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Barry was glad to finally be an important part of something bigger. The still rather young pink bull with light green hair had got himself a degree on marketing a few years ago, but never found himself a job that lasted.

Until that fateful day where he stumbled into a huge manor alone in the highlands, not so far from a big city. It's walls were painted in a red color, wich wasn't a very common sight, and the property itself was surrounded by a fair amount of trees, like an orchard of sorts.

Deep down, he felt some genuine bliss with that sight, something he hadn't felt in a while, so he stopped his car just a bit out of the road, in the base of the lush highlands, as he got out for a closer look. It was as if that place itself was calling to him somehow.

But his daze was soon broken once he heard a deep, masculine voice talking to him from above.

???: Do you need something?

Barry looked around until his eyes met a huge red bull, with darker hands, black hair and fangs protruding from his lower jaw. He was in an elevated wooden outpost, positioned in a way to be barely noticeable in between the trees. He was also wearing the typical security guard attire.

But despite all of that, his tone of voice seemed pretty friendly.

Barry: Oh, nothing. I was just... Taking a good look around this place. I'll be leaving soon.

Bull: No need to rush it tough. Let me guide you.

He got down from his outpost in a single jump, and landed right in front of the pink bull. Barry always thought of himself as a tall bovine, but that guy managed to be double his size, and have such handsome features too. In his big, hard chest, he also had a name tag.

Barry: Oh... So your name is Marcus, then?

Marcus: Yeah. Marcus Jay. And you?

Barry: I'm Barry. Barry Daniels.

Marcus: Heh. That's a wonderful name. So let's get going?

Barry: Y-yeah.

The big bull lead the way until they found tall metal gates, blocking a path to the top of the highlands. But Marcus just put one of his huge hands into a very futuristic looking slot at the side of it, and they opened immediately, so they could continue that short hike.

Marcus: I'm sorry for the high security. We have to keep things nice and safe around here.

Barry: With a manor like that, it's understandable.

Marcus: Heh. That's the least of our worries, actually.

Barry: Oh. So is it all for the orchard? To keep the productivity safe?

Marcus: Yeah... Guess I can say that. Anyway, did you ever have a fruit straight from the tree?

Barry: No... Never had the opportunity.

The big bull then easily took something from a nearby tree.

Marcus: Then have a peach. And don't worry, we don't use anything to make it look this juicy.

He handed the orange-ish fruit to the smaller bull by his side without hesitation. Barry couldn't even remember the last time he saw a fruit so appetizing in the market. So he took a small bite out of it.

Barry: This is nice.

Marcus: Yeah... And we're almost there.

Indeed, they now were at the top of the highlands, in front of the nice and colorful garden of the manor. So many flowers of different shapes and sizes were blooming in there, and at the center of everything, was a big fountain, with a statue of three bulls in the middle of it, all holding hands and spiting water from their mouths and horns.

Barry: Wow... It's even more stunning up close.

Marcus: Then wait until you see the inside of the manor.

Barry: Oh, really? Should I?

Marcus: Of course. Mr. Lacteon always loves visits anyway.

With that in mind, Barry felt less guilty about following Marcus to the large wooden doors of the manor. But the surreal feel of that situation was almost too much to bare.

The big bull opened the doors calmly, and gestured to Barry in a polite manner for him to walk in first, into an enormous entrance hall/living room, were a towering white bull with light yellow spots and blond hair/beard was sitting on a big armchair.

The pink bull was speechless. That guy made even Marcus look like a small fry. But at least he didn't have fangs to make him even more imposing.

He then opened his grey eyes, that seemed clearly blind. Clouded by time or maybe something else, since he didn't look that old. But his nose and ears still worked as fine as they could be, as he just sniffed the air and heard the steps to know who was there.

Lacteon: Oh. We have a visitor?

Marcus: Yes, Sir.

Barry: H-hello there.

Lacteon: Hello. You have such a nice voice.

Barry: Heh... Thanks. I'm just passing by.

Lacteon: And where are you heading to?

Barry: The big city. To find a good job marketing for some large brand.

Marcus: That sounds great.

Lacteon: And ambitious. Do you have a place to stay?

Barry: Not yet... But I can find something.

Lacteon: Well... We always have room for more bovines in here. And we actually need someone to do our marketing.

Barry: Really? Then I guess I'm down for this. With what do you guys work?

Lacteon: We are the biggest name in the milk industry, and I'm pretty sure you'll enjoy working here. Marcus?

Marcus: Yes, sir?

Lacteon: Show him the ropes.

The big guy blushed a bit, somehow becoming even more red than he already was.

Marcus: Alright. Follow me.

Barry: Okay...

The pink bull then followed the big guy back outside again. Somewhow, the request made by Lacteon made his mood shift from cheerful, to nervous.

Barry: Are you feeling alright?

Marcus: It's just... So hard to explain this kind of stuff.

Barry: How hard can it be?

The big guy looked around for a second, to confirm that no one else was nearby. Then let out a long sigh.

Marcus: Listen... We are not your usual kind of bull.

Barry: What do you mean? You're an alien about to chew my face off?

Marcus: Huh? No! Well... It's better if you see it for yourself.

He unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a hairy chest and a nice belly for a bull as strong looking as him. But there was nothing out of the ordinary to be seen.

Barry: Oh... You're handsome indeed. But what do you want me to see?

Marcus: Do you mind grabbing my nipples? It's part of the process.

Barry: Sure.

He did so a little hesitantly, afraid of what would happen next. But as soon as his hands touched Marcus' soft chest, all of his worries went away. Deep down, he always wanted to do something like this to another man.

Marcus: Oh... Your hands are so soft.

Barry: Heh, thanks. But what now?

Marcus: Just squeeze them. Gently.

The pink bull did as he said, and almost immediately, a reddish liquid started pouring out of his nipples.

Barry: Oh my God... Are you bleeding?!

Marcus: No, that's just my milk. And besides, blood is redder than this.

Barry: Phew... It smells like alcohol a bit.

Marcus: It's because I'm part of the security, so my milk is a lot stronger than usual. Wouldn't recommend you to drink it. At least not right now.

Barry: Okay. So that's the secret? You guys are the ones producing the milk? That's pretty neat.

Marcus: Heh... Yeah. And we're all dudes, what makes it a lot more fun in my opinion.

Barry: I can see that. I've always felt some kind of attraction to other guys. But I couldn't admit it to anyone without the risk of backlash.

Marcus: Oh... Maybe that's why Lacteon was so eager to take you in. He knows a lot more than he lets on, that big guy.

Barry: Interesting...

Marcus: But anyway... Can you keep going? I wasn't joking when I said your hands were soft

Barry: Of course.

He kept gently milking those big pecs, as the milk slipped through his fingers and fell into the grass bellow. Marcus didn't see to mind it, as he only let out some soft moans while his own hands drifted to his pants, that he unziped to reveal a bulge that was somehow getting bigger.

Marcus: There's just one more thing.

Barry: What?

Marcus: Those are not the only parts that can be milked.

He then lowered his briefs, to show a rather large, erect cock, and even bigger balls, that seemed to be growing by the second.

Barry: You want me to give you a hand job?

Marcus: No. Look closer.

And indeed, there was something unusual happening to his balls, as four little nubs sprouted from them, and quickly grew on size and length.

Barry: Oh my... Are those...

Marcus: Teats in my balls? Yeah. That's how we get to be so productive. And why security is such a big concern...

Barry: Well... This really explains a lot.

The blushing on Marcus' face somehow became even more strong.

Marcus: I'm sorry for having to show you this all so fast... It's a natural reflex for when we start to get milked.

Barry: That's okay. It's a nice sight, to be honest.

Marcus: Glad you think so. You can touch it if you want.

Barry: Heh. I guess I will.

So, he grabbed some of the teats as gently as he was grabbing the nipples above, and started to milk them with pleasure. The scent of masculine virility and alcohol flooded the air, and it was something that Barry could get used to.

They stayed in that corner of the garden for a while, until that udder was sufficiently drained. Somehow, the grass where the milk had fallen was even more green than before, and Barry was ready to join that unique herd.

***

That afternoon sure was a life changer. Barry got to know such an interesting facility bellow the manor, and meet a good number of new bovine friends.

His car was now safely parked inside the garden, as the night feel quietly trough the highlands and surrounding fields. He was also offered to stay into the guests room of the manor for that night, as the other bulls were still trying to clear a place for him in the main dorms.

The pink bull also had the opportunity to taste some of Lacteon's milk, as a proof that he was willing to really become part of that whole operation. And it was the sweetest thing he had ever tasted.

But as he now sat quietly into his temporary room, the feeling of change finally begun to set in. Not only externally, with the sudden new path his life had taken, but internally, as the milk he just drank was surely making some changes to how his body worked.

And it was at that moment that Marcus peeked his big head trough the doorway, as his shift had finally ended.

Marcus: So... Is it official now? You're a part of the herd?

Barry: Yeah... You guys are amazing.

Marcus: Thanks. How was your first milking session?

Barry: Actually... I was waiting for you, so I can repay your gentleness from earlier.

Again, the big red bull became even more red as he blushed intensely.

Marcus: R-really?

Barry: Yeah. Come on and let's have some fun.

He got in, and closed the door behind him, as Barry was already taking off his clothes. He wouldn't need them now anyway.

With a smile, he signaled for Marcus to do the same, and soon, they were both naked in that huge bed, with the big bull's snout gently touching Barry's hairy crotch.

Marcus: Ready?

Barry: Of course.

The big bull then raised his hands to gently grab Barry's chest, wich was already feeling rather full, so he wasn't surprised when a pinkish liquid started to come out of them. It was wonderful.

But nothing could beat the feeling of having his udder show up for the first time. It was as if his balls were filling up with pure pleasure and bliss. And the new sensitive parts popping up made him shiver a bit, in a good way.

Marcus's mouth was also big enough to fit all the four teats, so he made quick work of draining the first batch of Barry's milk. Soon, they both were resting side by side on the bed, just enjoying the heat and presence of each other. Even the big bull's belly was a bit bloated after that load.

Marcus: Ah... You taste like wild berries. Wonderful.

Barry: Heh. Guess that is on my name even. Glad you liked it.

Marcus: You know... I didn't wake up this morning expecting to have such a great day. Even to our standards.

Barry: Yet here we are, right? It wasn't just your milk that I let out this morning. There was something... A side of me I barely even knew existed... That I'm glad to have discovered. And that's thanks to you.

Marcus: Well... I too have something to admit. Even after living with so many nice bulls for long... No one made me feel as happy as you. I guess this is the start of something.

Barry: Indeed. Wanna have dinner with me? If there's room for more food of course.

Marcus: Heh. There's always a bit more room.

With that, they got up and went to clean themselves in the bathroom, before coming out well dressed for dinner with the other bulls.

And Barry was happier than he had ever been.