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Chapter 9 :

Alone Together

Henry and Megan had left on a delivery not long after the end of the late shift. It was her first time helping with a delivery of the cheese milk, and it hadn't taken as long as their normal trips did. Just into town to a local store that was run by an older couple and their son. They specialized in cheese making, and had been doing it since long before the change began. Henry had known them since he was a child, but he could have easily made more money by selling to a larger company. He preferred to help out a local business and friend of the family instead.

But as they were driving back, Henry handed her the check so she could see exactly what it was worth. Her jaw nearly dropped to the floor.

Henry started talking, "A single wheel of cheese, even just something simple like cheddar, can sell on auction for over ten grand. It's downright absurd, Megan."

Megan just shook her head, offering the check back, "Who the hell pays that much for cheddar cheese?"

"High end wineries, mostly." He said with a laugh, "They hold wine tastings for the wealthy. Rich people literally will buy over-priced wine just to have a few slices of cheese while drinking it."

"And I thought the milk was expensive..." She said, looking out the window.

"Sophie, Jasmine and Muffin are worth their weight in gold." He added with a sigh, "I hate to talk about them like a resource, but we have three cheese milk producers, and that's more than most. We're very fortunate."

Megan went silent after that. She knew what he meant. He cared about them deeply, but there were times that he had to quantify their value monetarily. It was just part of running a business, and she understood that. Still...

"Do they get paid, Henry?" She finally asked. It was a blunt question.

He was quiet for a bit before he answered, trying to find the right words, "They don't ever seem to want for much, Megan, but whatever they do want I make sure that they get."

She nodded. It was a fair answer, but incomplete, "Then where does the money go?"

"It pays the bills, and gets us a little savings. I also keep a lawyer on retainer, just in case we need him someday. But most of it..." He paused before going on, "There are people out there trying to change the laws. People trying to get rights for individuals like our girls. We try to support them."

Megan turned to look at him. It was a better answer than she feared. Better than she could have hoped for, but it raised one more question, "Is it working?"

He went silent for a long while before he spoke again, staring out at the road ahead...

"No."

"Come on, Eli..." Cassidy said, doing her best to be encouraging, "You know this one."

Eli was sitting at the table in the kitchen with his textbook open in front of him. It was old and worn with the cover barely still hanging on, but schools for the changed had to use whatever they could get their hands on. He didn't dare try to sit in one of the chairs for fear of breaking it, so instead he was perched on a two-high stack of cinder blocks, staring intently at the problem before him.

"It's forty two, right?" He finally said, a little worried as he looked up at her, "X equals forty two?"

"You're going to ace that test tomorrow." Cassidy said with a smile, "Well done, Eli."

The words filled him with pride. It wasn't a complicated problem, but he'd only been going to school for about three years. The fact that he was as far along as basic algebra was a testament both to how quickly the changed seemed to learn and mature, and also to the fact that he was a fairly bright individual.

"Thanks, Miss Cassidy." He said, smiling brightly at her. Even sitting they were still at eye level, "I couldn't have done it without you."

"Yes, you could. You just needed someone to cheer you on." She reached over to his text book and flip the page, putting one hand on his shoulder to lean in close against him. It wasn't exactly meant to be a flirty move in and of itself, but he was so large that she couldn't really reach it otherwise, "Lets move on to the next one."

Eli flinched nervously as she pressed against him. She'd been helping him study like this for weeks, and it was never really a problem before. It had been a hot day though, and his tutor wasn't wearing a bra this time. Every time she leaned in he could feel her nipples against his arm. Every time he looked at her he could see them poking through the fabric of her tank top. He wasn't handling it well.

"Eli..." Cassidy said, noticing how uncomfortable he seemed, "It's just me. What's wrong?"

"You ain't wearing an awful lot today." He said, clearly embarrassed by the situation, "And the way you keep touching on me, I... I don't know if its right for us to be doing that."

"Oh, come on. We're not hurting anyone." She said with a giggle, "And besides, I kinda like you. I know it's different, but..."

He sighed, looking away from her, "I've been thinking a lot about that. I think maybe we're both holding onto some ideas that we need give up on."

Her heart sank, "But I... Don't you like me?"

"I do like you. A lot." He said as he stood, towering down on her with sadness in his eyes, "I just don't think we can be together. The world has different plans for us, and it ain't right for me to be entertaining thoughts of seducing you knowing what I'm supposed to do one day."

"But I don't care about that!" She said, sounding slightly panicked, "Please! Don't say these things! You're my only friend!"

"I've been thinking about that too." He turned away from her now, "Town isn't that far from here. It's not big, but there are good people there, and a pretty girl like you should do well for herself."

His words hit her hard enough to take the breath out of her lungs. Not from the shock or the sadness, but from the only word she heard of it. The one no one had ever said to her before. The only one that mattered.

"You... Think I'm pretty?" She asked timidly.

Eli turned to look at her, a little taken aback by the reaction, "Well of course I do. Why wouldn't I?"

She was silent for a long few seconds, finally saying, "I'm scrawny, I'm awkward..." She waved her hand in front of her face, "And then there's this whole messed up thing."

Eli just looked confused, "What whole thing?"

"Oh my god... You don't even see it, do you?" She replied, still looking stunned, "My underbite... A person's jaw isn't supposed to stick out like this. It's not normal."

He really didn't see it, but he was looking at her now curiously trying to figure out what she meant. She may not have been typical for a human, but he wasn't human. All he saw when he looked at her was the same thing he always saw. All he saw was Cassidy.

"I'm not pretty, Eli." She said then, dropping her gaze to the floor, "I'm not."

"Miss Cassidy..." He said, a genuine touch of concern in his voice, "I think you're the most beautiful girl I'll ever have the pleasure to know."

She started to cry almost instantly, practically running forward to put her arms around his waist. It took him by surprise, but soon after he lowered himself to his knees to hug her as well, letting her shift her grip on him to wrap her arms around his neck instead. They held each other tightly like that for a while. It wasn't a long cry or even one he was sure he understood, but she was a big mess of happy and sad all at once and he wasn't about to just leave her like that.

"No one has ever called me beautiful before." She said once the tears had faded into sniffles, adding with a weak laugh, "For someone who's not trying to seduce me, you're doing a damn fine job of it."

"Miss Cassidy..." Eli said, drawing back from her.

"Stop... Don't say anything." She said, taking a step back and looking to the floor once again. She took one long heavy sigh, then came to a decision.

Her tank top came off quick and easy, and she tossed it aside. Her breasts weren't large by any measure, but on her skinny frame they seemed to work. A pleasant slope, rounded off nicely just below her nipples to give them a lovely shape that was easy to look at. The nipples themselves were a touch thicker than they seemed like they should be, but a shade of pale barely darker than the rest of her skin making it almost difficult to see where they began and ended.

Just as quickly she undid her fly and dropped her jean shorts to the floor, kicking them off somewhere in the direction of her discarded shirt. He couldn't see her vagina exactly, though he certainly couldn't look away. Her thighs were thin, leaving a gap between them where a thick but tidy patch of blonde curls obscured the view.

"This is me, Eli." She said, giving a dismissive shrug, "I don't know if we're meant to be together, I don't even know how we go about being together... But I want to be your girl."

He heart was racing. He could barely believe his eyes, and the sight of her was clearly making him question his resolve to break off a relationship that hadn't even started yet.

"I love you." She said, nervously reaching across her body to grab her other arm nervously, "If you love me too, then I need you to say it."

He stood there a moment longer, still staring at her. He thought this would be easier, and now he was going the other way. He moved toward her, lifting her head up to look at him with one giant finger under her chin, "I do love you, Miss Cassidy."

She reached up to him, and he leaned down into it. It wasn't a perfect kiss, and her face was practically dwarfed by his. He mostly let her to the exploring, letting her peck and rub, moistening his lips with her own as she experimented with kissing a mouth that could have nearly swallowed her whole head had he the inclination to try. They were enjoying it though, and it felt like an electricity of excitement had charged the very air around them.

She started to unbutton his shirt, which at first made him instinctually want to pull away. It wasn't because of her, just the sense of modesty he had been raised with forgetting that it had no place here now. Just as quickly it was gone, and by then she had already pulled the shirt out of where it was tucked into his jeans and slid it off down his shoulders.

Cassidy's hands stroked at his chest, tracing the lines of his massive muscles barely hidden under the fine layer of hair that covered his body, "Jesus, Eli... You're huge."

"It's the chores, I think." He said, kind of embarrassed as he let her explore his body. Chores were only half of it though. He was born to be powerful, no way around it, "Farm life is tough."

Cassidy felt him up for a little longer, then reached down to his jeans, "I think I need to spend more time watching you work."

"Wait, hold on..." Eli said, pulling away. At first she thought he was trying to stop her, but he quickly started undoing the jeans himself, "It's like this whole thing getting the tail through the hole."

She watched as he worked the jeans down, and he was right. Getting the tail out without tearing the fabric looked like a real pain, but he knew what he was doing and soon they were off. He stood back up, and she say him completely naked for the first time.

She stared at it with her mouth slightly open. She didn't expect it would be human, but she and her mother had horses when she was a little girl and she kind of thought it might be like one of those. This was different, though. It was extremely long, starting thick at the base above a massive pair of testicles, where it poked out of a remnant of the sheath that his kind used to have. It had to have been at least a foot and a half long, tapering drastically until it reached a tip so pointed that it almost looked sharp. Long, narrow and pink, with no visible crown and just a few little ridges around the base.

Cassidy stared. Her eyes were still a little red from crying, but that seemed like a lifetime ago. She just stared...

Then she started to giggle.

"I'm pretty sure you aren't supposed to laugh at it." He said, rubbing his neck with embarrassment.

"No, I'm not! I swear!" She said, trying to get herself under control, "It just the first thing that popped into my head when I saw it. I just thought..."

She started to giggle again, so he asked her, "Just thought what?"

"I just thought..." She said, barely able to contain herself, "So that's what a million dollars worth of cock looks like!"

Eli watched as she completely lost it then, covering her mouth with her hand. Eventually he smiled, and shook his head, "You're a peculiar girl, Miss Cassidy."

"No, but this is good though!" She said, taking a step toward him and nervously reaching out to poke at the tip with her finger, "I thought we were just going to have to play around with each other, but this... It's as skinny as I am."

"This'll fit." She said as looked up at him, clear excitement in her eyes, "We can have sex, Eli. Actual proper sex."

Eli looked down at her, but a new concern had come to mind, "I don't want to accidentally hurt you though. Are you sure it's okay?"

Cassidy thought about that, taking the tip of him between her fingers and giving it a little stroke. He darn near had a little stroke himself as the sensation shot through him, causing a shiver up his spine. He'd never felt anything quite like that before.

"I have an idea." Cassidy said, letting go of his member to grab his hand and pull him over to the living room, "Here, sit by the couch so you can lean on it."

He nodded, lowering himself to the floor as he was asked, settling against the couch with his member sticking out at an angle from his body, "What are you going to do?"

She knelt down beside him, reaching out again to grab his shaft, giving it a few gentle strokes closer to its center now, "You just sit there. I'll do the work."

He nodded, watching her naked and playing with him. He couldn't have gotten any harder if he tried, but he did have one question, "Have you... Done this before?"

"Not for real." She said, shaking her head, "I mean I fooled around a little, but I never went all the way."

It was true, but not the whole story. She had messed around with a couple of guys, mostly just feeling each other up. One of them had broken her hymen when she let him finger her. He said it was an accident, but she never believed him and refused to go out with him again after that. Still, over the last few years she had turned into a very sexual young woman. Megan had a couple of toys she seldom used on herself, and a couple years ago one of them had gone missing. Neither mother or daughter was ever going start up a conversation about that.

Eli was visibly shuddering at this point, "Miss Cassidy... It feels awful nice, but I don't think I'm going to do you much good at this rate."

"That was as polite as anyone ever told a girl he was about to come too fast." She said, giggling as she moved around to kneel between his thighs now, looking up at him with her eyes narrowed seductively, "It's alright, Eli. We'll get the first one out of the way quick, then we can take our time."

She leaned in, taking the tip with her fingers lightly to hold it steady. She'd never done what she was about to try before, but the business end of his penis was so thin that it seemed like an easy enough task. She placed her lips against it, parting them to suckle it in just a couple of inches. It was barely more than the width of her thumb at that depth, and it slipped inside easily.

Then she nearly drowned.

It was all it had taken to send Eli over the edge. The feel of her soft lips, warm and moist around him was just too much to resist, and he fired off a massive white ribbon against the back of her throat. The first shot was long and heavy, sustained for near a full two seconds as the muscles forced it up and out of him into her mouth.

She practically choked. If the tip of his penis had been any bigger the load probably would have come out of her nose, but thankfully it just splattered out of her mouth all around his shaft instead as she pulled back and off him in surprise. His cock hung there in the air under its own sheer force of will and aimed right at her as the second shot launched from the tip, catching her from chin to belly this time in a fat line of seed that splattered and started to run down her body.

She quickly remembered she was supposed to be helping and reached out again to grab his pulsing manhood and start stroking it vigorously. Again and again it went off like a geyser, but now she had control. She made sure to aim it right at her breasts, letting the next few shots hit her just right so that they dribbled and hung thick off her nipples. He was ebbing by then. By the fifth and sixth shot there was a lot less of it coming out, but still enough to make a human male feel downright inadequate.

Eventually he was just sitting there, gasping for breath and spent... Looking back at the tiny waif of a girl that he had just drenched in his cum. Her looking back at him wearing it with pride and a smile.

"Jesus, Eli..." She said, coughing and giggling at the same time, "When was the last time you emptied that thing?"

He was clearly embarrassed again, "I don't... Do that."

"What? Never?" She asked with surprise, "You never masturbate?"

"I think about it sometimes... But..." He started to look away as though embarrassed, but found himself unable or unwilling to stop staring at her, "Being told that you have to do it for a living kind of takes all the desire out of doing it for fun."

"That's actually kinda sad." She said, looking herself over now and wondering how she was going to clean up. She stood and dashed off to the bathroom to fetch a towel, wiping herself down and looking at the trail of spunk she'd left in her wake as she returned, "Thank goodness for hardwood floors. I'll have to get this cleaned up before mom comes home."

Eli was still sitting where she left him and still as hard as a fence post waiting to be strung with wire as he looked up at her, "You want me to do something?"

"No, you just sit right there." She said with a smile, getting most of his semen either onto the towel or smeared into her skin enough that it wouldn't be a problem, "I got this."

She stepped over him with one leg, letting the towel drop onto the pool of semen that was gathered on the floor where she had been kneeling before. For the first time he got a real good look at her as she reached down to rub herself with one hand. Partly because she was more turned on than she had ever been, and partly because she wanted to put on a little show of spreading her outer lips apart so he could get a real good look at the pink flesh inside. He couldn't tear his gaze away from it. She was a small girl, and it seemed like an awfully small hole. Too small, he couldn't help but think.

"Are you sure about this?" He repeated his question from earlier, "I don't want to hurt you."

"Shush. I was raised on a farm too, you know." She said, putting one hand on his shoulder to support herself as she reached down to capture his shaft with the other and prop it up. She was still standing, but he was so well endowed that it still almost stood tall enough to touch the place between her thighs where she now had it aimed, "I ain't so fragile as you think."

With that she bent her knees, letting her sex drop against the tip of him and sliding immediately over it and down a few inches. She knew her body well enough that this much wasn't any kind of risk. Just enough to lock him in place so she could put the hand that had been holding him upright on his other shoulder now to brace herself for what was next. Once she had a solid four point stance, she rose just a little bit then lowered again with ambition this time, feeling just shy of a foot of him slide up inside.

"Oh god, Eli..." She gasped. If it had been a human, she never could have taken so much so fast. But his tapered cock went in easily as it poked it's way into her deepest depths. The only resistance came where he entered her body as the thickening shaft stretched out her opening until she had to stop to let it grow accustomed to the size.

"Are you alright?" He said with concern.

She looked at him, letting his member stay there for now... And she smiled.

"I'm fantastic."

She started to rise and fall on him then, slowly and shallow at first as she started to get used to the width of him. She gained confidence quickly, and with that confidence came curiosity. She started going faster, trying to take more of him with each drop down his shaft and wiggling her hips to try and work it in further. She was panting now, and before long it started to become less about experimentation and more about satisfaction. She wanted this orgasm more than anything she had ever known, and she meant to have it.

She let her hands slip off his shoulders and around his neck instead to press her whole naked body against him and started grinding her hips hard and fast. She was no longer patient enough to do more than demand the pleasure that she was so close to. He wrapped his arms around her tightly to help hold her up, watching as her feet came up off the floor to hook over his knees to keep her practically suspended over his body. Her hips were thrusting rapidly, her tight little buttocks clenching and relaxing with each upward and downward motion.

She started to moan, sounding almost pained and desperate as her goal came near, and when it did, all she could do was let her weight drop down over him. She felt the first of the ridges along the lower half of his shaft roll over her clit as she took him deeper than she had before, and she lost herself. Shuddering against his body as she held him tight.

Cassidy wasn't what anyone would call an experienced girl, or even a particularly adventurous one. Then again, she'd never found anything she wanted this much before. She climaxed to a height she'd never thought possible, and with it lost all desire for anything or anyone else. She wanted this giant of muscle and horns and hair, splitting her in half on his massive cock. She wanted her Eli.

No one else would ever do. Not anymore. She belonged to this bull.

She finally dissolved against him, panting heavily as he stroked her back. Whatever reluctance he had ever had about their relationship was gone as well, tossed aside by the sight of the tiny girl that just so willingly given herself to him.

"I love you, Cassidy." He said, reaching up to stroke her short hair as she rested against him, still impaled on his manhood, "I'm sorry I ever doubted that."

"Please... Miss Cassidy?" She said, weakly raising her head to look up at him, "I like when you call me that. It makes me feel special."

"Miss Cassidy." He said with a smile, leaning in to kiss her lightly on the lips.

They stayed like that for a while, him cradling her body to his chest while she tried to catch her breath. She was exhausted. She wasn't done, but she knew something was going to have to be done differently if they were to continue. She raised herself off him with a heavy grunt, letting his still solid shaft slide back out of her until if flopped out, then stepped over him to move to the other end of the couch, grabbing the cushions as she went.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"That wore me out. I don't think I can keep on like that, Eli." She said, smiling at him as she tossed the stolen parts off the couch on the floor and then kicked them into a makeshift mattress. She flopped down onto them, leaning back on her arms with her legs spread wide. Her pussy was a little red and swollen now, unlike the pretty and delicate pink he had seen before. It had been stretched father than it was completely ready for and a little raw, but the girl didn't care. She wanted more, "You're gonna have to finish this for us."

He was still a little worried about hurting her, but the sight of her like that was something he couldn't resist. He rose to his knees to moved over to her, watching her lay back now splayed out and welcoming him to take her. Wanting him to. He positioned himself between her thighs, dropping to his hands to the floor above her head. He was massive and looming over her body like a tent made of man and. She loved it, feeling completely enveloped by him as she reached down to guide him inside her once more.

"Fuck me, Eli." She said, gasping as he slipped inside.

"Miss Cassidy!" He said, a little shocked at the crassness of it. He'd been raised polite, and such talk was something he wasn't used to. He started moving his hips slowly though, and he couldn't help but feel charged by the words, "Say it... Say it again."

"Faster, Eli..." She met his gaze, eyes narrowed at the pleasure that was starting to tingle though her once again, "Fuck me."

Encouraged by her words he picked up speed, deep strokes that pushed a little more than a foot of man in and out of her willing sex. Her eyes clamped shut tightly and a hiss escaped her lips. It nearly hurt on each inward thrust, and she didn't care in the slightest. She loved the way it felt. Narrow and comfortable when he pulled out, but widening her out as she went back in again. She didn't mind the little bit of pain, because she knew that what it was going to take to make herself his. She knew that what it was going to take for him to fit better next time.

And there was definitely going to be a next time, if she had any say.

It wasn't long before she could hear him huffing heavily for breath. He was getting close, and so was she. It was just a race now to see if she could get there before he did, and despite her discomfort she was still being stimulated almost beyond her ability to handle.

He could barely contain himself now, wondering how such a waif as her could take so much of him. He never imagined anything like this when he was entertaining guilty thoughts of being with her. Even now he wasn't sure how it was possible, as was pounding a little more than two full thirds of his massive manhood into this tiny little woman.

He went first, slamming forward one last time inside of her to let loose with a massive jet of semen inside of her. He had no idea that the shape of him had penetrated a little more than a human man would have. He had no idea that the pointed tip had pressed against and ever so slightly right up into her cervix, sending that blast directly up into her deepest reaches.

It was all it took to set her off right behind him and she arched her back up off the cushions with a quiet little cry of pleasure through her clenched teeth. She hadn't the strength left to clamp down on him with her poor abused little pussy, and all it could do was tremble and accept him. All it could do was allow itself to be taken and filled as warm ribbons of her beautiful bull's ejaculate lay claim to her.

They came together. They fell together. They lay gasping for breath together as he rolled over onto his back, taking her along for the ride to roll her up on top of him, still impaled on his slowly shrinking member.

"Wow..." He said through the panting, "That was amazing, Miss Cassidy. You're darn near hollow."

She giggled and lay against him, stroking his chest with her hand, "I'm your girl, Eli. I'll make room."

"My girl..." He said softly, still considering it it was possible, "Do you think... Do you think they'll let us?"

Cassidy's smile dropped a bit, and she closed her eyes, "I don't rightly know. All I know is that I love you, Eli. That's gotta count for something."

He nodded slowly. He knew this wasn't an easy thing they had just done, and he knew it wasn't going to get any easier. But he knew something else now as well, and it seemed bigger than all of that.

He leaned down to kiss her forehead, wrapping his arms around her tightly, "You're my girl, Miss Cassidy."

It was much bigger than they knew.

Cassidy felt like every cell in her body was vibrating, like a warm and pleasant glow she hoped would never end. But only one cell was truly significant right now. One tiny little cell that millions of his were searching for inside of her.

Humans and the changed can't breed, any more than different species of changed could with each other. They were just too different. Everyone knew that. The experiment had been run time and time again in clinical studies, never producing viable results. Places like the Pretty Kitty ran their own little experiments every day each time one of the whores allowed a man to come inside them for money, knowing full well that they would never get pregnant from the act.

But no one told that to the first of Eli's little swimmers that found what they were all looking for. No one told her egg not to accept it. No one told them it wasn't possible.

By the time she had finally climbed up off him, that one special cell had already divided into two. By the time they were done cleaning up the mess, it was four. By the time he kissed her goodnight... Eight.

Cassidy was pregnant.

Henry dropped Megan off at the guest house, then drove up toward the barn to park the truck and finish a few other tasks. She made her way up the porch steps, deep in thought before realizing that she wasn't alone.

"Good evening, Clairibelle." Megan said, looking over at her casually relaxing on the porch swing, "What brings you up here?"

"I was hoping we could talk." She replied, looking over with a gentle smile, "If you're up for it."

"I suppose so." Megan nodded, "You want to come inside?"

"No..." Clairibelle said, looking out at the fields across the main road, the waves of grain all bathed in red and gold as the light of the day faded, "No reason to waste that sunset. Have a seat?"

Slowly she walked over, sitting down at the other end of the bench a couple feet away, "What did you want to talk about?"

Clairibelle crossed her legs, reaching up to put one arm across the back of the swing. She was wearing a nice button up shirt that wasn't buttoned up as far as one might assume it should be, and a knee length skirt that seemed slightly modest in comparison. She looked Megan over for a long moment, then asked, "How are you holding up, honey?"

"What, me?" She laughed, "I'm fine, Clairibelle. Better than I've been in a long time."

Clairibelle persisted, "Are you though?"

"What's this about?" Megan asked curiously, meeting her gaze now, "Is something worrying you?"

Clairibelle nodded, looking away with a sigh, "I'll be the first to admit that what we all do here is pretty strange, Megan. Henry deals with it by shutting himself off. He won't allow himself to be a man around us, because it's what he feels he has to do to make it make sense."

Megan regarded her for a while, "I get that, but he and Elsie..."

"Are going nowhere fast." She said, shaking her head, "You know, I did everything I could to get a rise out of him. The toys, the butt stuff, the flirting... It all started with me trying to make him feel something. Five years later though, and still nothing."

Megan watched her in silence, but Clairibelle continued.

"The last thing we need around here is another Henry situation, Megan." She said, turning to regard the her now with concern, "I don't want to spend the next five years watching you pretend you aren't a woman, just because he loves someone else."

"It's not like that." Megan said, shaking her head.

"Isn't it?" CB said, challenging her, "We want you to be happy."

"I am happy." She replied, offering a smile, "It's been a long time since I had friends, CB. I'm happier than you could ever know."

"You do have friends here." Clairibelle smiled, reaching over to take her hand, "I'm just saying, if you ever want to blow off a little steam... I'm here for you."

That caused Megan to laugh and roll her eyes, "It always comes back to that with you, doesn't it? And here I thought you were being serious for one minute..."

"I'm always serious." CB said, cutting her off more sternly than Megan had expected, "I'm not a joke, Megan."

"I'm... I'm sorry?" Megan said, surprised at the reaction, "I didn't mean to offend."

"No, I'm sorry." Clairibelle said as she relaxed, "I didn't mean to snap at you."

Megan watched her for a bit, then asked, "Are you alright?"

"We specialize in two things around here, honey..." She said with a sigh, "Making milk and being lonely."

"Clairibelle?" Megan said, slightly concerned now.

"We all deal with it in our own ways... But Henry won't have me, Eli is off limits, Duke isn't worth the trouble, and the other girls... Well, lets just say that ship has sailed." There was a clear touch of sadness in her tone, "I can't help who I am, but I'm just as lonely as anyone else."

Megan nodded slowly, "I didn't realize. Everyone always..."

"Everyone always ignores me." She said, pausing to huff a little sigh, "I don't want it to be like that with you. Even if you don't want to have sex with me, Megan... Please don't dismiss me like they do."

They were still holding hands, and Megan gave a little squeeze, "I think I understand you a little better, Clairibelle."

They sat like that in silence for a while, watching the last of the sunset fade into blues of dusk. Eventually Megan stood and moved toward the door, "I need to get dinner started. Are you sure you don't want to come in?"

"Megan..." CB said, a hint of a smile returning to her lips, "You really don't want to go into the house right now."

Megan stopped and looked at her, cautious and curious at the same time, "Why not?"

"Eli is in there." She said with a little shrug, "And by in there, I mean your daughter."

Megan's eyes went wide and she took a step back from the door, staring at it now, "What? Are you sure?"

"These big floppy ears aren't just for show, you know." Clairibelle replied, giving one of them a little flick, "If it makes you feel any better, it sounds like she's really enjoying herself."

Megan just stood there in stunned silence.

"Come back and sit down, honey." CB said then, patting the swinging bench beside her, "They've been at it a while. Won't be too much longer, I think."

Megan eventually turned, moving back to sit down as if in a trance. This time she was right next to Clairibelle, but perched on the edge and leaning forward, "Am I a hypocrite? I don't want it to bother me. I even told her it didn't bother me. But..."

"You're not a hypocrite." CB said, putting her arm around Megan's shoulder, "You're a mother, and you're just being protective. It's your job to be bothered by it."

Megan just nodded, leaning back now into the arm around her.

"That bit I mentioned about loneliness, honey?" Clairibelle said, pulling Megan a little closer into the hug, "That boy's got us all beat."

"What do you mean?" She asked, not resisting the embrace in the slightest.

"Duke is the only bull in the county, but he's also one of only three working the entire state. One of only twenty five working the entire country."

Megan practically gasped, "Jesus... Why so few?"

"They didn't have much use for a lot of male calves before the change, you know." Clairibelle replied, "No reason to keep more than a few around. The rest, well..."

Megan suddenly felt really guilty. She'd had her fair share of burgers back in the day, "You weren't... Like you, back then."

"Don't worry. We're over it. Most of us, anyway." She gave Megan a reassuring squeeze, "But there just wasn't a wide enough net. Now our entire species depends on twenty five guys being able to keep us from dying out, and even then most of our breeds are getting all mixed up."

"But Eli..." She added, trailing off distantly.

She paused, and Megan asked, "What about him?"

"He was Daisy's first child. She was pregnant with him when she changed." CB said with a sigh, "The only pure bred Holstein bull in existence."

Megan drew away a bit to look at her, "The only one? But with them being the best milk producers..."

"It's up to him to save the entire breed." Clairibelle finished for her, "But it's worse than that. All those other bulls changed same as the rest of us, but something went wrong. Well... More wrong."

Megan watched her, waiting for the reveal.

"If the way he changed in the womb makes him different... If he can have sons instead of only daughters..." She finally said, "Eli will be the only one alive that can."

"Oh god..." Megan gasped.

"We face extinction and he is our last chance at stopping it." Clairibelle said, closing her eyes with a sad smile, "It's not fair to put that kind of pressure on a kid. Not fair at all."

"No wonder Daisy is all twisted in knots." Megan said, shaking her head and trying to understand the implications, "Is she right? Do you think him being with Cassidy is going to be a problem?"

"Not at all." Clairibelle said, smiling now, "In fact I think it might be a solution."

"What do you mean?" Megan asked.

"The boy just had his first time with a girl. It wasn't someone arranged for him. It wasn't his destiny." She replied, still smiling, "It was someone he likes, and someone he wanted to be with. That's the way it should be."

Megan thought about it for a while, then had to smile, "Well when you put it like that..."

A short silence fell over them, with Megan letting her head rest on Clairibelle's shoulder. It felt good just being this close to someone, and for all they had done in the barn she suddenly realized how long it had been since she was just with another person like this. As much as she enjoyed the moment, there was one thing her mind kept coming back to though. Something she was almost afraid to ask.

"So, what..." She said with a shy stammer, "What does it..."

"Big at the bottom, skinny at the tip. Nothing she can't handle, honey. Don't worry." Clairibelle said, looking back out across the fields. No more needed to be said about that, "It's a nice night. I'll wait with you."

It was another twenty minutes before the door of the house opened. Eli stepped out first with a big stupid grin on his face. It quickly vanished when he saw the pair sitting outside.

"Oh..." He said, stunned for a moment before adding, "Good evening, Miss Megan... Miss Clairibelle."

"Mom?" Cassidy said, exiting the house herself now, "How long have you been out here?"

"What's it been?" Megan asked. She couldn't help but grin at how nervous the kids were, "About a half hour?"

"Something like that." Clairibelle replied.

"I better... I better get on home." Eli said, nervously stepping off the porch and walking out around it to the road, "You all have a nice night."

Cassidy kind of envied him for having somewhere to run away to. She just stood there by the door, "We were studying. He has a test tomorrow, so I..."

"You have a little cum on your shirt there, honey." Clairibelle said, cutting her off.

"What? But I wasn't wearing..." Cassidy said, looking herself over. She quickly realized she'd just been played, and her face went red with embarrassment, "Oh hell..."

"Go get cleaned up." Megan said, standing up from the swing with a stretch, "I'll get dinner started in a few."

Cassidy stared back at her, confused and in disbelief, "You're... Not mad?"

Megan shrugged. She wasn't sure how she felt about it even now, but she had decided it wasn't her feelings that mattered, "Just tell me one thing, Cassidy... Do you love him?"

She stood there blankly for a second, and then nodded.

"Then I'm not going to get in the way." She moved over to give Cassidy a hug, which the girl returned tightly, "I love you, honey."

"I love you too, mom." She said, smiling now.

Megan pulled away, shooing her back into the house now, "But you need a shower, so git."

Cassidy nodded, and darted back inside. She could hardly believe how well that had gone. Then again, she could hardly believe that was her real mother. She couldn't figure out what this place had done to make her so relaxed about something like what she just did with Eli, but whatever it was... She was grateful.

"Well... I guess that's that then." Clairibelle said. She had already risen from the swing and was making her way off the porch, "I'm glad we got to talk, Megan. Have a good night."

Megan watched her for a bit, then called out, "CB... Wait."

She turned, watching as Megan came down off the porch after her. She reached up to take Clairibelle's snout in her hand and pull her gently down, placing a kiss on her cheek right at the edge of her mouth. It was friendly, but she held it long enough to mean something.

"Maybe next time, huh?" Megan said, turning to walk back to the house, "If I need to let off some steam, that is."

Clairbelle smiled and put her hand on her cheek where she had just been kissed. She was smitten. She had been for weeks. Like a schoolgirl with a crush that had finally noticed she existed.

But she was still Clairibelle.

"I like it when you tease." She said, her shy smile turning into a sly grin as she started walking up the road towards the bunkhouses, adding just before disappearing out of view, "Hey... Did I ever mention that I have a ten inch tongue?"

Megan stopped just outside the door, one hand on the frame as she considered that statement. At first she wasn't sure why CB had shared that bit of anatomical information, but then she realized exactly what sort of use an appendage like that might be useful for in a more intimate situation between two ladies.

Her eyes went wide at the thought of it.