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Taylor the Hucow

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Taylor munched on one of the granola bars the girls had left her the day previously. It tasted good as Taylor slowly chewed the grains, oats, and chocolate, savouring the taste of the chocolate. Taylor thought that she could remember something… something about this being… better than what she had previously. But Taylor couldn’t really remember. Everything was so… slow…

As Taylor munched, the end of the granola bar fell from her mouth as she ate, and it bounced off her painfully full breasts. Bump… jiggle. Taylor looked down at her boobs, admiring their size, and how they were barely held there by a cow print bra. Taylor smiled as she brought her hands up to her breasts, pushing them up a bit, and rubbing her tits and leaking some milk. It felt good, and she loved playing with them, but she stopped herself just short of milking herself. It felt good for sure, but she knew what would feel better, so she waited.

She hadn’t always kept herself from milking herself… at least she thought she hadn’t always. Things were… fuzzy. But she knew one thing, while she could milk herself, and it would feel good, it would feel so much better if she waited, waited for the girls to come back, and for them to milk her. They would touch her and care for her and it would feel great. She knew them, she thought. Where she wasn't sure, but she was sure she knew them. She knew their names at least. Emma and Sophia.

She didn't like them at first, and… she had a reason why, but… she couldn’t remember... then they did something nice. They made Taylor feel good. With a smile, Taylor reached down past her buxom boobs and felt for her pussy, rubbing her hand against it, feeling how wet it was, like always. Taylor was always raring to go when it came to anything sexual. She couldn’t help herself sometimes and would play with herself as she waited for the girls to come back to take care of her. As she heard the ding of her bell, and she moaned as she drove her fingers inside of her slavering cunt, feeling a pleasurable sensation spread through her, and causing her to smile as her eyes glazed over. It felt good as she played with herself, using her other hand to keep herself steady.

Then Taylor felt the girls through her bugs. For some reason, she knew all the bugs everywhere. Taylor wasn’t sure why, she… remembered… darkness… and an awful smell, and… the feeling…

Taylor shook her head, she didn’t want to think about that stuff. That stuff wasn’t fun, and it… She didn’t like it. But why she had bugs didn’t matter, she just had them, and they told her what was going on. So while she waited around for the girls who took care of her, she did little things with the bugs, made clothes with the spiders, people watched with the other stuff, and sometimes she even got rid of bad bugs from people. Just whenever people passed by her basement. Just little things to make is so that she didn’t spend all of the day playing with herself and falling to the temptation of milking herself. It just felt so good after all, and it would feel even better if the girls did it, Taylor knew.

The reason she knew it was the girls who were coming was that she could feel them through her bugs entering into the building. No one came into the building except for them… and that one guy, she made sure to get rid of his fleas before he left. He never came down to Taylor’s basement unfortunately, it might have been fun to play with him. But the girls were here now, and Taylor knew she was about to be milked, and it was going to be great.

Excitedly, Taylor began to crawl to the door, it is faster than getting up and hefting her big tittys, though that had been getting easier lately. As she got to about halfway through the room, Taylor came to a stop, the rope that was tied around her collar beginning to grow taunt but not yet preventing her from going farther, she just knew that if she did she would be choking herself, and that didn’t feel so fun. So, she just waited patiently as the steps down the stairs became louder and louder.

There was a clunking sound as the girls began to open the door. Taylor wasn’t sure what it was, and really, didn’t much care. All that mattered was the girls that made her feel good were coming now, and her engorged titties couldn’t wait. The door opened and the two girls that took care of her, Emma and Sophia, entered, and Taylor smiled her dopey smile of hers at them as they entered.

“Creepy how she’s always there waiting for us,” Sophia says as she sets down her bag near the door.

“She probably hears us coming down the stairs. We’re not exactly quiet when we come down,” Taylor in fact couldn’t hear the girls when they came down the stairs, the door was too thick to hear anything beyond. Finally, Emma faced Taylor and a big smile broke out on her face.

“Hello, Taylor!” Emma said as she came forward to Taylor, she knelt down and started rubbing Taylor’s head as she did so. It was nice and calming, not as good as what she would likely be doing to Taylor soon, but it felt nice too. Emma turned her attention down to Taylor’s boobs now, seeing how large they were, and how full of milk they were. At this point, they had started to leak through her top, creating damp patches on the small patches of fabric that held her breasts up.

“Looks like she needs to be milked again,” Emma said as a hand came down to Taylor’s breast, and glided her hand down it, causing a small amount of the milk to squirt and make her top even wetter.

“Had I known she would take this much maintenance I wouldn’t have snatched the vial in the first place,” Taylor heard Sophia grumble but paid it no mind as she enjoyed the attention of Emma. Emma always was the one that did her milking, making her feel good like she never could.

Standing up, Emma walked over to the side of the room that Taylor could never get to because of the rope. Not that she would ever really need to do anything on that side of the room. No, Taylor was perfectly fine being on her side of the room, enjoying the granola bars the girls gave her and pleasuring herself to the thought of their return when they would make her feel so good. Emma grabbed a kind of wooden chair that Taylor would lean against as she got milked. Standing up and moving back so she wouldn’t be at the edge of her rope when she was milked, Emma brought forth the milking chair and turned it so that the back of it face Taylor. Still, with her dopey smile, Taylor began to stand up, and place her hand on the back of the chair, her chest downward as she assumed the milking position.

After all, it was milking time.

Emma began to pat her head once more, and Taylor moaned her appreciation for the girl and pushed against the hand to get more of the nice feeling from it. Then, Emma’s hand pulled away and Taylor began to feel the back of her bra be undone, and her breasts came loose, wet milk already pooling at the tips of Taylor’s nipples. Reaching under her, Emma placed the pail under her milk engorged udders on a stool. Emma herself however moved behind Taylor, and slid around her, her arms reaching around until they cupped Taylor’s huge boobs. Taylor moaned another appreciative “moo” at her, enjoying the warm sensation of Emma's own boobs against her back and how nice the embrace felt.

It almost felt familiar, the embrace part, not the cupping of her bosom part, but, the feeling passed. Taylor wondered what that had been for a second before she felt Emma begging to massage her nipples. Taylor moaned once more as Emma teased and pinched them, making sure they were nice and ready for her to start to milk Taylor. Taylor knew that she was really ready, the fire inside of her was blazing as she had been waiting for this all day.

“Mooooo~!” Taylor moaned as Emma finally began to milk her, pulling on her breasts, sending the wonderful sensations through Taylor as she was played with. Her eyes closed in rapture as she focused on how her big wonderful breasts felt, being milked, being touched and played with. Taylor loved the feeling of being milked, she loved how Emma wrapped herself around her.

The only thing better would be when the other girls here were all hot and bothered like Taylor was, it had always happened when they milked her when they saw how much she enjoyed what they were doing to her. If only they were cows like Taylor, they could all be here and then they could play with each other all the time, enjoying each other’s company as they fucked the boredom of the day away, played with their toys, and drank their milk.

Taylor smiled as she remembered the one time that the other girl, Sophia had come all on her own one day. She hadn’t been very good at milking, and she wasn’t as nice as Emma, her hands had been cold, and didn’t know how to properly milk her, until. Taylor felt a twitch in her lower lips as she remembered how Sophia had milked, her. How Sophia had eventually given up on milking her with her hands and had begun to suckle on Taylor’s nipples, like a cute little caf, or a kitten.

At first, she’d acted all domineering to her and aggressive, like a cute little kitten. She had been standing all awkward and her neck would hurt after, so Taylor had just picked her up. Sophia had been all surprised when Taylor had taken her up in her arms and carried her to the corner where she could sit down. She’d made a big racket, and it had been cute to hear her, but she calmed down really well when Taylor had brought her nipple to bear. After that, she’d suckled on her like a cute kitten, wrapped up in Taylor’s long arms and suckling on her teat. It had felt amazing, and she loved how hot and steamy things had gotten after.

She never wanted to do that whenever Emma was here, but that was fine, Emma was really good with her hands, making sure they were nice and warm when she milked her, teasing her nipples just right, and she could even drink her milk after. They left them in a fridge on Taylor’s side of the room where the rope let her get to it. Not that it really would have mattered if Taylor really wanted to get at it. Taylor in idle curiosity had looked at the rope, and she felt she knew how to untie it. There was something in the back of her mind, flashes of green, but she didn’t quite remember them. If she tried she probably could, but that would be hard and she didn’t really feel like it.

Taylor opened her eyes, and saw Sophia on the other side of the room, sitting on a stool with her hands in her pants, biting her lip as she shifted her hand back and forth around her crotch. Taylor felt her mouth open and her tongue lol out. Sophia enjoyed getting eaten out, and she really looked like she wanted to play with Taylor, and Taylor certainly wanted to play. It felt amazing to get milked and to be teased so much by Emma, and it always made her drip with arousal as sparks of pleasure would go through her with every tug and pull of her nipples, squirting out milk into the bucket.

Taylor also knew that Emma enjoyed milking her as well. The girl had been all over her, playing with her breasts, touching her, and making her feel good. She even sometimes suckled from them, but mostly, she enjoyed wrapping herself around Taylor, controlling their time together. Taylor was fine with that. Especially when afterwards, Emma would be so worked up she would pull out the toys. Taylor loved the toys that she would use on her. Especially when she put on her special cock, the one that Emma used to “mate” her with.

Or maybe she said it was her mate… not that it mattered. The girl had been getting good at “breeding” her, that was for sure.

Taylor felt her hips begin to move and grind against Emma, and her breath was starting to turn ragged as she was nearing the end of her milking. Her breasts felt a lot less full and heavy, and she knew that she was making a wet spot in her cow print panties as the fire in her grew. Emma’s breath was coming out in puffs as well, she was really aroused, probably watching the show that Sophia was putting on for them, sliding her fingers in and out of her pussy while she watched Taylor getting milked.

Finally, Emma gave her breasts one last pull, one last squeeze of her fingers on her nipples, drawing out a last squirt of milk. Taylor moaned as she got one last flash of pleasure before Emma began to unwrap herself from Taylor’s panting and nearly naked form. Her legs coming together to rub against each other, giving just a little stimulation to herself as she waited for the two other girls to get ready.

“Finally done?” Sophia asked as she straightened up on her stool, having leaned back against the wall. She had been slowly sliding down her stool as she had been playing with herself.

“I think that’s all I can get out of her for now,” Emma replied, as she moved away from Taylor, slowly shedding her clothes. Taylor herself stepped away from the chair that she was leaning against and returned to just sitting and watching the girls, admiring Emma, her large breasts, her wide hips, her full lips. She would have made a great cow. Taylor reached down and started to play with herself as she watched Emma undress, meanwhile, she also saw Sophia begin to dig into the bag she set down and pull from it a strap on.

“You know, I think we might get more milk if we fuck her,” Sophia said, bringing over the strap on to Emma. Taylor saw how Sophia’s eyes were looking Emma up and down, and how Emma slowly stripped her clothes off, teasingly, for Sophia to see. The two were close, and had only become closer the longer they cared for Taylor. Taylor wondered how it happened… but… all she got was fuzziness.

Not that it mattered. The girls who took care of her were going to be fucking her soon.

“Really? Why’s that?” Emma asked, her hands over her jacket, sliding it off of her and puffing out her chest, showing off the size of her nice breasts.

“You know those milking machines in Bount’s base? They had dildos on them fucking the girls she had while they milked them. Might have been more than just that they were a pervert,” Emma hummed at that as she continued to tease both of them with her stripping.

Finally, Emma dropped her final piece of clothing that wasn’t some sexy attire, like what Taylor had had on, she finally took a hold of the offered strap on and began to put it on. The strap on was a massive thing. Long as her forearm and just as thick. The head was like a battering ram. Taylor for some reason didn’t think it belonged on a bull, but rather on a horse.

This was what Emma used to mate with her, and what made it feel so amazing when she used it on her. Taylor felt her pussy clench as she looked up at Emma, standing tall with her big horse cock. That was going to be going inside of her soon enough. Taylor began to rub herself more, diving her fingers deeper as she gazed upon Emma. God, she wanted it bad. It had been a whole day since Emma had mated with her since she’d been fucked. It had felt like forever.

Sophia sometimes had a strap on herself, though this time she didn’t seem to have one. Sometimes she did, but only when she didn’t have her weird clothes with her. Taylor never saw Sophia wear those clothes, a mask, some kind of vest thing with slots for steel plates she carried around, and a bunch of other stuff. Taylor felt that it was familiar, but she wasn’t sure why.

Taylor was distracted however when Sophia began to shed her clothes. Unlike Emma, she did so quickly, not really patient enough to put on a show for them. Though Taylor thought she should, it would show off her nice athletic body more. Plus it would get Emma to find her sexier, and she could then make Sophia feel good with her horse cock. Taylor could imagine it, Sophia suckling on her nice big boobies while Emma fucked her pussy, causing her to go cross-eyed and moan into her breasts as she drank from them.

Taylor’s thought process was interrupted however as Emma began to move towards her. Her horse cock swayed as she came closer. Taylor was giddy with excitement. Emma grabbed a hold of the rope connected to Taylor’s collar and gently began guiding her to the bed in the corner of the room. It wasn’t very big, but that wasn’t much of a problem. Taylor would barely be on it, and Emma wouldn’t be at all. Sophia on the other hand hopped on and spread her legs, her pussy moist with her arousal, just like Emma and Taylor’s were.

Taylor as soon as she got close got on her knees and got closer. Her big boobs would make it awkward to eat Sophia out, so Sophia was basically laying on her back with her head and upper back cropped up by the wall while her snatch was just a little bit from the edge of the bed. Unable to wait, Taylor reached out and grabbed a hold of Sophia’s firm rear, and pushed her face forward, immediately diving into Sophia’s box.

“Mmmmm,” Sophia groaned as she breathed in. Her hand went for Taylor’s head and gently grabbed it. She didn’t need to do anything as Taylor had gotten very good at eating Sophia out, driving her tongue in and out of the black girl, driving it up against her walls and only sometimes touching her G-spot. Taylor knew exactly where it was and had even gotten the girl to cum in seconds when she didn’t have much time. But Taylor wanted this to last longer since when she ate Sophia out, the black girl usually left right after.

“She’s good at that isn’t she?” Emma asked, a hand coming down and rubbing at Taylor’s wet snatch, causing a small spark of pleasure. Taylor arched her back and moved her hips back a little to catch more of Emma’s fingers, but they stayed right on her pussy, rubbing at her and feeling how wet she was.

“Fuck she’s good,” Sophia grunted, breathing hard already as Taylor began to tease her G-spot again, causing a small spasm, signalling that she should back off. Though she didn’t stop teasing the poor girl, instead, sliding up and down her vaginal walls, and even doing a few letters just to keep Sophia on edge.

“I guess I should reward the cow,” Emma said absently, and then Taylor felt it, right at the entrance to her hole, she felt Emma’s cock. Taylor felt her breathing grow ragged in anticipation of Emma’s long and thick horsecock. Her pussy twitched, and she resisted the urge to drive herself back onto it. That would get her a spanking, and she wouldn’t be mated by Emma that day.

There was no fanfare, no preparation, just one moment Emma was letting her cock sit at the entrance of Taylor’s snatch, the next, she was pushing it. Taylor moaned into Sophia’s cunt, sending vibrations through the girl and causing her to moan as well. Though Taylor didn’t stop for long. Instead, she began to lick faster, her tongue frenzy being driven by the increasing lust and the wave of pleasure that emanated from just being penetrated by Emma’s wonderful horse cock. Even as it just sat in her, it felt amazing, like it had filled a void in her that she didn’t even know she had. Divine.

Then Emma started moving, and Taylor did nothing to hold back her moans, as the pleasure rippled through her. The pleasure drove Taylor to use her tongue faster on Sophia as she continued to moan and vibrate Sophia’s box with her tongue. Taylor shifted her hips and pushed back as much as she could without separating herself from Sophia. Feeling the dildo dive deeper with every thrust, always hitting her g-spot with every thrust because of the thick head that was pounding Taylor into Sophia’s pussy.

Taylor could already feel herself getting close as the horse cock pounded her, driving her lust addled brain insane with overstimulation. She was nearly there, and Sophia sounded like she was nearly about to cum as well. Her breath was coming in and out faster than before, almost sounding like she was hyperventilating. Taylor could imagine her cute face looking all distraught as she got close to cumming. Taylor redoubled her efforts, making sure to moan loudly with every thrust, not that she tried to suppress it before.

Sophia made another cute sound and suddenly Taylor could feel her twitching with her tongue. Sophia reached forward and grabbed her head, gripping on her hair and her legs moved together to trap her head in place. Sophia curled towards Taylor’s head as she spasmed around Taylor’s tongue, while at the same time, Taylor moaned as she started to feel herself cross the precipice, and drove her hips back as best as she could with Sophia holding on to her head, riding her way through the blast of nirvana that was blowing through her. Emma just kept going, however, sending more and more waves of pleasure through Taylor, causing her to scream even louder into Sophia’s pussy, sending vibrations through it and causing a stream of girl cum to spray out of Sophia, filling Taylor’s mouth with Sophia’s arousal.

After a moment, Sophia pushed Taylor away and pulled herself back from Taylor’s tongue. Taylor herself had gone cross-eyed from the pleasure racking her form, running on autopilot as she began to earnestly drive herself back against Emma’s divine horse cock, spasming as her form was rocked by another climax of bliss.

“Moo!” Taylor cried, her eyes glazed over as Emma drove her into the bed, her teats dragging across the rug floor, stimulating them as they did so. Taylor’s tongue darted out, seeking Sophia’s pussy some more as she made licking motions, wanting to lick more, but Sophia was out of range of Taylor. What little part of Taylor’s mind was still operating through the pleasure thought that it would have been nice to continue to hear Sophia’s cute and erotic moans...

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“Ugh...” Taylor groaned as she woke, turning to…

Taylor’s eyes shot open as she looked down at her chest. There… there were boobs… her boobs. Confused, Taylor thought back, then realised something.

None of that had been a dream.

It had all felt dreamlike and fuzzy. Like she was just on cloud nine the whole time, uncaring about anything that was going on, uncaring about…

Taylor reached up and gripped the rope that was tied to her… to her collar. Taylor reached back and touched to the knots that were there, and realised it was a fairly simple knot, she’d undone a few of them at the summer camp nearly two years ago. The knot was quickly undone and Taylor felt around with her bugs.

She was certainly not at home, in fact, she wasn’t exactly sure where she was, though, judging by all the industrial buildings and warehouses, she must be near or at the docs, thought… it could be the train yards.

Taylor pushed the covers off of herself and shook her head. She was still… fuzzy feeling… but she… she wasn’t as bad as she was the last… oh, how long had she been screwed up like that. How long had those bitches been keeping her here?

Despite not being able to see with her eyes, Taylor used her bugs to guide her to the door of the room, finding it surprisingly easy to get up from the bed despite the massive damn udders on her chest. What the hell did they do? Taylor tried to remember, but it was all fuzzy… Had the Trio done this to her, turn her into a god damn sex slave with… tinker tech or something?

That… that honestly seemed too far even for them, but she could remember it, she could remember having sex with them, and she had the boobs she had in the dream and she was in the same place. Was she mastered? Were one of the Trio, well, Emma and Sophia really, Madison wasn’t a part of this, but was one of those two capes?

Taylor used her bugs to open the various locks that were on the door. There was also the outfit that her dream self had created while bored for days on end. Taylor had her bugs bring it to her while she walked up the stairs.

No… that didn’t make sense… the two of them couldn’t be masters because…

Taylor’s eyes widened as she held her spider silk bodysuit.

Because Sophia’s fucking Shadow Stalker!

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There we go! My contribution to the Year of the Ox is complete with my very first Hucow Taylor snippet that got way too large.
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