaking that was what she was doing. All of those pesky words were now dripping out of her udders, so she couldn't even know the words for getting off.

Every stroke extracted a moo from her heart. Every moo made the arousal deeper and ravenous.

What was so beautiful was seeing her as she was on all fours milking herself.

You could see those little moments where her personality would try and shine through, like she'd spot the camera and pull a sexy face, but then her eyes would glaze over and the tongue she held out in cheekiness would hang loose as she milked just that little bit harder.

Slowly, those flashes of her would soften and wane until she was just a mindless cow, mooing and milking.

She made such a sweet batch of milk for me, and the poor thing was so spent she was barely able to hold herself up afterward.

We wound down our session with a little dollification, helping her roiling mind calm into stillness as I tended to her body.

While I adored her mindless cow girl face, seeing her so poised and focused, like a freshly sharpened blade was exquisite.

Yes-

I think I know what I'm going to do with her next.

She will look so pretty in porcelain.

(This writing is about a real hypnosis session with real hypnosis and real people. If you would like to see more writing like this, then please support me over at https://ko-fi.com/saphig, where you can also commission 1-on-1 hypnosis sessions and have your own piece of writing just like this!)

[mementofunesmori]

Very late but here's my take on BeingObscene's Do This in Your Style prompt with their adorable OC, Jess, experiencing some additional expansion.

[floweringlamb]

imagine you get the wrong pills and accidentaly begin to take cow hormones. at first your chest would only begin to feel a bit swollen but soon enough you'd be lactating non stop. your hips would also expand as now your body expects for a "bull" to knock you up. and as you try to find some new fitting clothes. you notice something off. something growing atop of your plump ass... is that a cow tail. or i guess the better quesstion you are asking yourself now is... why would you not have a cow tail if you have one now.

Much more fitting hormones than T… my brain begins to fog up and I simply think of mating with a bull and getting my swollen tits milked~ every shirt would get stained with milk and my hips would burst out of my old pants, forcing me to wear women’s clothes with room for my new curves, and my new cute tail

[faefeedee]

now tell me why the hell my partner accidentally sent this to my dasher LMFAOOO

[milkyhoneybee]

If you were my free use sexdoll I think I would turn you into a hucow sex doll. Not only for my self pleasure but also so I could increase your milk production up to a point where I can start selling your milk as a product watching as others start to get a bit more cow like with each sip.

Ohhh that would be so good!! It would be so hot having my udders optimised for maximum output and also finding out that I'm causing other people to change like me 😵‍💫😵‍💫🐄🤍

Love the idea of being objectified into stock and production numbers and having my body used for income as well as physical pleasure

[filthrabbit]

Welcome!

My name's Robin, and this month I'll be partaking in Edgevember! (My kinks and limits r also under here)

Edgevember Rules:

● For the month of November I will not cum

● I must edge at least once a day

● The length of time I'm allowed to touch myself is determined by what day it is multiplied by 5 minutes. For example, I only have 5 minutes to touch myself today. On the 30th of November, I will have 2 and a half hours.

● I must post here at least once a day to document my progress (and to make myself even grosser lol)

● Whatever is sent to me on anon (unless it is illegal material or one of my hard limits) must be used when touching myself

● If I fail and accidentally cum, I have to ask for some sort of punishment as well as I have to move one day back e.g. if I'm on day 10 and I fail, tomorrow I'll be on day 9

As of right now, my only hard limit is p3d0 stuff, otherwise you can do whatever! Make me have to update my hard limits and I will consider that a win.

As for soft limits (Stuff I don't mind but am just not into)

•V0re

•Sounding

•Gore

•Abortion stuff

You can still send this stuff to me, and I even encourage it once my mind is melted enough, I might even develop some new kinks! I'm just letting you know what to send if you want to disturb me <3

•Om0rashi (at least without release)

•Vomit

Now for the stuff I'm into!

•Filth (just general uncleanliness, grime and whatnot)

•Musk

•Armp1ts

•Feet

•Piss

•Hypn0

•Transformation

•Taboo relationships (like, in general, I don't have a preference

•CNC/

•Worship

•Corruption

•Orientation play (in any direction)

•Feminization

•Dumbification

•Patriarchy kink

I'll be sure to update this list if I remember any more, or if I develop new ones!

A final note

I probably won't interact with people too much on this site outside of anon asks, just because I worry about verifying the age of the people I'm interacting with. If you know any good way to verify people's age, let me know!

[dndbidisaster]

the feast: taking care of Al (18+ only)

Everyone in the Feast knew that because of their elevated hucow sexual experience, it was possible to become so overwhelmed with lust that you were in dire need of help. The group even had an agreed upon signal flare, a specific message to send in the group chat for anytime someone was deep in heat and needed urgent help. When your phone lit up with Al's message “⚠️🐮😩🆘💦”, your stomach fluttered with desire. You hadn't had any one on one time with Al yet, but you had been hoping for some. Helping with his heat would be the perfect opportunity to get to know him better.

You replied in the chat, brushed your teeth, and hopped in your car immediately. You knew the way well. You'd been in the Feast for a while now & had been to Al's many times before.

You wondered what kind of help Al might need and curiosity buoyed you faster around each turn toward Al's place.

You knocked on the door and Al answered. Usually, Al's sense of style was simple yet classic. Maybe a pair of workwear pants and nice Western style shirt unbuttoned over a wife pleaser. Today, he stood before you, hair mussed and eyes almost bleary, in athletic shorts and with his body hair on full display wearing wife pleaser only on top. “Thank God it's you,” he groaned, and pulled you in by the wrist. “I need you.”

Desperation strained his voice and you were already getting a halfie. You've never seen Al like this before. Even when he's horned out during a Feast, Al is reliably composed and often in charge, directing the scene or even physically guiding someone. Here he was, huge cock visible and soft in his shorts, looking at you with pure, almost pathetic desire and need. “I need you to suck me,” he breathed.

“Sure Al, whatever you need dude,” you replied, and knelt before him. Dang, right in the foyer, you thought. He's deep in heat if he can't even make it to his room or the couch. You started to tug down his waistband so that you could take his dick into your mouth. As your hands worked, Al grabbed your jaw and turned your face upward toward him.

“Not yet,” he slurred, “Milk first.” With your chin in Al's big strong hand, you noticed two dark patches on Al's shirt.

You let out a low whistle. “Damn Al, you're soaked,” You licked your lips, stood, and allowed Al to pull you by the wrist to his room.

There, he had a milking stand. You'd seen it before and even helped milk friends in it before. You had taken for granted that Al kept it for other people to be milked in it, never using it himself. Your mental concept shifted as Al shrugged off his undershirt and laid himself into the stand.

The stand was simple & sturdy in construction. It allowed a hucow to lay their torso across a sling. The sling would support the hucow's weight and allow access to their udders while also holding their legs spread so that their holes could be accessed as well. The hucow could choose either to leave their feet on the floor or to rest them on footrests. If they chose to rest their feet on the footrests, their whole body would be suspended, allowing them to be held by the stand and fully taken care of by their milking team.

The stand held Al's bulk well. He had chosen to rest his feet in the footrests and his whole body was suspended. He trusted you fully and you both knew you would take good care of him, whatever he needed.

The sight of Al was intoxicating. He wriggled and huffed in the stand, arching his back to both push his chest lower for easier milking and pushing his rear up into the air. “How you doing, Al,” you checked in.

He looked up and you made eye contact for a moment, his vision clarifying. “Green,” he nodded, smiling at you. “You?”

“Green,” you smiled back.

“Then fucking take care of me please,” he groaned. You chuckled, pulled the milking still over, and sat down in milking position.

Al's chest was a slightly different shape than the other udders you'd worked with before. You've had a lot of practice milking Jess but not as much practice with anyone else. Everyone's body is different and required slightly different techniques. You weren't 100% confident how to best do it. As you thought about it, you cupped his tits, one in each hand. God, you could feel how heavy and full they were. The nipples were hot and engorged, but the udders themselves didn't hang quite as low as Jess’ did. Al was jerking and breathing heavy in the stand, struggling to get more contact against his chest. You traced light circles around his nipples and massaged the meat of his udders in each hand. Milk was starting to flow and Al's eyes fluttered. You could tell he was slipping deeper into hucow space.

You teased his milky tits with just your fingertips, relishing the warm wetness as you played with his tits. “Good cow,” you crooned, which earned you a jerk and a snort from Al. “You really need to get milked, huh buddy,” Al struggled more pushing against the stand. You licked your lips. It was fun to tease him but you didn't have much more resistance in reserve. You were really hungry for him. “You need me to suckle your heavy udders, don't you, Al?”

Al arched his back and moaned in response. You repositioned in the milking stool so that you could slide on your back beneath Al. You drew your lips across one of his milky tits while teasing the other with your fingertips. The hair on his chest tickled your face pleasantly. You used the tip of your tongue to circle his nipple, then sucked it deep between your lips. You moaned into his chest in pleasure as his creamy, milky taste flowed into your mouth. The vibrations from your moan and teasing from your teeth tore a deep moo from Al. The bull shuddered and jumped in pleasure and need.

You drank greedily, sucking and licking one udder while massaging and pinching the other, then switching. You sucked and sucked and sucked, never letting a drop go to waste. As you swallowed down Al's milk, you were aware of a pleasant swelling in your shorts. Whenever milk overflowed down your chin, you quickly wiped it up with your hand and licked your fingers. The taste, smell, sight, and sounds of Al had you so hard you could tell you were tenting your shorts and already wet.

After who knows how long of worshipping Al's hairy, milky tits, you finally realized that you had sucked him dry. You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand and looked up at Al. “Thank you,” he panted. “I was so backed up with milk, dude.” He looked totally blissed out and relieved. You couldn't keep your hands off him so you were ignoring the swell in your own pants in favor of massaging Al's udders.

Al shifted again in the stand, this time pushing into the footrests so he could present his ass higher in the air. A pathetic, needy look crossed his face again.

“What do you need, big bull?” You asked.

“Cooock,” Al whined. “I smell you and I need you”

Your cock twitched in response. Was it possible to get so hard your cock feels heavier than usual?? Because you were thinking it might be possible, based on what you were feeling… You stood up in front of Al, close enough that he sniffed and nuzzled your bulge. “Mmmmmmplease,” he moaned. You gently pushed your bulge against him to see what he would do. Al rubbed his face against your bulge and gave a needy low. God, you'd never seen Al so needy like this before. Your cock was throbbing. His tongue flopped out and he mindlessly began to lick your bulge over your shorts. Fuck, you were hard. “You're so big,” Al whined. He bucked in the stand, nipped your bulge, and mooed. “Need you inside meeeooOOOH”

“What a needy bull,” you teased, and moved into position at the back of the stand between Al's legs. You tugged your shorts down and your cock sprang up against your belly– holy shit, you thought. Out loud you said, “Al you weren't kidding, my dick is huge!”

Al only moooed frantically and presented in response. “Al I'm serious, I'm way bigger than usual!” Your cock, usually quite small in size, was now standing proudly erect, medium length, and girthy. “What the hell,” you whispered in amazement. You pushed your newly long length between Al's cheeks on top of his shorts, relishing the novel experience. The friction of his jersey shorts against the underside of your cock was new and exciting. You were so wet you were dripping down your thighs, but you barely noticed. Something else was drawing your focus: a bead of precum glistened on the tip of your newly invigorated member. You thrust your hips forward and back a few times, marveling at how your cock looked rubbing against Al's ass.

You realized that Al was moaning and whining beneath you. “Huh?” You asked stupidly.

“My milk dude, you're big bc you drank it all,” Al grunted. “Please fuck me before it goes away,” he groaned. Suddenly you realized the extent to which you had been teasing Al just now while you were entranced by your own cock. Just sliding up and down, close to his hole but completely ignoring it. Al's pleading also electrified your gut with desire. You desperately wanted to know what it would feel like to be fully inside – “sorry Al, didn't mean to tease,” you apologized.

You blushed a little sheepishly and started to tug on Al's boxer waistband. He was lowing and whining and wriggling in the stand, making it hard to effectively tug his boxers down. “Your boxers,” you said stupidly, too much blood rushing to your cock to communicate more effectively.

“They're old,” Al whined, “Just tear them,” He was arching his back, clearly desperate for relief. You palmed his ass with one hand, securing the fabric in place, and tore with the other. The old cottony fabric ripped and All jumped and moooed in excitement. “Fuck me fuck, mm-moooOooOO” Al lowed.

There was a tray next to the stand with supplies on it. You grabbed the lube and squirted some onto your thumb. You palmed Al's ass cheek with your hand and gently rubbed the lube around with your thumb. Al whined and pushed his ass back into you, desperate and needy. “Easy, bull,” you chided, “ let me take care of you”

You lined up the head of your cock with Al's greedy hole. You weren't sure what he was used to and your cock was suddenly pretty girthy so you were going to take it slow. His hole was hot and tight against you as you slowly pressed your head into the lube. “That's a good boy,” you praised as you pushed the tip into Al. “Fuck, that's good.” You slid nice and slowly deeper, savoring every movement. Al was arching up, pushing back against you. Once you were fully seated, you rolled your hips into Al, pressing even deeper. Al moaned in pleasure. “Mmmmooo– mmooore, p-p-please,” Al mooed and begged. His begging was driving your feral. You pulled almost all the way out then drove back in, slowly at first, then rhythmically faster and faster.

“Good bull Al,” you huffed as Al mooed in pleasure beneath you. You were fucking him hard and fast now, jostling him in the stand. Your newly enlarged balls were slapping Al's which each thrust. “You need this, Al, good boy, you're taking it so good,” you praised. Al lowed and whined in response. You reached a good rhythm and felt your pleasure building and building and tightening–“Al, I'm gonna cum,” you rushed out. You felt the orgasm about to wash over you,

“Cum inside me,” Al moaned, “Yes, yes, mmm mmmmMM MoooOoOO,” Al's praising moans pushed you over the edge and you rutted hard and fast into him, feeling your seed fill him up. You'd never experienced this sensation before, only knowing what it felt like to finish inside thanks to Al's milk for your newfound size.

You slowly and gently eased out of Al, and when you finally pulled all the way out, a rush of your cum spilled out, running down Al's big, engorged balls. “Damn dude, your balls look full too,” you remarked.

Al nodded and panted, “Need more… please,” he wiggled his ass which made his cock and balls sway enticingly between his legs. “Please suck me off?”

You licked your lips and grinned, eager to continue fucking him. You tugged the waistband of his ruined boxers. “I want you on your back on your bed, bull.”

Al stood and quickly stumbled over to his bed, his hard cock bouncing with each step. You couldn't wait to take him again. You pounced on him and teased the underside of his cockhead with the tip of your tongue before wrapping your hand around his base and jerking him off a little. His cock was so big and so hard that you didn't think you'd be able to take it all, but you were going to give your damn best try. You found a good rhythm bobbing your head up and down in time with your hand working the base of his cock. You felt your throat relaxing as you went along, relishing the way Al's hardness filled you up. The deeper you took him, the deeper you wanted to get and you kept sucking him deeper and deeper until your nose was buried in his bush while he fucked up into you. You relished the obscene sounds you made together and the way his musk made your head swim. You were moaning around Al's cock, sending vibrations along his shaft. He was pumping into your throat when he began to rapidly rut shorter and faster. “Mhmmm, gbll” you garbled encouragement, trying to praise him on to cumming down your throat.

Al thrust again and again until he spurted down your throat. You greedily swallowed and felt a now familiar sensation of your own cock swelling again. You picked your head up, wiped your mouth and checked your cock. It had indeed grown again, this time rivalling Al's own size. Al saw you looking dumbfounded at your own cock, and gave you a cock-drunk grin. “Please,” he moaned and rolled onto his stomach, arching his back and presenting his ass again. “I need you again, I need more, please fuck me, he moaned.

Your huge cock twitched at the invitation. You kneeled behind Al, this time even more excited to fulfill his request. Your massive cock was longer and girthier than before. “Are you sure you can take it?” you teased.

In response, Al snorted and mooed loudly, desperation coloring his voice. He rubbed his ass against you, your cock jolting with pleasure at his brief touch. “Be a good bull, now,”you said, teasing Al's entrance with your thick cock. “Be good and hold still while I fuck you. This is bigger than last time,” you warned. You tapped your cock against Al's hole and Al nearly screamed in response to the teasing. You pushed yourself into Al's hole, pressing open his tight ring of muscle and rolling your hips right away.

“Fuck, Al,” you groaned, fucking in and out of your friend, “you take it so nice. Let me feel that big cock of yours,” you commanded. Al tipped his hips to give you better access to his cock. You settled your arm across both his shoulder blades. “This will help you,” you said, and leaned your weight onto Al, pressing your fat, hard cock in and out, deeper and deeper. “Let me take care of you,” you crooned, reaching down with the other hand to stroke Al's gorgeous cock.

Al was moaning and mooing in pleasure while the two of you rutted together. Your balls slapped a steady rhythm as you fucked him deep and hard. “That's a good bull,” you praised, “I know you need it buddy, you're taking it real nice, that's it.” You felt him tense beneath you and continued stroking and fucking him. “That's it, Al, don't that feel so nice.. You're such a good bull, feel how good it feels to be filled up, taking my cock like this, good bull, that's it, you're getting closer… yes Al, good boy, let me hear you moo .. oh yeah listen to that good bull, cum for me, good boy Al, feel how good you're taking it, that's right, that's a good bull…”

All finished and spilled all over his stomach. You told him to roll over so you could lick it up. He tangled his fingers in your hair as you used your broad, flat tongue to clean him up. When you finished slurping up his mess, you both snuggled up together in bed. Y'all were a sweaty, sticky, satisfied mess. Al's chest was rising and falling fast as he was still coming down from his orgasm & sated lust. “Thanks for helping me out dude,” he sighed contentedly. “I owe you one big time.” You chuckled and nuzzled in closer. Soon, the two of you were napping soundly in a tangle of limbs.

[starscoffeecreamer]

yall I am begging you guys for tiddy asks, literally any type (especially tiddy growth) im unbelievably honry for tits rn

[floweringlamb]

*continuation of the cow hormone one* the more you take the pills, the more people begin to confuse you for a cow as you grow horns and dark spots form on your skin. and one day, your instincts tell you to go by a nearby farm for fun, not knowing the bulls would also see you as a cow. one ready to bear their calfs

Hm it seems that I’m becoming a fertile cow, and I can’t help but bend over when they turn their erect cocks towards me, since my body is aching to be impregnated