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It felt more like a sauna than a barn. The three of them were stripped naked and strung up, deep in the hottest week of summer. Even sheltered, they could feel the sun's unceasing stare from above. The air felt like it could ignite at any moment. Heavy perspiration ran down their bare bodies, while the canine among them panted loudly, puffing steam into the scorching air. Stifled by the heat like that, it took them a while to properly evaluate the precarious situation they'd found themselves in. Together they were suspended from what looked like an elaborate system of pulleys and tracks, their wrists bound above their heads, a collar locked in place around their throats. There was no amount of squirming that could loosen their restraints, and so they were left to look to each other as if one of them might have some bright idea to help get them free.

Allegra was the biggest of the three. The muscular wolfess glanced to her male company, exchanging a silent look with the girly buck and leopard. Cherno and Mahiri were good late night buddies, and she'd roped them into some wild public fun just last night, with more than a few drinks involved. But she was pretty sure she hadn't gulped down that much. There was a hazy blackness in her memory where the past few hours ought to have been. She could recall bits and pieces, including the bumping of a dark vehicle winding its way along some dirt roads, but the rest was blank. Her instincts were going off, her hackles raised at the scent of someone unfamiliar in her nose, but she couldn't see anyone. She was going to have to rely on the more keen-eyed among them, turning her head as best she could, and opening her mouth to call out to the distant cat to ask what he could see. Or that was the intent. Something else came out of her mouth.

"Yip!"

She frowned. Maybe she was just nervous, letting those instincts come out. She tried again.

"Grrrrr ..."

Nope, still nothing. Whenever she tried to speak in words, nothing came out but wolf sounds. The nearby buck was giving her a confused look, and he tried his best to bring clarity to the matter.

"Mahhh ..." came Cherno's bleat, leaving him with a befuddled and slightly embarrassed expression when he too failed to speak.

That left only the leopard, who quickly chimed in with all the noise he could make. He mewled, he rowled, he gave a confused mrowp, but that was the best he could do. No matter what any of them did, no matter how bad the situation looked, they couldn't speak a word, reduced to their animal sounds even as their thoughts shouted for release. They couldn't communicate, they couldn't squirm free, and they were baking in the sweltering heat until they were glistening from head to toe, working up a scent. It wasn't at all unpleasant at least. The three of them were probably leading to a threesome by the end of the previous night anyway, and basking in that musk wasn't the worst situation. It must have been a prank, probably by one of the more mischievous friends they knew. They dangled in wait for the perpetrator to reveal themselves, and they eventually did, stepping out of shadow looking like a devil.

They saw the horns first, and then there came the bulk. She was concealed just right for a dramatic reveal, striding heavy and loud on hooves like thunder, showing off the full extent of her broad and hefty shape for the three of them to witness. She was no devil, just a cow built to wreck, her horns shining with the rest of her as sweat rolled down her brown and white hide. The heat didn't slow her any as she stomped right up to the three of them, assets giving a generous jiggle. Some of her was curvy and even soft, especially those nice plump tits of hers, and that plump gut too, but the rest of her was solid. She would have had to be a strong one, just to support a pair of nuts like that, thicker than a fist, bouncing with her every confident step. There was a little smile on her lips, her sky-coloured eyes glistening with mischief and trouble.

"Howdy," came her husky voice. "How you girls feeling?"

They all tried to respond at once, bombarding her with a cacophony of animal noise as they tried to ask her what was going on. That just put a flat-toothed grin on her face, and she stopped where she was to rest her knuckles on her hips and appreciate their situation.

"Hell, they really do work! I know a pig due for a raise. Let's see what she's brought this time."

Clomp clomp clomp came her approach. She stepped up close to Alli, breathing hotly in her face. That wolfess was plenty tall compared to the two girly boys, but she looked entirely average while that beast of a bovine towered over her. They watched as the cow groped that wriggling canine, taking nice deep squeezes of ass and thighs, nodding as if taking mental notes.

"You must be Alli. Heard some real nice things about you. Good meat on your bones, too. Bigger than the usual stock, but I ain't one to complain. Now for you boys ..."

Cherno was already overheated, wishing he could wipe his face, but he got even hotter as she approached. She was radiating warmth and a heavy musk that shocked him on his first real breath of it. By the second, he was sucking it down a little deep, unable to deny how attractive it was. His sheath was already giving a twitch, despite the situation. Feeling her heavy, greedy touch working up and down his thighs, taking two double-fistfuls of his ass, that was enough to turn him on a little more. He knew he ought to have been better attuned to the danger and scandal of the situation, but hell if being greedily handled by a big sweaty cow wasn't hitting him right in a certain instinct. It was even harder to hide his shameful enjoyment when she leaned right in and took a slurp of his face, slathering him with broad strokes of her thick tongue, cleaning his features, replacing sweat with copious saliva.

"Cherno, huh? I reckon the two of us are gonna get acquainted real good today. We normally just bring the predators 'round the ranch, but I see why she picked you. Besides." She gave a chuckle, one that puffed her hot, surprisingly sweet breath right in his face. "You're wild enough, ain't you? A nice sturdy buck, all fresh and ready for the domesticatin'."

All he could manage for a reply was a inquisitive bleat, and she playfully smacked him on the butt.

"Don't you worry. I'll be back for you by the time we're done. Can't forget about your cat friend though."

She stomped her way to where the leopard was wriggling. First she took hold of his necklace, an occultish-looking thing he'd received as a gift from a close friend. They'd let him keep it, despite taking the rest of his clothes. Then she was stretching one hand out and just running her fingers down his spine, watching the way he arched. That made her grunt.

"Mm. Cats. So damn pretty. Perfect for the wreckin'. I'm looking forward to this one, Mahiri. Wrangled up an old friend of yours who's been dyin' to get a piece of you. Don't you worry though. I'll make sure she plays nice. As much she's capable anyway."

She leaned in and took a deep sniff of his long hair before stepping back with a satisfied look on her face, nodding again.

"Right. Guess I ought to be introducing myself, even if you won't be saying much while we get to it. Name's Hera, and you darlings are my new cattle."

Stepping back, planting her hands on her broad hips, she revelled in that declaration for a time, getting a good look over her captives while they barked or bleated or gave a feline fuss, trying to say something, anything at all, but failing thanks to those tightly-affixed collars. Her moment got interrupted by the intrusion of another. She wasn't near as big as the cow herself, though she was plenty hefty, and absolutely bathed in sweat. The heavyset pig's black and white markings shone like beacons as the perspiration rolled down her form, trickling along her soft gut, dripping from a positively massive pair of balls that bounced with her every heavy step.

"Are they ready? It's fucking hot back there. I couldn't take it." Her tone accompanied a darker demeanour, her short temper on full display as she folded her arms. Though she softened up with Hera gave her an approving smile.

"Anna, honey. Great work on this batch. Love them collars, too. You're a clever little pig, ain't you?"

Despite the teasing, it was genuine praise, and Anna stopped grumping near the instant she heard it. Brightening up, she put on a grin, her speech accelerating as excitement took over.

"Oh, uh, thanks. Actually what I wanted to show you was over here actually, check this out." She moved over to a complex control panel, one hooked up to several chains. "So, no instructions, but I tried to make it obvious. Just hit the switch and put them wherever you want them. Watch."

She cranked a few levers, and there was a metallic groan above the three captives. Cherno bleated as he found himself rising up off the ground, kicking his hooves through the air as he dangled. Mahiri dug his claws into the dirt and straw beneath his paws, scratching some marks as his restraints dragged him to the back of the barn, only to accelerate forward to where he was, whipping his body with the momentum, making him yowl in surprise. Hera squeezed the pig's shoulder.

"Woah, easy girl. We're breaking 'em in, not breaking 'em in half. As much as you'd probably like that."

There was something fiery in Anna's icy blue eyes that receded at that urging. She nodded, and Hera smacked her on the back.

"Let's get the crew together. Hey, ladies! Come see what the pig dragged in!"

Another pair of hooves was much softer than before. The owner wasn't any less heavy-set, though she was at least not quite as oversized as the rest of them. A sleek, sweaty chestnut horse strode out, her hair flowing down and sticking to her back, her streaked tail slowly swaying, her fat sheath bobbing atop her heavy nuts. Seemed there was a theme to Hera's company so far. At the sight of that well-hung mare, Alli let out a confused whimper, ceasing her squirming for a time. The two of them locked eyes. Of course they knew each other, and so did the other two. Mahiri was never really sure whether Alli and Lily were a 'thing' exactly, though he couldn't help but notice the wolfess looking a little huffy when the horse stepped right up and laid a wet smooch on the pig's lips. Anna reciprocated with surprising shyness, letting out a happy little oink at the unexpected affection. Only then did Lily greet the captives.

"Alli. Lads. Good to see ye. This is going to be all kinds of fun, dinnae worry yer heads about it. Where's Iniko at?"

Something about hearing that name struck Mahiri in a way he couldn't have fully explained, even if he was able to speak. All he could do was give a little 'mew?' as a shudder of cold came over him, making him forget at least for a second that he was drenched in perspiration as the summer heat poured in through the windows. At the sound of someone approaching on the heaviest hooves of all, he froze right up like he had ice shooting through his veins, gritting his teeth, trying to figure out why he felt so suddenly afraid. He'd never heard the name spoken out loud, but somehow he knew it belonged to the figure who had been haunting him in nightmares of late, chasing him and pummelling him while he fought down a feeling of overwhelming guilt for unknown sins. And when that big black sheep revealed herself, her expression smouldering, her figure as titanic as a mythical beast, he knew that it was her. What she lacked in the same endowment as the other three, she made up for with sheer, impossible size, all muscular and fat, towering over even that minotaur of a cow. She locked eyes with him from across the barn, and somehow her angry glare got even angrier.

There was nothing he could do. He had to just hang there, squirming plenty, shrinking away from the giant of a sheep as she stomped towards him, already balling her hands into fists. She nearly had to sit just to get down to his level, breathing in his face, staring as if directly into his soul. Everything he had ever felt bad about came rushing back to his memory, leaving feeling as if drowning in guilt. Her voice was as gruff as a grunt.

"I've been looking forward to meeting you, demonfucker. Though I'm not sure we need someone as corrupted as you among the cattle. I wouldn't want you tainting the stock."

Her scent was just like it'd been in the dreams. Sweet, even sugary, in contrast to the rest of her. Though there was plenty of sweat to make it thicker and more potent. As he recalled those vivid night terrors, he found himself wondering if he'd ever really been asleep for them. Maybe he just thought he was. She seemed very real now. Her fingers pressed around his throat, though she stopped just short of strangling him. Instead, she thumbed at his necklace, running a digit along the onyx goat depicted there.

"What's this? A little present from your patron? Hmm. Feels powerful." The mocking tone sarcasm was obvious.

Her inspection became a squeeze, as she wrapped her whole thick fist around that necklace and crushed it to pieces, unleashing all its power at once. Mahiri barely managed to blink before his whole body changed, swapping over to a more feminine configuration as easily as breathing, modified from feminine male to just fully female, complete with breasts and a soft pussy where her dick had been. She looked up at the sheep, who just nodded downwards, directing the transformed feline's attention down to what she'd stolen for herself. A little alteration of her own, and now she really did fit in with the rest of the crew. A brand new sheep cock adorned with a ladder of golden piercings rose up form towards Mahiri's face, thick and uncut. The very tip came adorned with a dark black stud.

"Demonic trinkets are always so fragile. But they make for good trophies. Looks like you're stuck now, until I say otherwise."

Iniko wrapped her fingers deep into Mahiri's hair, pulling her face down against those ample nuts. They had to have been about the size of the cat's whole head, and she found herself smothered between them, immersed in that scent, struck by how potent it had grown. The sheep stood up straight, humping Mahiri's face with her plump sack, smothering, grinding, keeping her barely breathing as the sweat began to roll down their glossy surface, smearing across the leopard's features, marking her with that musk.

"Go ahead and start worshipping, kitty. Pretend I'm a demon if it helps."

There was no arguing with someone big enough to stomp her to death. And Mahiri hardly needed convincing. At the first sniff, she was infatuated, and when she started licking she was instantly intoxicated, delighting in the tasty of thickly-musked sheep nuts, savouring and tending to all that heft with some curling strokes of her tongue. She feel deeply under that dark sheep's spell, not questioning where she was, or what she was doing any longer. There was only the contented purr of an increasingly horny feline as she slurped the sack of the dark sheep. Iniko held on tight to Mahiri's crimson locks, digging deep down to her scalp, keeping the leopardess as the leopardess worked herself up to blazing hot with lust, just from sucking on those angelic balls a while.

Anna had been watching the show with a mix of amusement and slight jealousy. She shrugged her shoulders.

"Well, shit. I can hardly follow that. Still, seems as a good a time as any to make some changes of my own."

She reached for a nearby pack of supplies, producing some clinking and clanking until she retrieved a small vial. It glowed as brightly as a clear blue sky in the shadowy barn as she held it up.

"Oh my, what's she got there?" Lily enthused.

"Something from the doc. I've been eager to try it out. Annnnd I know who's gonna get it now."

Cherno saw the pig looking at him, not sure what to make of that grim smirk on her face. She shook the glowy something, approaching quickly. He was surprised at just how fast she was for someone of her heft, and how quiet too. Sucking a deep breath as she touched him with her free hand, he tried not to bleat again while she ran her fingers along his sides, working up along the curve of his hip, then bumping along his ribs. Having her close like that meant he could smell her sweat, and he simply could not hide his blush as the scent of musky pig made him twitch, showing a bit of blue as the treatment stirred his cock. She reached all the way up to his bindings, and for a moment he thought she was going to release him. He wasn't even sure what he'd do if she did. But instead of that, she just tugged the rope a certain way that made it release from the pulley above, sending him plunging to the ground, collapsing in a heap. There was no keeping his bleats silent after that.

His wrists were still bound as he lay sprawled out on the floor. At least the straw had broken his fall, though he didn't feel any less stunned for it. His vision was slightly blurred when he looked up at her, though that might have just been the sweat. She made a mocking pouty face as she loomed.

"Poor widdle doe took a spill. Hope no nasty pig takes advantage of ya."

A clop of hooves on either side of Cherno's head ensured her stayed still. He felt her sweat coming down on him like it was raining, hitting him with that salty musk-bearing water, pattering until she settled down on his muzzle with a resounding whud. She didn't so much smother him with her massive nuts as she smacked him with them, thumping down and grinding as she gleefully teabagged the fallen deer. She was slow at first, gradually lowering herself and letting the impact speak for itself, but soon she was displaying surprising athleticism in the form of some rapid squats, keeping those nuts bouncing, plap plap plap against the deer's face, sending sweat flinging in all directions, soaking down his entire face as it poured off of her, immersing him in her humid scent until he was drooling for the oversaturation clouding his mind. She gave a piggish snort of satisfaction as she thumped him, getting hard just from how it felt to utterly dominate that cute little deer. But of course she wanted more.

"I bet you're hungry after hanging up there so long. I've got something for you to eat."

He already felt like he'd been sitting in a bathtub full of her musky essence. When she sat on him, it might as well have been a swimming pool. He was instantly immersed, doused to the core in thick pig sweat, getting his muzzle wedged beneath her cute curly tail as she made a seat of his face and completely engulfed him in her plump rear. A little wiggle got her comfy, and made sure his lips and nose was mashed up tight against her taint, sliding upwards until he was kissing against her rim. With that much weight coming down on him, he really had no choice but to smooch, and she was soon humping and bouncing, thrusting her hips so she could grind against his mouth. He didn't think about his next action. The whim struck him, and he just started licking, eating out that perspiring pig, delving even deeper into her musk while he throbbed away, worked up to spurting firmness by the intense heat and taste dancing on his tongue.

"That's it ... "

Anna closed her eyes and lost herself in the pleasure of getting so tenderly slurped by that cute buck for a while. She put one hand around the base of her cock and stroked it until Cherno could feel the hot spurts of precum drizzling down on his belly. It was hard to tell it from all the sweat rolling down his form, soaking his hair as if caught in a downpour, pooling beneath him. She turned her attention away from her cock, even as it thumped incessantly, pressing up against her own bust, glistening as thick pre swirled down the light skin of her shaft. Instead, she uncorked that bottle, making sure she was pressing down firm on Cherno's face the entire time. A curious sniff of the glowing contents didn't affect her much, and soon she tipped the stuff onto her open palm, letting it trickle down onto Cherno's fur while she discarded the bottle and started rubbing her hands together with a slick noise. She never stopped grinding down on the deer's face, especially when she felt him pushing his tongue inside her, eating out her slathered hole while she made the unexpected move of massaging at his chest. It tingled as that substance sunk into his skin, though he was too distracted by eating that hot pig out to really notice the effects.

"Oooh, look at that ... we're going to have fun milking those ..." Anna muttered, watching the concoction doing its job.

Cherno became aware of the change when the pig gripped him hard enough to hurt. She wasn't groping his chest anymore. Instead, she was digging deeply into a newly-created pair of breasts. They were a little big for the buck's form, but that just made them all the easier to squish. He couldn't do a thing about all the attention either, not with that big pig butt weighing on his face. Reaching up to press his palms against her cheeks just got her pushing down harder, taking the whole length of his tongue inside her while she squeezed down tight on him. Her sleek grinding got a little faster, a little harder, keeping him from breathing much at all. Any time he did manage to squirm out from beneath her enough to catch a tiny gasp, it was thickened by her musk, filling his lungs with her scent while he did his best to pleasure and satisfy her just so she'd think about getting off of him. He heard her grunts becoming more piggish. She bit her lip to try to hold them back, but he even got a squeal out of her with his expert tongue work. It went along with her clamping tight, her balls going firm and taut on his chin, kneading out all the pent-up cum inside her, releasing it in a heavy gush.

Up it went, only to splash straight down on the newly-feminized deer. The pig spurted over his belly, his cock, and of course his new tits, laying out a hot white splatter that was only getting bigger. Making her shoot a load with just his tongue was surprisingly easy. Getting her to stop cumming was the hard part. She was huffing, grunting, oinking enthusiastically as she weighed down on him so heavily he heard a crunch. It wasn't as bad as it sounded. His antlers already felt looser than before, and she broke them right off his head with her ass. It was entirely painless of course, though he still felt a strange absence once they were gone. Anna must have gushed a gallon of pure pig cum all over his altered body, leaving him soaking in her scent, steaming in the heat, bathing in her essence before she finally stood up. He flopped back down to the soft dirt flood with a heaving gasp, the hot air around him hardly a respite from the smother. Still, It was good to breathe again, even if pig musk was all he could smell. He still liked it, as evidenced by how hard he was.

Hera stepped up to inspect the changes, idly stroking at her cock the whole time. Anna's was impressive but that cow was endowed like an equine, sporting a fat, flared dick that looked like it could have made for a good club. She nodded when she seemed satisfied.

"Hell yeah. Now you're looking more like a proper doe. Catch your breath. We ain't done with you yet." She craned her great horned head back to look towards the horse. "Tell me bout this wolf bitch of yours."

Lily chortled. "She's more of a bottom than she'll ever admit, fer one."

Alli could only give a doggish whine in response to that. It got deeper as the two hefty ladies approached. She might have been a big strong wolfess, but she wasn't fighting or threatening those two big herbivores. Instead, she just submissively sank to her knees once Hera put a hand on her shoulder, shoving her down, making her kneel between the two of them. Having her tail between her legs helped her to partly conceal her sheath dropping and filling out. Though Lily's was going faster. That richly-scented horsecock came fully coated in sweat, pressing up beside the bovine's, not quite as big or thick, but plenty imposing still. Cow and horse alike pressed in around the canine's muzzle, trusting her to avoid nipping at them while they smothered her in sleek, soaked sacks. Her face was soon glazed with their salty perspiration, getting a double dose all at once as they rubbed fat nuts along her features, pressing them in against her nose. Of course she sniffed, unable to resist such a thickly-scented allure. She might have regretted it slightly, given how quickly her sensitive sense of smell was overwhelmed by the pure musk hitting her. It threw her for enough of a loop that she blacked out for half a second, seeing colours when she blinked. And when she recovered from that shakeup, she just kept right on sniffing.

"Mmm, yeah, that's how ye do it Alli." Lily's voice was soft, if still domineering. "Sniff the smell right off my nuts, just how ye like to do."

She was lapping at them after a few good huffs of their zest. It was just like Cherno had experienced. There was something mesmerizing about that much sweaty scent bombarding her senses at once, to the point she acted without thinking. Thoughts were too slow anyway. Her brain was bogged down by the heady aroma filling her sniffer, and she only knew she needed the taste that went along with it. Working up and down the crevice of each slick nutsack, she slathered them in plentiful drool, making even more of a mess with her heavy, sloppy slurps. It was enough to make her moan. She closed her eyes to focus deeper on the more important sensations, mainly that thick dose of stallion and minotaur musk pumping into her mind. Drool ran from her lips almost as thickly as the sweat rolling over those glossy equine nuts as she swapped back and forth, servicing them both equally while they stroked each other's cocks to make it rain precum on the wolfess' silky brown hair. She could feel them eradicating her own scent with their potent mark, overwriting everything that was wolf with their superior smell, letting it sink deeply into her scalp and skin as that watery pre-jizz rained across her smothered face, smearing her fur down flat and shiny.

Lily gave a glance to Hera, and they mirrored each other's amusement.

"She's a good ball-gobbling bitch. Ye wanna jizz in her face with me?"

Hera snorted her approval. "Hell yeah I do."

A tighter grip on each other's dicks, and they shared in a steamy gasp. The two of them locked lips as they humped the wolf's face, grinding her deeply, sandwiching her in smooth, sweaty sacks until she could hardly breathe. She worked her tongue from the base of those balls, even swiping up to that well of heated taste and perspiration that was their taint, before moving on to the very base of their cocks, though it was all just a compliment to them pleasuring each other. The real climax came from those squeezing fingers, their firm grips pressing in on those hard shafts. They milked each other to a peak, giving Alli a hard smack of nuts to face until they finally erupted more or less together. A stretch of flares, a snort, a whinny, a deep grunt from that massive cow, and they made like fountains, shooting straight up before bending downwards just to get the proper angle on hosing Alli down. The wolfess' pointed features vanished beneath the torrent, that splattering storm hitting her in the face hard enough to make her recoil back. Thick gobs soared off in all directions on impact, pouring down her body, soaking her fur down in the mixed musk of two potent ladies as they sprayed it all down. She gargled it where she could, mouth open wide, tongue hanging down to catch it. The rest she just drooled down her chin.

Gone was the golden brown fur of the fiery wolfess. Instead there was just a whitewashed, cum-blasted mess, drooling as she dangled from the bindings, helpless to do anything but kneel there and wait for someone to help her get off. Her cock was hard enough she'd already formed her knot, keeping it pumping and pulsing while she quivered with the need for release. But they just stomped away, leaving her to drip and steam, swimming in their combined scent until she hardly knew where she was. Any effort to make a sound came out as little more than a gurgle, and she could only stew in that new flavour a while, swallowing down what she could, letting it fill her belly until it felt taut. Though if she was drunk on musk, Mahiri was absolutely hammered. The sheep had absolutely not let her have a moment's rest. She'd been slurping and slathering those plump black nuts for the entire duration of three cumshots. Only then when everyone turned their attention over to the scene did they realize how far they'd let Iniko go with her.

Lust wasn't the word for it. Mahiri was dripping, clenching, absolutely soaking herself with the thickly flowing need pouring from her glistening sex. She contracted around nothing at all, wanting so badly to be penetrated, to be fucked, and from the scent of her, bred. The pheromones she was putting out spoke of her heated state without the need for a single hungry yowl. She couldn't get much more out of her mouth than the occasional 'mmf' with the dark sheep humping her face like that. Iniko carried on with a grim and unchanging expression. It was hard to even tell if she was getting pleasure out of it, or if she just saw humiliating and overwhelming the shaking leopardess as her duty. She was plenty hard, splashing pre into that red hair so thickly that it was starting to wash out the dye. That left some concerning streaks of crimson over Mahiri's fur, staining the sweat falling from her face to make it look like she was bleeding. But the sheep hadn't harmed the cat yet. All she'd managed to do was leave her with streaks of her natural black while she soaked in the rich scent of the fallen angel.

"I know that look. You're quick to give it.." Iniko's words were stern at first, but she allowed herself a hint of levity to tease the cat. "The irony is that breeding you myself might make you a little more pure than before."

At the mere mention, Mahiri tensed up, yowling out between the sheep's nuts, moaning and writhing with desire. Iniko rolled her eyes and gave a body-shaking slap on that spotty butt.

"Spare me the fussing. We have a lot more work to do before you're ready for it. Maybe you'll get your release. Maybe not." She looked up, ignoring the feline wriggling between her thighs. "Someone else take her. I tire of her neediness."

Anna still hadn't stopped shooting after her first orgasm, though she was mostly dry-firing by then, giving some extra thin precum. She had a slightly annoyed expression on her face, cursing her own cock and overproductive balls. Though she couldn't resist the chance to tease a cute kitty. Her sack bounced with her every step, cock swinging as she went. She got in close to the horny leopard, running her hands along those spotty hips, giving her butt a squeeze. A quick brush of fingers along her quivering cunt was enough to make Mahiri yowl, throwing her head back, bucking her lips hard. She stirred up as much noise as she could possibly make, showing her teeth not in aggression, but in slavering, drooling desperation. But that pig just chuckled at the plight of the leopardess in heat, slipping behind her and licking along her throat.

"I bet you'd love to have a litter of spotty piggy-kitties, wouldn't you?" She nipped Mahiri on the ear, biting hard enough to hurt while she plapped that big dick against the leopard's back. "God, it'd feel good to just let it all out in your pretty pussy too."

Mahiri could only mrowl, giving some extended screamy cat noises as she did her very best to beg for mercy, for just one quick fuck to take care of that unbearable burning need between her thighs. The pig was content to hump her, to idly grind against her silky fur, waiting for her cock to get a little less sensitive. In the meantime, she was bathing that cat in musk, letting it all roll off her body and mark that elegant fur down. She even wrapped an arm around the feline's neck, letting her get immersed in that drenched pit beneath her arm, swimming in pig sweat, thick enough to gulp. Marinating in pure heated scent like that was only making her ache all the more, twitching, kicking her legs, unable to hold still with her body crying out like that. Either she got bred right there in that barn or she dropped dead, or that was how she felt at least.

Lily was looking nicely recharged, at least judging by how her cock had filled out again. She pondered the captives, tapping a finger on her lip, and soon she locked eyes with Cherno. The poor buck still hadn't quite recovered from the smothering, still flopped out and caked in sweat that stuck his hair to his face. He barely saw her through the forest of his bluish locks, though he could feel her approaching. She might have been the smallest of the four, practically a pony compared to the hefty monsters that were her companions, but she was still bigger than him. And plenty heavier. He felt her hand around his wrist, dragging him to his knees, leaving him to wobble and sway before the spire of her horsecock. Somehow, her own musk managed to push through the cloudy haze surrounding him, letting him get a good whiff of her uniquely refined scent before she was even rubbing that thick shaft on him.

"That's a fine pair of tits ye got there, lass. Lemme show you how to use them," was all she gave for a tease before she stepped into action.

A plap of dick against Cherno's face, and he was left to huff her horse scent while she smeared her leftover cum all over his features. It became his makeup, his mask, glossing over his lips, soaking into his smooth cheeks. She shoved his nose right up against the broad slit of her cock, letting him huff those leaking juices, snorting them down until they were clogging his sinuses with a mix of sweat and jizz. Every breath he took blasted him with more of her scent, and she held him like that until she'd managed to slip just a little of his muzzle inside her fat dick, squeezing down on it, squirting out a heady stream of pre right into his open nostrils. He recoiled, but he couldn't get far, not with his arms stretched far above his head like that. She smiled at him, snorted briefly, and finally let him breathe after a good smothering. He drooled on the tip of her dick while he caught his breath, squirming some as he felt that shaft slipping up between his new breasts, squishing snugly right between them, making them jiggle with her every turgid throb. They were a lot more sensitive than he expected.

One little stroke up and down was enough to bring the tiniest bleat of all time from him. It was supposed to be a whimper, but he couldn't even make that sound anymore. He didn't have to worry about his stolen voice for much longer, once he had that flared tip pushing up against his lips again. When he didn't immediately open for it, Lily tucked a finger into his mouth, stroking along one of his little fangs before hooking it open. He wasn't resisting her exactly, and soon accommodated that musk-laden shaft between his lips, letting it rest snugly on his tongue. The urge to suck came over him like an instinct, making him squeeze down tight, slurping the flavour from that flare as it bulged his cheeks out with its shape. She was at least merciful enough not to make him deepthroat the whole thing, though he was soon swallowing plenty as she titfucked him on the lube of sweat and cum, plunging up to make him glurk on that swollen shaft, barely able to keep up with her output of precum as he gulped and gulped, drooling over her taste.

He had no antlers left to hold onto, so his hair would have to do. Lily pressed her thumbs against the inside of his ears while she fucked his face, pulling back and forth along the bed of his tongue, letting her dick swim in his saliva as it flowed thick and constant, running down that spire, pooling on those new breasts. The horse's nuts were nearly as big as those tits, slapping their underside loudly, sending a shock through the modified buck's system every time she thudded forth. A raucous plapping echoed through the barn. The horse's tail slowly lifted, twitching as her pleasure grew, sweat rolling down her shiny ass and thighs as she worked that cute buck's face and tits until she was bulging with impending climax. One hand on the back of her hip and the other on his head, and she arched her spine, threw her hips forward, and let Cherno swallow as much of that horsecock as he could take while it expanded to an even more engorged state, accompanied by her whinny. The workings of her churning balls, pulling up beneath her cleavage was audible in those blissful moments as she claimed the soft deer's muzzle, pumping a load straight down his throat.

Swallowing it all wasn't possible. He barely even managed to start. As soon as that first heavy blast of horse cum hit the back of his gullet, he set to frantically guzzling it down to keep from choking, but he had his limits. Plenty of heat slid down to his stomach, but the rest came gushing right back out of his mouth, spraying from his lips, or even his nose when the pressure built up enough. It all poured out around the veins and medial ring of Lily's dick, dripping from those details, splattering Cherno's tits with a big fat splot to ensure both were thoroughly coated in fresh jizz. Long strands stretched down from each tit, while the rest just soaked into his fur, adding to the mark upon him as he bathed in the mixed scents of two sweaty farm animals. He had Lily's cum streaked across his cheeks like a painted smile, while the rest just drooled down from his jaws as she popped free of his lips, leaving him to huff hot steam that smelled of cum as he knelt before the glistening horse, slathered and coated, her taste thickly mashed into his tongue to the point he'd nearly forgotten about the pig's. But that flavour wasn't going anywhere, just mingling with Lily's, neither of them overpowering the other as Cherno marinated in mixed musk, his mind as blank as the expression on his dumbly staring face.

"Mahhh..." he finally managed to get out, and Lily nodded.

"Couldn't have said it better meself."

Simmering like that, his own dick was jumping with every pulse that ran through it. He was putting out precum thick enough to fill a shotglass, worked up into overdrive by the arousal and the enthralling assault on his sense of smell. Maybe that concoction had something to do with it too. He wanted to just reach down and stroke himself off, tugging his wrists against his bindings to see if he could get loose, but it was no use. The idea of stretching back and using one of his hooves to rub against his cock occurred to him, but he didn't bother. Maybe holding back, letting his aching nuts swell up with their need would be worth it when they finally let him get off. If they ever did. He was going to have to wait for them to tire of teasing the three of them. A glance over at Mahiri's situation revealed just how much those captors were delighting in the marathon. Anna was licking, nibbling, teasing all over, groping and grabbing as she slipped her fingers ever so close to the leopard's soaking pussy, but she didn't grant the cat more than a touch or prod, even as Mahiri writhed and thrust her hips, trying to get that pleasure she wanted so badly.

"You're just so helpless," Anna taunted, sounding like she slipped a little moan in there. "I can do whatever I want to ya. Though seeing you like this, I don't think I can hold back any longer."

Mahiri's yowling was getting ear-splitting as she whined in feline fashion for urgent relief of her heat. Anna rubbed that thick dick of hers along the folds of the kitty's pussy, glazing that uncut pig cock in all the juices flowing from the heated cat. Every stroke made Mahiri noisier as she shook and humped, trying to just slam herself down on that waiting shaft, finding herself slipping off the tip again and again. She was screaming with want, sounding like she'd gone fully feral, but Anna had whims of her own. As tempting as that soaking cunt might have been, she instead found her spot right there beneath that fluffy tail, shoving against Mahiri's ass and stretching her out push by push. Finding a good spot on the scruff of the leopard's neck, she locked on and bit hard, speaking through the harsh nibbling.

"Wanted to fuck your ass ever since I got a good look at that spotty booty ... and just cause you're a girl now didn't change my mind."

All Mahiri could do was mrowl about it as she felt that pig dick sinking deep into her butt, denying her the release she needed all the longer. Not that it didn't feel good. All that lube, all that sloppy cum and sweat and so forth ensured she slipped inside with ease. Mahiri was highly elastic, accommodating that heavy shaft without much strain. Though she was certainly complaining. For a time, her shrieks and cries sounded almost conversational, as if she was coming ever so close to forming words despite the restraint of that voice-stealing collar. But soon she was just snarling, and not even in an aggressive way. There was nothing imposing about those shaky sounds coming from the leopard's jaws. She had her face all scrunched up, her teeth on display, her tongue hanging over her lower lip, and her eyes were barely open. Anna meanwhile thumped down deep until she could smack her balls against those cheeks, giving Mahiri's curves a good wobble with her first forceful thrust. She wasn't trying to please her, instead pulling back and starting to pump and pleasure herself with the cat's captive body, biting plenty, licking her on the throat, and making sure to direct those satisfied oinks and grunts right into one of the feline's ears, loud enough to make her flinch.

The absolute force of those plump pig nuts slapping against Mahiri's ass sent her entire body jiggling. Every buck of Anna's hips made her tits bounce up towards her face, and her rump was shaking as the pig rutted her like a sow, spanking her over and over with that plus-sized sack. Sweat of course was rolling down her body, flowing thick from the overheated swine as she puffed like a steam engine, chugging along as she pounded that fine leopard ass, leaving Mahiri so turned on she had juices streaming down the inside of her thighs, reaching all the way to her planted paws as she dug her toeclaws into the dirt, trying to deal with the overwhelming lust. Anna fishhooked one of the cat's cheeks, braving those teeth as she had her way with the spotted mess, slamming into her at full force, sinking every single inch of fat uncut cock into her rear at once before yanking out and doing it again. Her whole body was shining with thicker and thicker perspiration. It pattered on the straw below, glistening on her skin, soaking her chosen plaything until there wasn't a trace of soft leopard fragrance left.

She didn't care about holding back anymore. When she reached her peak, she went ahead and let out the loudest squeal she could muster. It was a little embarrassing sure, but that just meant she could enjoy cumming in the kitty's butt without a single ounce of restraint. She rutted rapidly, smacking Mahiri numb with those nuts, before finally busting hotly within the trapped cat's confines. Anna latched on with teeth and hands alike, clutching Mahiri's ass as she filled it with her spunk, shooting straight towards the leopard's belly as she hosed down her innards with thick pig jizz. It was enough to swell her slightly before she started overflowing, dousing Anna with her own cum as it splattered on her belly. She thumped and schlurped in that mess like she was going for sloppy seconds, only to finally pull out and cum on Mahiri's back, aiming for those spots to blank them out under a blanket of white. Stroking her dick kept the juices flowing, as Anna's extended orgasm left her panting as she painted down her toy, leaving just as much cream clinging to the leopard's elegant fur as there was pig sweat pouring down her body.

"Mrarrrr ...." fussed the leopard, trying to whine, even beg for more, but she wasn't going to get it.

Anna just smacked her on the butt and chuckled, leaving that stretched hole to drip her cum while she moved away. Her cock was still flexing and convulsing, still keeping her in that state of climax, but she was done with the feline. She got what she wanted from her, and instead she strolled over to join with the rest of the farm gang. The sheep was looming there, her dick still attentive, and Anna couldn't help but give it a little stroke when she saw that unattended need.

"Hey, not that I'm ever gonna tell ya what to do, but don't you wanna cum too? We've got all this fresh cattle for you to try out." Anna shrugged, knowing not to be too pushy.

"When I'm ready. But you are right. I could use the amusement."

Mahiri was barely seeing, but Cherno saw those letterboxed eyes scanning over him and the other two as the sheep considered who she wanted. He couldn't help but flinch every time her gaze was on him. What was she so mad about? He hadn't done anything to her. Though maybe he should have been thankful. As annoyed as Iniko looked with existence itself, she looked especially grim every time she glanced over at Mahiri. What the cute cat could have possibly done to anger someone so much, Cherno didn't know, but he had to admit he was just as relieved for Mahiri as he was for himself when the sheep instead chose Alli. She stomped her way towards the creamed wolf, crouching down and grabbing her by the scruff, picking her up as if she weighed nothing. Alli must have been over three hundred pounds of muscle and height, and Iniko was curling her like she was a pebble. They locked eyes, and the wolf couldn't help but whimper a bit, and then yelp as the sheep dropped her right back down again. In such a state, her balance wasn't at its best, and she ended up slipping in all that cum beneath her, landing flat on her ass as the dark sheep loomed.

"Let's make sure we don't ruin you for the collection," came her grim words, loaded with implications.

A snap of her finger, and she was holding what looked like a large golden ring. Wolf and sheep certainly weren't getting engaged. Instead, Iniko directed that piece of simple jewellry to the wolf's stiff cock, gripping the tip of that pointed canine prick to keep it steady while Alli shook with the sudden need to release. She hadn't been aching as badly as Cherno right up until that point. Only once that ring locked into place like a shackle just beneath her bulging knot did she feel the pressure building. Her balls were tense, her cock was pulsing, even bulging, but no matter how hard she humped the air she couldn't get a single drop of pre out, nevermind cum. She yelped in dismay as she struggled with that magical device. It held on tight, making her balls swell with the building pressure. Watching the wolf shaking and vibrating all over with sudden need, Iniko couldn't help a momentary smirk. Then she shoved the wolf hard and got on top of her.

A creature of her heft climbed upon the sprawled wolf as a dark cloud might descend upon a summer's day. Alli was eclipsed by the sheep's size, pinned down as that monumental ass squished atop her cock. She found herself buried between those cheeks, her paws barely sticking out from beneath them as Iniko overtook her, wasting no time in getting what she wanted. She sat down slickly on that raging hard-on, taking Alli inside until that knot bumped her rim. A clench, a huff, and she pressed down harder, engulfing that swollen bulb like it was nothing, letting the wolf go balls deep in that enormous rump, barely able to breathe as Iniko sat upon her with almost her full weight. A wiggly struggle accomplished nothing, and the sheep largely ignored those whimpers as she started riding. Every stroke, every bounce was a slow one, drawing up and staying there as if accumulating energy before bringing all that momentum down on Alli in a hip-shattering WHUD, making her own thick booty shake just a little from the impact as she left the wolf writhing beneath her, barely able to whimper.

"Truly the wolf beneath the sheep. Or ... however it goes."

Hera offered an encouraging guffaw. It wasn't often that she heard Iniko make a joke. Though she was moving a little closer all the while, just in case she needed to remind that titan not to break their new cattle too early. Iniko wasn't being gentle, working slowly, but ensuring every single slam of her ass down on that knotted dog dick was as powerful as she could make it. Alli yipped like she'd been struck every time that beast came down on her, though driving deep into that tight hole was keeping her at her peak the whole time. Her cock quivered like she was already cumming, but she couldn't spare a drop for the sheep, no matter how hard she tried. Even getting hammered by the thickest ass she'd ever fucked, and she was trapped at the height of her pleasure, desperately panting for climax, but finding only increased pressure in those tightening nuts of hers as she got taken for the ride of her life. Maybe her last one, for all she knew, as she clenched her teeth tight and fell into a shaky snarl as she got slammed to numbness. She couldn't feel her toes. She didn't even know if she had them anymore for how hard the brutal sheep was going at her. Finally, Hera cleared her throat.

"Hon."

Iniko grunted. She gave Alli a few more smacks with that huge ass of hers, and then just sat atop her a while. Alli was barely breathing, the wind knocked right out of her by those harsh spanks, twitching beneath that fluffy sheep tail. Iniko met her eyes, but barely got a response. She looked long and deep, then finally shrugged, pulling off that shaft and knot all at once as if she didn't even feel it. That shock left Alli yelping, her hips jumping up and down as if trying to keep fucking that fine rear, but she wasn't going to get it. Iniko left that ring in place, denying Alli even a drop of productivity, and stood up tall to wander off, exuding sweat as she went. She'd worked up plenty of perspiration, enough to mat her wool and put out a scent that could only be described as sinful. She was as decadent as dessert, while also deliciously musky, giving Cherno the sweetest sample he'd ever sniffed while she stepped away from the thoroughly broken wolf, leaving her to whimper in want for release. It was a good thing the buck liked that thick fragrance so much. She'd set her sights on him this time.

He had to admit some of his life flashed before his eyes when he saw her approaching. Every step was like that of a giant, thundering down on hooves that could have crushed him in a simple stomp. He remained still, kneeling there, coated in the mark of his previous treatments, breathing in her enticing aroma. Then she kicked him. It wasn't actually that harsh, more just a tap of a suggestion really, nudging a hoof against his chest, but he reacted as if clubbed with a tree. Flopping on his back, his arms still loosely stretched above his head, he looked up at her with wide eyes, getting only a stern expression right back. A clomp of hooves on either side of his chest made him flinch. He got a good look up at her dark backside, and the sweat glistening on her taint and backsack before she came down like an eclipse, smothering him in warmth and pudge, completely engulfing him in fat sheep ass before he could so much as bleat. Stunned by the impact, he wondered for a second if he'd been killed, only for her musk to rouse him from that blank state.

She wiggled into place, pressing his lips against her asshole, letting him kiss it while she pressed a great deal of her weight down on his face alone. There was plenty on his chest too, ensuring he wasn't drawing a single gasp of air while she used his face for a dildo, grinding on his mouth and nose. That meant really rubbing that salacious scent into his senses, letting him sample it with every shaky wheeze. Now and then her smothering was vigorous enough that she gave him room to snatch some air from around him, ensuring he didn't pass out while she used him for a seat. He'd already had one perspiration-laden butt on his face that day, but this one was even bigger, and just as rich with sweltering hot flavour, giving him plenty to work his tongue over in hopes that he might appease her. But she didn't move. Just when he thought he couldn't go any longer, that he was just going to pass out, suffocated by her enormous backside, she let up just long enough to keep him alive and conscious. But once he was done coughing and wheezing, there came another thump down on his face, again and again, punishing him with her fat ass while he ate her hole out as thoroughly as he could manage in his slowly weakening state. And all through it, his poor neglected cock pumped like it might burst from the sheer pressure, teetering on the edge of a release so potent he felt like he might not survive it. Or maybe that was just his thoughts darkening while the wicked angel drowned him in the sweat between her cheeks.

Hera had been overseeing it all, mostly assessing the cattle's worth from afar while her partners worked them over, but she couldn't ignore the urgent pulses of her own cock. One release was hardly anything when the room was thick with sex scents like that, rich with pheromones and other sexy smells as things only got hotter. She gave another glance to Cherno, or what little of him she could see beneath the monster sheep's ass, and contented herself that the deer would be fine. He'd better be. She still wanted some of that fine buck for herself when the sheep was done. But before that, she was going to have to release some of that tension clenching up in her glossy nuts. A glance between her options made it easy to decide. Alli was sprawled out and still faintly whimpering, drooling on herself with the force of her panting. Mahiri meanwhile was yowling out as if for help, kicking and wriggling in her bindings, testing the strength of that well-constructed hook above her as she fought to get free, if only so she could find someone to finally fuck her like she needed. Hera gave a bovine snort and strutted her way over to the wet-sexed feline, stretching her arms out to greet her in a sweat-soaked embrace.

"Hey kitty. That's some awful noise you're makin'. Why don't we see about shutting you up a while?"

She snorted out some hot steam in Mahiri's face, then leaned in close and wrapped her lips right around Mahiri's entire muzzle. That stunned the cat for long enough to silence her yowling, and to leave her mouth wide open for a thick cow tongue to fill it. Hera stuffed her slurper inside, even tasting the inside of the leopard's throat with it. All Mahiri could do was glurk, swallowing down plenty of bovine saliva as she tonguefucked the cat's face. After a while, she started purring. Maybe it was that heavy scent, or the forceful thrusts, but she couldn't deny the attention was good. The throbbing ache from her pussy reminded her of her need though, sending her straight back into a state of utter desperation as Hera pulled away from that slopped kiss, leaving the leopard too busy gulping spit to yowl and complain. The big cow put on a grin.

"I'll say that breedin' ya is awful tempting right now. But I think we can get you caterwaulin' even louder than you are already. Let's feel that tongue, pussycat."

Mahiri sort of knew that Hera was speaking words, but she didn't hear them anymore. She was lost in her haze, in her pulsing feral lust. Just dwelling in the presence of the sweat-shined brown cow was enough to drive her incoherent. She already couldn't speak. But this was something more. She was writhing in ways that might have been concerning, if she was worrying about anything but satisfying that one need, that one burning requirement to go on with her life. Maybe that beastly minotaur of a bovine would give it to her. But it looked more like she was going to have to go on wanting as she got dragged down that plump belly, used as as a rag for all the salty essence that ran down from the cow's bust, until the poor horny cat found her nose mashed right atop that fat cock, buried in the utter heat and that mind-melting musk. She was sniffing it all up, then lapping at all she could get, as if in faint hope that performing well enough might get her fucked. It was all she lived for until she got it.

A slathering slide of tingly cat tongue along the fat mast of equine dick that the cow was sporting, and Mahiri found herself licking the flared tip. She worshipped without pause or thought, glossing along the edges of that flare before going for the source of the most potent taste she could take from all that bovine. A quick flick of her tongue and she was slurping the heavy globs of pre from the tip of Hera's dick, her work proving Sisyphean as that viscous fluid replaced itself after every lick. Pre alone was enough to guzzle on, and Mahiri milked it from the source, swallowing with a little purr each time. Flavour like that was enough to make her forget about the way her body ached for at least a moment. She was accommodating in every way she could make herself, opening up wide when Hera made so much as a slight thrust forth, burying that swelling flare between the kitty's lips. It felt like the biggest cock she'd ever sucked, but maybe that was just the rough movements of its wielder, burying it down the leopard's throat in a single hump, letting her glurk and gulp on it until all went spinny.

"How deep can this pussy go? Who's got bets?" she joked, going hands free a second before latching onto Mahiri with a hard grip.

The perfect facefucking position was with one fist buried deep in Mahiri's locks, fingers staining red in the running dye, and the other wrapped tight around the root of the leopard's lifted tail. That hold kept the feline bent straight down, her arms stretched straight back behind and above her while she endured every pound of hips, letting inch after inch slide down her open gullet without so much as a flinch. If she was in any discomfort, the wave of horny crashing over her blocked it out. Soon the cow bottomed out as Mahiri's face smacked up against Hera's crotch and balls. Another thrust, another, and she was taking the whole damn thing straight down to her chest, letting that flare bulge between her tits. Her lips were a fountain of drool and precum, smacking and schlicking with the slightest movement. Hera revelled in her triumph for a few choking seconds before she finally yanked free of that kitty's jaws, leaving Mahiri gaping and gasping, gargling all those juices as she choked her way to breathing once more,

"Gonna be honest with ya. I might have lost money on that if I was still the gamblin' type. You've got a helluva mouth on you, spotty girl."

"Rrrrrmmm..." was Mahiri's inelegant reply.

"Damn right. Now hold on tight. I'm filling that belly."

The squelching plunge of cow dick in leopard throat was all that was really audible in the barn for a while. Hera shoved down deep, jackhammering that cat's throat until she was all the way inside, giving Mahiri's chin a solid slap of nuts, flinging sweat from neck to tits and beyond. Mahiri could only swim in the taste of heavily musked bovine cock, trembling before its power, feeling it pulsing inside her, stimulating her with every ridge and vein and ring. So many details, so much texture, and all of it directed right down her throat, leaving her swollen and shaking as she struggled to slip in even a single gasp. Would the cow just suffocate her? It seemed possible, especially as that huffing, grunting pace picked up, accelerating to something merciless, careless with the soft, breakable cat. Yet somehow she didn't shatter to a million pieces, even as she felt the beastly pistoning pushing all that dick straight down her throat. She felt like she might catch fire, sweltering in Hera's body heat, but all she could do was use her tongue for a welcome mat, letting the cow drive deep until she finally felt those telltale twitches travelling through every solid inch.

Even approaching orgasm, Hera didn't slow down. Every schluck and smack of that pounding throatfuck went echoing around, shaking Mahiri's bones as she struggled to stay conscious. The heat was only getting thicker as she felt that flare popping, stretching her out just a little farther, and then there came that slopping, splashing, spraying release. Not for her, but for that burly cow as she unloaded her fat nuts between the leopard's lips with a heavy bellow, grinding hard on her rough tongue to make sure she milked out every single drop she could possibly give her. Mahiri felt her belly sagging down, weighing her towards the floor, held up only by the hold on her hair and tail, and her restraints. She dangled as she got herself bloated with all that jizz, not even needing to swallow it until it was running up her throat. Such efforts were futile at best, and she was soon sputtering as that pent up cream exploded from her lips and nose, giving her a facial of sorts as it splattered onto the cow's balls and thighs, dribbling down thick enough to hear while Mahiri steamed with her new engorging load.

A hacking cough was the best she could do once the cow pulled out, giving her a passing spurt on the face just to make things messier. Mahiri dangled there, spitting, sputtering, drooling as she loudly sloshed with her taut belly of cow cum. She looked like she'd been impregnated there and then, but she burned as brightly as ever, her heat flickering between her thighs, pheromones calling out to anyone who would take her and claim her for their own. All it would have taken was a drop, really. But she wouldn't have been satisfied with that. She needed one of those four fat-nutted breeders to take her, and she didn't care which one of them did it. Well - maybe she did. She was still afraid of one of them. And that damn scary sheep was looking right at her. Only Hera's voice directed Iniko's gaze away from the needy kitten.

"Well, girls? Whaddya say we get this stock hooked up to the machines and finally give 'em what they crave? Looks like they'll be good and productive for us."

"I'm on it," came Anna's answer, maybe a little too enthusiastically.

"Need help?" Lily followed the pig along. "Hardly know what I'm doing, but ye got my hands as needed."

Anna gave some guidance to the horse as they hit some buttons and pulled some levers. The way the gear dropped from above reminded Cherno of those oxygen masks on planes. Some of them looked a bit similar too. Several rounded, seemingly plastic cups attached to thick, flexible tubes dangled in front of him. Hera stepped up and took them while those ropes pulled him to his hooves again, standing straight and stretched right out, fully exposed, damp, dripping, and engorged to the point of discomfort. He felt like he could have came hard enough to fill a bucket, and that was exactly what the farm girls were counting on. The cow took him by the dick with no particular care, and then just buried his shaft into some sort of sleeve. Another set was for those new tits, and they all latched on, airtight, practically sucking on him. It was like a subtle blowjob, every moment, keeping him edging, shooting pre up into that high pressure tube. He could hear it getting sucked up into the ceiling, disappearing into some unseen reservoir, collecting every single drop.

Lily helped Anna get Alli all hooked up, tits and dick alike. With that chastity ring mysteriously vanished, the wolfess was finally ready to release, but not quite yet. That left just Iniko and her burning gaze as she went stalking towards Mahiri, overtaking her with the shadow of her presence. The sheep's dick, that girth she'd stolen from the cat, was still hard, still absolutely solid and giving some jumps as it throbbed. She was the only one who hadn't cum yet. Her balls were swollen even thicker, hanging down like Anna's, but pulling up taut to the base of her cock every time another tense clench passed through her. Her pre was pure white, as if already cumming, thick and heavy with scent. And Mahiri's body responded, leaving her desperately kicking, mewling, crying out in the sharpest feline voice she could manage. She didn't care for fear anymore. Her mind was a constant scream of a single word: breed. And Iniko looked like she might finally oblige her, cupping those tits in the hoses of the milking device, before just loosening those bindings and giving the cat a harsh shove, knocking her flat on her back.

Cherno had to at least make sure that big mean sheep wasn't going to crush his friend to paste right then and there. He watched as Iniko pinned the cat down, getting on top of her, staring into her eyes. Then up went those spotty thighs as the sheep hefted them straight above Mahiri's head, giving her full access to that soaking cunt, stretching her as only a feline could withstand. Mahiri was a mess of noises, mrowling, purring, screeching - whatever her throat was capable of with that collar affixed, she made it, as loudly as possible. Yet for as loud as her anticipation was, she fell deathly quiet once she finally got her pussy penetrated, A long, deep sink of pierced cock into her clenching depths, and she could only gasp in silence, as if her very voice had been stolen from her by that deadly angel. That potent cock was pointed straight at her fertile womb while she writhed beneath the hulking beast, caught in the throes of utter heat. She was minutes or even seconds away from getting knocked up by someone she feared, and she could only squirm and bump and grind as best she could while the sheep pulled back, built up strength, and pounded down in a huge, annihilating stroke, squeezing the screamy cat noises out of Mahiri once more.

He might have been content to get off on watching that mating pair go at it if it wasn't for Hera's touch. One good stroke of his hips and rear and he was already snapping back to attention. He was so hard, so sore, so in need of a big fat cumshot, but she teased him just a little longer. Leaning in close, she smooched him on the lips, then drew her heavy tongue over his face, cleaning up some of the sweat clinging to him. A hand on the back of his head was much rougher than the kiss, and she directed him to her cleavage, burying him in the heat and curves of her heavy bust a while. A satisfied grunt told him he was doing a good job licking there, slurping without pause, not even needing any direction. Nor did he need her to tell him what she wanted when she directed his lips to one of those brown nips. He latched on hungrily and started to suck. For as thick and strong as she was, Hera still produced some nice fresh milk when he worked that tit hard enough, and he gulped it from the source, chugging it down without a breath, putting a smile on her face while she watched him guzzling.

"Yup. I picked right. What a good fuckin' boy you are. Or is it girl now? Won't matter much when you're my knocked up breedin' bitch."

She stretched her arms above her head, giving him a good look at all the sweat that had accumulated underneath. He dipped in and sniffed curiously, and soon he was drooling for her, lapping up her perspiration right from the heaviest source, breathing it all in and drinking it down until it was part of him. She gave an approving chuckle as he worked, even snickered at how it tickled, then patted him on the back. There was no need for any more words, any more teasing or making him want it. Any longer and he might have blown his load from scent alone. She moved around him with a swish of her tufted tail, pressing her tits to his back while she scooped her meaty hands beneath his thighs, lifting his legs straight up until his hooves were near his face. It wasn't just arousal he felt when she brushed that plump dick beneath his little tail. There was something warm and tingly inside him, something he'd never experienced before. Even as she pressed that thick flare against his rim, he already understood it. Those modifications to his body weren't just external. He was about to get bred by a great big cow, and all he could do was bleat about it as she hugged up against her chest and gut with a tight grip.

Anna and Lily weren't being so ceremonial about it all. They were each smaller than the wolfess, but put together and they easily overpowered all that muscle. Or maybe Alli was just going along with it. Either way, the big bad wolf was on her knees, getting it doggy style from the pig while the horse throat-fucked her former partner. Or maybe they were still a thing, technically. It was always hard to tell with them. She certainly seemed happy about it, wagging her tail while Anna pumped her, smacking her fatter balls against the wolf's own while Lily bottomed out between Alli's lips. The wolf happily sucked away on that horsecock, getting smacked back and forth by those heavy thrusts. They were being plenty rough with her, knowing that durable form could take it, giving a snort, a huff, a whinny and an oink, stirring up all sorts of noise while the wolf was left to get fucked in the straw by two sweat-soaked farm animals. And she too could feel that difference, that certain something beneath her tail that was more than just orgasm building. With Anna pumping her butt hard, she could feel her body reacting, feeling like she was going into a rut, but different. She never thought she'd end up a pig's breeding slut, but she wasn't offering much in the way of resistance.

For all the roughness the pair was bringing to the wolf, they couldn't compare to the sheep's brutality. It looked like it ought to hurt, and from the noises Mahiri was making, it was impossible to tell if she was screaming in agony or pleasure. Cats were like that. Iniko worked slow, going up, and then throwing herself forward, slamming and shaking the leopard's whole body with every harsh pound. She sank in until her balls smacked the kitty's ass, her body tensing up all. The sensation of Mahiri's pussy wrapped around her was enough for a little grunt, but she mostly glared in silence. It was impossible to tell if she was enjoying herself, at least until those steady thumps got a little more wild, a little less controlled, and she settled into a undisciplined thumpthumpthump down on that horny leopardess, fucking that soft cat to oblivion and back until she finally snorted out at the buried feline. Mahiri couldn't see much, with that belly and those breasts clouding her vision, and her eyes weren't really focused anyway, glazing over as the sheep accelerated to brutal pace, tensing, twitching, her cock expanding to the point it was thicker than ever before, stretching her out, pushing on every g-spot she had all at once, bringing a scream from Mahiri's throat so harsh it fell to scratchy silence in the final moments before the sheep thoroughly, definitively impregnated her.

Caught up in that mating press meant she had nowhere to go, and neither did Iniko's cum. It all went straight up into Mahiri's waiting womb, stuffing and filling her even heavier, swelling her, stretching her, making her bloat and round out to a ridiculous size as that cock just kept pouring out. Leopard milk ran up those tubes as the cat climaxed, clenching down on the sheep's dick with all the might her inner muscles could muster, working harder and harder to make sure she took every drop. She came close. Maybe some was trickling over her hips and ass as that sheep's snorting peak came to an end, but for the most part she was holding it all within her. In an instant that fire was extinguished, her body recognizing the potency of the seed within her. She was going to carry that fearsome sheep's offspring. Her womb had now been used by demon and angel alike. And she could only guess what was going to happen to her body in the coming months.

Cherno heard that triumph, but he wasn't watching. Not when he had a thick equine cock stretching him out, burying flare-first in his azure depths, rounding out his rim to an impressive gape with all that girth. He clenched down as if to cum right exactly then, but instead he just shot a whole bunch of precum down that sucking tube, feeling it all getting drained away to some distant tank. Hera sank deeper, snorting in his ear, giving him a flat-toothed nibble. Was that a fang or two among them? They weren't overly sharp, but it helped her latch on to him at first, before she just tugged his head back between her tits, drooling on his own while she started to thump him. He looked down to watch her girth stretching his belly, the outline moving back and forth beneath his creamy white fur as she stretched him without hurting him. Maybe he was numb to it, but even as she rutted him with that fat horselike dick, he didn't need a moment to adjust to all that size. It was pure pleasure, driving deep within him until he felt like she might fuck her way right through him. Instead, he just got a good spank of cow nuts to his ass, feeling those balls plowing up against his own. He felt so small, so feminine compared to her, and yet he was no less potent for it. He discovered that in a second.

If she let him, he would have tried to edge all day and night, just to enjoy the feeling of that belly-bulging dick plowing into him, smacking up against his cheeks again and again. But he would have had to have supernatural stamina to achieve that. One good moo in his ear while she lunged forward, and she set him off. The perfect thrust forced him to cum, pressing up against his prostate with full force, milking the cream out of him to shoot up into those tubes right along with the milk being drained from his chest. He gave a bleat of alarm once he felt the pressure of that sleeve sucking his cock dry while Hera erupted within him. Just when he thought he was done, he gave another heavy spurt, the feeling of her cow seed spilling within his backside, working up to his belly keeping him going, peaking, clenching, contracting, every muscle of his body going wild and every drop bringing its own pleasure. Those tingles were getting more intense. He somehow knew exactly what that meant.

She left him a well-bred, gaping mess once she flopped her dick from beneath his tail, giving him a little smooch where his antlers used to be. They were still nearby, and she scooped them up in one hand, holding them by her side.

"Think I'll hold onto these. Maybe I'll make a little decoration out of 'em, just to let everyone know I turned a fine young buck into a pretty little doe. How's it feel, breedin' stock?"

He of course couldn't reply in his current state, but she surprised him when she unlatched that collar with a single finger. His neck felt so naked without it, but nonetheless he sucked in a breath and did his best to actually respond to her.

"Mahh ..." came his bleat, completely wordless.

It wasn't intentional. But no matter how much he tried, he couldn't even seem to think in words anymore, nevermind sentences. She'd fucked the language out of him, and he had no idea how long he was going to stay like that, dangling, dripping, overflowing with her cum but holding plenty of it deep within.

"You girls about done with your bitch yet?" Hera called to the other two.

Alli was whimpering, but she was ever so hard, her knot bulging within the sleeve, flexing hard while she spurted pre, pouring it all out at last. Anna lunged, and Lily bucked, lashing her long tail about as she fucked the wolf's face with all her might. A less built creature might have been folded like an accordion by all that force, but Alli held on all through it, arching her back, her arms quivering with the effort to hold herself up as she got fucked to a peak by both those dicks. She came hard for them both, filling the tube with thick white wolf seed, but her release hardly compared to how much horse and pig alike were putting out. Lily's initial blast was bigger, splurching back out of Alli's noise and drenching her whole front side with that forceful spurt, but Anna had the stamina. She just kept cumming inside the wolfess, filling up that muscular rump with pure pig jizz, fulfilling that strange tingling need as she bottomed out and held herself within. This time, she didn't pull out, instead letting all her orgasm leak into the wolf as it went on and on. A faint buzz came with the machines sucking the milk from Alli's teats in the meantime, as she panted and drooled against the side of Lily's cock, her muzzle a fountain of cum.

Alli wasn't faring any better once Lily removed her collar. She gave a gurgled yap, and then settled to a faint doggish moan. There definitely weren't any words in there. Mahiri was still staring at the ceiling, looking perhaps slightly dead, but still breathing. She didn't even bother trying to speak or make a sound, at least until the sheep gripped one of those spotty asscheeks and gave her a little shock of pain for a second. It was like a burn, but it cooled shortly after. In its wake, there was a mark upon her fur that went all the way down to her skin, a black, maze-like pattern with some initials below. She couldn't see it, but she could feel it, though she hardly knew what it actually meant. The sheep had branded her, and as she rose from atop the splattered mess of the cumflated cat, she moved over to do the same to the others. Cherno got his turn, gasping out as he felt the warmth of the sheep's palm on his sore butt, and Alli could hardly yip when she got the very same mark. Hera nodded at them all.

"Welcome to the farm, y'all. You're joining the finest breeding stock in this country. And we'll have lots more work for you, don't you worry. But for now. Anna?"

She gave a gesture, and the pig finally pulled out of the wolfess, still casually spurting but doing her job anyway, pressing a button on that control panel. Some gears roared to life, briefly groaning, and then the three well-breed farmsluts were going up, reeled in by those restraints as they got lifted right off the ground. Dangling and dripping, they left a trail of cum as they travelled, slowly getting dragged back from the scene, still soaked to the skin in the scent of barn sex, unable to think or speak.

"Go have yourself a rest, meet the rest of the herd. We'll grab ya when we need ya."

That metal track above diverged off into three paths, and the companions ended up separated in time. Cherno watched Mahiri go, hardly even recognizing the broken cat, and Alli was far less imposing than when they'd first met. Only when he found himself in a great big pen did those ropes loosen, dropping him to the floor, unable to rise. Someone gave him a hand, though it wasn't easy. He thought he faintly recognized the tigress even through the fog of instinct, though she was a lot more feminine than the stud she once resembled, her belly round and heavy with offspring. Maybe a sister. Maybe not. He couldn't know, not with his head like that. And there were dozens more. Some faintly familiar, some unknown, all gathered up together, naked, often swollen, awaiting their next turn with the big breeders. That was their purpose now. Each of them a person, descended from wild beasts, but they'd all been domesticated and broken in, treated like nothing more than common cattle. And they couldn't even think well enough to have an opinion on it.