Lily Becomes a Hucow
Copyright© 2024 by badendingsrp
Chapter 1: The Betrayal
The sun was setting, casting long shadows across the quiet suburban street. Lily stood in the doorway of her modest home, her heart pounding with a mix of confusion and fear. Her husband, Thomas, stood beside her, his expression cold and distant. Behind him, two stern-faced men in crisp, corporate uniforms waited impatiently.
“Thomas, what’s going on?” Lily asked, her voice trembling. “Who are these men?”
Thomas avoided her gaze, his voice devoid of emotion. “They’re from the Dairy Collective. You’re being transferred.”
Lily’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Transferred? What do you mean? I’m not a hucow, Thomas. I’m your wife.”
Thomas finally met her eyes, a flicker of guilt crossing his face. “I can’t do this anymore, Lily. I need to move on, and you ... you’re holding me back.”
Lily’s mind raced, pieces of the puzzle falling into place. The late nights, the secretive phone calls, the distant behavior—Thomas had been having an affair. And now, he was selling her to the Dairy Collective to be rid of her.
“Thomas, please,” Lily begged, her voice filled with desperation. “You can’t do this. I’m a person, not livestock.”
But Thomas had already made up his mind. He turned to the men from the Dairy Collective and nodded. “Take her.”
The men stepped forward, their expressions impassive. They took Lily by the arms, their grips firm but not unkind. Lily struggled, her pleas falling on deaf ears as they led her to the waiting van. She was still wearing the casual clothes she had on when she was taken—a simple blouse and jeans—a stark contrast to the sterile, controlled environment she was about to enter.
As the van pulled away from the curb, Lily caught one last glimpse of Thomas, standing in the doorway, his face a mask of cold indifference. She felt a wave of betrayal and heartache wash over her, tears streaming down her cheeks.
The ride to the Dairy Collective was a blur of shock and disbelief. Lily tried to process what was happening, her mind racing with questions and fears. She had heard stories about the Dairy Collectives, about the hucows and their lives of regimented routine and constant surveillance. But she had never imagined that she would become one of them.
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