I can’t remember much about the time before I became a hucow. I know I had powerful urges my entire life, very primal and uncontrollable. I would act out because of the sexual frustration, looking for any and every opportunity to submit to my most animalistic desires.
I wanted to be naked all the time. I was always chasing that exhilarating feeling of being exposed for everyone to see. I was webcamming, driving around with my tits out, and walking into stores with my nipples peeking out of my cleavage. I was trying to get everyone around me to see me naked.
Regular sex didn’t interest me, I wanted it to be extreme. The more people the better, the older and uglier the better, all I needed was to have my nipples worshipped and eat cum – that was all my life had become about. I spent all of my time reading and responding to adult classifieds, hanging out in sex shops, and checking out online forums.
There was one listing online that made me more excited than I had ever been before. It was an elderly former farmer. He still lived on his land, but his children lived with him and took care of the farm. His posting said,
“Old man getting his dying wish, my sons have finally agreed to grant me this gift – a special woman to share with my boys. We are planning a night in the barn, it will be me, my three sons and two of my grandsons.”
Read more about my experiences with them here. That family changed my life forever by putting an idea in my head. I wanted to be a human cow. I called it hucow for short.
When I was turning 18 I decided that I needed to become a hucow. I had been thinking about it for years, and now I was beginning to actually take the steps to make it happen. I did not want to be an adult, I wanted to live a simple life as a sex pet, existing only to please my owner. But not like a house pet sometimes, but to live on a farm always.
Thinking about being milked was taking over my every breathing moment. I thought about it all day and dreamed about it all night, I knew I had to make something happen quickly. Read more about how I was able to find my first farmer here.