Pretty Cow - The Making of a Hucow

by Cindel Sabante

  Pretty Cow – The Making of a Hucow

  Cindel Sabante

  Copyright 2013© Cindel Sabante

  All characters in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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  Pretty Cow - The Making of a Hucow

  The bass boom of the subwoofers in the corner made it nearly impossible for me to hear anything. "What?!" I yelled back at Kim, "I can't hear you at all!"

  Kim, my best friend, pulled me off of the dance floor and towards the bar. Her thick painted lips were moving, but I still couldn't understand anything she was trying to say.

  "I seriously can't understand you!"

  Kim kept trying, eventually pulling me into the bathroom where the music was muted and her voice was amplified by the tiled walls. She was hysterical by the time she pushed the door closed.

  "They took her!" she said as she paced frantically. "They fucking took her! Right from the bar!"

  My good mood instantly vanished. There was only one person that Kim could be talking about. It was my twin sister Nicole who'd come out with us tonight. My blood ran cold. "Who took her Kim? Who took Nikki?"

  The poor blonde was shaking and mumbling to herself. "I tried to help. Tried to stop them. No one could hear me..." Her head rose from the floor and her blue eyes, wide with fright, stared right at me. Kim sent chills down my spine. "I tried to stop them Jenny! I tried to help her!"

  I grabbed Kim, pulling her into a hug. She was shaking like a leaf and wouldn't stop crying. My mind was running a mile a minute. What the hell was I going to do? If Kim was right, someone had taken my sister. I had to find her.

  Pushing my hysterical friend away from me for a moment, I pressed her for more information. "Hey, I need you to focus. Who took my sister?"

  "B, B, Biiig guys! Two of them. I tried to stop them!"

  I ran a hand through her hair and tried to keep a smile on my face. Kim was barely keeping it together. I couldn't let her crack right now. "I know you did Kim. Just calm down. What did you do next? Did you try and call the cops?"

  The addled blonde nodded and pulled her phone out of her purse. "Tried. I tried to help her! They smashed my phone..." I looked at the smartphone in Kim's hand. The pink phone, covered in Hello Kitty stickers, was a mangled mess. The screen was shattered and was bent in the middle as if someone had tried to break the phone in half. There was no way it worked anymore. "I tried to call..."

  Kim's eyes glassed over and she was gone. Though her body was still upright and her eyes were still open, there didn't seem to be anyone behind them anymore. I shook her, hoping to get some kind of response, but she just stared at me. "Damn it Kim! You need to snap out of it! We need to find Nikki!"

  My sister was gone and my best friend just went zombie. I didn't have a phone. Nikki and I shared to save money. What the hell do I do?

  "Come on Kim," I said as I pulled on her arm. Kim shuffled forward a step, but it was clear that she didn't want to move. Not anymore. "Kim, I need you right now! We have to find her!" She still didn't move. She wasn't even blinking anymore. I needed to find my sister and right now, Kim was nothing but dead weight. "Alright, new plan. You stay here. I'll come back and get you once I find Nikki."

  Kim didn't respond and she didn't chase after me when I bounded out of the bathroom either. Full of energy and high on adrenaline, I pushed the door open and ran into the club as fast as I could in heels and a party dress. But I didn't make it more than a few feet before two large hands grabbed my arms.

  The hands tightened on my tiny arms, with thick fingers pressing into my skin. "What the fuck?!" I screamed even though I knew no one could hear me. I looked left then right and saw two men, both large and smiling, holding me in place. "Let me go!"

  But the men didn't loosen their grip on my arms. Instead, their smiles grew, showing me rows of crooked yellow teeth. I tried to shake them off, but the men just tightened their grip. I screamed in pain as dirty fingernails dug into my skin. Why wasn't anyone stopping them? The club was packed and no one was doing anything!

  One of the men pointed towards the bathroom and I saw a third burly man with a thick mop of curly black hair head towards the closed door. Kimmie! I'd left her all alone. There was no way she could fight off the man. Whoever had me and my sister was going to take her too. What the fuck is going on?!

  That was the last clear thought I had in the club. A moment after and I felt the sting of a needle as it pressed into my neck. It felt like ice water was being shot into me as the plunger on syringe slid forward. My mine fogged almost immediately, with the sounds and sights of the club fading away into an ethereal fog. My head grew heavy and fell to my chest, with my dark brown hair falling in waves around me. Nothing mattered anymore. Whatever drug they'd pumped into me made me so happy that I didn't care what happened next.

  *****

  A man, Asian, bespectacled with a thin nose over equally thin lips, stood in the front of the room. He wore an expensive suit, handmade to fit his small frame. And over the suit he wore a white lab coat. His name was embroidered over the breast pocket. In black silk stitching, the name read "Doctor Tsutomu Sato."

  The small Asian man wasn't the only one in the darkened room. A dozen people, some men, and some women, were also present. They huddled together, with all eyes on the doctor in the white lab coat. They were dressed in the highest fashion and most expensive suits money could buy. They were the power players of the world. Money was no object for the group gathered today.

  They made Sato smile.

  "I welcome you all to my workshop," said Tsutomu as he smiled at the crowd. "I will not waste your time here today with long speeches. You are all very important people. No, we will get right to the heart of the matter. You want something that I provide. And I am more than willingly to supply to you what I have created here."

  A man in the crowd coughed, a sheikh from the look of him. The doctor bowed to the crowd, then pushed the door behind him open. "If you will all join me, we will tour the facility floor. I am sure you will be impressed." Sato slipped through the doors, not bothering to see if anyone was following him. He knew they would. They all did. No one could resist at least seeing the creatures he created.

  *****

  The world around me slowly swam back into focus. My head was pounding and the lights around me were blinding, but I forced myself to keep my eyes open. I tried to call out but my throat was dry and my tongue didn't want to cooperate. All I could manage was a grunt.

  I was cold. And when I tried to lift my arms to rub some warmth back into my skin, I found my wrists restrained. No! No no no! Slowly, painfully, I lifted my head and looked down. Everything was still blurry, but I could make out the naked curves of my body, and the chair underneath me. The chair resembled something you would see in a dental office, with one major change. This chair had built in restraints. And right now, my arms and legs were tied down, preventing me from moving more than a few inches.

  This can't be happening! This isn't real! I shook my head from side to side and for the first time, I noticed I wasn't the only one in the brightly lit room. To my left, I saw my sister Nicole. And to my right, I watched two men strip Kim naked before pushing her into a chair similar to mine. The men were laughing as they attached wires to Kimmie. And I noticed immediately that some of those electrical leads were being attached to her private areas.

  I looked back down. I wasn't sure how I hadn't noticed them before, but wires ran over my body as well. Sticky disks with electrical leads covered my nipples and I saw multiple colored wires snaking up from the floor only to disappear between my
open legs. More leads attached to my chest, my temples, and my stomach, but none of them worried me.

  I looked back towards Nicole. She was wired up too. We were identical twins but I hoped I didn't look the way she did at the moment. Whoever had taken us had cut off most of Nikki's long brown hair, leaving her with uneven tufts over her small head. Her face was swollen too, with noticeable bruises over her arms. My sister had tried to fight back.

  She was still asleep and I hoped that she stayed that way. Whatever was happening, I didn't want her to be awake for it. I tried to look around, but as soon as I raised myself up off the chair to look behind me, pain shot through my body. I screamed loudly as electricity poured through me, channeled through my most sensitive body parts.

  "Stay still and stay quiet," said a tinny voice from a speaker in the wall. "Testing will begin in a moment."

  "Fuck y- IIIEEE!!" Another round of pain flooded me before I settled back into the chair and pressed my head against the soft pillow behind me. Tears slipped down my cheeks but I didn't make a sound. I wish I could say the same for Nikki and Kim.

  They woke up screaming and I knew the cause. Whoever had us, whoever was doing this to us, he had used the wires to wake up the others. To my right I could hear Kimmie crying softly to herself. But off to my left, Nikki stayed silent. And when I looked over, she was staring back at me. One of her eyes was swollen shut and her lip was split, but her other eye, green like my own, burned with fury. She just stared at me, with neither of us saying anything, before she faced forward and leaned back.

  The speaker hummed. "Testing will begin in thirty seconds. Please keep your eyes open and on the screen. If you do not, we will shock you until you comply."

  What is all this?

  The room darkened and the wall in front of us lit up like a movie screen. Ethereal music filled the space. I felt my whole body relax as the sounds washed over me. But as I watched random images and words flash across the screen at a rapid pace, I couldn't figure out what was going on. And when I noticed that the wall in front of me was showing different slides than the walls in front of Nicole and Kim, I was even more confused.

  I couldn't help but watch. Images of puppies, horses, pigs, and cows were interspersed with random words like bitch and milk and good girl. And randomly, images of naked men and women would flash across the screen. The images came and went too fast for me to make out details, but I swore I saw one woman being walked around on a leash, while another wore some crazy leather outfit with a feathered plume. I noticed quickly that most of the images were of men and women on all fours, smiling.

  The music cut out and the speaker crackled to life again. "Series one complete. Next series will begin in two minutes. Please keep your eyes on the screen in front of you."

  The lights came back on and movement to my left caught my attention. I turned toward Nikki in time to see the men from earlier appear next to her. They were pulling the electrodes from her body and loosening the restraints. I watched as Nikki kicked her legs free and wrestled her arm from one of the straps. Her hand moved so fast that I nearly didn't see it when her fingers scraped across the face of one of the men.

  He yelled loudly and my breath caught in my throat. His body blocked the blow from where I was sitting, but the unmistakable sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, followed quickly by a gasp that could have only come from my sister. The man she scratched grabbed her by her short hair and threw her to the ground. When she tried to stand, he kicked her in the small of the back, sending her sprawling. In the thick voice, he growled at her. "No. You crawl like the bitch you are."

  My sister just looked up at him from her spot on the floor. We might have been twins, but we couldn't have been more different. Nikki was a fighter, always quick to argue. I was also the quiet one. The one who thought things through. And right now, it looked like Nikki was trying to get herself killed.

  "Fuck you," she said from her place on the floor. I couldn't see the man's face, but I saw him tense at her words. And when he dropped to a knee and grabbed her hair, I knew he hadn't taken the insult lightly. He slammed her head back against the ground and whistled to his partner who wasted no time attaching a heavy, metal collar around my sister's neck. A leash was clipped to a ring and with a tug, my sister was forced to her knees.

  The man laughed as she pulled at the collar. He tugged the leash again, forcing Nikki to drop her hands back to the floor before she fell face first against the tile. She tried to stand, but the man pulled her back down again. The third time she pushed off from the floor, the man pulled her back down then laid his belt across her naked ass. Nikki gasped in pain and a red welt rose where the belt had landed. She didn't try and get up again.

  I realized once Nikki was led from the room, crawling on all fours behind the men like an animal, that I'd been holding my breath the entire time. My body shook as I sucked in lungful of fresh air. Where are they taking her? Why are they doing this to us?! But I didn't have time to think. The music started up again and the lights dimmed. Images and words began to flash across the walls once more.

  They were more focused this time. Farm animals became a clear theme, with words like milk, cow, stable, field, grazing, and bull flashing randomly. And the nude pictures of men and women stayed on the screen longer this time. A picture of a cow would flash momentarily, and then an image of a woman on all fours would hang on the screen.

  The women were all pretty, with easy smiles gracing their plump faces. Naked and on all fours, their curvy bodies were on full display as they all posed on their hands and knees. Huge breasts hung beneath them, with large, perky nipples. The only thing any of the women wore were bells around their necks, attached to thick leather collars. And every time one of their images appeared on the screen in front of me, I felt a tingle between my legs.

  The male images were even more amazing. They were naked and on their hands and knees as well, with nose and nipples pierced by iron rings. And instead of the soft fleshy curves of the plump women, these men were nothing but muscle. Their arms bulged and their chests were hard. And every single one of them had a cock nearly as thick as my wrist dangling between their legs. When these images appeared, the tingle between my thighs grew from a trickle to a flood. I felt my nipples harden under the electrodes and my pussy grow wet.

  No! Not here!

  I struggled against my bonds. I didn't know what was going on, or why I was so aroused, but I had to stop it. But the more I struggled, the more the feelings between my legs grew. It wasn't a tingle anymore. Now pleasure came in waves, and each time it did, my muscles would contract involuntarily. I couldn't stop it.

  And from the sounds Kimmie was making, I knew the same thing was happening to her. I lifted my head for a moment to see her, and sure enough, my best friend was writhing in her chair, with her mouth open and her eyes closed as she moaned in ecstasy. My head dropped back against the rest and my eyes closed as well. The pulsing pleasure between my legs was growing ever more intense and now the electrodes attached to my nipples were growing warm.

  As the pleasurable feelings grew, I tried to will them away. I knew now that whatever the wires were, they were causing my pleasure, or my pain if I disobeyed. But the images in front of me weren't helping my situation. I wasn't sure why, but the pictures of those men and women, on all fours like that, it was all I could think about now.

  What would it be like to have breasts that big? Or a cock that size in me?

  I imagined one of those muscle monsters mounting me from behind, snorting through his nose as he pushed that enormous cock into me. The thought sent shivers through my body, and as if the unseen hand controlling the pulsing electrodes could read my thoughts, the intensity of my electric pleasure grew.

  Kim was moaning again and again in the chair next to me. I knew I was next. I tried to tense my body but jolts of electricity would stop me every time I did. All I could do was sit in my chair and wait for the orgasm to come. I was at the whims of an unseen master.
The pleasure grew again.

  Like an explosion, my orgasm burst outwards, flooding my body with erotic energies. My toes curled as my head tilted back and a throaty moan filled the air. I gripped the arm rests, digging my nails into the padded leather. The pleasure grew quickly. The electrodes weren't turning off.

  Small speakers built into the chair crackled to life. I didn't notice until the voice in my ear was already half way through whatever it was saying. My moaning drowned it out. Luckily, the message repeated.

  "Such a pretty girl you are. But we can make you better Jennifer. We can make you more. We can make you like the women in those pictures. You'll be desired, wanted, loved. You would like that wouldn't you?"

  I could barely concentrate. A second orgasm had quickly followed after the first. My mind was clouded with blissful waves of ecstasy. Men and women on their knees with bells around their necks ran through my thoughts. Men tackled the big breasted beauties, taking them roughly. And then I was there with them, in the middle of a field as two bulls fought to claim my unfilled pussy. A third orgasm rushed through me.

  "Do you want to be desired Jennifer? Do you want to serve a man who will love you like no other? Do you want to be his pet? To live your life only for his pleasure? Just say yes Jennifer. You can be like those women, with big heavy breasts, full of milk that all men will want to drink from you."

  Big breasts full of milk. Men wanting me, fighting over me. No more work. No more school. My days would be nothing but pleasure. All I had to do was say yes. Could it really be that easy?

  My sister's voice filled my head. "Don't do it Jenny! This is wrong. This isn't you! They want to change you!"

  I pushed the nagging voice away as another orgasm blossomed. I could barely think. I'd never felt pleasure like this. And all I had to do was say yes. I could have this every day. Men would want me. Women would want to be me. I wasn't sure why or how, but I knew it was true.

  "Yes! I want it! I want to be like those women!"