Fenra

[growth-opportunities]

So like my boyfriend left out this big tray of brownies and I of course ate the entire tray, but it turns out they were like super Bimbo Mommy Brownies and like my head feels fuzzy, my boobs are getting all sloshy n'stuff, and Now my cute little tummy is growing super round! Like what should I do bestie!?

Aw, sweetie! It sounds like you already know what you should do! I bet if you closed your eyes and really thought hard, rubbed your last two braincells together the same way you rub your new, big, juicy, titties, you'd see the answer, clear as day!

No? Nothing? Nothing at all in the empty, bimbo head of yours?

That's okay, cutie! Bimbo Mommies aren't supposed to think, anyway! I'll just tell you the answer to make it easy: go find your boyfriend and thank him! I'm sure he left out those growth-inducing, brain-draining brownies specifically for you to eat and you were so good, eating every last one of them! And now look at you! Busty and curvy and soft and giggly, exactly the way he wanted you! Doesn't that feel amazing? Doesn't it feel so good to know that you're doing exactly what you're supposed to, looking exactly how he wants you to?

But now you have to go find him and thank him for helping you feel so good! I'm sure he'd love nothing more than to lay on your lay and suck on your huge bimbo mommy titties! He might fight against you or try to stop him, but he's just being modest! Pin him down, if you have to. Make him suck on your swollen mommy titty until he gets almost as dumb as you. Rub between his legs if it'll help calm him down. He took good care of you, giving you those brownies to make you so big and so soft and so sexy. Now it's your turn to take care of him! And if he sucks long enough and hard enough that your huge, sloshy bimbo mommy titties start to make milk, then you'll just have to reward him for that, too!

[fenra-the-hucow]

And afterwards can you have him bake up some mooore~ for me please

[growth-opportunities]

I had just moved into my new apartment and realized all of my neighbors are hucows. They all love me, but they're started to get jealous and aggressive about who gets to breastfeed me.

Oh. Oh. Oh, how awful for you. Is your steak too juicy, too? Your lobster too buttery? Your bed too soft and your wallet too small for your hundreds?

The best (most envy-inducing) part of this whole thing is that you literally have to do nothing. Just relax and go with the flow. Trying to control it or make a decision on your own just disrupts the balance and sets you back, slows you down.

Eventually, and I really mean sooner rather than later, your hucow neighbors are going to find a way to set aside their differences. Hucows can be territorial, but they're generally social and cooperative creatures. It'll start off in conflict, though. Most likely, your oldest hucow neighbor will reach her tipping point, thinking that her age makes her more entitled to you and the, er, services you provide. When the younger hucows realize that your time is being monopolized, they will attempt to get you back. The more time you spend with the elder hucow is less time for you to help them drain their painfully swollen udders, after all.

The bravest of the hucows will attempt to get you back. They will not succeed. The oldest hucow knows what she's doing and she'll always manage to get you back into her lap, drinking from her breasts while she moos softly and strokes your hair. Eventually, the other hucows will realize that they can't get you back. At least, they can't get you back individually. If they join forces, however, they can present a much more powerful coalition. This time, they'll approach the elder hucow as a unit. They'll demand that she stop keeping you all to herself. It may not work right away, but eventually the elder hucow will realize that she can't fight them all off individually. That's when things really start to gel. Before you know it, all of your neighbors will have essentially formed their own dairy with you as their sole 'farmer.' Except, as you'll find, the dynamic requires almost no effort from you. You'll put your hands and your lips (and whatever else) wherever you're requested and you'll be rewarded with more soft, supple, milky udders than you can count. Not that you'll have much time for counting.

Again, do not attempt to speed up this process. The moment you start intentionally favoring one cow over another, it encourages hostility between the hucows and resentment towards you. It'll weaken any chance of a coalition between the hucows and threatens to make any sort of peaceable agreement impossible. I mean, if that's what you want, if you want to be held captive in one of the hucows' apartments while she keeps you all to herself, becoming increasingly obsessive over protecting you to the point of replacing your entire diet with her milk and doing everything she can to keep you from stepping even a single foot outside, the constant milkings forcing her breasts to grow bigger and more productive with each passing day while she herself grow increasingly manic until she snaps or another hucow manages to steal you away from her and the cycle starts over again, then by all means. You do what you think is best.

[fenra-the-hucow]

You know as a hucow myself I never stopped to think about that it is sometimes hard to share when there's only one bull but we learn to share sooner or later

[growth-opportunities]

Moo sorry I don't know why mooo wait why moo no I didn't mean to mooo why can't I moo what's happening to MOOOO~

Woah, hey, easy there! It's okay, just take a deep breath. Raising your heart rate is just going to make the serum work faster. It's best to just relax, as much as you can, and let the changes go.

Your breasts are swelling. It's simple. It's obvious. You can feel how warm they are. You can feel how heavy they are. You can feel yourself being weighed down by them, shifting and wobbling from every little motion you make. It's happening. Slowly, steadily, unstoppably. You can accept it. Just nod. Your breasts are growing. Just nod.

There you go! Doesn't that feel better? Don't fight it, just let it happen.

You're starting to make milk. That's what that pressure is. Not just growing bigger and rounder and heavier but fuller. Milkier. Your nipples are darkening, thickening, lengthening. Soft mounds push out behind them, larger than your breasts where when the serum started working but now just a tiny portion of your immense and growing size. It won't be long before the pressure and the swelling get to be so great that the milk has no choice but to spray from your huge nipples in messy, white arcs.

You're making milk.

Take a deep breath and accept.

Your breasts are growing.

Take a deep breath and accept.

You're becoming a cow.

Take a deep breath and accept.

That's it! That's better, isn't it? No need to fight it. Just let it happen. Embrace it. Being a cow feels good. Being a cow feels good.

Being a cow feels so fucking good.

You're so close to accepting it. The last little bit of your humanity is clinging on as hard as it can. It's okay. It's okay. You can let it go. Take a deep breath. Feel how your chest pushes your breasts, your udders forward.

Accept what you've become.

You're a cow.

Moo.

Moo and let go.

Moo and accept.

Moo.

Again.

Louder

MOO!

That's a good cow.

[growth-opportunities]

i love your stories so much! They're always so hot! Do you think I could have a story? 🥹 I'm just a girl with macromastia that dreams of being the milkiest and biggest ever! My k cups are just too small ❤️

Wait, wait, wait. Back up a step. Let me get this straight.

You're 20 years old.

You have K cups.

You already lactate.

You have macromastia.

And you want a story from me?

Listen, I don't know how to tell you this, but you already are the story!

Macromastia means that your boobs are going to grow forever. They'll never, ever stop. Given enough time, you'll just keep stretching your shirts and outgrowing bras and overfilling milk tanks forever.

I know you're impatient and you want to be massive now (or, rather, even more massive than you already are), but you're infinite potential for growth means that you'll get there! You're only 20 years old and you're already a K cup! By this time next year, you could easily be in the second half of the alphabet. By the time you're 25, you'll be big enough that someone can bury their entire head in your cleavage, maybe even up to their shoulders! By the time you're closer to my age, the idea of traditional bra sizing will seem laughable on its face; as absurd as it seems, you outgrew a Z cup ages ago. And you'll just keep growing and growing and growing, your breasts jiggling and sloshing as they swell in front of you, the first thing that enters a room and the first thing people notice about you, forever.

And that's not even touching on your future as a dairy cow! I can't say when it'll be but I know that the inevitability of your growth means that, at some point, the ratio is going to flip. You might only need to spend a little bit of time every day milking yourself, maybe half an hour in the morning and half an hour before bed, but that number will grow along with your production. A half hour becomes a full hour becomes two becomes four and so on. Instead of milking being a thing you need to occasionally do, it'll take up more and more of your time, of your day, of your life, until everything else is just things you do to fill your time between milkings. You'll have to spend the whole night being drained just to make sure you can stand in the morning. The more you milk, the more you make. You might not even notice when milking takes over your life entirely, too blissed out as the suction cups tug on your fist-sized nipples, working their hardest to drain the milk from your impossibly huge, unbelievably gargantuan, somehow still growing tits.

So, yeah, I would write a story for you, but there really isn't a need! Give it enough time and it won't just be a story!

[growth-opportunities]

all of your corruption kink stories are soooooo 🥴🥵😳

Aw, thank you! I'm glad you enjoy them! They're a lot of fun, aren't they? It's so fun to imagine someone starting off relatively normal and watching them sink deeper and deeper into depravity with every cup size they gain. Sometimes, they're a willing participant, chasing after pleasure so hard that they never stop to think about what it's doing to them and how much they've changed. Sometimes they fight against it, try to resist the changes even as their growing tits and changing body constantly remind them that their resistance won't last forever and that corruption isn't a matter of 'if', but 'when'. Regardless of what path they take, they both wind up in the same place: obsessed with their massive tits and desperate to grow even bigger.

And they're perfect for projecting yourself into. It's so easy to picture yourself in their place. Your imagination runs wild, trying to piece together how it would feel to have your own tits becoming increasingly impossible to hide. You can't help your reaction to imagining your obsession growing deeper, fighting against the pleasure before eventually surrendering to it. The deep jealousy that bubbles up inside you when the woman in the story ends up surrounded as countless hands grope and knead her huge tits, her sheer enormity spreading the obsession to those around her.

How does it feel, knowing that the corruption stories are corrupting you, too? Your reaction to the stories tells me everything I need to know. Maybe you touch yourself while you're reading them or maybe you just savor the thrill, the flush in your cheeks and the pounding in your chest. But, either way, each one lodges deep into your memory. With each one you read, your obsession with huge tits grows deeper. With each one you read, your need to follow in their footsteps gets harder to ignore. It won't be long before all of your idle moments will be spent imagining huge, bouncing tits and wishing they were hanging heavy from your chest. And the worst part is how quickly you become addicted to it, aching for more, always needing more, more, more.

I'm glad you enjoy the stories. I'm glad they make you feel so good. And I can't wait to see what they do to you.

[maxswell-industries]

Hey I was reading one of your reviews and your spokesperson mentioned something about 'forbidden leggings' what's that about?

The "forbidden leggings" are a part of our shapewear line of products aimed towards helping people achieve an hourglass figure, as demonstrated in the video by Pandora.

They work by helping shift the body's fat down towards the hips, butt and legs, both existing fat and any newly gained fat. This has led to a similar issue with our Booty Boost pills where some of them think this means they can overeat and usually leads to massive, albeit welcomed by the customer, growth.

[fenra-the-hucow]

Awesome follow up question.... Do they come in matching tops?

[drbeaubourg]

Maia groovin to the music💕 Sketch commission by Sutibaru with colors from MintyMethod

[fenra-the-hucow]

I say they're loaded

[c-max-user]

So I heard a rumor that there was a facility full of men on Cum-max and they needed some fresh material to cum so I was hoping to get a position there are you hiring

Hello! The facility you're referring to is likely the 'milking floor' at CumMax headquarters; this floor is filled with men who, for one reason or another took too much CumMax and are now in a constant cycle of blue balls and cumming their pants. Despite being given fleshlights and milking machines (I've barely seen a man on this floor without something/someone on his cock!) we still see a constant growth rate among 95% of patients testicles. We are hiring sluts, bimbos, and hucows alike, size queens and cumsluts are preffered!

[fenra-the-hucow]

I'll take it when do I start?

[c-max-user]

As soon as you can bring a man to experimen- I mean treat for CumMax induced hyperspermia

[fenra-the-hucow]

Do you have a list of these men that need treatment or do I have to go find someone

[c-max-user]

So I heard a rumor that there was a facility full of men on Cum-max and they needed some fresh material to cum so I was hoping to get a position there are you hiring

Hello! The facility you're referring to is likely the 'milking floor' at CumMax headquarters; this floor is filled with men who, for one reason or another took too much CumMax and are now in a constant cycle of blue balls and cumming their pants. Despite being given fleshlights and milking machines (I've barely seen a man on this floor without something/someone on his cock!) we still see a constant growth rate among 95% of patients testicles. We are hiring sluts, bimbos, and hucows alike, size queens and cumsluts are preffered!

[fenra-the-hucow]

I'll take it when do I start?

[chillguydraws]

Harpy Eda

I drew Harpy Eda for a collab I was a part on last month

First time I drew her and I feel like I need to do more of it

Bonus sketch

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https://www.patreon.com/chillguydraws

[fenra-the-hucow]

[fenra-the-hucow]

[countreinertorheit]

[thesympatheticdevil]

Morgan's boyfriend came up to her with a big orange pumpkin.

"Here! I got you this!" He said, holding it out.

"Huh?" She said, taking it. "Why?"

But as soon as her hands made contact it was like like an electric current shot through her and her head started buzzing.

"What is this?" She asked in confusion.

"It's a pumpkin for my Pumpkin!" He explained.

Morgan hated that nickname! Or at least...she had...Hadn't she?

The orange color drained out of the big gourd in her hands, leaving it a dark green. That was weird, wasn't it? Long orange tresses dropped down from her head. Didn't she used to have short brown hair?

"Something strange is happening," Morgan complained.

"Something magical is happening, Pumpkin! " her boyfriend clarified.

"Magical?" She asked as the green pumpkin shrank in her hands. Soon it was small enough to hold in one hand, which was good since holding anything out in front of her chest was becoming more and more difficult.

Buttons started popping as her titties outgrew her dress.

"Pumpkins for my Pumpkin!" Her boyfriend exclaimed.

Pumpkin giggled.

"I've got big pumpkins!" She declared proudly. "God I'm horny!"

"Well then let's get you to bed and fuck you properly, Pumpkin!" He said, taking the tiny green gourd from her, all of its magic inside of her now.

She giggled and bounced off to get thoroughly fucked.

[besuggestion]

weed that makes your chest grow...

getting offered a hit of a stranger's weed at a party and smoking it, but they just keep offering you more and more, pressuring you into smoking until you're so high and stupid, not even noticing that your chest is growing too, and the stranger pressures you into smoking more while they start grabbing at your chest,,,

your tits keep getting bigger as you smoke but you're so distant and you don't really notice <3 eventually they dont fit in your shirt and even more strangers are coming up to grope your lewd chest, and since your tits are so big they're basically public property <3

[fenra-the-hucow]

It's called milkweed and it's been the newest trend at sorority colleges

[bigbagingos]

Realized I really like the idea of hucow maids.

Something about a super tall, mega thick, ultra milky maiden in one of those dresses...

Trying to keep her master's mansion tidy despite her curves and excessive lactation making more messes for every one cleaned...

[fenra-the-hucow]

I'm sorry Master but I can't seem to get all the white stains up off the floor and every time I look there's a new spot to clean

[slutforwholesomeness]

You know those "punishment bimbofication" transformations where they turn someone who's being really foul and obnoxious, maybe a bully, and then they get turned into some dumb bimbo as some form of punishment?

Well I prefer something else, instead of getting dumber and forgetting who they are, they just become kinder (and prettier, the whole bimbofication still happens) and excuse their past rude behavior, and happily offer hugs for whoever they were targeting!

A smart, kind, beautiful bimbo soul is born to infect others...with joy!

Yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyes OMG!! I love this sooooo much! Soft sweet bimbos are the best, especially when they'll do anything for the people they were mean to before! A nice big hug and kiss will make it alllll better, and Good Girls make more Good Girls... Who wouldn't want to be a bouncy, bubbly ray of sunshine? 💖

(Seriously anon, this is such an amazing ask, exactly what this blog is about~ thank you!)

[fenra-the-hucow]

(All I have are anthro pics sorry but cute kind and a bit air headed)

[bigbagingos]

[bigbagingos]

[fenra-the-hucow]

Once the cow setting was activated there was no stopping it

[moiyablochki]