the beginnings of my hucow existence

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like many others reddit / the internet has poisoned my brain. i came across the hucow kink and found it so weird but i kept getting drawn in. i began reading all the hucow stories i could discover on reddit & literotica

i bought a sexy cropped cow print tank top that my fiance loved. i don’t normally go for something revealing. i started wearing it without a bra and thrusting my tits out a bit more. without thinking he’d reach for my tits more. i bought other crop tops but i wear the cow print 1-2 a week, especially when we’re home

i started letting out soft moos as he played with my nipples. it made him laugh but i was slowly getting him used to the idea i am his little cow.

i kept throwing him signs and finally came clean one day as he was teasing me. he was surprisingly into the idea after thinking a bit

now we have special milking days. i stay naked all day, even if we don’t begin right away. the only thing i can wear is my bell—no more crop cop. i can also choose to be plugged. he milks me with his lips or hands as he prefers. i don’t have to stay on all fours or moo but sometimes i like to. either way i don’t talk much and after milking i am his freeuse little pet

NSFW: yes

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