Let’s be honest—these days, I’m more cow than human. I’ve gone from a chubby, fat girl with a bad attitude to a docile, submissive hucow, letting go of who I once was. The tables have truly turned, leaving me reduced to a state where I’m here only to fulfill your desires and pleasures. I am an object now, one meant for fattening, for fucking, for milking. My tits have swollen, heavy with milk, though they’re outpaced by my ever-growing belly, which rounds full with the weight of your cum and the richness of the cream I’ve been fed.

Each feeding, each session, draws me further into ...

Let’s be honest—these days, I’m more cow than human. I’ve gone from a chubby, fat girl with a bad attitude to a docile, submissive hucow, letting go of who I once was. The tables have truly turned, leaving me reduced to a state where I’m here only to fulfill your desires and pleasures. I am an object now, one meant for fattening, for fucking, for milking. My tits have swollen, heavy with milk, though they’re outpaced by my ever-growing belly, which rounds full with the weight of your cum and the richness of the cream I’ve been fed.

Each feeding, each session, draws me further into my purpose, grounding me as the giant, fat cow that I am. My body swells with each indulgence, and I’ve come to embrace that, understanding that my role is simply to open myself, spread my legs, and offer my softness. It feels natural now— letting go of thoughts, feelings, and everything else I once held dear. I exist for this, surrendering to the simple reality of being a vessel, an entity crafted to serve, to feed, and to fulfill. It's now time to milk your hucow, your property.

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