They’re hot on my heels, Enzo’s goons. I ran, ducked and weaved, but I was never gonna lose them. Until that damn advert that’d been bugging me all week turned out to be my salvation.
Empire Farm.
I was zapped from the jaws of danger by an alien who could read my freaking mind! He offered me a new, simple life away from Enzo and all the dangers. I just had to become a human cow with a massive creamy chest.
Being strapped to the milking machine was orgasmic, but I’d quickly grown attached to the alien, my handler, Gee. A little too attached. Okay, I was crushing hard. But he was only assigned temporarily, and I knew he was going to be replaced eventually.
What would happen to my creamy, orgasmic existence on an alien farm without him?
Find out in this creamy, steamy and romantic alien hucow farm short. 18+