Cannibal 4H Chapter 1: A New Project BY NEURALMANCER
JOEY PACED NERVOUSLY outside of the barn door. Today he certainly wasn't
himself. Normally upbeat, his mood as of late was downright somber. Through the
day Joey had mechanically attended to his farm chores. His thoughts were
elsewhere.
Only upon the approach of Joey's girl friend, Linda Sue, did his mood improve.
Her scantily clad body, just barely covered by a tight spring dress, caused
Joey's pick to stir underneath his overalls, the only clothing that Joey usually
wore. Damn, thought Joey, she looked good. The sight of Linda Sue's swinging
hips temporarily caused Joey's mind to think of something other than the fair.
Linda Sue yelled out to Joey as she came near. "Hey Joey, have you approached
your Father with your idea for the fair yet?"
Joey frowned as he heard Linda Sue's question. He hadn't dared bring up the
subject to his father yet. Human cows were extremely expensive. Joey wasn't sure
whether he was responsible enough to be trusted with the care of one. "No Linda
Sue, not yet. I'm still looking for the right time to bring the subject up."
"Well you had better hurry up, we only have six months till the fair." Linda Sue
paused as she came closer. Placing her hands about her slender waist, she
sexually tossed her head back causing her long jet black hair to cascade behind
her head. Standing with her bare legs apart, she had Joey's attention. With a
look of seriousness on Linda Sue's face, she continued to address him. "Well
perhaps all you need is some encouragement. We all know that you're the best
junior human cattle farmer in these parts. Now's our opportunity to prove it.
You need to show everyone that you're ready for responsibility. It's now or
never."
"I want to see the cattle." Taking Joey's hand, Linda Sue led Joey into the
barn.
Though from the outside the barn appeared much like any other, on the inside
similarities to convention parted dramatically. For this was a barn for bipedal
cattle. In a former existence the cattle residing within the barn may of been
considered human. Now the residents of the barn were highly valued farm animals,
nothing more.
The human cattle's special requirements implied dramatic changes to the barn's
interior design. For one, the barn's interior temperature was strictly
regulated. The human cattle now lived in a state of complete nudity. As such,
they had to be protected from the vagaries of the outside environment. Joey
always felt as if he had entered one of those elaborate enclosed shopping malls
with a sunlit atrium every time he entered the barn. Multiple sky lights
illuminated much of the barn's interior. The abundance of natural sunlight plus
a rather high setting of the thermostat made the barn's interior atmosphere
border on that of a greenhouse. Only on the warmest of days would the human
cattle be allowed outside.
Two parallel lines of stalls lined the barn's interior. Most of the stalls were
occupied by naked human female cattle. Cows they were called in the trade. Most
of the demand was for girls. A couple of stalls located opposite of the stalls
occupied by cows each held the masculine counterpart, bulls. With the exception
of head hair, all were hairless as well. Joey knew that well for he had
personally helped his father with the hair removal. One of the first chores to
be done upon a new cow's or bull's arrival to the farm was a dip in the hair
removal bath. The hair removal solution was strong stuff. After only a couple of
hours within the bath and the new cow or bull would emerge as hairless as a
newborn babe. Frequently the new arrivals would offer quite a bit of resistance
during this step. It wasn't unusual for the farm hands to come in contact with
the hair removal liquid. Joey had learned his lesson to ware protective clothing
on his first attempt. A wiry blonde cow had managed to splash some hair removal
liquid on his right arm. Joey made her stay in the hair removal bath a bit
longer than necessary. A couple of years human harvesting later and the hair on
his right arm had still not grown back.
"Young and lean" remarked Linda Sue as she kept her head turned towards the line
of cows. None of the cows ÷as more than twenty years old. All were young and
nicely filled out with ample breasts and shapely buttocks. Each cow was chained
by the neck to the cinder block wall. Their hands and feet remained free. They
offered little attention as Linda Sue and Joey walked pass. Neither did they
attempt to offer up any sense of modesty. Most of the cows had been on the farm
for awhile and probably had some idea of what lay await for them.
Linda Sue paused to pick up a cattle prod from the wall. Turning towards the
line of human cows, Linda Sue stopped in front of one of them. Linda Sue's
selected cow had been on the farm for some time now. The cow's body showed the
effect of the farm's treatments. Like so many others, this young cow, still in
her late teens, had been only average upon her arrival at the farm. After almost
six months however the cow had dramatically changed. By a combination of special
injections and diet the cow's breasts had increased in size. Linda Sue guessed
that this young cow was easily a D-cup now. Not that the cow would ever again
need a bra. In contrast to the breast enlargement, the cow's waist had remained
quite narrow. A second affect of the special conditioning was a leaning out of
the cow's meat. The hips and thighs had filled out nicely with tender meat.
Sitting with her legs stretched out on the hay lined floor of her stall, the
cow's gaze was fixated upon Linda Sue's cattle prod. The cow knew that demands
were soon to be placed upon her. "This one appears about ready for harvest. Just
a little extra work and she should win first prize at the fair."
Without saying another word Linda Sue jabbed the end of the cattle prod against
the shin of the sitting cow. Understanding Linda Sue's desire, the young cow
quickly got to her feet. The cow made no attempt to move away from Linda Sue.
She knew well the consequences of disobedience.
Keeping her gaze fixated on the standing cow, Linda Sue continued to talk to
Joey. "I see that you make sure that your stock gets plenty of sun. Did you know
that tanned cows always receive higher point scores than plain old white ones?
Not that it makes any difference in the end."
Joey nodded his head in agreement. He enjoyed seeing the naked cows prance about
the open air pen.
Linda Sue handed the cattle prod to Joey. With her hands now free Linda Sue
began to explore the soft contours of the young cow's body. Starting at the top
of the naked woman's head, Linda Sue ran her fingers through the woman's hair,
the only hair that she now had. Like those of all of the other cow's on the
farm, the cow's head hair had been pulled back into a compact bun extending no
lower than her shoulders. This particular hair style had become the farm's trade
mark. "I have always wondered how I would look wearing my hair this way."
Hearing Linda Sue's remark, said so casually, gave Joey a start. Hmm, he
thought, does Linda Sue secretly desire to become a cow? Joey formed a mental
image of Linda Sue spiked from ass to mouth and slowly roasting over a barbecue
pit, not an unpleasant thought.
Moving her hands down pass the sides of the young cow's head Linda Sue felt the
tag that the cow wore suspended from her left ear. "Ah my dear, reduced to
nothing but a number", Linda Sue said in jest.
Linda Sue then reached underneath the cow's now ample breasts and cupped one in
each of her hands. Squeezing hard, Linda felt the quality of the woman's tit
flesh. The cow's nipples hardened in response to Linda Sue's manipulations. This
time saying nothing, Linda Sue showed how pleased she was by the smile on her
face. This cow was definitely top prize material.
As Linda Sue moved her hands yet lower down the sides of the cow's body she felt
the quality of the woman's flesh, full, yet firm meat.
Bending her knees to lower herself, Linda Sue reached behind the standing form
to feel the young woman's buttocks. The cow vocalized a sharp sound as Linda Sue
pinched the flesh of the cow's ass. Again Linda Sue was pleased. "I can already
tell that this one has developed a fine romp roast. The meat should fetch a good
price in the market."
Through out most of Linda Sue's fondling of the cow's body the cow had showed
little if any emotion. She had become use to being treated as a lowly animal.
However, hearing her ass characterized as nothing more than a romp roast was too
much to bear. The cow's blank look of resignation was suddenly transformed into
an expression of dread and pain. True to her conditioning though, she still did
not say a word. It needn't matter. Neither Linda Sue nor Joey gave the once
human, now mere two legged cow, any heed. Nothing could change the cow's fate.
While withdrawing her hands from the lovely cow's ass, Linda Sue causally drew
her index finger against the cow's hairless vaginal opening. It was moist and
open. "Ah my lovely cow, so you enjoy your keeper's touch. No doubt that you'll
long ago lost any sense of inhibition."
Finishing her exploration of the cow's body, Linda Sue noted that the cow's
thighs and calves of the same high quality as was the remainder of the cow's
flesh.
Resuming a standing posture, Linda Sue returned her attention to Joey. "This is
the one that we should take to the fair. You have already done a fine job on
her. Just a little bit of preparation and we will certainly win first prize."
Joey nodded his head in agreement. "The only problem is convincing my father to
let us go. You know how old fashioned he is. He is unusually adverse to anything
that doesn't bring a profit."
Striking a sexy pose with her hands on her hips Linda Sue smiled. "Don't worry
Joey boy. Just let old Linda Sue here handle him. Besides, the publicity
generated from the fair should do the farm's sales good. If you want to get
sales you have to advertise."
As far back as Joey could remember, Linda Sue always had a wild streak to her.
He wondered what she had in mind for his father.
