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chubote · 2 days

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In need of a good hand milking 🐮

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cow-princess · 3 days

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I wanna be dumb cow so bad.

Breed me so I constantly have big swollen tits full of milk. Have my chest strapped to pumps no matter how sore my nipples get.

Have a dildo fucking my ass and a vibrator on my cunt so I’m always ready to be used.

Only able to communicate in pathetic mood begging for someone to take pity on me knowing they never will

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brookebabii · 2 days

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Aren’t I so suckable? 🐮🐮

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#brookebabii #feeder mommy #your fat mommy #soft mommy #mommy brooke #fat mommy #mommy kink #mommyyyyy #mommy #mommy k1nk #mommy k!nk #mommy milkers #hot mommy #lactating kink #lactation kink #suckle my teats

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milkyhoneybee · 7 months

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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

#hucow transformation #induced lactation #hucow fantasy #lactation kink #nsft fantasy #breast expansion #hucow tf

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xsublimelimex · 7 months

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The Shy Little Prince -

CW: Diaper messing & breastfeeding

Disclaimer: all characters depicted in this story are consenting adults over the age of 18. If you are NOT 18 or older, click away now!

He’s doing it again. He’s standing legs spread slightly apart crouched the tiniest bit completely silent. He thinks I haven’t noticed but mommy notices everything when it comes to her little prince. Mommy knows that position means one thing and one thing only, he’s messing his diapie.

He’s so cute all red faced clutching his toy blocks squeezing down as he attempts to make his mess. This is probably his second poop in two hours and I can tell he’s embarrassed but little does he know it’s all mommy’s doing. It’s been three days and he hasn’t made a single mess which of course meant I was worried.

Instead of his usual cranapple juice I subbed it for half prune juice to help get him going and boy has it worked wonders! But I know my baby and I can tell he’s distressed which just doesn’t do.

“Sweetie come sit on mommy’s lap.” I call out to him. He looks over and shakes his head, his thumb slips into his mouth. Oh my poor baby he must be feeling even more little than usual. “Baby boy, come to mommy’s lap it’s okay.” I say as softly as I can hand outstretched toward him.

He hesitates as he slowly makes his way over. His diaper is so full he has the cutest little waddle as he approaches. The scent of his mess makes itself known but he’s my sweetie pie so it doesn’t bother me in fact it makes me so happy to know he’s finally emptied his tummy.

My poor baby was having tummy aches for the past few days and I’m just glad it’s over. He rubs at his tear filled eyes as he stops in front of me.

I pull his thumb from his mouth and his lower lip trembles as tears threaten to spill over his eyes. “Baby what has you so upset? Is it your messy diaper? Is that what has you so distraught?” I ask him softly. He looks away and nods his head.

“I’m sorry mommy, I kept messing myself. I couldn’t hold it” he sobs and covers his face with his hands. His shoulders shake with the force of his sobs and my heart just breaks.

I pull him onto my lap, messy diaper and all. I cradle his head on my shoulder and rub his back. “Sweetie please calm down. Mommy would never get upset with you messing yourself. In fact I love it because it means I’m feeding you well and that your tummy is happy.” I speak softly as I rub my thumb across his cheek.

He looks up at me with tears in his eyes and his his lips pursed in disbelief. “Really mommy? But I’m so stinky now.” He whines and I laugh.

“Well baby boy you won’t be stinky for long because mommy’s gonna clean that cute little butt right up and you’ll be in a clean new diapie in no time. So no need to get so upset right?” I boop his nose and his eyes brighten as a smile overcomes his lips. He nods and pulls at the neckline of my v neck top indicating what he needs at that moment.

“Now I think my sweet little prince needs mommy’s milkies before he can get changed, is mommy right?” I ask in a knowing tone. I pull up my top and pull my large heavy tit out of my breastfeeding bra. He looks at my leaking nipple with hungry eyes as his lips open slightly a bit of drool is already leaking out. My poor baby.

“Open wide my sweet little angel.” His lips spread wider and I slip my nipple into his mouth. He begins to suck hungrily as if it’s his last time suckling on mommy’s tits. I gasp as my pussy clenches. He squeezes my tit sucking up as much milk as he can. He closes his eyes and hums as he drinks and it’s the most pure innocent sight I’ve ever seen. His hand pulls at my other boob so I slip my top of completely and snap my bra off.

He hums in approval eliciting a laugh from me. I stroke his forehead and lean down and kiss it. I moan as his fingers find my other nipple and squeeze it, milk dribbling out. “There you go sweetie, keep suckling on mommy’s tits. Such a good little boy.” He starts whining and wiggling his butt.

His hand goes to the back of his diaper and presses down on his mess squishing it against his butt in an attempt to hold in his poopy. Poor baby needs too poop again but is too shy.

I press down hard on his lower belly and he cries out. I quickly slip my hand down to the back of his diapie pushing away his hand and feel as he pushes out a big mess. He grunts and whines around my nipple as he keeps pushing more out. His diaper getting so full to the point that it’s so pushed out you can see inside a bit. “It’s okay honey you can mess as much as you need mommy will take care of it. You look so beautiful with your forehead all scrunched like that trying to squeeze your poopy out.”

I squeeze it the back of his diaper and smush it against his booty. “Good boy I love when you make messes for mommy.”

He sighs as he pisses his diaper the warmth spreading against my belly as he goes. He closes his eyes and begins suckling even harder finally relaxed after making his mess. “Such a good little boy.” I say quietly as I stroke his hair back as he drinks.

Let me know what you guys think!!

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greenlotusleaf · 1 year

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not me, imagining being pumped full of fertility hormones!

not me, thinking about slowly, gradually getting heavy and plush on the side effects, breasts plumped up and tender

not me, letting the small changes remind me of the threat of a big, life-altering change, how one little slip-up would make me balloon up swift and enormous and irreversible

#belly expansion #belly kink #preg kink #weight gain kink #breast expansion #lactation kink #rapid pregnancy #pregnancy kink

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cow-princess · 17 hours

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Have been forgetting to do my laundry so I’m currently panties as I’m waiting for my laundry to finish and all I can think about is if I had to run a quick errand out of the house and having someone notice I’m wearing nothing underneath my shorts.

Maybe I trip and my shorts slip down a bit or maybe someone accidentally bumps me and it pulls down slightly but either way someone in the grocery noticed that I wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Before I even realize hes pressed me up to the shelves and slip a finger down my shorts, caressing my ass and giggling.

He grabs my hands before I have the chance to run and start to drag me over to the supply closet.

“You know if you didn’t want it you wouldn’t have gave me such easy access.” He mocks, shutting the door and tossing me across the room. I fall over as they pull my shorts off with ease, leaving my bare cunt exposed and vulnerable. “We’ve been needing a new milk producer for awhile, a slut like you should do perfectly.”

I take a second to look at my surroundings, a modest storage room stuffed full with typical grocery store stuff, as well as a small table in the back and a conveyer belt stacked with gallon jugs. In my stupor I’m picked up and slammed on the table face up. The attendant quickly straps my hands above my head and legs far apart so all my hose are easily accessible. My shirt and bra are torn off and dropped onto the floor.

“Hmm, you look plenty wet already, probably enjoying this so much aren’t you, so we’ll just get started right away,” he mumble as he sticks his finger into my slick cunt. He unzip his jeans and quickly thrust into my cunt. My moans and please are ignored as he pumps load after load into my pussy, making sure I’m properly bred.

After awhile has passed he pulls out and slots a fuck machine into my cunt, setting it on the medium speed. My stomach is bulging from his thick seed and my tits already feel swollen from milk. He attaches two suction cups to my breast and watches me moo helplessly as they start to tug, though no milk has come out.

“Aww don’t worry pet, it won’t take long for you to start producing. I’ll come back tommorow to breed you again, can’t have our precious cash cow going dry can we?” And with that he exits the closet.

Weeks pass and all I’ve become is a sloppy dumb cow. My only confirmation of time is the knowledge that each day a staff member breeds me deep, my womb always uncomfortably full with sperm. I’m fed a mixture of all sorts of fattening foods so my chubby breasts are always swollen with rich creamy milk. As my mind melts into brainless moos, all I can wonder is if my laundry is finished.

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my-lords-toy · 4 months

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Normalize ftm/ftnb dairy hucows who aren’t detrans/into she/her pronouns!! Please!!

You don’t have to misgender yourself to be a dairy cow!! You don’t have to detransition to be a dairy cow! You don’t need to think being a dairy cow means you aren’t trans!!

[Minors/ageless fuck off]

[Post primarily for me]

#ftm hucow #huc0w #trans nsft #lactating kink #t4t nsft #bdsmkink #lactation kink #induced lactation #breast pumping

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milkyhoneybee · 10 days

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You know how some offices have a dog or other pet to help keep workers calm and happy? I want to be an office hucow. I'd have a nice little inside barn set up where people could take a break and come and brush me or give me scritches/pat me, feed me things, or they could take me outside to watch me gambol about in the sun before their next meeting

Cows are, after all, very cute and friendly, and they make friends and love to play!

Of course, they also love to lick things, whether that's a sweet treat or something saltier (or more umami), pulling up a skirt or opening trousers to let me get my dextrous, curious tongue on whatever they have for me, lowing and mooing excitedly whenever I get a treat

And, obviously, I need to be milked regularly. My udders would be kept plump and drained through the day to get me making more and more milk (on top of the supplements and medicine they give me to keep my production at max rate), and every time I hit a new growth milestone for them, there would be a little team celebration

They attach me to a milking machine mostly, while I kneel and chew on oats or watch them in the office, occasionally shaking my head so the bell around my neck clangs and my big floppy ears flick around, my tail twitching. Sometimes though, people want to drink from my teats directly or they'll get a stool and milk me themselves-- it's actually considered part of people's onboarding process, learning how to milk me so I don't get too full since that's painful for me, and as cute as it is to see me leaking and mooing for release, it makes it more difficult for the cleaners, plus it's bad for my health. Plus, my milk is super good for everyone else to drink

As long as people clean up after themselves, they're allowed to fuck me whenever they want, especially when I go into heat. Sometimes they need to put me on a special breeding rig to keep me from interrupting calls and meetings when I'm too loud, a fat dildo plunging into my cow cunt with a ring gag or dildo gag in my mouth depending on how quiet they need me

People are always surprised at how much they can fit inside my pussy, but it still feels hot at wet and so good to fuck, even after I'm stretched out, though sometimes they might need to spank my rear to get me to tighten back up after a heavy use or stretching session

I'd be such a happy office cow, and all the workers in my company would know how much I loved them and wanted them to enjoy their jobs

#hucow fantasy #nsft fantasy #nsft concept #hucow training #lactation kink #cnc free use #nsft alternate universe #nsft hucow

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that-puppy-trainer · 3 months

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Using your cows milk in everything you prepare for them, whipping it for pancakes or using it as creamer in the morning, in smoothies and baked goods. Feeding your cow and seeing how their eyes light up saying it's the most delicious way you've made this recipe, did you change anything? Then watching them blush as you explain how all the milk they produce has to be put to a good use and it works as good as any other milk, better even.

#🥛#huc0w #hucow fantasy #lactation #lactation kink #lactating kink #queer nsft #enby nsft #trans nsft #t4t kink #t4t nsft

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nancypreggo · 9 months

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fill for an @imagineyourepregnant request tags/kinks: nb!reader/gender not specified, pregnant!reader, breeding, rapid pregnancy, pregnant kink

Imagine going out drinking and the drink gets spiked with fertility and milk producing drugs. You end up getting bent over the bar top and get taken right there by all the guys there. That seems to be the end of it until your breasts start swelling with milk and lactating. Next thing you know two men are breastfeeding off you and your belly is rapidly growing way beyond 9 months with triplets.

You just wanted to go out for a drink or two-- maybe possibly meet someone fun and hook up in the bathroom or at his apartment if he seemed nice enough. You didn't think that when you left the house on that random Friday night that you'd be in such a predicament.

But you'd met such a gorgeous man at the bar and he was incredibly affable and offered to buy you a drink. One drink turned into two, and then into five, and the bartender must've mixed the drink with the wrong proportions because one of those drinks didn't taste like the others. It didn't matter too much, though, because it was yummy and you liked the buzz it gave you.

When your mystery man kissed you, you didn't turn away and welcomed him into that passionate kiss. The way his grabby hands squeezed at your chest made a soft, needy whimper fall from your lips and before you knew it you were begging for more. But he didn't take you back to his apartment-- hell, he didn't even take you into a back room or bathroom. Instead, he was bending you over the bar and exposing your sex for practically the whole bar to see before very suddenly impaling you with his incredibly large cock.

The way he filled you up, the thick girth of his member pushing at your inner walls-- it barely even occurred to you that he was fucking you very publicly. It all felt so good that the embarrassment was a future-you's problem. Right now you just let out a loud, erotic moan and begged for more. You felt head of his cock punching the entrance of your womb over and over, and there wasn't a feeling quite like this. You felt like you were in a euphoric trance.

When he hit his climax, you felt thick and heavy ropes of come shooting into you and filing you up. There was so much inside of you that you actually felt bloated. In your brain fog you were turned over onto your back and you felt a large hand palming at your stomach, feeling the slight curvature he'd created from his spend inside of you.

Before you could even gather your thoughts and address what had happened, you felt another cock-- this one even bigger-- enter you. The sudden intrusion made you yelp out and squeeze around the girth. "F-fuck-- yes!" you all but screamed, reaching up with your hand to squeeze at your chest. Your nipples were especially erect and you must've been incredibly aroused because even your otherwise modest tits felt bigger somehow.

This man was even rougher and when he came, he came buckets. You peered down at your tummy and you swore you looked like you were actually carrying his baby. It was tantalizing and you wanted more. You could be the bar's cute little cumslut for the night and take everybody's load if it meant you got to feel this good all night. After one man had had his turn with you, they came around to the other side of the bar you were lying on and they massaged your tits while someone else fucked their load into you. You'd come so many times by the time half of the bar had been serviced-- you'd lost count and there was a sizable mess between your legs.

After coming around the twelfth or fifteenth time that night, all of the energy you had had been effectively fucked out of you and you had passed out wearing the most blissed-out expression. When you next woke up, the first thing you noticed was a tingling, almost prickling sensation in your tits-- right at the nipples.

When you blearily opened your eyes, two of your lovers from the your sex-filled night had their mouths latched onto each of your now-massive tits, their lips wet with a thin, milky-white substance. They each had a hand on your large dome of a belly, rubbing loving circles into the taut flesh to calm the apparently many lives within.

You looked over at a wall mirror to see your reflection and you looked like a vision of fertility. You looked around the bar and saw many smug, proud faces-- many men that were touching themselves just at the mere sight of you and some waiting for their turn at your breasts.

"What do you think? Maybe three? Four..?" One man said to another as they looked your form over with hungry eyes.

You cautiously placed a hand on the widest part of your belly and whined softly; it was like your belly was one large erogenous zone. You looked well overdue with at least triplets-- and that was a modest estimate.

"Dunno," another man answered, placing his hand next to yours on your belly. Everyone could see the vague shapes within kicking around inside.

You let out a whimper as you felt a pressure gripping your stomach, your fingertips digging into the tight flesh of your womb. Your belly surged a bit bigger with a growth spurt and very suddenly, liters and liters of fluid gushed out from between your legs.

"Well," the first man who'd spoken laughed, "Looks like we're gonna find out really soon..!"

#pregnant kink #impregnation kink #lactation kink #pregnancy fic #hyperpregnancy #rapid pregnancy #hyperbreeding #cinn writes preg

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