They said I would grow to accept it... and they were right.
Serving on the hucow farm is nothing like I expected. Every day, I wake up to the familiar ache of my body, the gnawing heat that never truly leaves. My once-ordinary life is gone, replaced by the constant pressure of being handled, used, and transformed into something else—something they want me to be. I’m no longer myself; I’m their hucow, my body growing fuller, more productive, my swollen breasts milked by eager hands, relentless machines, or demanding mouths. I tell myself I hate it, that I’m just surviving, just enduring. But deep down, something else stirs—a need, a craving I can’t ignore.
It’s hard to keep pretending I’m not turned on by it, by the way they use me, by the fierce domination of the overseers, the relentless need they instill in me. I’ve lost so many pieces of who I used to be, and yet here, in the twisted warmth of the farm, I’ve found something I never expected—acceptance.
This is a raw, emotional, transformation—accepting my place on the farm and the complex emotions that come with it.
This was a good read. I guess I wanted it to end with some kind of real relationship. I love these stories and love the relationship s that come from them. The story us good, it just didn't end with a true relationship.