Crass as it sounds, I’ve been so aroused lately. I know it’s because I’m ovulating. Of course I go to my default fantasies and try not to question the amount of time I take to meet that increased need to make milk.

I spent all of last weekend indulgently writing a sex story about a woman who undergoes forced transformation into a Hucow. Of course the main character is based on myself and what I’d love to be subjected to.

I’ve been pulling at my teats in the mornings before showering. Sometimes they’re a quarter inch out by the time I get dressed. Too bad it doesn’t stay.

I can thank this shift in hormones for wanting to be bred. I imagine I’m forced onto my hands and knees and fucked a. cock on the end of a fucking machine. I want to be bred for 15 minutes at a time until I can’t take the bruising to my cervix.