The Hucow Virus by L.A Laven
My rating: 1 of 5 stars
I grabbed this one (freebie) because I find the hucow kink interesting, whether in the purely dairy or full breeding incarnations. It took a few days, but I did get around to it. That was a mistake. It desperately needed an editor. I mean desperately. Even a beta reader would have fixed 90+% of the issues.
The constant switching back and forth between past and present tense from sentence to sentence was very disorienting. Things were badly misspelled, had dropped letters, or randomly capitalized. Pronoun usage was confusing and sometimes I never did figure out who was being referred to. The word choices were often decidedly unsexy. For example, using ‘dig’ over and over (almost exclusively) to mean sliding a cock in and out was off-putting. As my mind was automatically building pictures to accompany the words, I started having issues there. Even the most skilled contortionist would tell you that the human body simply does not work that way or shape into those positions/configurations. The author seemed to forget whether he had the wife on her back or front. How do strangers come into your house and know where all your sex toys are? Especially, when you made a big deal out of hiding them from your husband. Does it not even occur to you to make a single comment on the fact that your neighbor just came into your house with a bunch of other random guys and started raping you without a word? Or even have an unexpressed thought about it? Can milk flow out of your nipples while they have clamps tight on them? How did they tie your husband up when they arrived empty-handed? Did they bring a rope that you didn’t mention? Did they use clothing? Why is everyone ‘leaving long ropes of cum all over my eggs’? Biology doesn’t work like that. I could go on.
It felt like a randomly computer-generated story trying cram lactation, big black cock, alpha male, group sex, non-consent, cuckold, slut wife (not hotwife), bukkake, D/s, and impregnation into 3,875 words (yes, I counted). Except the computer would have not made all the spelling and grammar mistakes.
I cannot recommend this one. At all. Ever. I don’t want to be harsh, mean, or unpleasant. I really don’t. It’s just bad.
Aleson Alexander 