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Two pelvic thrusts and the then realizing that a bull, his penis does the thrusting moves, to spew forth his load into a cow, as did blink both eyes, feeling a wild sense of arousal.
I saw, well then of my feeling thrilled to be a bull, so why then mess with a good thing.
Wishing then to continue onward, alive and living the lifestyle of a herd sire bull until the next year or more years.
Fatima agreed, offering to give some form of explanation for the disappearance of me to both family and friends. As such, I have found my place here as my prize bull and because I decided to stay,, my owner shall show me at the County Fair.
Mesmerized, and, once judged as a fine sire, the plan to rent me for use as a herd sire, gifted to breed with thousands of cows, all willing to breed with a fine, big bull.
It felt so right and even proper when the Fair Judge, poked me with his sharp stick, urging me to move as he directed. I enjoy being at the Fair, the scents invigorated me to delight in being a bull. My few days and nights at the fair had their highlights, as placed in a box stall for three nights, when two girls came late, entering my stall, they fondled me and sucked my bullish cock until nearing the break of day.
Wild and beastly were mt attained memories, I felt delight by living bullish as I recalled beginning the second year being a bull, and moving from to farm. I remembered what Fatima warned, she telling me how my cock would turn raw form pleasure, as mounting older cows, their tough and leathery vaginas took some tolls.
How true she was as many a night I bedded down on dusty earth and felt the sting of my lusting cock, burning with irritation in my sheath. My soar cock instilled in my mind many a dream but one returned time after glorious time.
I remember it every morning when I should awake, the view is of the very first cow I mounted, mated, and felt a real sense of bovine passion. Her sensual folds tempted me the most, as had her rank scent made the word integrity fade from my memory.
Bovine scent caused me an instant erection, not as large and long as I might have preferred, but sensual to the wildest extreme. I expected to mount, thrust in and hump several times before blowing my load. I was surprised to say the least, as once inserted I felt the touch of my sheath hairs to her vaginal lips. This caused such an orgasmic penis-thrusting explosion; my penis could barely carry, as deliver the massive load.
A blistering hot summer afternoon and as I lay under the spreading maple trees, as I see a woman coming my direction. She I think I should know, but remembering of anything other than rumps of cows has become difficult!
She stands and tells me of her satisfaction as I have done well, making it necessary for her to ask of me a question.
She stood there acting nervous, wringing her hands in frustration, as spoke to me about a human female, my mother, as wished not to know of what I do all day and every day!
Fatima posed her question, she asking me if I should ever wish to return to being and living again my human life.
I remembered cocking of my head to cast one large bovine eye at her, and with a deep inhaled breath I let go a long as loud moo; while turning my whole self to look at they my herd.
Fatima stood there and she looked then over at my huge herd of grazing cattle, they my heritage gift to him, my owner. As she spoke, saying to me, "I see what you wish as to reply, as why leave here when here, you are as a King!"
Written by Adobefats
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