Got Milk?: Tales of Horny Pregnant Babes, and Lovely Lactating Ladies

Addams

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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Authors note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

Milking Amanda

Kelly Addams

Copyright

Layout Copyright © 2016 by PMO Publishing. Published 2016 by PMO Publishing. Ebook design by PMO Publishing. Cover art by PMO Publishing.

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without the authors permission.

Authors note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

Chapter 1

Amanda stared through the window, verdant countryside rushed past as metal wheels hissed and bumped on metal tracks. The train cut through the very heart of England, and she had to agree with the words so skilfully written by William Blake, England's green and pleasant land, it hadn't changed much since he wrote the enduring words so long ago, and in her opinion it was still very green. In the rectangular fields edged by thorny hedges grazed the livestock, cattle mostly, dairy cattle. And Amanda gave her reflection in the glass a small smile, she still couldn't believe her good fortune... she had been selected, over all of the other hopeful applicants, he had viewed the photographs that she had sent, read her application... and chosen her.

Now she sat on a train heading to a place that she had believed was just fantasy. She hadn't even dared to believe that there were others in the world like her, and for years she had tried to close her mind to the craving that had lived within her for so long.

But then she had discovered the truth.

Of course it had been the internet that had opened her eyes. And an accident. Amanda had been killing time, surfing the web. She hadn't been looking for anything specific, but on this fated occasion she had turned away from the more usual celebrity gossip and followed a link that took her to a forum that was discussing breeding. But not breeding puppies, or rabbits or livestock... it was a forum devoted to the organised breeding of women. Women as farmed animals, women without any say over their lives, women to be impregnated and then milked like cattle.

I don't believe it! Stunned, Amanda delved deeper into the forum, she read the member discussions, she read the guest posts, she looked at the photographs. Some were ridiculous, busty girls dressed in skin tight latex suits, black and white dappled suits, their heavy breasts hanging through cut outs, and covering their faces, masks in the shape of horned cattle. But other photographs interested her more, she could see that the situations and scenarios were real. The women were naked, some on all fours, tits hanging, waiting to be milked, others in stalls of wood and steel tubes, hooked up to milking machines, their nipples elongated and dragged deep into transparent cups. Hurriedly Amanda clicked on a video link, she watched the farmer affixing the cups to a willing girls nipples, she watched the strong sucking action draw hard, she heard the girls gasp and groan... and then she gasped and groaned herself as the milk began to squirt. Amanda squeezed her own boobs, so full, so big... so ready for the same treatment.

Of course she became a member of the site and dived into the discussions, within just days she was posting photographs of her massive boobs in the members section. She was admired by many and never tired of answering questions, she also asked many. Her curiosity was boundless and as each week passed she felt herself drawn deeper and deeper into the fantasy.

But it's not a fantasy for some she reminded herself, for some girls it's a reality, a lifestyle. Some of these girls really are livestock, they are on farms, they are being bred, they are being milked! And as the images drifted into her mind, two fingers drifted into her wet pussy.

Amanda took advice, and the medication suggested kick started her lactation, so it was with tears of pride in her eyes that she squeezed out the first watery drops of milk from her aching nipples.

***

Amanda never pushed anyone in the forums, she was polite and respectful, she didn't like confrontation, and so it hurt her deep inside when a fellow member began to insult her in open chat, he began by accusing her of being a man masquerading as a woman. She flicked on her webcam quickly to dispel the fallacy, that was easy to prove... but then he questioned her commitment to the lifestyle. It wasn't something that she could prove on camera, she wanted to respond, to insist that she lived the role of Hucow, the name that she had accepted for herself, a Human Cow, she had even induced lactation, she was ready to be milked.

But Bernie the Bumpkin cut in to the discussion, he was a site administrator and charged with ensuring that everyone in chat played nice. To say that the newcomer found himself torn to pieces would be an understatement. A few seconds later a private chat request had popped up on Amanda's screen. It was him, and she accepted his request with enthusiasm.

I've been following you, in the forum. he began.

Thanks for defending me. she replied.

That guy's a jerk! a little yellow smiley face accompanied the reply, But tell me, how committed are you really?

Total commitment! 101% Hucow here!

Bernie the Bumpkin paused for a couple of minutes, she could see that he had begun typing, but he was clearly thinking before sending his next message.

Have you seen my profile?

Amanda flushed and shook her head, glad that he couldn't see her. Quickly she clicked on his link as she typed... Yes.

His page opened and Amanda gasped, Bumpkin as in Country Bumpkin, she knew it meant slow and simple really, but it was just like someone urban choosing the name Sid the City Slicker, but none of that mattered as photograph after photograph opened on her screen. Similar images to those that had drawn her in at the beginning, women shackled, women in stalls, and women on milking machines, their breasts heavy and full,