Ploughing Contest at Brad's Human Dairy Farm

By Jeff White

More from the human cows at Brad's Human Dairy Farm. In book thirteen, more gorgeous ladies decide to join the farm, having their breasts forced to lactate, and volunteering to have the mark of the farm burnt onto their butts. Several of the girls go on home visits, supplying milk to their customers and playing rude and very kinky games, and the popular Chantelle gives birth to a little boy extremely publicly, before handing him over to his adoptive parents and getting on with her new life as a hucow.
Very explicit and possibly offensive sexual language used throughout. Do not buy if you might be offended. Over 18s only

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jeff White
• Release date: Mar 12, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005406479

Jeff White

I am a middle-aged Englishman, ok a young 56-yr-old, who has spent many years serving refreshments to a largely sympathetic public; I've now stepped back from that, and am doing a bit of writing, both adult and otherwise, and offering assistance to prospective e-publishers, ie helping to format and upload ebooks.

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Brad's Farm

Ploughing Contest

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Brad's Human Dairy Farm

By

Jeff White

Published by Jeff White

Copyright © 2021 Jeff White

Formatting and Cover Creation by bas fountain

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All characters are over the age of 18

This is a work of fiction; Brad's Farm doesn't exist

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Prologue

LOIS walked into the farmhouse and found Brad sitting at the table by the detritus of his breakfast, drinking coffee and perusing his newspaper with rather more intensity than she had previously known him to use on that task. Good story, Boss? she asked.

Brad passed her the paper. It's the local rag, he replied. See for yourself.

The story, appropriately enough on page three, was illustrated by a cartoon that seemed to be a female minotaur, a creature half-woman, half-cow, standing upright and flaunting her large breasts, accompanied by the headline, 'Human Cattle Stalk the Streets at Night!' There was also a poorly-shot smart-phone photo of a naked girl climbing into one of the farm's delivery vans. Lois quickly scanned the story and said, "Oh dear, someone seems to disapprove of us. And that's a very poor copy of our beautiful logo."

Indeed, Brad agreed. Could you please fetch Tabitha and Sophie for me?

Lois went out to find her friends and when they got back, Brad had been joined by Chantelle and Penny. It was the former who looked at Sophie and said, How could you?

"What?" Sophie exclaimed, not expecting moral censure from her young and outrageous young colleague.

"How could you let some woman take such an awful picture of you? It's like you're skulking away. You should have stood proud and let her get a decent shot of you."

I'm sure that Brad doesn't agree with you, Sophie replied, looking at the farmer and wondering just how much trouble Tabitha and herself were going to be in. And yet he did not look cross …

As it happens, Sophie, I do agree with Chantelle, Brad said after a while. I've had three phone calls already from other papers this morning. Interest in the farm is at an all-time high.

And that's good? Tabitha wanted to know. What did the papers want?

Brad replied, They wanted to know more about why two of my staff were out on the streets at night, naked and made up to look like cows. I explained that this is a working farm, you were out legitimately selling our produce, and that nudity is not illegal.

Wow, Boss. You always back us up, Tabitha said, surprised and delighted.

As with most things you do, this is likely to work well for us, Brad said; he looked at Penny. You remember that meeting a couple of weeks back? What was your big idea?

Opening up to the public? Penny remembered."

Exactly. I'd been wondering what the best way would be to advertise, but it seems as if Sophie and Tabitha have beaten me to it.

Tabitha and Sophie exchanged glances and Tabitha said, And that's good.

Yes, Tabitha, Brad told her. Now we have to get the first public event organized as soon as possible, and then you two, and a few other volunteers, can spend some time driving the vans around local towns. Putting your tits out there, so to speak.

"And showing guys what our actual logo looks like," Lois added, still outraged by the newspaper's poor representation of one of Brad's Farm's trademarks.

Penny had been thinking. We'll never get a new café up and running in time. We'll have to get catering vans in for the first one.

The first ploughing contest for the first one? Chantelle suggested. And I'll try to give birth on the day?

The others laughed; Brad said, I'm sure that you'll come up with a great plan for a perfect day between you. Keep me in the loop, though.

They agreed they would, and they headed back outside for a day's work on the farm.

Mel Joins the Farm

NICOLE parked by the shop, stripped to her skin, and walked up the lane to the farm. The place was a hive of activity; since she had first visited as a local authority health inspector, the human dairy farm had been transformed. The original milking shed and accommodation had been completely rebuilt, larger and more modern-looking, and two similar facilities had been built on different plots within the farm, some distance away but just visible, with a fourth one in the woods at the current furthest extent of Brad's land. Nicole, who was still employed by the local authority but was also now a hucow, knew that two of them were still empty, but the other one was fully equipped, and the first new hucows had moved in.

There were naked women wandering around, all looking suitably busy; in the midst of them, standing out as the only clothed people and the only males, were Brad, the farmer, and Stuart, the builder whose firm had built the new facilities. Nicole walked over to them. Still here, Stuart? Isn't it time you started going naked like the rest of us?

Hi Nicole, he replied. Maybe I should, at that, but I worry about the effect on my naked body of having you beautiful ladies around.

We've all seen a stiffie before, Nicole reminded him with a laugh. What are you working on now?

Your boss keeps having new ideas to keep me here. I think he just likes having me around, maybe for moral support?

Brad laughed now. It's not all about me, you know. In fact, Nicole, this is all down to you.

"Me? Nicole asked.

You see that shiny machine that Stuart's building a new structure around?

Nicole looked. Oh. A pasteurizer?

Indeed, Brad confirmed. If we're letting the general public in then I suppose we need to sell them some milk you approve of.

You can sell them whatever you like, Brad, Nicole countered. You just have to offer them a choice. But what's the excavation for?

There were two digging machines making trenches, and they were being operated with some dexterity by hucows. Stuart explained, Your colleagues are digging ditches for the new system of latrines. No more pissing in the fields: it all has to be collected and saved for the ad-blue factory.

One of the hucows, Louise, had found out that if enough urine could be collected and stabilized before the urea changed to ammonia, it could be used to make an additive for diesel engines to reduce their exhaust emissions; and the farm definitely produced enough urine! Yet another selling opportunity then! That's great, Nicole said. "You must have cut your waste