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#fat hucow
growingbella181818 · 22 hours
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this may be tmi but i'm ovulating and all i want is to get impregnated tonight and swell up my belly and tits. any takers lol
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thehucowlife · 17 days
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I don't think you understand the gravitity of her situation 🤭🤭🤭
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faefeedee · 7 months
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the perfect breeding sow outfit 🐮🤍
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bellyfairy · 6 months
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Spot the difference?
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piggyjrc24 · 16 days
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Got milk?🍼
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beastbabysnight · 19 days
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🐮Excited to see you
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moocowmeg34 · 28 days
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Fantasy:
I want to be stalked and kidnapped. You keep me in a cage, locked up, naked and a collar and leash and two dog bowls for food and water. I have no idea what is going on.
You eventually appear and tell me you've been stalking me for months, after finding me and tell me we had been talking on Tumblr.
I'm shocked and horrified but you tell me I should've known better than to whore myself out to the internet. What did I think was going to happen?
You take me out of the cage, not letting me walk, forcing me to crawl to a room with a tv. On the television is my missing persons report.
You tell me your going to rape me and before I can panic, you pull me onto your lap as your sitting on a chair and fuck me as I struggle.
You laugh, pulling on the leash as I struggle to try and get away but I'm not strong enough. I'm forced to watch my missing persons report on full blast, hearing the pleas of my family to bring me home as you rape me.
"This is your own fault, you fat, slutty cow. Didn't your mother teach you not to talk to strangers? I'm gonna fuck you till your screaming and then I'm gonna rape a baby into you."
This is not how I wanted to get pregnant but I don't have a choice. You continue to rape me as I sob.
"You are my fuck toy. My cow. My pig. My slut. I own you. You are gonna be raped every day. And once I rape a baby into you, you will be forced to carry your rapist's baby."
This is my fate.
This is my life.
I have nothing.
I am nothing.
Just a toy.
Just some holes to be used and abused.
For your pleasure. And entertainment.
Every day you rape me. Always in front of my missing persons report. You recorded it too. Play it over and over again.
I've given up all hope of ever being found.
I'm yours forever.
One day, you come to me. I'm swollen and pregnant with your baby. Still in a cage. Why would me being pregnant get me special treatment?
I have breast pumps attached, pumping away while I'm fucking myself on a dildo and have a vibrator in my ass.
"There's my Cow" you say.
"Moo" I respond and you just laugh.
I don't have a name.
Not anymore.
I only respond to Cow.
Moo.
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thehucowlife · 1 month
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Normal curves don't move like that
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faefeedee · 6 months
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hope u had a happy halloween losers 🖤
full set is posted u know where
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need a cow print bikini and 6 hours of hypno brainwashing 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫
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tanuki-voice · 1 year
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Obsessed with the idea of becoming a feedee hucow.
Dating someone with sinister intentions, they plump me up meal after meal, making me bigger. But then also at the same time, they're trying to make me dumber as well. Thinking for me so I don't have to, giving me a life where I don't have to do anything, I get to sit back, relax, and let them pamper me. They might even give me a bit of weed to get me high, make me dull and docile.
With this perfect environment, and all the feedings, they start putting emphasis on me being theirs, being their pet. They squish me after a big meal, show how they have control of my new, bigger assets. It feels so good, but instead of moaning, they ask me to moo for them instead. I oblige them, and they reward me for every time I do it. My mind feels so empty. There's nothing but being their fat little cow.
From now on, they start training me, rewarding me for little pavlovian actions designed to restructure my brain; eating a huge surplus of calories, using as little words as possible, mooing, letting them pretend to milk my chest, however they feel. But it's all too nice to refuse. It's too perfect to resist. As I keep getting fatter and more docile, I enjoy it all more and more.
I can just imagine myself, in their bed, 200+ pounds heavier and still growing, brain empty, in some adorable little cow print lingerie outfit they've bought me. I might even produce milk. So cute. So dumb. So perfect. No thoughts, only the compulsion to obey, and to be their fat little cow.
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