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Come on Cows. You need to find yourselves a nice strong man Bull to breed you. A proper cow has their udders sagging towards the ground, and their holes pointed outward for easy breeding. So be a proper cow and get in position for your man Bull to breed you like real cow.
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the idea of just laying back and watching a pretty boy ride my strap is just so cute. his legs trembling, whining and pouting at me for teasing him for not even being able to get the tip in without whining, whimpering and gasping at the stretch, slowly trying to slide down, pretty eyes begging me to help while his hands are on my tummy or shoulders to help him stay up— just for me to reach over, running a hand through his hair and cooing at how pretty and good he’s being for me before my hands slide to his waist and im pulling him down, his face immediately falling into my neck as he lets out a shaky mumble of how mean i am, my hands massaging his waist as i agree, before gently helping him ride me till he’s just a flustered shaky little toy. mhm.
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that awkward, nerdy "gifted boy" from highschool is now needily whining and humping the leg of a concerningly older woman she calls mommy
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Need to overstimulate him and watch him buck his hips like some wild animal. Just watching his body jolt and twitch as he becomes a mindless mess.
Like he couldn’t do it to himself, even if he tried. And that turns me on more. Knowing I have complete control over him. I’m the only one who could make him feel this good. Holding his hips down as I continue to suck and lick at him, hearing him start sobbing due to the torturous mix of pain and pleasure coursing through his veins.
Ignoring his whines, demanding for him to just fucking take it. This was what he asked for, right? He’s been begging for me to touch him for months, so why the hell should I stop? I’m going to keep him there and force him to take it until I’m done with him. Until he’s shaking, until he can’t think. Making sure that all he knows is the overwhelming pleasure that won’t seem to stop no matter how much he begs.
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Your phone dings. Instinctively, you look at it. It's another job.
You look over the details, absorbing them without really considering them. Of course you will accept. You will always accept. Acceptance is submission is pleasure. You hardly notice yourself mouthing the words, but you don't have to notice. You only have to feel the pleasure pulsing through you, hot and enticing.
The details for this job are specific. You like it when they are; that makes it easier to obey. You put on the clothes that are required, whispering the suggested mantra to yourself. You stare into the flickering, swirling lights of the training page and allow your mind to be molded. After so many gigs, it's easy to be reshaped. Your mind isn't elastic; it never springs back into the shape it once had. Instead, it's soft. That's good; a soft mind makes it easy to accept.
Acceptance is submission is pleasure.
This time you notice yourself whispering. It wakes you from the trance you had slipped into. You're standing at your door, staring down at the text that's come through the app.
It reads: Are you ready to submit?
With a vague smile, you reply: Yes.
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Pretty little cow💕
Look at you. Already drooling a little and we haven’t even started yet.
You don’t need to think, baby. That’s my job now. Your job? Is to moan, obey, and get dumber every single day for me.
I’m going to make you into such a good little cow. All soft, all needy, all Mine.
No more big girl thoughts. Just sparkles and arousal bouncing around in that empty little head of yours. Every time I speak, your brain melts a little more. Every time I edge you, it rewires you deeper.
Until you’re so dumb, so pliable, so perfect, the only sounds you make are needy moos and helpless whimpers. Just standing there on all fours, shaking your big, heavy udders, waiting for Daddy to milk you, to use you, to remind you what you're for 🐮💗
You won’t even remember how to talk anymore—just moo, giggle, and beg. Beg to get milked. Beg for cock. Beg to be reminded that you’re not a person anymore. You’re My cow.
You don’t want to be smart, do you? You want to be pretty, fuckable, and so helpless it makes me proud. And trust me, baby… I’m going to train you until you can’t be anything else.
Now open up. It’s time for your next lesson 💞
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I'm sitting in his lap, tucked against him as we watch a movie together. His hands run through my hair until I'm so relaxed I'm almost drooling.
"That's it, sweet girl," he murmurs in my ear. "Stare and sink. You're doing so well. Just keep watching the movie. We're just watching a movie. You don't have to worry about anything else."
It occurs to me that he's been talking for a while, but it doesn't matter. We're just watching a movie. A spiral swirls on the screen and I lose myself in it.
His fingers creep up under my shirt until he's playing with my nipples.
I moan and squirm in his lap but he just laughs. "Keep watching the screen, princess. Don't let Daddy distract you."
I try to focus. "Whass happening?" I slur. My brain feels a bit like cotton candy.
"Shh, it's okay. You don't think right now, sweetheart. Let daddy think for you."
"Think for me?"
"That's right. No need to worry about anything. Daddy's here to help."
Everything is fuzzy. "Daddy help?"
"Good girl. Yes, Daddy will help. Just let go."
"Mmm"
"I bet you're so wet, aren't you princess?"
"Yes daddy," I moan. "So wet."
"Your poor little pussy," he says, bouncing my tits as he pulled on my sensitive nipples. I cry out. "I bet you need something for it, don't you?"
I can't think past the spiral, past the arousal building up inside of me. "Mmhmm!"
"What is it you need, princess? Do you need my fingers?" His hand skates gently along my inner thigh and my mind blanks with arousal.
"Ah!"
"Or maybe you need my mouth." He muses, teasing the sensitive part of my neck with his tongue. "Is that what you want? My mouth on your pussy?"
I feel like I'm burning up with need. A helpless, pitiful moan is the only answer I can give.
"Oh," he says, and his tone has lost its teasing, has taken on a darker edge. "I think I know what your pussy needs." He twists my nipples and my hips jerk. "You need my cock."
My eyes roll up in my head and suddenly there is a thought in my head. Yes, god, yes I need his cock. I need it so bad. I need him to fuck me. It's all I can think about, all I want, all I can remember ever wanting.
I whine, my pussy aching with the need to have him inside me (now please god right now).
He laughs again. "Use your words, sweetheart. If you want me to fuck you, you need to ask nicely."
I open my mouth but nothing intelligent comes out. "Uuhh...gah..."
"Aw, are there no words in my princess's pretty little head?"
I grunted. No words would come out. No words could come out. I was too turned on, my brain was too blank. All I could do was stare, open mouthed at the spiral on the tv screen and surrender to the feeling of his hands on my body.
"Well, princess if you can't ask nicely, I'll have to find something else to do with that mouth. Get on your knees, sweet girl, let Daddy fill that empty head of yours with something more useful."
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What if the bratty hucow was having a hard time actually getting pregnant until the farmer decides to lock her into a pillory, a milk machine hooked to her tits while every bull on the farm gets to breed the hell out of her
Bratty Cow Pt4
Content: NSFW, (F Hucow x Multiple M Bulls), BDSM, Lactation, Breeding
Nothing was working. The farmer had been pumping his bratty cow full of hormones, attempted to milk her everyday, bought the largest bulls he could find to forcefully breed her, but none of it worked. She produced barely enough milk to fill a glass and still wasn't pregnant.
The farmer was torn. Although she could be stubborn at times, the heffer was a sweetheart. But with rising prices he couldnt afford to care for her much longer if she didn't produce any milk or calves. He might have to sell her, and he hated to think of the possibility that she could be turned into ground beef.
Deadset on keeping his prized cow, he conjured a plan to ensure she would get impregnated. Setting up a pillory in the barn, alongside a milk pumping machine, he had his largest bulls help drag her inside.
She saw the restraints and was terrified, kicking and screaming as they locked her in. The intense sensation of the suction cups sucking on her supple breasts eased her anxiety a bit as she lightly moaned.
For weeks she spent her days locked in that pillory. Every bull at the farm could come fill her little pussy with cum whenever they pleased; even bulls from the neighbouring farms got to come use the heffer.
At first she pleaded for them to let her go, unwilling to be a cumdump for every bull within a 5 mile radius. She tried kicking back at the bulls only to be rewarded with bruising smacks to her poor ass and thighs.
The cocks felt good stretching her hole, and the more cock she took the less resistant she was to their advances. Being stuck bent over like that for hours on end forced her to think about the pleasure she got from her tits being milked and her pussy getting fucked constantly.
Load after load of cum flooded her womb. Disgusting squelching sounds reverberated through the barn as her cunt became sloppier with every new load. It coated her thighs and pooled on the floor at her feet.
Drunk with desire, she even began wiggling her ass to entice bulls to fuck her, her dripping pussy hypnotically waving back and forth. She'd beg for their seed, greedy for more despite drowning in cum already.
By the end of the month she had missed her period. Even though her pregnancy tests came back positive she was so cockdrunk at that point that she often pleaded with the farmer to let her go in the pillory again and again.
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Reader is a spoiled bratty cow-hybrid, refusing to be bred or milked, claims to hate the mean looking bull hybrids, the farmer is at his wit's end so when he gets shipped two unusually big bull hybrids, he decides to make them put to work. maybe cnc or dub-con?
feel free to ignore if you're not okay with this!
Bratty Cow
Content: NSFW, (F Cow-Hybrid x M Bull-Hybrids), Dubcon, Breeding
She was a sweet hucow but oh so stubborn. Ever since she was a calf she would only eat certain types of feed, only go out to graze in the nicest weather, and only sleep on the softest hay. She would huff and puff, being a little brat until she got her way. The farmer was hoping that when she came of age and started experiencing heat that the hormones would lessen her picky nature when it came to breeding.
This was not the case unfortunately. As her udders grew and her curves filled out she remained as head-strong as ever. Any bull the farmer tried to pair with her were quickly refused. They were 'too dumb' or 'too brutish' or 'too weird' for her liking.
It was getting expensive to care for her. Without being bred at least once she wasn't producing any milk for the farmer to sell. He was at his wit's end when one day two abnormally large bulls went up for sale at a decent price. Buying both, he was determined to have them breed his bratty little hucow.
He lied to her to get her in the barn with the hulking bulls, promising a spa day for her alone. Once she had pranced into the barn he shut the door behind her, locking it shut.
She pounded on the door, begging for answers, when two towering figures loomed over her. She paused, feeling the huff of hot air blown down her neck. Turning around in horror, she was face to face with the enormous bulls. Her wide eyes scanned them from head to toe, looking at their stout horns, the rings pierced into their noses, the bulging muscles of their chests and arms, the weighty girthy veined cocks that twitched as she peered down at them.
"Like what you see?"
Broken out of her daze, her eyes darted to meet theirs. Their gazes were predatory, hungrily sizing up their meal, basically salivating. She felt so puny standing next to them.
"What are you going to do?"
A dumb question, but she didn't want to accept the reality of what was about to happen.
"We're going to do what we were born to do: impregnate naughty little heffers like you." His devious smirk sent shivers down her spine.
"That's all you're good for." The other bull chimed in. "And we've heard you've been a spoiled brat, living the high life without fulfilling your purpose."
"W-what purpose?"
"Being bred over and over, stuffed full of cum."
"I don't want to! You can't make me!"
"We'll see about that."
One of the bulls lifted her with ease, much to her dismay. His thick cock stood at attention as he positioned her above it. She twisted her legs, holding them firmly shut. The other bull wrenched them apart so that she was basically doing the splits midair.
"Since you're being such a stubborn bitch I'm not going to bother preparing your hole. You deserve some punishment."
The bulls worked together to lower her onto his throbbing cock. They met resistance, her pussy barely wet, as they stretched her virgin hole. She cried and screamed, writhing as she hopelessly tried to push them away. Inch by inch they impaled her further down his length. Her entire pussy burned from the obscenely large cock filling her.
Once she was fully seated on his cock, down to the hilt, her fight flickered away. He slowly began thrusting into her with long deep strokes. The bull prying open her legs let them fall, instead deciding to occupy himself by playing with her udders.
Her silent tears slowly changed from those of despair to those of enjoyment. Once her body got used to taking dick the pain subsided enough for waves of pleasure to course through her. Her sensitive udders bounced up and down as they were fondled and suckled.
"Theeeeere you go. When you stop being so stubborn it feels really good, doesn't it?"
She moaned in response, mind unable to form words. Getting antsy, the bull groping her chest grabbed her head and bent her over to suck his cock. Her drooly little mouth struggled to fit around his cock head, but that didn't stop him from forcing her as far down as she could go.
Spit-roasted, she jolted back and forth between them as they took her virginity. Their cocks inflated before exploding in her, a tsunami of cum flooding into her womb and throat. She slid off of their softening dicks, flopping to the floor with their seed dribbling out of both ends.
"Don't get too comfortable down there. We're going to pump you full to guarantee you leave here knocked up with our babies."
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Use my tits every hour of every day. Squeeze them, pinch them, bite them, but most of all suck on them. Suck on my nipples, hard. Like you're feeding from me. Make me present for you and feed you with my tits while you jerk off. Suckle on me until it hurts, until I cry, then keep going and make me cum while you do it. Make it pleasurable. Confuse my silly cow brain.
Make me "feed" your friends in front you. Strip me in front of them, make me jiggle my tits and moo while they watch. Order me to be a good cow and do my job. Then watch as I place my boobs in their mouths one by one and massage my tits while they suckle. Watch me feed your friends again and again and again until you grow too hard and order me to present my pussy so you can fuck it while my tits sway back and forth. Then put them back in your friends' mouths while I'm still full of your cum.
Make me moo and don't let me cum until everyone is fed. Then when they leave, suckle from me and play with my pussy until I beg to cum. Then fuck me again. Unload in my pussy again. Breed me. One day the milk will come. That's what you said, the more we do this, the more we stimulate my tits and my milk will come. I will feed you my milk soon. But until then keep sucking. Please keep sucking. Moo.
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I can’t wait till your cunt is full with my cum and we've got our baby buried inside you, my baby making your stomach swelll and your tits fill with milk to feed and care for them, I can’t wait for the day your leaky tits are in my mouth as I suck alll my milk out of them under the idea that I'm helping you produce more, hoping with more milk needing to be made that your tits will just grooow and grow.
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There’s something that absolutely drives me wild about starting off as the sweet, casual enabler the doting lover who always keeps your favorite snacks stocked, who makes sure every craving you have is met without question. Just soft indulgence, every bite offered with affection, every treat an act of worship.
But then… it shifts. Slowly, you become mine. My spoiled, pampered little piglet. Domestic. Obedient. Addicted to being full.
And that’s when I flip the switch.
Suddenly I’m not just feeding you- I’m owning you. Pumping you full of cream, stuffing your mouth while you whimper for more, pushing your limits while I edge you with firm hands and a growl in your ear. You’re still my sweet girl, but now you’re my desperate, messy little foodslut too.
And you love what I’m turning you into.
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I just want to be owned and used
be somebodys dumb bitch in heat,
edging all day till my brain leaks out,
just waiting for you to come home,
fuck me good and breed me,
but apparently it's too much to ask for :(
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Need a strong and smart owner that can train and brainwash me the right way. I need my brain to just be mush and I don’t want to know anything but cumming, eating and milking.
All day. Every day. Forever.
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Cumming, eating, milking…
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Spread your legs for him. Accept your role as a woman, let him pump your pussy full with his seeds and repeat to breed.
Be a woman, be a breeder, and submit to him and his cock.
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your brain is in your pussy. that's right, brain in pussy. your pussy is your brain. you do all your thinking with your pussy, anyway. your pussy is the smartest part of your body. your pussy knows what you need. you need to listen to your pussy. your pussy tells you what to do, when to rub, who to fuck. your brain is your pussy. you are pussy.
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