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Farmer Jeremiah was concerned, well the word concerned was too weak, he was desperate. Indeed the poor farmer had had a very bad year, the harvests had been worse than bad, a fiery sun and an increased drought had taken away almost all of his crops. The worst part of all this is that he had also lost some animals because of this infernal heat.

Jeremiah had therefore found himself at the beginning of autumn with significant debts without any means of settling them thanks to his harvests. The poor farmer was forced to sell all the animals he had left, which was barely enough to repay everything.

The farmer thus found himself at the beginning of October, without animals, without money and without plants. No way to get out of it as things stand. He had therefore decided to go to the bank to ask for a loan to buy plants for the following year, but the bank refused, claiming that the rustic farms were not profitable and were only money pits.

The farmer circling in his kitchen inwardly railing against the bank and the banker that a rustic farm was hopeless. He ends up sitting down at the kitchen table with a glass of scotch in hand and downing it in one go.

• Dirty banker. Jeremiah then shouted, throwing his glass against the wall, which made it explode into a thousand shards. A fucking rustic farmhouse, no way to make money! What do they want?! What am I selling?! Out of the question !!! Rather die than sell the farm of my ancestors!

After his mouthful, Jeremiah took the bottle of scotch and took a sip of it, completely angry and starting to let himself go with the alcohol.

• I can help you if you want. Released a young male voice.

Jeremiah then turned to see an unfamiliar young man standing under the kitchen door frame. He was startled and began to back up to his sideboard and pulled out a shotgun from the corner of it.

• Go away, Punk Room! I have no money. Jeremiah then shouted at the young man.

The young man then looked at him with a sympathetic smile, which confused Jeremiah who was watching him while the young man did not move. He then noticed that the young man was rather tall with broad shoulders, he wore dark blue jeans accompanied by a black short-sleeved t-shirt on which he had written "I am a god". Jeremiah laughed inwardly at this sentence, finding it funny that young people take themselves for deities, but something troubled Jeremiah anyway, the young man's eyes. Instead of just hazel eyes like everyone else, the stranger's were hazel but shone golden around the edges of the iris which made them appear unearthly.

• Now that you are calmer, I will repeat what I said, I can help you. Then spoke the young man calmly and benevolently.

• Start helping me? Are you going to give me a credit?! Jeremiah was starting to get angry and raised his voice more and more. Eh ! A questionable credit that will end up taking my house! Exit the vulture room.

-Calm down Mr Jeremiah, I was talking more about getting you beasts. Calmly answered the young man.

• Beasts ? Jeremiah replied then totally confused, he didn't know what was going on.

• Absolutely, enough to start a dairy that will save you a lot of money.

• Foolishness ! Jeremiah shouted again, pointing his cannon at the stranger again. No one would give animals away for free!

• It's true, it won't be free, but I never said I was going to give you beasts, I'm just going to help you get some… Answered the boy in a mysterious way. So why don't you put your gun down and we talk business? Continued the youngster, smiling oddly.

The farmer thought for a moment, why did he have to refuse the offer he presented to him, maybe it was the chance of his life to finally turn the wheel of fortune. Moreover, if it didn't suit him, he always had the possibility of making him leave and of not concluding a deal with this stranger.

Jeremiah then let himself be convinced and sat down on one of the chairs at the kitchen table, inviting the stranger to take a seat on the chair in front of him. Then he put his rifle on the table next to him, this to show the young man that he still didn't trust him.

• Thank you very much for the invitation. The young man replied politely, which made the farmer happy, politeness was not yet dead among young people. So back to our contract.

• Contract ? Then called out the farmer.

• Yes, that's right, a contract. And here is what I offer you.

The mysterious young man took out a black box resembling a jeweler's box. He opened it showing five rings open and quite large. The farmer then recognized the rings in question as nose rings that are put on the bull. Understanding the contents of the box, the man burst out laughing in front of the boy.

• Very funny as a joke, as you know I have no more animals, so now get out of my house the joke is over.

• I think there is a mistake, there are nose rings, but it's for your future animals. The boy replied then with his usual smile.

• Future beasts? And where will I find them?! Then shouted Jeremiah again annoyed.

• Everywhere ! The boy answered happily which infuriated the farmer a little more, and before he answered him, he continued to explain. These rings are special you see.

• Oh yes, what? growled the man not at all coaxed.

• Just put it in a person's nose and he will become a big and strong bull man.

• Bulls! How will a dairy work with males!

• You didn't listen well, I said that it would transform anyone into bull men, that is to say into being half man, half bull. And what is the most beautiful is that this produces milk!

• Ugh, more charlatan nonsense, I'd rather have a cow than a bull man, even if he produces milk.

• Really ? How much does a cow produce per day? Five or ten liters of milk, a bull man produces several tens of liters per day. In addition, the quality of their milk depends on their sexual satisfaction, as well as their quantity, so the more sexually fulfilled they are, the more good-tasting milk they will produce.

The farmer couldn't believe he heard such an argument, but if what the boy said were true, with only five milk-producing bulls, he would produce as much milk as if he had a hundred cows, moreover you have a high quality of taste. Of course if what he was saying was true, but for some unknown reason, he wanted to believe what the boy was saying in front of him, like some sort of presentiment.

• But if I accept, how am I going to give them a cow to reproduce? retorted the farmer.

• No need, the rings transform anyone who receives it: man or woman, into a gay bull man, this to prevent him from impregnating the first woman who comes and they are discovered.

• So I put it in the nose of a person, and this one becomes a bull man producing several tens of liters of high quality milk…. How much will this cost me?

• No money, here is the contract that I propose to you: I give you five nose rings thus allowing you to transform five people into gay bull man, who will produce you milk in very large quantities, which will allow you to make profits and thus you replenish. Once you have a very good financial situation, I will return to claim my due!

• A share of the profits earned by the sale of milk? Asked the farmer.

• No, my due will be one of your bulls!

• One of the bulls! But if you do that, I'll have less milk and less gain! Jeremiah then complained.

• But you will have enough money to restart your farm.

• Ok, but what will happen to my bull? the man asked curiously.

• He will become one of my sexual slaves… Speaking of which, I forgot to specify a point in relation to the people who will transform!

• Which ?

• All the people who will transform will become your slaves, so you will have five bull men with whom you can do whatever you want.

• If it works. Doubted Jeremiah then.

• Ok, so before finalizing the contract, we will turn a person into a gay bull, and if that works, our contract is valid, do you agree Mr Jeremiah?

The young man held out his hand to seal the deal, Jeremiah grabbed it without thinking knowing he had nothing to lose and everything to gain.

• Bargain !

The next moment Jeremiah and the boy found themselves in a room smelling the musk and shutting it down. There were clothes all over the floor in the room as well as several beer corpses. Jeremiah then heard a snore and turned to see a sleeping young man whom he recognized right away.

• It's my son and his room! How ?! he exclaimed in astonishment.

• I transported us here for the first transformation. Calmly answered the boy.

• But he's my son!

• Really ? I thought it was a leech stuck to you? Jeremiah was angry at the boy's words, but the boy kept talking. Your son is 25 years old, he left school 7 years ago. He's unemployed, spends his time playing video games all night and drinking the beer you buy. He is fed, housed, washed by you, without ever participating in the chores of the house and without helping you in the fields. It's time he got his hands dirty to maintain this house, and even I should say his hands in the milk. You choose…

The young man handed the box containing the five rings to Jeremiah, and this one thought of his son, of his behavior of the last months, refusing to help him to safeguard the farm, refusing to work to help pay for the food. Her boy was just sleeping, playing and jerking off, "it won't be a big life changer for him, the only new thing is that he will help me pay for the food".

Without further hesitation, the farmer took one of the rings from the box and planted it in his son's nose, who nodded as he felt the ring stick in his nose. The son then woke up to find his father was in his room with a slightly furious look on his face, which was new, but the weirdest part was a sudden urge to please him.

Then followed muscle aches throughout the body of the son who began to moan and twist in all directions, taking more and more size and weight making his bed creak. Jeremiah watched with wonder as his boy grew from a small 1m70 to over 2.5m, his clothes tore under the muscles which took more and more size and a forest of black hair began to cover him becoming more and more shaggy.

Steve, Jeremiah's son, didn't understand what was going on, but instead of panicking and feeling awful pain at his situation, a form of excitement rose in him and when his boxers exploded under the waist of his balls and his cock, he started jerking off grabbing his cock which had grown above 14cm and was getting bigger and bigger.

Steve was on the verge of ecstasy, but it was impossible for him to release his load, as if something was stuck, he wished it would go faster, which happened, his weight and size in front of too much, the The bed he was on caved in as he continued jerking off, his legs becoming huge with muscle, as well as his arms, his fingernails turning black with keratin like a horse's hooves. As he thought things were over, a huge pressure began to germinate in his head and he knew that once it was released, he could cum, so he pushed to release the pressure and when that -it yielded, he could enjoy a huge load of sperm that splashed the wall opposite his bed.

Jeremiah had seen his son's total transformation into a bull man as well as his huge load of cum coming out of his horns, but what interested this one the most were his son's meaty pecs and his dick nipples. where a thin stream of white liquid came out.

Seeing all the sight of his son Jeremiah turned around to face the young stranger that he had given him his rings but he was only met with emptiness.

*******

It was the third day after the transformation of Jeremiah's son into a bull man. Jeremiah had then taken the measurements of his new beast, 450kg of muscle for a height of 2.82m and a tail 35cm thicker than a bottle of soda. Steve's black fur and horns allowed Jeremiah to quickly recognize Steve's breed as a fighting bull like those in the Spanish bullring.

“My son has become a fucking breeding bull,” Jeremiah thought to himself. He then had Steven put in a box in the barn which was no longer empty and quickly brought back a portable teat and a tub. Steve quickly filled the 20L tub with fresh milk and Jeremiah tasting it found it to be the best milk he had ever had.

On the other hand, Jeremiah quickly noticed that the pump was not very suitable for the morphology of a Taurus man. After recovering 50l of milk from his son, he loaded the tanks in his pickup and sold all this milk for a hundred dollars thanks to the incredible taste of it.

Once back from his first sale, he scoured the internet for a special with a milk pump more suitable for his new bull with next day delivery.

The second day everything went well, Steve enjoyed a lot discovering his gay and hot muscular bull body, which gave good milk. But on the third day, he was tired of playing alone, which is felt in the taste of milk.

• Shit Steve, why is your milk so disgusting today! Jeremiah shouted then.

• I don't know why father, but I'm bored... Answered the bull.

• Are you bored?! Jeremiah was offended thinking of the losses he would have.

• Yeah, at first it was funny to be able to play with my new body and my new tail. But now the excitement is gone and I'm bored.

In view of his son's explanation, the farmer remembered the words of the stranger “the more they are sexually satisfied, the more and better their milk. ". He then understood that he needed a playmate for his bull, but how to find him?

As a sign of providence, a voice was heard:

• Mr. Jeremiah are you there? It's Mathew, we were supposed to meet with your son, but the house is locked.

Jeremiah then laughed at the situation, Mathew was Steve's best friend, his only friend even since the others had left to do something else with their lives. Mathew was like Steve, an unemployed man incapable of anything, except marginalized when he was already overweight or even morbidly obese. Considering Mathew's situation, his parents wouldn't ask any questions about his disappearance if he became one of the farmer's beasts, they might even thank him for getting rid of him.

• Mathew, I'm here and Steve too! Jeremiah then shouted with a mischievous smile and telling Steve to keep quiet. Come join us, we finish something and then you can go with Steve.

• OK !

Mathew, totally unaware of the situation he was getting himself into, walked forward oblivious to anything in the barn. He thought that his friend Steve had to help his father with his new dairy cows, he had tasted the farmer's milk and for nothing in the world he wanted to go back to the old milk he had.

He quickened his pace a little, hoping that he might be able to take a sip of fresh milk, which he thought would be even better than unfresh milk. But the more he advanced the more he found the situation bizarre, where were the famous cows? Confusedly, he eventually finds Mr. Jeremiah standing in front of a bull monster in human form. Not thinking twice, he shouted as he ran for the exit.

• Grab it ! Jeremiah ordered Steve then.

The bull caught up in a few seconds the fat boy who was pinned to the ground while continuing to scream.

• You're going to stop screaming like a pig! Jeremiah shouted then.

Hearing him say that then shocked Mathew, because Steve's father had never said anything mean to him about his weight, nor insulted him. He had of course noticed her irritation at the fact that they were partying, but nothing more.

• Looks like our pig has stopped screaming, Steve said! The farmer's tone was dry.

-Steve?!

• And yes, this fat slacker who became his big breeding bull, he had nothing better to do, right Steve.

• Yes father, I'm happy like that. Steve then replied with a happy voice which whitewashed his friend.

• It's not fucking possible, you're going to kill me, right?

• But no my little pig, you are finally going to accomplish something. Jeremiah smiled at her then.

• Started? Mathew was increasingly stressed about what was about to happen to him.

• I suppose you drank my milk? The boy nodded. Of course, how could a pig like you resist? And how did you find it?

• It was the best milk of my life… Jeremiah's questions made him feel uneasy.

• Did you hear that Steve? Then replied Jeremiah.

• I'm very happy that my milk has you more my friend.

• Your milk?!

• And yes my big pig, Steven is the one who produces it and from today you will help him!

After that, Jeremiah stuck a ring in Mathew's nose which caused him to feel immense pain in it, following which, Steve let go. The boy fell to the ground, wanting to run, but it was impossible for him, a kind of pain felt throughout his body.

Steve observed the transformation of his buddy, he was gaining more and more weight: muscle but also fat. The size was also growing but not that much, his orange hair started to spread all over his body gradually transforming into a fur.

Jeremiah seeing Matthew's orange fur growing and becoming long, he immediately recognized the species as a Highland bull. Steve seeing his friend getting closer and closer to his bull form, began to masturbate in front of him with excitement.

Mathew didn't understand what was going on but he needed to be bigger, fatter and hornier, and seeing Steve's cock he couldn't control his urge. He grabbed the head of the bovine cock in his mouth, bobbing back and forth up and down, sucking his friend's baton with gusto, it was delicious.

When Mathew's horns had finished growing, he didn't cum like Steve, but the black bull was able to grab them to use his friend's muzzle as a sex toy. Seeing his son take off the new guy's head and be bigger than him, Jeremiah felt a pride in him that his son was the dominant one, but he was envious, wanting to see what it would be like to have a cow sucking his eight inches of cock. This caused a slight erection, but the farmer quickly dismissed the idea saying he was "straight".

When Steve was in heaven, his new bull brother's rough tongue felt divine on his cock causing him to ride a huge load of his huge family jewels. For Mathew the incredible taste of his friend's cock made him want to taste his cum, so he put in more effort, playing with his tongue in a natural way to please the bigger bull.

After five minutes of beefy smashing, Steve unleashed a huge load into the mouth of the smaller bull, who greedily swallowed the load as if it were the most precious food. "Once a pig, always a pig" the farmer said to himself, he let the two animals recover from the breeding session before interrupting them.

• So my pig, aren't you happy to have become a breeding bull? Jeremiah asked ironically.

• Yes sir, I'm so happy, it was the best sex of my life!

• So get to work! The milk will not milk itself! You will be able to play together once you are hooked up to your milking machines.

Steve helped the other his buddy up which allowed them to quickly compare. Mathew was two heads shorter than Steve, so probably a good 2.2m tall, but he had a big belly and big pecs almost resembling a woman's breasts. The farmer estimated his weight at over 600kg and his tail at just over 20cm but as thick as Steve.

********

The farmer was able to tell Mathew's parents about his new job on his dairy farm, as well as the fact that he would be sleeping there. Mathew's parents reacted as Jeremiah had expected, thanking him for taking her with him and that they would be forever indebted to him.

On the other hand, Mathew's situation and especially the fact that the quality of the milk depended on their sexual satisfaction, made the farmer understand that he should have immediately looked for someone to become his new animal. For now the two bulls are playing together, so they shouldn't feel bored for a while, but the problem was big, like the milk pumps.

Indeed, watching the beginning of the antics of the two beasts, Jeremiah had noticed that the pumps did not hold well on the bulls in full action. So he had to find a new solution, like a new employee.

Once 50L of milk was pumped again and with greater taste quality than before, Jeremiah left to sell it at the store he was used to. The merchant, an old friend, kept asking what breed the cows came from and how he managed to have such quality! After his usual questioning and payment, he asked his friend a question.

• Hey George, do you know where I could recruit a farmhand? asked the farmer.

• You could ask one of the Estéban brothers, they are available right now, you could even have both for the price of one!

Jeremiah considered the possibility of having two bulls more than once, but he quickly dismissed it, he had to keep one ring just in case, and not use the fifth, which would prevent the stranger from coming for his from.

• I prefer someone new, who doesn't know anything about it. Jeremiah replied then.

• Why ? To not pay dearly? I'm sure the Estébans would give you a prize! The merchant answered happily.

• No it's not that, I want someone who would sleep there, he would be housed and fed which would greatly reduce the salary.

• It's complicated… I don't know anyone who could be suitable…. Wait, I have an idea. Do you remember little Nico?

• The kid who played baseball?

• Yeah, well, he's not a kid anymore, he messed up his right leg, so he lost his scholarship, and his parents kicked him out. He is therefore looking for a job and accommodation, you could take him for next to nothing.

• He is perfect ! The farmer exclaimed happily. Where is he ?

• From what I heard, he sleeps under the railway bridge, you should find him without any problem.

• Thank you George, I owe you one!

Jeremiah quickly left for the bridge having found a new person who would not miss.

*****

Finding Nico hadn't been that hard, the hardest part was getting him home, because he stank like hell because of the lack of cleanliness, the farmer had then driven his pickup with the windows wide open even though he there was a very cold wind.

Once at the farm, he led Nico directly to the shower and went to his son's room to get a change of clothes. When he entered the bathroom to put the clothes on, he could take a closer look at Nico, which he hadn't done because of the stench. The 19 year old boy had an athletic body, well muscled, six tablets, his nipples were pierced and his cock was rather big for a youngster.

Noticing that he was too focused on the boy's anatomy, Jeremiah quickly exited the bathroom, saying he was just curious and not gay, even though he had a soft half. Nico had noticed that the farmer had ogled him, and that didn't bother him, he couldn't refuse a job in which he would be housed, fed and laundered, even if his boss was perverse.

Once clean, happy to have taken his first shower in two months, he found the clothes left by the farmer, the shirt being too small, he had to leave it open, but he thought it was for the best, he could thus seduce the farmer and perhaps he would have a better salary.

After a hearty meal that the farmer had prepared for him, he invited him to his office to talk about his job. Jeremiah had noticed the open shirt and also that the boy was showing off on purpose, he thought it was nothing until the office. There the boy had clearly taken a subjective pose, which gave an idea of what he was doing.

• Let's talk seriously about the job offer. You have questions ?

• If I understood correctly, I would be housed, fed, laundered in exchange for my work, while receiving a reduced salary? Questioned then Nico dragging his hand on his body.

• Yes that's right, I need someone for the milk production, it's a job all the time as you can imagine since it concerns animals. Jeremiah answered him impassively at his advances. Of course our milk being special and so good, we have to keep our secrets, so you will have to keep everything you see secret.

• Of course sir, I would be an ideal employer, I would do whatever you wanted. Nico showed his body even more to accentuate the thing. How long did the labor last?

• A few months to start, then, for life if all goes well. Jeremiah was smiling at the situation, wondering if the boy was thinking of becoming his slut to be safe and it was making him hard.

• I am on it !

The boy got up with good to shake the hand of the man who grabbed him and pulled him in front of the desk, then afterwards, he felt a slight pain in his nose and recoiled then watching the farmer giggle evilly.

The room began to spin as Nico felt his muscles move under his chair, but not only that, his arms began to get bigger, his legs, especially the injured one, became stronger, harder.

Jeremiah watched the show with pleasure having undone his pants and jerking off his penis, he then noticed the boy's brown hair take on a coppery red hue as he grew bigger and bigger, but for the size, it didn't really come. . He was only gaining inch by inch as his clothes ripped off showing muscular pecs and ten nice muscular abs.

Nico didn't understand what was going on, he was getting bigger and bigger, full of muscle and craving for cock as he was naked and thick hair covered him more and more. A pressure was then felt at the level of the head, the pain made him catch the desk cracking the wood by his sheer strength while he felt his skull pierced by something.

The farmer enjoyed the show greatly, Nico's transformation ending, he was still small, probably 2m tall, but on the other hand, he was torn in muscle, his veins sticking out. Recognizing the red robe as well as the little horns, Jeremiah knew he had got his hands on a Devon bull, he had always wanted a magnet his color.

• What have you done to me! growled Nico, swinging the desk against the wall.

• Stop !

Nico stood still following the farmer's order, not understanding what was going on and watching Jeremiah smile while jerking off.

• So Bitch, you thought you had me trying to seduce me? The farmer spoke to him harshly.

• What have you done to me?

• Nothing special, you will help me produce milk, but as a breeding bull. Jeremiah sneered at the situation while Nico was confused that he wasn't mad about it. Now Bitch, you're gonna kneel in front of me!

Nico listened to the farmer's orders kneeling in front of him, he then began to take cock shots and instead of being disgusted, he was happy wanting to taste his master. Such a thought bothered him for a few seconds before it became normal for him.

• So Bitch, what do you want?

• Please… please master, I need to taste you!

• Bitch Attack!

Following which Nico took his master's cock in his mouth, finding the taste of it divine, even deep inside him, he thought that his place was between his master's legs. As for the farmer, he was in heaven, you can hear the Slut's tongue working like never before on his penis, of course all this was not gay, just a blowjob from a slut, nothing serious.

Then as he remembered how his son had screwed the pig, he grabbed the slut's little horns and started fucking his mouth.

• You really are a bitch to the core! Started insulting Jeremiah. Already you teased me as if your life depended on it, you're very small. Yeah even with being transformed into an ultra muscular bull, you remained very small, even pig is bigger than you. And let's not talk about your horns, I wouldn't even call them horns, they only do one thing! Catch them for you to be the perfect dildo.

Nico was very excited by his master's insults, enjoying being belittled by him, feeling like he was less than him.

After a few minutes of insulting and pounding, Jeremiah spat his load into his slut's face, however he was shocked not to see him cum, wondering if he was less gifted than his son.

• Why didn't you come? Then questioned the farmer.

• Because you are my master! The bitch replied innocently.

• Started? Jeremiah wondered then.

• I am your slut, as such, I have no right to enjoy without your mistress authorization.

The Bitch's response pleased the farmer immensely.

He then led Bitch to the two other bulls who were having sex, but they quickly stopped when they saw the farmer arriving with a new bull.

• Boys, I present to you Bitch, our new bull. I let you explain everything to him and equip him I go to bed. As he left, he quickly turned around to say one last thing. By the way Bitch, you can only cum once pig and Steve have filled your ass ten times. Ten times each and you'll only cum once! after which he left the beasts together.

******

Two months had passed since the arrival of Salope et Cochon. Thanks to them, the production of milk had increased tenfold, so much so that Jeremiah had been obliged to sell it in two other cities.

In addition, with his start of profit, he had a new special barn built, this one would contain six large boxes with integrated pumps and sterilized glass tanks and a cold room. The work on the new barn should be finished around March.

Speaking of milk pumps, the farmer found a solution for the milking machines to stay firmly attached to the bulls during their lovemaking, thanks to sturdy leather harnesses that hold the bells against the nipples. One thing the farmer found on a gay site, he had found the idea of creating such a thing absurd, but now he had about ten in reserve as he loved his harnesses.

In fact, he loved Slut's, which was candy pink, which made him even more slutty, as for their sexual relationship, it had become torrid. The farmer got his cock pumped at least five times a day, he had also gone down once Bitch, but he didn't want to do it anymore because he was too gay.

Everything went well, too well, so an unforeseen event had to occur, something that would endanger the farmer and his bulls. One afternoon when the farmer was leaving to deliver his milk, an inspector from the hygiene service came by, seeing the farmer absent, he then decided to enter the barn, thus forcing the lock.

It wasn't until he got home that the farmer noticed the damage, so he ran into the barn to see if his breeding bulls were okay, only to find them jerking off to a man in a suit and tie. The man seeing the farmer arrive, felt hope to get out of the situation.

• You freed me from his monsters! shouted the man in the suit.

• What a monster, I don't see any. replied the farmer.

• Damn get off me!!

• Steve, I don't want to hear him talk anymore! Jeremiah ordered.

• Yes Dad. The bull then silenced the man by sticking two of his fingers in his mouth and playing like it was a cock.

• So Bitch, can you tell me what happened here? The farmer asked gently, stroking him.

• This man forced the barn door and saw us. And as master said to capture and tie up any intruder, we did. Bitch was quite proud of her answer.

• It's good my darlings, you have done well. The farmer patted Slut's head like a rewarded dog. Well I'm going to ask Steve to remove his fingers, you're not going to shout and explain to me who you are, understood?

Jeremiah gestured to his son who released the poor man's throat, he took his time to catch his breath, not screaming like the farmer had asked.

• I'm Herman, health inspector. The man spoke breathlessly.

• Sanitary service?! Why was I not informed of your arrival? Got angry Jeremiah?

• In fact it is a surprise control…. replied the insecure man.

• Why a surprise check?

• In fact we received several anonymous letters informing us of the use of chemicals to manipulate the taste of milk.

The farmer cursed under his breath, turned to walk a bit, then walked back to the man.

• Me using chemicals? Never, everything is 100% natural. Give him a pig taste, your milk is the best.

The man didn't understand what the farmer meant until the red-haired monster put his mouth on his right nipple. He then felt something flow in his mouth and directly recognized the taste of milk. On the other hand, its taste was a hundred times better than any milk he had drunk.

• It's really good… Exit the lost man.

• You see, 100% natural.

• Wait, your milk comes from his things! The man had a slight gag reflex but he controlled himself.

• What is the problem ? It's good, it's natural, it's healthy! The farmer cursed.

• But it doesn't come from a cow, it's also these monsters who produce it!! The man then shouted.

• They are not monsters, but bull men. You will understand things once you become one.

Jeremiah then took a ring out of his pocket, saying to himself “I did well to keep one just in case! » Then he inserted it in the nose of the poor man who felt a violent pain in his nose, to the point that he cried out.

Quickly the transformation took place, she was even much faster than the others, quickly gaining muscle and weight. A brown fur then spread over its back, the side of its body and the beginning of the head, the rest of the fur taking on an off-white color. His horns then grew, long and strong.

The transformation had ended up ripping his suit and breaking the strings. The new bull looked almost physically like Pig, just a little my fat and a little more muscular.

During the transformation, Steve had started jerking off, barely keeping his desire to take his ass, as for Pig, he was waiting to taste the new guy's cock. On the other hand Bitch, he had undone his master's pants and sucked him off, knowing that the show exhilarated him.

Steve therefore quickly took the new bull by the ass, pushing his cock under his moans while Pig sucked the cock of the new one. Jeremiah was more fiery, wanting to fuck Bitch, he thrust his cock with all his might into her Bitch's ass while he moaned with happiness.

After everyone had enjoyed except Bitch, Steve then presented his slightly stiff cock to his father and looked at him, saying “want a taste? ". Jeremiah being tired of pretending not to be gay, plunged his head on his son's huge cock tasting it for the first time and frankly he liked it.

Following the fact that the master sucks Steve's club, the signal for a big orgy began. Bitch got sandwiched by Pig and newbie while son got pumped by his dad which for him was awesome.

At the edge just to be pumped by his father, Steve spat a big load that his father had trouble swallowing, yet he swallowed as much as he could finding his son very good.

• Damn, you're good son, why didn't we do it before?

• We were waiting for the right moment, dad.

• I want to fuck you son!

Steve quickly lay down on the ground and let his father, who thrust his cock into his ass. Unfortunately for him, his son was loose, not like Bitch who stayed tight no matter what. Having no pleasure and not giving it he stopped, Steve seeing his master starting to get depressed, grabbed his head and pushed it into his smelly balls.

• How does it smell father? Asked Steve towering.

• it smells like male…

• Yes the real male, the real virility.

Steve's commanding tone and smell was beginning to lift the father's spirit.

• You want to be a manly father?

• Oh yes ! The father replied, sniffing the son's balls more deeply.

• You want to be a real male? The father just nodded. I need a strong and virile father, why not become like us?

• But…

• I need a manly father, we need you as a big breeding bull. Why think, you want to be like us.

• Yes… answered the man.

• A big strong bull?

• Yes, great strong…

• Then you will be.

Without realizing it, Steve had taken the last ring from his father's pocket and put it on him. It was the slight pain that woke the farmer from his trance, understanding then what had happened, but it was too late.

The transformation was beginning, and Jeremiah instead of pushing it away, he accepted it, even waiting for it firmly. So while looking at his son, he began to imagine himself bigger than him, stronger, bigger, with the real cock of a breeder.

He imagined himself becoming the dominant male of the group, the alpha male! Yes the Daddy Bull that all these punks need, a dad to take their freedom, to be responsible for them, of course in exchange, what could be more normal than they suck him and give them their asses.

Steve watching his father grow, he stood up to compare, but he overtook him by more than a head, he was clearly over 3m tall, arms became even bigger than tree trunks and his legs became like mountains.

The pectorals were even bigger and more massive than the breasts, on the other hand his father's stomach was slightly swollen with belly, but the son was sure that it would be firm as steel. But as he watched his dad jerk off, he saw his cock, or rather his cannon grow bigger and bigger, way bigger than two soda bottles and at least two feet long.

The father had finished his transformation, he looked at himself noticing that he was the same species as his son but much bigger, which made him smile.

• So son, it's time to get on the floor and spread his buttocks so that your daddy bull can take care of you.

The father's voice was deep, virile and dominant as desired, his son quickly fell to the ground and spread his buttocks for him. The father thrust a quarter of his cannon into him and it had filled him like never before, the father then began to back and forth in his provoking squeals of delight which stopped the other bulls looking longingly at Steve's situation.

The pounding of the son lasted over an hour, an hour of crying and joy from Steve who had come countless times. As the father finally came to the end, he grabbed his son's horns forcing him into a kiss as he flooded his belly with dozens of liters of cum.

Once the father's orgasm was over, the son fell to the ground unconscious with a huge belly as if he were carrying a dozen babies. Leaving him there, the big male turned to the others.

• Who's next to be filled in by Daddy Bull? Jeremiah asked arrogantly.

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The two days following the transformations became a total blur for the five bulls, all they knew was that these were the best times of their lives.

On the other hand during the descent, the emergencies accumulated, it was necessary to find a way to explain the absence of the newcomer, without forgetting that now Jeremiah could no longer deliver the milk.

But everything was quickly solved thanks to Herman who was a little nerd, he solved the false denunciations and tweaked false analyzes which convinced the health inspection. As for the milk, he made sure that the suppliers came directly to collect them from the cold room.

Everything was going well, time passed and March arrived, the bulls were able to settle in their new, state-of-the-art barn. And they partied all night for it.

But they were partying a little too much, because while he was in the middle of an orgy session, a message appeared on the farmer's computer. This one announced to him that he had finished paying all his loans and that he had a beneficiary account of $35,000 and therefore that he was therefore in very good financial condition.

So when he started fucking Bitch for the fourth time in a row, a boy appeared out of nowhere next to them and coughed.

• I think it's time to pay my dues Mr Jeremiah! exclaimed the strange contract boy.

• Yes indeed, the due…. I had forgotten…

• What is he talking about master? asked Herman.

• I signed a contract with this young man, in exchange for the five nose rings, he would come back to take one of my slaves once my financial situation was good.

• Oh, none of that with me, $35,000 is more than a good situation, especially when you're not in debt. replied the boy.

• Go ahead, take one of my slaves, let's get it over with. Jeremiah replied dejectedly, wanting to keep them all.

• I'll take you. The boy then pointed his finger at Jeremiah.

• Started?

• And yes, the contract did not stipulate one of your slaves, but one of the transformed bulls!

At the boy's response, the farmer realized he had been tricked and fell to his knees.

• How dare you! Steve started to growl as he walked forward with the others.

• Kneel down! all the bulls were now on their knees.

• How ? Herman wondered.

• Very simple, your dear master has become my sexual slave, so you belong to me too.

• You ripped me off! Jeremiah then shouted.

• Anything ! I told you that I would take one of the transformed bulls! You just had to resist the temptation. But no human can resist, don't worry. Jeremiah started to come in in desperation but the boy stopped him. Don't worry, you will all come to my personal harem, you can sleep with whoever you want and there are even other very hot anthro. Lets' go.

The disappearance of Jeremiah, his son and his employees caused a wind of rumor and gossip. Some said that he had in fact got his hands on a new species of cow and that the government had arrested him and confiscated the cows. Others said he borrowed money from shady guys, others said the milk came from a top secret experiment.

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• No, why did you have to break a dough now storm! grumbled an old man against his Mechelen bank. You'll never heal well and I'm too old to train a new dog. What am I going to do for the herd?

• I think I can help you. Released the voice of a young man