u/CaptainTots

World War 3 wasn’t fought with nuclear weapons like many feared, but instead by biological means. Between the war and the effects of multiple pandemics, western society had been decimated and the population trend was in a grim spiral towards extinction. By the year 2050, much of the population had been reduced, and it was nearing a critical tipping point. Enter the International Month of Fertility, known as Mayternity. Many nations, including the U.S., had created incentive systems to encourage growth, but after a few years, the effects were nominal.

In the United States, a new law is passed, the goal of which is to repopulate the country and ensure the survival of its people, while at the same time, limiting women’s rights. This law, known as the Mayternity Decree, established a Department of Fertility, legalized breeding farms, and with great opposition, set forth a national lottery system that required all women under the age of 35 to register for the breeding draft after their 20th birthday.

After the protests subsided, the annual breeding draft became a public spectacle each May, as each state selected its yearly quota and a portion of the women were pulled up on stage. After the draft, these women were shipped off to breeding farms, for the good of the nation, where they would be led to one of two fates. With some tampering of the system, I’m selected in front of my parents, both Opposition Leaders, and humiliated onstage, the video going viral within hours. I mean, what sort of opposition can’t even protect their own daughter from becoming one of these “brainless livestock” as regular women joked?

The larger breeding farms, of which I’m sent to, participate in a black market slavery practice. While they were regulated by the Department of Fertility, the Department only cared that the farms showed growing numbers of offspring from the cows they processed. Milking the cows was another added profitable benefit that they took advantage of for the duration of the time cows were in their care. The farms hosted auctions and private sales to those willing to pay for their own personal hucow, with the stipulation that the cows still had to produce a number of offspring and an annual physical report be sent back.

Glendale Farms is one of the highest regarded of the new breeding farms, catering almost exclusively to the ultra-rich and powerful. But, it has a darker edge. Its premier cows are extremely well manner, in part because of the punishment system for acting out. For the cows like me, who either resisted their new lives or fought back, the guards got to have their fun with us. It didn’t help when a potential buyer leaves me behind for another, prettier cow. There’s hope though, as a new buyer comes in.

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Hello, all !

I am searching for a LONG-term partner for a plot- and character-driven (and of course, smut-filled) story, with maybe a Happily Ever After at the end.

If you have any questions or are at all intrigued, please message me! And with all of this being said, I am potentially open to other similar ideas, as well as discussing this with other female writers.

I’d love to see something of a more sapphic flair here, with a futa or female character take advantage of her position in society and purchase me as their little pet.

I’m hoping to find someone detailed, and most of all, a kind and enthusiastic writer. If this is you, please message! :)

World War 3 wasn’t fought with nuclear weapons like many feared, but instead by biological means. Between the war and the effects of multiple pandemics, western society had been decimated and the population trend was in a grim spiral towards extinction. By the year 2050, much of the population had been reduced, and it was nearing a critical tipping point. Enter the International Month of Fertility, known as Mayternity. Many nations, including the U.S., had created incentive systems to encourage growth, but after a few years, the effects were nominal.

In the United States, a new law is passed, the goal of which is to repopulate the country and ensure the survival of its people, while at the same time, limiting women’s rights. This law, known as the Mayternity Decree, established a Department of Fertility, legalized breeding farms, and with great opposition, set forth a national lottery system that required all women under the age of 35 to register for the breeding draft after their 20th birthday.

After the protests subsided, the annual breeding draft became a public spectacle each May, as each state selected its yearly quota and a portion of the women were pulled up on stage. After the draft, these women were shipped off to breeding farms, for the good of the nation, where they would be led to one of two fates. With some tampering of the system, I’m selected in front of my parents, both Opposition Leaders, and humiliated onstage, the video going viral within hours. I mean, what sort of opposition can’t even protect their own daughter from becoming one of these “brainless livestock” as regular women joked?

The larger breeding farms, of which I’m sent to, participate in a black market slavery practice. While they were regulated by the Department of Fertility, the Department only cared that the farms showed growing numbers of offspring from the cows they processed. Milking the cows was another added profitable benefit that they took advantage of for the duration of the time cows were in their care. The farms hosted auctions and private sales to those willing to pay for their own personal hucow, with the stipulation that the cows still had to produce a number of offspring and an annual physical report be sent back.

Glendale Farms is one of the highest regarded of the new breeding farms, catering almost exclusively to the ultra-rich and powerful. But, it has a darker edge. Its premier cows are extremely well manner, in part because of the punishment system for acting out. For the cows like me, who either resisted their new lives or fought back, the guards got to have their fun with us. It didn’t help when a potential buyer leaves me behind for another, prettier cow. There’s hope though, as a new buyer comes in.

\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_

Hello, all !

I am searching for a LONG-term partner for a plot- and character-driven (and of course, smut-filled) story, with maybe a Happily Ever After at the end.

If you have any questions or are at all intrigued, please message me! And with all of this being said, I am potentially open to other similar ideas, as well as discussing this with other female writers.

I’m open to both male presenting characters or something of a more sapphic flair. I’d love to see a futa or female character take advantage of her position in society and purchase me as their little pet.

I’m hoping to find someone detailed, and most of all, a kind and enthusiastic writer. If this is you, please message! :)

World War 3 wasn’t fought with nuclear weapons like many feared, but instead by biological means. Between the war and the effects of multiple pandemics, western society had been decimated and the population trend was in a grim spiral towards extinction. By the year 2050, much of the population had been reduced, and it was nearing a critical tipping point. Enter the International Month of Fertility, known as Mayternity. Many nations, including the U.S., had created incentive systems to encourage growth, but after a few years, the effects were nominal.

In the United States, a new law is passed, the goal of which is to repopulate the country and ensure the survival of its people, while at the same time, limiting women’s rights. This law, known as the Mayternity Decree, established a Department of Fertility, legalized breeding farms, and with great opposition, set forth a national lottery system that required all women under the age of 35 to register for the breeding draft after their 20th birthday.

After the protests subsided, the annual breeding draft became a public spectacle each May, as each state selected its yearly quota and a portion of the women were pulled up on stage. After the draft, these women were shipped off to breeding farms, for the good of the nation, where they would be led to one of two fates. With some tampering of the system, I’m selected in front of my parents, both Opposition Leaders, and humiliated onstage, the video going viral within hours. I mean, what sort of opposition can’t even protect their own daughter from becoming one of these “brainless livestock” as regular women joked?

The larger breeding farms, of which I’m sent to, participate in a black market slavery practice. While they were regulated by the Department of Fertility, the Department only cared that the farms showed growing numbers of offspring from the cows they processed. Milking the cows was another added profitable benefit that they took advantage of for the duration of the time cows were in their care. The farms hosted auctions and private sales to those willing to pay for their own personal hucow, with the stipulation that the cows still had to produce a number of offspring and an annual physical report be sent back.

Glendale Farms is one of the highest regarded of the new breeding farms, catering almost exclusively to the ultra-rich and powerful. But, it has a darker edge. Its premier cows are extremely well manner, in part because of the punishment system for acting out. For the cows like me, who either resisted their new lives or fought back, the guards got to have their fun with us. It didn’t help when a potential buyer leaves me behind for another, prettier cow. There’s hope though, as a new buyer comes in.

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Hello, all!

I am searching for a LONG-term partner for a plot- and character-driven (and of course, smut-filled) story, with maybe a Happily Ever After at the end.

If you have any questions or are at all intrigued, please message me, with the password \*milky hucow\*, and we can hopefully move to Discord! And with all of this being said, I am potentially open to other similar ideas, as well as discussing this with other female writers.

I’m open to both male presenting characters or something of a more sapphic flair. I’d love to see a futa or female character take advantage of her position in society and purchase me as their little pet.

I’m hoping to find someone detailed, and most of all, a kind and enthusiastic writer. If this is you, please message! :)

"I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+"

World War 3 wasn’t fought with nuclear weapons like many feared, but instead by biological means. Between the war and the effects of multiple pandemics, western society had been decimated and the population trend was in a grim spiral towards extinction. By the year 2050, much of the population had been reduced, and it was nearing a critical tipping point. Enter the International Month of Fertility, known as Mayternity. Many nations, including the U.S., had created incentive systems to encourage growth, but after a few years, the effects were nominal.

In the United States, a new law is passed, the goal of which is to repopulate the country and ensure the survival of its people, while at the same time, limiting women’s rights. This law, known as the Mayternity Decree, established a Department of Fertility, legalized breeding farms, and with great opposition, set forth a national lottery system that required all women under the age of 35 to register for the breeding draft after their 20th birthday.

After the protests subsided, the annual breeding draft became a public spectacle each May, as each state selected its yearly quota and a portion of the women were pulled up on stage. After the draft, these women were shipped off to breeding farms, for the good of the nation, where they would be led to one of two fates. With some tampering of the system, I’m selected in front of my parents, both Opposition Leaders, and humiliated onstage, the video going viral within hours. I mean, what sort of opposition can’t even protect their own daughter from becoming one of these “brainless livestock” as regular women joked?

The larger breeding farms, of which I’m sent to, participate in a black market slavery practice. While they were regulated by the Department of Fertility, the Department only cared that the farms showed growing numbers of offspring from the cows they processed. Milking the cows was another added profitable benefit that they took advantage of for the duration of the time cows were in their care. The farms hosted auctions and private sales to those willing to pay for their own personal hucow, with the stipulation that the cows still had to produce a number of offspring and an annual physical report be sent back.

Glendale Farms is one of the highest regarded of the new breeding farms, catering almost exclusively to the ultra-rich and powerful. But, it has a darker edge. Its premier cows are extremely well manner, in part because of the punishment system for acting out. For the cows like me, who either resisted their new lives or fought back, the guards got to have their fun with us. It didn’t help when a potential buyer leaves me behind for another, prettier cow. There’s hope though, as a new buyer comes in.

\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_

Hello, all!

I am searching for a LONG-term partner for a plot- and character-driven (and of course, smut-filled) story, with maybe a Happily Ever After at the end.

If you have any questions or are at all intrigued, please message me, with the password *milky hucow*, and we can hopefully move to Discord! And with all of this being said, I am potentially open to other similar ideas, as well as discussing this with other female writers.

I’m open to both male presenting characters or something of a more sapphic flair. I’d love to see a futa or female character take advantage of her position in society and purchase me as their little pet.

I’m hoping to find someone detailed, and most of all, a kind and enthusiastic writer. If this is you, please message! :)

"I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+"