Elliot Silvestri lives in upstate New York where he works and writes, not always at the same time. He has a degree in English Literature and his professors would be appalled at the shoddy construction of his characters and plots for his ebook erotica. His free time is spent with his wife and children, repairing a one hundred year old house, and herding the family's three cats.
Happy Hucows, Inc.
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- ISBN978-1-311-76078-4
- EAN9781311760784
- Date de parution12/02/2016
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- Infos supplémentairesepub
- ÉditeurJPCA
Résumé
Josie needs a change in her life so she does something unexpected. She enters the hucow program to provide nutritious human milk for a world where bovine flu killed off all the cows. As her body is slowly transformed into a hucow where she is free to give in to her animalistic, lusty needs by the bulls who service the hucows in every way they need.This is a 40, 000 word novella intended for adult audiences.
Originally published in four parts. Excerpt:She opened the door to admit the bull. Josie noted that Hank was wearing a kilt and nothing else. He was burly chested and hairy, though a bit short, making him not that much taller than Josie, and without the developed horn bulges of older bulls. "Come in, " she invited them. Her eyes were unfocused and she was distracted by Hank's presence. Once Josie had ushered her visitor in and closed the door Gena said, with a grin, "I brought Hank to satisfy your needs."Josie tried to wet her lips with a dry tongue.
"Um, that's very generous of you."Both Hank and Gena laughed. "Why don't you take her to the bed, " suggested Gena. "It's a little early for her for the acrobatics of the machine."Grabbing her hand, Hank led Josie toward her bed. She resisted, but only half-heartedly. "You can't just expect me to have sex with a man I literally just met, " she protested, but her words were weak. Hank turned to her and addressed her roughly in his deep voice.
"You're ready, " he informed her, as if she didn't already know. "I know what you want. I can sense it and smell it. Why do you lie about it?"As good as it felt to have his strong, thick fingers holding her tightly, she still tried to resist. "It's not.proper."
Originally published in four parts. Excerpt:She opened the door to admit the bull. Josie noted that Hank was wearing a kilt and nothing else. He was burly chested and hairy, though a bit short, making him not that much taller than Josie, and without the developed horn bulges of older bulls. "Come in, " she invited them. Her eyes were unfocused and she was distracted by Hank's presence. Once Josie had ushered her visitor in and closed the door Gena said, with a grin, "I brought Hank to satisfy your needs."Josie tried to wet her lips with a dry tongue.
"Um, that's very generous of you."Both Hank and Gena laughed. "Why don't you take her to the bed, " suggested Gena. "It's a little early for her for the acrobatics of the machine."Grabbing her hand, Hank led Josie toward her bed. She resisted, but only half-heartedly. "You can't just expect me to have sex with a man I literally just met, " she protested, but her words were weak. Hank turned to her and addressed her roughly in his deep voice.
"You're ready, " he informed her, as if she didn't already know. "I know what you want. I can sense it and smell it. Why do you lie about it?"As good as it felt to have his strong, thick fingers holding her tightly, she still tried to resist. "It's not.proper."























