Still a hucow

I have decided I will never be able to make a career of blogging if I don’t actually blog….. Seriously need to work on that skill…..

My life as a hucow continues to be similar to my previous posts but my husband now finds it fun to let me produce for a while, then make me stop for two-three months and restart lactating.

He has done several cycles of this since I last wrote…..At first I was actually a little relieved, I can promise you that you will not realise what hard work it is to pump all day.

Without giving to much away, my job does not give me the luxury of hiding away and pumping, so on days I work, I can’t do it at all. That itself it not helpful to keep production up.

So when he told me he wanted me to stop for two months then start again, I was sort of happy and sort of sad. Happy to not be under the pressure of trying to keep production up, but sad because being ‘in milk’ is amazing.

With my job, I normally work several weeks then have one or two weeks off and then work several weeks again and repeat. He finds it fun to plan when I have to start and stop being a cow.

I am due to start pumping and taking Dom again on Monday (4 days time). This means in about one week when I am off work at home, I will be getting a small amount coming in. I will then be home for two weeks so can pump full time and produce again. When I then go back to work I will be having to manually express quickly in the toilet during the day at work. I will end up full and ready to be emptied at night though. He will have me produce for around 3 months to make it worthwhile and then let me stop for a couple of months.

What makes that erotic for me is knowing he has complete control over my udders and my body, forcing them to produce when he says and stop when he says. He teases me for weeks about the upcoming plans and says he doesn’t care if my milk bags get more saggy or floppy from the constant changes in my body.

It is very much a control thing to let someone change your body to suit their desires….and I love it.

I really miss the milk when I am having a break and I get so excited waiting to bring it back in.

I haven’t yet been allowed to achieve the super full, engorged udders I would like, but I have asked him this time to let me get to that stage. I want to feel the ache, and feel the pain of fullness, relying on him to let me pump or suckle me for relief.

He promised this time I can have fat, full udders and teats…. I can’t wait….

A fantasy story for you

I wrote this a long time ago, and I guess it shows my secret desires even back then……Please remember fantasy is exactly that – so if anything seems unrealistic, that is because it is not reality.  However it is reality in my head, and that is all that matters !! : )

The story goes……

Living in an adult only community has it’s advantages.  Each person has a unit, surrounded by a courtyard, fully fenced front and back.  There are 35 units in the complex.  The whole complex is surrounded by a huge steel fence, with security gates at the front.  It is strictly a no children area, the security officers won’t let children in.  That’s a good thing really. No children running around who could be offended by what they see through my windows, or in my courtyard.  Definitely a good thing, when I tell you what happened today.

I was topless as usual, and he had been stimulating my tits all morning.  He told me this afternoon we were going outside to play.  This got me wondering exactly what he was up to, but I knew he wouldn’t tell me more until the time.  Eventually the afternoon rolled around, it was around 3pm when he came and told me we had a new activity to try.  Normally I would be milked around this time every day, but he said not today. He took me outside, to the front of our unit, which was surrounded by a 6ft high timber fence.  Without me realising, he had cut three holes in the timber fence.  I had no idea why until he led me to the fence.

He positioned me against the fence, which is when I realised what the holes were for,  one was for my head, the other for my tits. I shuddered when I knew what was going to happen next.  He pushed me closer, told me to lift my jugs and put each one in the bottom holes.  I was turning red with shame, knowing anyone walking past was going to see my tits hanging out of a fence.  I did as I was told, lifting each tit, putting it through the hole. He told me to put my head through the top hole also, which I did.  He placed a black sharpie marker in my mouth and told me to hold onto it. I was blindfolded to block my view and he put ear muffs over my ears, muffling all sounds. I could still hear him when he was close, but it was hard to make out other noises.

He took his time in repositioning my jugs, wanting them to hang just right.  He grabbed my nipple on my left teat, lifting it and pulling it further forwards, bringing more tit meat through the hole. He did the same on the right, till both jugs were hanging out of the fence.

He took the marker from my mouth, and I felt cool strokes across my tits, the marking out of words, but I didn’t  know what they said.  He wrote something on each and I heard a muffled laugh afterwards.

He lifted one of the muffs from my ear, told me to be a good girl, and he would return in one hour.  He said my tits said “free milk”. He told me not to move away from the fence or I my tits would pay for my disobedience later. Dropping the muff again gently I heard him walk away, and I was overcome with humiliation being left like this.  I had no idea of the time so I couldn’t know when the hour was up, I tried counting minutes but that didn’t last. I had no choice but to stand with my tits on display hanging out of the timber fence.

As time went by, I head footsteps beside me, but I didn’t realise until they were standing right beside me, as the earmuffs blocked most sounds. Suddenly my nipples were being played with, gently tugged on, making them erect. The embarrassment almost caused me to pull away from the fence, but I knew I would be in more trouble later if I did that.  So I stood there letting someone pull my teats. It was only a matter of 10-20 seconds before a few drops of milk released and made their way to the end of my teat. Although I couldn’t see it, I knew my milk would let down almost instantly and I felt the tingle of it happen.

The pressure on my teats increased to a massage, and it felt like the person was working my milk out. They then worked both jugs at the same time, and I felt the erotic pleasure start to build, but it was quickly overridden by the shame of being left like this.  Suddenly the warmth of a mouth covered one tit, licking and sucking at the end of my teat. The person moved to the other tit and licked and sucked it also.

I heard what sounded like a second person arrive, and both my tits were suddenly covered with a mouth each, and there was a rhythmic suckling started on each one.  I swear I was turning bright red, but I also was getting more and more excited as they milked me. After only a few minutes, they both quickly left without barely a sound, leaving me simmering with  pleasure but unable to do anything about it.

Unable to track the time, I was unsure how long it was before two men arrived – I knew they were men as they were quite loud and laughed a lot.  It seems they were laughing at my expense, and I don’t think they were the same people who were there earlier.

They were not as gentle as the earlier people, this time my jugs were manhandled roughly, the nipples twisted and pulled hard.  I could feel there was still milk in me, but not for long the way they were milking me now.  I felt like a cow being made to produce. They both lowered their mouths and suckled hard, almost pulling the milk from my tits. Within a few minutes, they left as quickly as they had arrived, leaving my empty deflated milk bags hanging low through the fence.

I stood there, still unaware of the time, until he quietly surprised me a little while later by appearing beside me and lifting my ear muff, telling me it was time to come inside.

I pulled my tits back through the fence, he removed my earmuffs, but he kept me blindfolded and walked me back inside beside him.  I was still embarrassed and he made it worse by telling me he had watched the whole encounter from the window upstairs.  I was so humiliated and when he removed my blindfold, I looked down at my tits and remembered with shame that four mouths had been suckling me just prior.  The words “free milk” were across my jugs in black ink, just as he had said.

With a spank across each tit, he told me to get to the shower and clean up, then present myself on the lounge for his usual suckling session.  I told him I had no milk left as the men had drained me, but he didn’t care.  He told me I had better get producing if I didn’t want any punishment.  I headed for the warm refuge of the shower, willing my jugs to once more be milk bags for his pleasure…….

I am hopeless at blogging…..

Seriously, I thought I would have time to write frequently, but I wasn’t being realistic – I have a crazy work schedule and a life !  So I am apologising to all of you for not writing more often.

Just quickly, I have been maintaining a very small supply and that’s all, but this past week I am ramping things up again, and I must admit the heavier, full, aching feeling that you get when you make an effort is worth it.  I love the feeling especially when my jugs are let loose at the end of a day when I had to wear a bra for work.  Because they hang, the pain when they swing and move is enhanced…..for the girls who aren’t at that point, it almost feels just like the pain your tits get before your period, everytime you move they hurt a little…..

I have been thinking about something a little different lately – I posted some comments on a website about hucows etc, and I had several people write to me asking if I would wet nurse them…..now that to me, is cheating on my husband, so I said no.  However one other man asked me if I would be interested in milking myself online / webcam for him to watch, and he was willing to pay for the privilege. That got me thinking…..could I actually have the guts to do it…..to me that doesn’t feel like cheating as it’s is non contact etc.  I would most certainly hide my face if I ever did this…..but the question is could I do it in the first place…..

Slow and steady wins the race, apparently !

Well since I last wrote (sorry its been such a long delay, life just keeps moving!), I have been very slack, and barely maintained my supply. I have just been doing enough to keep a few drops and that’s all.  I hear what you are saying – don’t stop now…..but to be honest it is hard and constant work.  Then I went and dropped my pump and had to send it away for repairs so no pump for several weeks.  Ran out of Dom pills on top of it all. Bugger !

Seriously the time infringement on a daily basis is huge – I was pumping for ten mins, every 1.5 hours generally.  Now that might not sound like much, but having to watch the clock and stop whatever I am doing is certainly taxing on time.  On the days I work it is even more difficult, and I was just squeezing my tits whenever I could.  When I dropped the pump I had no choice but to do everything by hand, and that’s when my enthusiasm dropped along with my spirits a little. I felt like all the signs were pointing me to stop, and I took that to heart a little, just wanting to give it a rest but I knew I had to at least do a little hand work.

However I have my pump back, restocked my pills (love my GP) and have been back on track the last few days.  The good thing is that once you put the work back in after already having milk, its so much quicker for things to get rolling again.

Maybe it is a little mind over matter to but my jugs already feel a little heavier on my chest, and maybe I am convincing myself they look a little rounder too.  Don’t get me wrong, they are saggy bags at the best of time, but they do seem to get a little rounder when they produce.

The feel like they protrude again, like trying to push out.  Brought a new bra yesterday (same size as usual) so my udders are feeling a little more confined at the moment too. Only because the material is a little tighter being new.  Tomorrow I will be hanging them free under my shirt (winter here in Aus) and working them over as much as I can.

My sex drive is a little low right now too, so He is not getting much pleasure from me although he doesn’t mind.  He always says not to worry, I am not a robot !  That makes me laugh, I hope I don’t perform like a robot either !  He simply means as a human we all go through different cycles and He doesn’t expect anything from me at the moment.  What a darling husband he is.

Well, best I go milk myself, albeit a few drops.  *smiling and waving goodbye*

Frustration AND Success !!!!!

Frustration and success……..

Let me remind you, I am a mindless cow who is trying to produce tit milk.

I sit, every two hours, with plastic cups attached to my teats. My hanging saggy udders. My milk bags. Watching the nipple being suctioned and released through the clear plastic shields. Desperately willing the first white drops to show themselves. Wanting to be able to show him the milky whiteness when he gets home from work. Frustrated that they won’t produce instantly. Patience is not my strong point, nor his. But the adventure is worth it long term.

I am being forced to lactate for him. To become his milkmaid and milk cow. He wants to be able to drink from me. He wants fresh boob milk in his coffee in the mornings. He wants me to have tits that leak in public through my bra and shirt. He wants to have them out on display at all times at home. He wants me to have long protruding nipples, rubbery to touch.

So I follow my strict rules every day. I take Motilium tablets three times per day. I pump my udders every two hours for ten minutes with the double electric pump. I take fenugreek. I go braless and stimulate my bags and teats constantly. I pull the ends, stretching them, rolling them between by fingers. I manually massage the tit flesh, rolling my fingers towards the nipple to encourage the milk ducts. I stand and bend over, letting them hang, shaking them, swinging them side to side, crashing them together.

He suckles them in the evening when he gets home. He also does it every morning. Lifting my shirt, pulling my udder towards his mouth. I am to allow him access at any time. If he says to lift my shirt, I must do that immediately. Sometimes he instructs me to make my nipples hard prior to offering them to him. He says he doesn’t want to see flat girls nipples, he wants hard woman’s nipples ready to be suckled on.

My frustration is building, impatient with my own body….. I stare at my nipple every time I touch it, just wanting to see one drop…..watching and waiting……

Then success !!!!!!

So I mentioned I had a drop or two each side….well that’s still all there is…….

How long did it take? Well there was around one week of just pumping and suckling, then I started on the Motilium (2 tabs three times per day – note that some Dr’s say 3 tabs three times a day). Once I started the drugs, it took exactly 7 days to see a drop.

So bye for now, am off to see if I can pump some more !

Had to start the process again…..

Due to some fairly important changes in our life, we put a sudden stop to things, just after we started back in July 2014. Only due to a couple of life events that had to take precedence.

However, we have restarted things a 2 weeks ago, so I am catching you up to where things are now. So today, its early May 2015 and we are off and running.

Week 1 this time was pretty much the same as the original week 1 that I wrote, almost identical, except not as much sex. Week two was a little more interesting.

I recently was suffering some reflux/indigestions issues, and my GP put me on Motilium (aka Domperidone). This drug is used for gastric problems, but it is also the main drug used for assisting or inducing lactation in women with not enough milk. Imagine my delight when I realised what he had prescribed me !! Problem was, the drug box only contains about 25 pills. For gastric issues, this is a month’s supply at one per day. However for lactation, it’s only enough for around 4-5 days. As I was only taking it for gastric reasons, I wasn’t able to do much with it for my tits (despite willing them to absorb the drug while I had it!)

I have an awesome GP, and I am not particularly shy when it comes to talking about my health. So I openly told him what I wanted to do and explained why. He was super supportive and was happy to prescribe the bulk amout that lactators use. He did of course ask all the right questions and made me aware of the drugs contraindications etc. What a cool dud he is. Love his work.

So despite my original plan not to use any drugs, we decided to use it to our advantage to hurry things along. I have been taking Dom for 4 days now, pumping every two hours (occasionally 3), putting my double pump on each jug and willing them to produce. Yesterday for the first time, I saw one tiny clear drop each side! I was ecstatic. It’s not much, but for big udders that have never been milky, this is a great start.

My husband is on annual leave right now, so he is around the house sometimes during the day. He was out when I first saw the drops, I was so disappointed I couldn’t show him. What a good cow I was though to make my udders work I thought. He came home a few hours later, and I told him I had been a good milk jug for him and my tits were starting to work. He was so keen to look, he took me into the bedroom and massaged each udder to see what he could get. I was crushed when not a single drop was showing. I felt like a sudden failure. He suckled me, spanked me for not producing and slid inside me, thrusting until he finished the job. Told me to get back to working on my tits. He had to go away overnight, leaving me alone to play with my udders myself. Pump, take pills, pump, take pills, that’s what my life feels like sometimes now !

Last night I got one more drop out of one udder, nothing from the other. I am so impatient to see more, but I must learn patience. Today I have pumped as usual, not a single drop either side. AAhhh ! Frustrating.

Beginning a Hucow life Days 1-7

All of my life I have been erotically excited by the thought of being able to produce breastmilk and breastfeed an adult. I want to be a milkmaid, a hucow, a set of tits that leak.

This will document my journey, but first, meet my tits.

Oh, and this is a fairly long look at the whats, hows, and whys of my journey, but I don’t feel you will know me or understand my without reading this all first. It’s also a logical, adult discussion with my husband about what we are doing.  Seriously, we are both adults, we are happy and we need to ensure we can have adult chats about our wants and needs.

Um, should I also say there are some downright dirty filthy parts of this story in places !

I have done a reasonable amount of mild breast bondage/nipple torture, and I would say my tits are the most erogenous part of my body.  If you want to get me excited, play with them, pull on them, suck them and the rest of my body will respond. The problem I have had in the past when role playing, is that I have not had a Dom who would push my limits – eg if I said stop, they would stop instantly.  Whilst I know stop can actually mean stop, I wanted them to ask me if I really wanted to stop, or if I could be a good girl and keep going.  No one has ever done that. No one has ever made me endure the pain/shame just a little longer, making me learn my own boundaries can be pushed. No one has forced me to go bra-less in public and pull my nipples so they are obvious to passers by.  No one has ever forced me to sit with my shirt undone, breasts and nipples just visible when the wind blows my shirt.  I just haven’t found someone to MAKE me do things I want to have done.  To me it defeats the purpose if I make myself do it, I can just cover up anytime I see someone coming….blah and boring. I want Him to hold my arms down discreetly, knowing the person walking by did indeed get an eyeful of tit because I couldn’t cover myself.  Hmmm, those are the delights I seek.

Needless to say, my Husband/Master is getting the idea, and certainly being able to tell him these things has lead him to start doing these sort of activities with me.

I don’t have children.  I have big tits, around 18D in aussie terms. Being this size, they hang down, they sag a bit. They have never lactated. But I like them.  Although it took me a long time to say that.

To me, inducing lactation is probably the strongest desire I have ever had, and have had for many, many years. I have loved the idea of working my breasts and watching tiny white drops appear on the end of my nipple.  I have wanted to have my breasts bound so hard they spontaneously leak – there is a video of a lady on the internet that epitomises my dream situation…she is bound so hard, her breast is constantly leaking/squirting and she can’t do a damn thing about it. I have wanted to feed a partner from my tits, having him latch on and gently drain me.  Is there anything more intimate than that? I want to be milked like a cow, either by hand or machine.  I want to have two holes cut in a fence on a footpath, and be forced to stand with my tits in the holes, not knowing who is going to suckle on the outside of the fence. I want to have Free Milk written on my tits, and be sitting in the park for men to drink from. Damn I want so much it seems…..

Can you see I have two different frames of thoughts here…..I do have the dirty side of me, and want to be used and abused for my milk.  But, I also long to have Him suckle gently at my breast at night, and waking up during the night feeding from me. Warm milk drinks in bed on the weekends… I long for the intimate and in-depth bond that lactation will bring us. Please don’t think I am confused, this journey will allow us to have the best of both worlds.  The gentleness of curling up in bed or on the couch for feedings, but the chance to use me as a milkmaid too for sexual purposes.

So onto a serious discussion we had about lactation.  Due to my long term interest, I have researched for years about lactation and how it works etc. I also have a medical background, so I am fairly well versed in how it works. We are not using drugs to simulate a pregnancy, I don’t like drugs of any kind.  We are using only pumping and natural herbs to induce.  We talked openly about the commitment, the dedication and the ongoing requirements of lactation. It is not just the time and effort taking to bring milk in, but it something that has further requirements, like needing to be drained or express regularly, leaking breasts and the need to wear nursing pads. It’s the fact that my breasts will never be the same.  It is likely the nipple will stay enlarged, the aereola will stay darkened, they may sag a bit more. The fact that once they have produced milk, they can do so years later, and may suddenly start lactation when we didn’t expect it. The fact that I will be likely suffering some engorgement and possible pain sometimes, the fact that my let-down reflex may kick in when I see Him in public. My breasts will be fuller and larger.  Are we both ready for that? Hell yes.  I am looking forward to experiencing every single one of those things.  I want them to hurt, I want to have to express, I want to look down and see them fat and heavy with milk. I want to be embarrassed by wet spots on my shirt.  I want to be stuck to a schedule of draining them.  I want to be reliant on Him to allow me to drain myself when He is absent.  I want to be reliant on Him to suckle me when He wishes, and if He doesn’t wish, I have to suffer with full udders until He says. Yes. We both want this.

MINDSET:

May I also just mention that inducing lactation is hugely made up of the mental attitude towards bringing milk in?  You have to think like a woman who is breastfeeding. You have to act like a woman who is breastfeeding.  You have to convince your brain as well as your body that you are a milk maker. Studies have proven that if you think and act like a breastfeeder, it will help lactation.

So you will find that from this point on, my language will tend to reflect what my breasts are going to be used for, milk making.  They won’t be breasts in my mind, they will be milk jugs, milk machines, milk makers, udders, teats or similar.

I work well with humiliation, shame and the thought of being a filthy slut for my husband, which is completely opposite to my vanilla life, so I always try to focus on that as well.  I am terrified of getting caught in public by someone I know. I don’t want to get arrested either I might add !

Remember above I mentioned we want the bonding closeness from this as well as the erotic side?  Well, we have decided to get the best possible outcome, I would be most mentally excited by having my tits treated as milk machines only. We are going to take away our bonding/love side of milk production, and focus solely on me becoming a milkmaid.

I am to become tits and holes for his pleasure only for now. We have agreed that apart from our personal hard limits, I am to do as He says and He will push my boundaries as much as He can. I am to make any hole available, at any time, for any use. I am not to deny Him anything that is within my normal boundaries or soft limits.

I have also decided not to masturbate myself during alone time, I feel that will keep it as being sexual, and will not help my mindset of being a milker.

Once my milk is well established, we can alternate between role playing, and being husband and wife who share nursing together. That will be a nice life to have!

RULES:

He has set the following rules which I must follow.  I am so proud of Him for being so serious about it. He sat down and wrote these out for me:

1. Topless at all times where practical (exceptions for cold weather etc)
2. No bra to be worn unless absolutely necessary (eg exercise/work)
3. If bra is necessary, only maternity bras allowed
4. Nursing pads must be inserted when wearing maternity bra.
5. If maternity bra is worn, I must drop the cup every hour and let the nipple out for 1 min each side with gentle finger stimulation
6. Double electric Breastpump to be used minimum 10mins per-side, every 2 hours when at home.
7. If at work, single manual handpump to be used 5min per side, as frequent as possible (eg, morning tea, lunch, toilet breaks)
8. Tits and holes to be available at His request anytime.
9. Fenugreek capsules to be taken as per recommendations (to increase milk supply)
10. This list is to be displayed visibly at home or carried with me when not at home.

Wow, I was a bit concerned when I read this, but it’s actually not all that hard to follow.  Easy to do on the days I work at home.  Just trickier on the days I work on sites.

PREPARATION:

We had a chat about the possible chafing/soreness of so much nipple stimulation from the pump being used so much without prep.  As I already had a single manual pump at home (from one other time I toyed with the idea of lactation), we decided to start with 5 min manual pumping each side, every 2-3 hrs for the first few days to give everything a chance to get moving slowly.  Adding in lubrication to the nipple also would help.  After all, it’s no fun if the tit toys are broken L

I went shopping and brought fenugreek powder, making it up into my own capsules. Taking 3 times per day, but reduced dosage to start (can cause upset belly)

I brought a maternity bra.  My instructions were to buy a non-sexy version.  Something utilitarian.  Something to remind me my udders are only for milk from now on, not for looking nice. I found one that was pink….not my colour at all, but it seems to fit best of the limited choice they had.  I am already wondering if I will have to buy a larger one in future?  Hard to imagine my jugs getting bigger actually.

I brought nursing pads for the bra (for nipple leaks).  Again just now I have to think like they already leak.  Felt shame at the shops.

I ordered an electric double pump, oh my god, I seriously didn’t think I would ever be doing this for real…..

I think I am ready.

DAYS 1 – 7:

We treated the first couple of days as a warm up, getting used to the manual pump, testing the fenugreek powder etc. So here are some things I noted…..

Day 1, Sunday at home

• Pumped for 5 mins each side with manual pump. 3 hrly intervals.
• Nipples were fine. Hand was sore from pumping ! (Looking forward to electric one arriving next few days)
• No noticeable changes in udders.
• Fenugreek fine, no trouble in small doses
• Hard to keep arousal under control during day
• He suckled in early evening when he got home, and again in bed that night.
• I lay on my side to sleep, he spooned behind me, reached over and played with nipples for long time.
• High level of sexual tension, but no sexual activities at all, focusing on milk machines only.

Day 2, Monday at home

• Pumped for 5 mins each side with manual pump. 3 hrly intervals.
• Nipples were fine. Hand still sore but not as bad (I must be a sook!)
• No noticeable changes in milk bags
• Fenugreek fine, no trouble in small doses
• Hard to keep arousal under control during day, need panty liners to absorb cunt juice
• He suckled in early evening when he got home, and again in bed that night.
• Toyed with my nipples as he lay behind me to sleep but no sexual activities at all, focusing on milk machines only.

Day 3, Tuesday at home

• Pumped 5 mins each side, every 3 hrs
• Nipples fine. Slightly pink/red after pumping, returns to normal afterwards (pump arriving Thur!)
• Nipples becoming erect more often, jutting out unexpectedly.
• Nipples slightly more sensitive, brushing arm against them tickles more.
• Milk bags feel like they are protruding (but aren’t really, it’s just a sensation)
• Fenugreek fine, no trouble in small doses
• He gave me a milk jug massage for about 2 hrs, absolutely delightful and erotic.
• He spooned behind me to sleep again, however lifted my top leg, penetrated my cunt hole from behind, dumped a load inside me, kissed me goodnight and slept as his seed dribbled out of me all night.

Day 4, Wednesday at home half day/shopping half day

• Increased pumping to 10 mins each side, every 2 hrs (increase in time and frequency from today)
• Nipples fine, definitely more erect more often. They feel a little “waxier” and “rubbery” to touch today.
• Nipples more sensitive, very slight tingling feeling more often.
• Tiny increase in nipple size, seems to be more in their width, and a tiny change in length when erect.
• Was at the shops for 2 of my pumping times, so took manual pump with me. Parked in underground carpark (bit darker than above ground). Left shops at scheduled times, returned to car, sat in car and pumped 5 mins each side. So embarrassed, was sure someone would notice, but not one person walked past.
• Udders feel like they are sticking out from my chest (more of a sensation than actual protrusion)
• Udders feel as though they are trying to grow (like a balloon is inside them being blown up)
• Wore a bra for first time in 4 days, very strange feeling now. Udders felt wobbly and jiggly as I walked, even though they were confined.
• Confining udders causes nipples to rub on bra material increasing sensation
• Cannot keep my hands off my milk jugs. I am forever playing, pulling, tickling them.  I am getting nothing done at home !
• Very slight tenderness in milk jugs but not all the time and not very noticeable as yet.
• He suckled me on the couch when He got home for about 10 mins each side.
• Forced me to suck His cock on lounge after He suckled my milk jugs. He did not ejaculate, said I did not deserve it yet.
• He gave me a breast massage in bed approx. 1 hr, just amazing and erotic.
• He slapped my tits a while. He likes to pull them out by the nipple, and slap the tender underside.
• I asked him to punch my milk bags gently. I stood up beside the bed bent forward so they hung down, and he used them like a speedball punching bag.  Not hard, just gently.  Turned me on big time as I have always wanted to try that. Saw it on the internet of course.
• He again spooned behind me for sex, lifting my leg and loading me with his seed. Went to sleep with his cock in me. He knows that I am not keen on having him come inside me, so He is using this to His advantage. Makes me feel dirty and filthy, which I guess is the whole point…..

 

• BIGGEST CHANGE SO FAR: He can feel my udders becoming more “lumpy” inside, he described it as like caviar, or tiny beads in clusters inside the flesh. I noticed that today also, it is very obvious today when you push into the flesh, you can feel them.  I hadn’t said anything to Him beforehand, so it was great that He noticed it as well as me. I also hadn’t explained how milk ducts grow, so He didn’t know that either.  This is making me a little more confident things are underway.  I get butterflies in my tits and belly thinking about it!

 

• MY FEELINGS: Excited that tits seem to be changing a little internally. Nipples appear bigger and more prominent when erect, but no obvious change when flat which is frustrating.  I am impatient so I can’t expect too much too soon.

 

Day 5, Thursday at home

• Pumping 10 mins per side, every 2 hrs.
• Electric pump arrived in time for 2^nd session, yeehaa ! (see notes below)
• Nipples today felt a slight burn/heat feeling. It feels like they are trying to grow outwards and push themselves out.
• Nipples look same size as yesterday when erect. (just that little bit wider than when I started out)
• No real colour change yet (was hoping to see nipple/aereola darken a bit but not yet obviously) Still look same when flat.
• Very slight tenderness in udders, mainly when I massage or push into them a little, mostly towards outside edge.

 

• NEW PUMP: Oh my goodness, this is just the most amazing thing. I put it together, settled into the armchair.  I unbuttoned my shirt (is winter here, allowed to wear shirt), and exposed each milk bag. I pulled on the teats, making them erect. I position the pump flange over my teats, turned it on to the massage mode (for let-down reflex) and let it run.  Ensure teat is centered in middle. Geez it was fantastic.  Tricky though to get to pumps into position and try to turn it on and change suction, but I got it sorted.  Ran the massage for 1 min, then switched to suction mode to draw out the nipple and milk it.  Ran it for 10 mins, tried different suction levels and cycle speeds. Looking back now, maybe should have tried a lower suction, might have been a tiny bit too much but hey, that’s my excitement at getting started. What did it feel like?  It felt like to mouths working my nipples, I closed my eyes and imagined two men drawing my milk from me….very erotic. It’s a combination of having someone vibrating the end of your teat as they suck.

 

• I also tried bending over and being milked like a cow with the machine. Damn that was sexual to feel.  The suction would have to be cranked up to keep them in place, but I didn’t want to do damage first time round.  I bent forward, held the pumps on my udders and spread my legs, as though ready for Him to slip His cock into me from behind.  It was driving my mind crazy.

• Ran the massage for 1 more min at the end. Can’t wait for the next session…..
• Disappointed so far today, my milk bags don’t look any different, I convinced myself they were getting smaller and flatter (seriously?). A bit sad this afternoon.

• He was so excited when he got home, made me wear the pump in front of Him, I was a bit embarrassed at having to sit there and be pumped. It was weird like I was cheating by having them pulled by someone other than Him.

• Went to bed, He suckled me a while. He forced me to suck His cock, and violently thrust Himself down my throat, pushing His seed to the back of my throat and holding my head until I swallowed.  I don’t like swallowing so I struggled with this as soon as I realised I was going to get a mouthful. I honestly had no choice, I would have gagged and coughed and threw up if I didn’t swallow.

• He moved to the bottom of the bed, and sat between my legs, facing me. He pulled my flaps apart, and held them there, inspecting my hole.  The cool air was strange to feel on my clit and inner lips.  He told me to cover my face and wait until He returned as He wanted to get something from the kitchen.  He returned, opened my lips again, and started inserting something into me.  It was freezing cold and heavy to feel sliding in me. I found out afterwards it was a piece of marble (from my mortar and pestle). He pulled it out after a short time, and inserted something warmer but longer. This turned out to be a brand new vibrator we have had for a while but not opened.  He withdrew it after a short while also, and started pushing something wide into me.  He arranged my cunt lips as he worked it in to me, but I couldn’t get it all the way.  Turns out it was a small bottle from the kitchen. The shape was just like the old glass milk bottles we used to get, but a little bit shorter.  A wide mouth/neck going down into a larger bottle shape.  I suspect I am going to be given the bottle again until I learn to take it all. I felt absolutely humiliated. Firstly humiliation from having my hole inspected so closely. Secondly from having everyday kitchen implements inserted into me. He is doing a very good job of using me and making me feel this way (hmm, which is exactly how I want to feel). Slut, dirty, filthy wife who can’t get enough of her udders being pulled and holes being penetrated.

MY FEELINGS: Disappointed about udder size not really noticeably changing (my own impatience showing). Enjoying being forced to fuck and swallow whether I like it or not. Feel every day that I am becoming more cow like. Sitting on couch, holding cups against udders, being pulled and manipulated by a machine. Just like cows.  Used for milk production and nothing else. Vibration and tugging feeling the machine gives my nipples washes over me about every 10-15 seconds.
Day 6, Friday, home mostly, short shopping trip for groceries in morning

• Pumping increased to 20 mins, every 1.5-2hrs. 5 min of pump in let-down mode, 15 min in suction mode.
• Nipples fine, still look same when flat, however when erect they are very hard, and each one has become more roundish and dome shaped, capping off the end of my teat nicely.
• Nipples feeling different – they are not painful or sore, it’s more like they are super sensitive and the feeling is from deep down in the nipple (as opposed to a surface being touched gently)
• Fenugreek increased to 5grams per day…I was only taking approx. 2g per day, which is ok to start with, but a bit lower than recommended.
• No noticeably changes in udder bags, still feel like beads inside, still small amount of occasional tenderness when pushing or squeezing.
• Had to do groceries today, asked Him if I could wear my sports bra, He said no. Must wear maternity bra. I am not liking this bra, there is no underwire and for saggy milk bags like mine, they need support. This bra seems to just flatten them against my chest, it doesn’t really cup each jug. He told me that to prove I had it on, I had to show the bra being worn in a photo, in the carpark of the shops.  I did it and text it to him.  He then made me take two more photos.  Next photo was with one side of bra undone and milk bag hanging while other stayed covered (for some reason, having one out felt much more lewd than exposing both).  Last photo was with both udders hanging out of bra.  All sent via text to Him to prove my worthiness of His time and for bothering Him. Thank goodness no one saw me, I would have been shamed so much.

MY FEELINGS: Stronger feelings than I expected towards being a milk maid/hucow.  Loving it.  Constantly stimulating nipples myself (to increase prolactin hormones), pulling and tugging them gently every chance I get.  Like it when He walks past, orders me to lift my shirt and hold my teats out for Him to tug the nipples before He walks away smirking. Last two days when He suckles it feels as though I am being suckled deeply from within the middle of my udder bag.

Day 7, Saturday at home

• He used my holes 4 times today, penetrating each one at least one, and a second time in my cunt hole.  He would slide into me, thrust a few times, and walk away.  Talk about frustrating.
• Nipples still slowly getting wider
• Nipples sensitive
• Fenugreek 5grams, belly ok
• Milk bags still about the same, no obvious change
• Pumping 10mins per side, every 2 hrs.
• Stimulating nipples by hand constantly
• Getting impatient, waiting for udders to change more

See you next week with more info…..