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.
