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 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 was 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.