Continuing on with my Got Milk? series, today I’m talking about why I love the thought of being a hucow! While I haven’t had the chance to play with this kink in person (other than in videos), I still have lots of thoughts and feels about being a hucow. It’s not a predominant kink of mine either, but recently I’ve gotten a bit more interested in it, which is one of the reasons I wanted to start this series!
When I first heard of the hucow kink, I thought it was a bit ridiculous of an idea to have people pretend to be cows. But, as I started exploring hucow culture more I found there’s a lot more than meets the eye including aspects that made me feel comfortable exploring the kink. Here’s some aspects that I love about the hucow kink..
Cows Are Cute
Funny thing, I don’t actually think real cows are that cute. And again, this kink, for me, has nothing to do with real cows. BUT I do think cartoon cows are hella cute, and I think human babes dressed as cows are adorable. I just wanna be a cute little cow with spotted ears, a tail, and a septum piercing, ya know? I WOULD BE SUCH A CUTE COW.
Big Titties and Lactation
I love my boobs. I love them a LOT. But, not going to lie, I would be absolutely love them to be bigger if I could do so naturally! One of the main factors of being a hucow is increased breast size, sometimes to cartoonish dimensions, because of breast milk production. I frequently fantasize about inducing lactation, and having my breast grow big and heavy due to milk inside them. To have my titties full and sore is such a turn on for me, and I love the idea of someone milking me or suckling on them.
Every hucow has a different experience with the type of submission they enjoy, and for me, mine is really similar to my type of DDlg submission. I like stern, but caring dominants; those who treat me like the princess I am, but will put me in my place if I’m bad. As a hucow, I like the same thing, but with a caretaker who will take care of milking me and treat me like their pet. I want an owner who will enforce rules to make sure I’m meeting my milk production minimums, and reward me with cock for being a good cow.
In certain hucow realms, when women become hucows, they also become a lot simpler minded, as their brains need to be focused on making milk, being obedient and being horny. Hucows can have a lot of crossover with bimbos because of their lower IQ and big breasts. As someone needs to be on-the-ball every day, the thought of being an airhead for a bit is comforting, much like how in my DDlg kink I can regress to a less-dominant state of being. I can push worries of the world out of my head and let someone else make decisions for me.
In some parts of hucow lore, hucows are constantly horny beings due to the hormones pumping through their bodies to help them produce milk and be ready to be breed. I LOVE this aspect of being a hucow, and it’s a part I deeply relate to. Even though I’m not always horny, I love the thought of being turned on 24/7 and being tortured by the erotic sensitivity in my body. There’s something really animalistic about your body being ready and craving sex all the time. Hucows can be so goddamn slutty, which I, obviously, admire and aspire to be.
This one is a bit off the cuff for a kink centered post but hear me out. The word ‘cow’ had long been one associated with fat people; it’s an insult I’ve heard in person and in the media since I was young. Getting to be a hucow allows me to reclaim ‘cow’, and role play in a mindset where fatness is appreciated and desired. Kinks are powerful as fuck.