Milked by Force 4: Human Cow Auction (Human Dairy Cow Reluctant Lactation Erotica)
Carly is taken to a human cow fair, where she is judged, milked, and loved onstage. Then she is auctioned off for the day to a wealthy cowboy. He brings her back to his ranch, where he and his friends lasso her, hogtie her, and give her a rough group loving and milking— cowboy style! More
Carly never expected to become a human dairy cow, milked and loved and forced to graze. Then Lindstrom Lactation Laboratories paid her a thousand dollars to become their human milk cow for a week. She was treated with Milkdown X, a special formula which made her bosoms grow and lactate… and become so sensitive that milking drove her wild with desire.
Carly is taken to a human cow fair, where she is judged, milked, and loved onstage. Then she is auctioned off for the day to a wealthy cowboy. He brings her back to his ranch, where he and his friends lasso her, hogtie her, and give her a rough loving and milking— cowboy style!
All characters are 18 or over, and all sexual acts are fully consensual. Read a steamy excerpt below!
“Step right up, folks!” the man in the checkered shirt shouted. He had a ringing voice that easily carried across the fair. “The human cow judging and auction is about to begin!”
As he went on, a crowd quickly gathered around the stage. There were men in suits and casually dressed men, cowboys and farmers and even a few firefighters. What they all had in common was enormous bulges in their jeans. Every single man was hugely ready.
Carly’s breath came faster at the sight. She wanted those strong cowboy hands on her milk-filled bosom, those weathered cowboy mouths sucking away at her assets, and those big cowboy tools up her pride and joy.
She lifted her head proudly, thrusting her gigantic bosom forward. If she was going to be judged, she’d be the best human cow she could be.
“First, the judging,” the auctioneer announced. “Judges, please step forward.”
A trio of men in suits stepped on to the stage. They nodded seriously at the assembled crowd.
“Folks, the cows will be judged on several criteria. Number one: milk production. How much milk can one cow give? Number two: milk quality. How delicious, nourishing, and creamy is their milk? Number three: responsiveness. How easily does their milk let down?”
One of the judges stepped forward. “Gentlemen, we’ll need some volunteers from the audience to test responsiveness. Who would like to love a human milk cow?”
There was a huge roar of enthusiasm from the crowd. Every man’s hand thrust into the air.
Carly trembled with fear and anticipation. Would she really be brutally loved on stage by an entire crowd of men?
After conferring amongst themselves, the judges selected one man per cow. The man who strode confidently on to the stage to stand before Carly was a cowboy, to her delight. He was rugged, tanned, and strong-looking, wearing a Stetson hat, leather chaps, and a belt whose steel buckle seemed barely able to contain the gigantic manhood that strained at his blue jeans.
“Name’s Chet,” he drawled. “Howdy, cow. You’re a pretty little thing. Look forward to loving the milk right outta you.”
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