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The day off for the entire crew had come. Most were already taking advantage by staying in bed, sleeping in for much longer than usual. A certain bull among them was much too excited. Trying his best not to wake the other like the day before, he snuck past the other’s stables as quietly as he could. He treated himself to a bowl of leftover oatmeal when he was in the front area. While he ate, excitement continued to build within him. He was still feeling joy from Danny’s forgiveness. It happened at the perfect time too. This day off from work was exactly what he needed. He still wanted to make things up to Danny and could with one final act. Just as he finished, the others were waking up, looking well rested too.

“Owain?” Storm asked in surprise. The clydesdale had expected Owain to be the last one up.

“Morning,” Owain just chuckled and put the bowl into the sink. The others were just as surprised to see him up before anyone else. It wasn’t long before the ranch hands arrived, first Gordie then Danny and finally Sebastian, keeping close to the human. The bull had to admit that the sight would have made him jealous at one point. Now he could appreciate how cute it was. He didn’t know Sebastian very well, but it was still nice to see him opening up to someone.

“Hey, Danny!” he rose up and offered the human his spot. “I was just about to leave, so here.”

“Uh, thanks,” Danny said. Storm gave a shrug when looked at. Everyone could agree that Owain was acting unusual and some suspected he was up to one of his long overdue tricks. The bovine in question was leaving the Stables. Just before he was out the door, he noticed that someone was missing from the table.

He walked over to the milking barn and peered in to find Beau there, all alone and being milked like he usually did on every other day.

“Hey. Beau, you… Do you know that it’s our day off? You don’t have to be milked,” Owain suggested, approaching the other bovine.

“Well,” Beau said. His tone was chipper at first but he sighed. “I kinda do have to be milked. Not really a choice in it.”

“Oh…” Owain approached and grabbed another chair, sitting across from him. “I might be prying, but doesn’t that bother you?”

“I’m used to it,” Beau responded quickly, as if trying to convince himself of those words. “You know, coming from the facility and all. Things are…different now. There’s a lot of space in here and…I suppose it does get pretty dull.”

Beau then went quiet, clearly thinking for a bit. “I guess I was content before, but now I’ve got friends and a place I can call home. There’s still so much of the ranch I haven’t experienced. This takes up a lot of my time…”

“You think there’s anything that can be done about it?” Owain asked. The very question seemed absurd to Beau. He had been like this his whole life and never even considered that. Was there a way to reduce or even cease his milk production, even if only temporarily? He took pride in being special, even if it was classified as a rare mutation, a defect. The idea of being “cured” didn’t sit right with him, saying that he was wrong in a way. But was there more to life than just sitting around until he was drained, only to do it again the next day, and the day after that..?

“How about…” Owain stood and gave his friend a smile. “I’ll run it by ol’ Hudson. He always knows just the person to solve whatever problems we’ve got around here. You deserve to be out there with the rest of us, not cooped up in here all day.”

“T-thanks,” Beau replied. It was always a thought in the back of his mind but hearing it being spoken aloud lifted a heavy weight from him. And he was touched that someone was thinking about him like this. He was used to being in the background for the most part, satisfied with providing something that others liked. But now, the hybrid bovine was certain in his desire for more. Being still young, there was a lot he wanted to do.

Owain nodded and left the male cow to his devices, already intending to make good on his word. Day off or not, Hudson was always up early. The wolf was out on the porch, doing a bit of sweeping and humming to himself.

“Heh. Didn’t expect to see you up so early,” Hudson teased he then paused and tapped his foot to the wood flooring, seeing the expression on the bovine’s face. “Hmm, something on your mind?”

“Yeah, it’s about Beau.” Owain then explained how the cow was feeling. Hudson listened and seemed to understand. For as long as he had been there, Owain knew that his boss treated the staff as more than mere workers. He could honestly say they were like a family, with Hudson being their father figure. A number of them had been practically taken in by the canine. He was always looking out and willing to go out of his way to make sure they were all safe and happy.

“Hmm…I had wondered about him. For all the time he has been here I never heard him complain at all, despite spending most of his days being milked or resting afterwards." There was no doubt that Beau was a hard worker but he was a rare sight around the ranch, either in the barn or retiring to the Stables. That is what made Hudson start to worry, Beau seemed to be used to that and nothing more. The moment he was hired, the cow became a member of the family and it was time he was treated like one.

"I may know someone who can help. A specialist from out of town. He gave me his card once. I hope his number hasn't changed…" Just like that, Hudson decided that sweeping the porch could wait. He always kept business cards given to him just in case. In a small stack on one of the living room tables. After shuffling through a few he found the number and grabbed the phone to dial it.

After a lengthy talk, describing Beau's unique traits, the specialist agreed to come over and see Beau in person. That gave hope that he could indeed help.

"That's great! But we can't just leave Beau to keep sitting alone in the barn until then. Perhaps we can help make his time more...enjoyable till your acquaintance has made something to help him?”

Hudson looked at Owain with a raised eyebrow “And here I thought you were less perverted than TJ. Guess you haven't completely learned your lesson.”

“Oh screw you old man!” Owain shot back.

“Heh…you’d wish!”

***

Owain then went to tell Beau, who had just finished with the milking. "Don't wanna get your hopes up, but this specialist is apparently the real deal. He's supposedly already making a medicine that should do the trick and coming in person to make sure it works." It was something or another about individual differences that could exist in even documented mutations, but that was the most Owain understood about the subject.

Beau looked positively shocked by the announcement, Owain had no idea if it was because he had started to think his condition would burden him perpetually with no remedy to alleviate it or if Beau was surprised that they bothered to spend the effort to try and get him help. Honestly the bull wasn’t sure which of those he felt the least sad.

“You okay Beau?” Owain asked, a little worried about his fellow bovine’s reaction.

“Yes…I mean…I’m not sure how I feel right now,” Beau told Owain honestly, still trying to process all of this. He knew that Owain and the others were now his friends but he hadn’t expected them to go so above and beyond like this. After taking a moment to collect himself, a smile came to him. “Thank you, Owain. I really don’t know what to say.”

“It’s no problem.” Both bovines looked back to the barn’s entrance to find Hudson entering. “Around here, we take care of our own. And I owe you more than that for all the revenue you’ve been bringing in.” He stepped close and placed his paw on the cow’s shoulder. “You work hard but it's also good to take a break from it all and get a change of scenery. You deserve it and it’ll be good for you. We can readjust the schedules for both milking and shipping to town.”

“Oh wow… You’d really do all of that for me?” Beau gasped.

“Heh, and we thought we could do a bit more too. Sure, you get milked a lot, but have you actually done other things?” Owain asked, his tone being quite telling.

Beau’s eyes widened a bit and he blushed. Thinking back, he realized that it had been a long time since there was anything done to him besides being milked. The milking process was so usual for him that it was hardly a sexual thing to him anymore. It felt good but had lost a lot of that excitement; even being touched by an actual hand was enough to make him shudder and moan. “Longer than I remember…” he admitted.

A bit embarrassingly, the wolf and bull weren’t surprised. “I figured as much,” Owain said. Beau had acted quite shy when he had heard about any sexual escapades.

“Come on,” Owain said, reaching out his hand. “Let’s get you out of here for starters.” Beau had hardly got to see the ranch’s expanse despite how long he had already been there. Getting him out of the barn seemed like a good first step. Owain suggested a place and Hudson followed along, taking Beau out to the flower field just past the water tower.

Beau was enamored by the sight of the colorful flowers that surrounded him, so many that caught his eyes. For the others, it was nice to see him so enthralled but it was also sad: further highlighting just how shut in and repressed the cow truly was, never outwardly showing it.

“It's incredible!” the cow said. “Has this always been here?” He started to run through the field, even rolling through the flowers like an excited kid. Owain and Hudson let the newcomer have his fun. He deserved to truly experience the world beyond four walls, be it a milking facility or their own barn.

“It's about time you see more of the ranch. You’ve worked hard today so how about hitting the showers?” Hudson suggested, nudging Owain in the shoulder. “Could use one myself.”

“And you were accusing me...” Owain threw a bit of banter at the wolf who took it in a stride.

Beau stood up, showing how much pollen he collected from running and rolling around in the flowers. “I had no idea flowers could make such a mess.” The others chuckled and then led the curious bull to the showers. Of course Beau had used them before but more often than not he was cleaning himself alone, when everyone had already returned to the Stables. Owain was mentally kicking himself, unable to recall ever showering with Beau either. Just as he was determined to make things up to Danny, Owain felt it was time to make Beau feel like a true member of the team.

It was a bit unusual for Hudson to join them at the public showers, having one in his own home. Owain could remember a time when Hudson used to shower with them regularly, he was no less of a tease back then than he was now. The wolf got the water running and the trio were starting to undress. Not only was it exciting to see the others fully nude but it brought a sense of camaraderie to Beau as well.

Given what was about to happen, Beau was a bit embarrassed that he was already sporting a bit of an erection.

“A bit eager are we, Beau?” Hudson teased the cow a little. The wolf took the time to actually take a good look at what the hybrid was packing and was not disappointed: the feature catching Hudson’s attention were the cow’s balls but he was not lacking in the dick department either. Hudson could actually feel a bit of lustful boyish excitement when looking at the bigger anthro’s groin.

The momentary diversion of the wolf’s attention was all Owain needed. Getting behind Hudson, he proceeded to grab and grope the lupine’s crotch playfully.

“Owain!” Hudson yelped in surprise.

“You let your guard down while brazenly ogling my fellow bovine,” Owain sounded quite pleased with himself. “And you should really know better than to turn your back to me, especially when naked.”

Hudson huffed and rolled his eyes, but the sudden touching had roused his lustful side. Next to them, Beau grew more excited too, Watching the teasing play out. For his size, Hudson had quite the package. The cow let out a gasp when the entire red rocket was out fully. The sight of a knot was unique and enticing for him.

“Hey, Beau!” Owain called. “Help me out over here!” While speaking he gave the canine’s hardened shaft a squeeze and shake.

“Like you two can take me down!” Hudson barked, playing along.

“Come on, let’s show him what us bulls can do!”

Mustering some courage, Beau approached and shakily reached out a hand. Owain moved his own aside, letting the cow feel Hudson’s cock. It pulsed against his fingers, which were slowly sliding along to feel the unfamiliar shaft. He paused at the knot and gave that a small squeeze.

“Guess I still got it,” the wolf chuckled, seeing that Beau was gawking at the shaft in his hand, yet to say anything. Owain just rolled his eyes and began to tease Hudson from the other side, groping his backside. There was no denying that the older male had a charm that even he couldn’t resist. After giving a squeeze to his rump, one of his fingers slid along to tease the soft hole hidden under the tail. A sudden grunt came from Hudson then he smirked and chuckled. “You young ones are always so eager.”

Beau was going at his own pace, getting more and more comfortable. He found a pace to stroke along the length, forming a grin of his own as he heard the older male huff and groan.

“Hasn’t anyone ever told you; you mess with the bull, you get the horn,” Owain taunted. This ‘horn’ in question was his finger pressing inside, entering Hudson’s tailhole, sliding in slowly and carefully. Wagging his tail, Hudson sighed and pushed back against the fingering. That was already one thing, but on the other side, Beau had gotten even steadier with his stroking, running from tip to base, doing so with fingers that were now slick with precum.

Pinned between the two bovines, Hudson growled and moaned deeply. “Let’s see if you two can give me a run for my money…”

Owain pulled his finger free, being compelled by his fully erect to make the wolf eat those words. Beau seemed a bit confused on what to do. Luckily the wolf had a suggestion to make. It was unique, even something that Owain wouldn’t have come up with. They all agreed and got into position.

Beau decided to give it a chance, trusting his boss and fellow bovine. Owain was easing down to his knees, placing his hands on the wolf’s backside to spread his cheeks, exposing the soft hole in between. He licked his lips but waited for Hudson and Beau to get started first.

The wolf had taken an interest in Beau’s body, namely the hefty sack between his legs. He was already behind the spotted cow, wrapping his arms around. With precum already smeared across his shaft he asked if Beau was ready.

Beau confirmed that he was. The wolf pushed with his hips, sliding in between a pair of soft thighs. But the real kicker was running his cock along those weighty balls he had already become accustomed to. His motions were slow and careful, pushing forwards than drawing back, sliding along the plump, smooth furred orbs.

The sensation of Hudson’s erection pushing up so intimately against his ballsack was sending chills down Beau’s spine. The motions were steady and he was asked how it felt. After giving a small moan, Beau admitted that it felt incredible, being nothing like when being stroked or milked. Hudson gave a nod and Owain recognized the signal. He moved in, easing his face into the furry rump, pressing his lips to kiss the soft rim. Moving along with them, his tongue flicked along the opening, feeling it twitch against his touch.

“Ooh…” Beau moaned. Hudson had moved a bit faster but still dragged his cock along carefully. The rocking back and forth of his hips was smooth and seamless, showing his experience. More precum was smeared along the bull’s thighs and balls, warming them from the fluid. So used to only his cock being stimulated, the stroking of to balls sent so many new feelings through him all at once. Just the simple varied pace and the gentle sailing of the shaft was enough to make him squirm and moan.

“Heh…is that all you’ve got, boys? Looks like I’m more than a match for…” Before Hudson could finish his sentence Beau had in curiosity gently squeezed his thighs together. Doing so carefully applied some pressure to the wolf’s swinging cock, pressing his balls even closer against it. The sudden act gave a slightly tighter hold for Hudson to hump into. His shaft ground against the fat balls and the sensation forced a gasping moan from him. The feeling was much better than he anticipated and Beau didn’t seem shy to experiment and was picking things up as they went along.

The spotted bull was moaning as well, his untouched cock throbbing and leaking. Milk came from his tip and his first reaction was to find something to collect it with. But Hudson gave him a reassuring squeeze. “It’s alright. Just go ahead and let it out…” He nodded and just let his length throb in response to his balls and thighs being thrust against, now a bit faster.

Behind them, Owain was content to drift his tongue along the wolf’s silky hole, enjoying the light flavor and clenches that came in response. His other hand was teasing his own cock, not directly jerking it, but squeezing at his tip and base periodically. For the most part his tongue simply explored, moving back and forth, drifting along the flexing walls. But every so often he directly touched the canine’s prostate, smirking as he felt shudders and heard another moan sounding out above him. Of course, the trickster bull couldn’t help but tease Hudson, keeping the older male on his toes, between him and Beau, who was starting to experiment with his body. He pulled back and snickered.

“Ready to eat your words, old timer?” he challenged.

“It's gonna take a lot more than your weak licks to get me off,” Hudson countered. He must have struck a nerve with the bigger male, who pressed his mouth to the rim again, pausing a moment before licking with more intensity and speed, rimming like he really meant it. Now the wolf had to admit that Owain had some talent, dragging and twirling his tongue along his contracting walls.

It was like a chain reaction. More licks to the prostate milked more pre from Hudson’s cock, providing more lube that allowed him to grind his cock along the other bull’s thighs and warm sack with more ease. Beau had increased the pressure further, pushing his thighs together even closer. Warm and churning, the feeling made the knotted cock pulse harder, giving rise to pleasure that was further heightened by Owain’s deep rimming.

Beau was moaning louder, more milk oozing down his throbbing cock. Just letting the fluid spill from his tip was so exciting, something he had never done before on purpose. It was freeing. The pleasure was building. He didn’t need to worry about a machine or someone’s hand, for the first time the cow felt himself being pushed towards a hands-free climax. His panting was heard by the wolf behind him. Hudson reached further and slid his paw along the pulsing length. “It’s alright, Beau. Just let it happen.” He was getting close as well but was more concerned with making sure the hybrid cow was brought to release as well.

Beau nodded and just basked in the pleasure that was shared between the three of them, from the almost fast thrusts between his thighs, along his fat ballsack. Hudson was being juggled between that and Owain’s fat tongue that filled his hole even more, smearing warm spit along further. The brown bull was also getting close, mostly the sheer arousal that radiated from them all.

“Ah! H-here it comes!” Beau groaned, shuddering and crying out as he came, spilling loads of his milk. The pleasure was more intense than anything he felt in a long time and just shooting the fluid out of him added to how arousing it all was for him. The milk splattered down and was washed away by the water flowing down the shower drain. Still basking in the strong feelings of his climax, Hudson was holding him tight, growling and muttering to himself.

Beau could feel the shaft throbbing against his balls, them being smeared in warm wolf precum. With a few more strong but careful bucks, Hudson yipped and attempted to knot the thick thighs, pushing it in just as he shot thick ropes of his release. Moaning together, Hudson rode out his orgasm and Beau panted from the warm strings of seed that were marking his thighs and balls.

From behind, Owain was treated to powerful clenches down onto his tongue. Still licking despite that, he finally gave his own shaft a few strokes, being just enough to make to cum as well. They all remained close until Hudson found his voice.

“So… How was your first time?” Hudson teased, stroking his paw along the bull’s messy thigh.

“It was…incredible,” Beau said shakily. His body was still tingling from the lingering sensations. Owain had stood up and Hudson stepped back. He was able to face them. Still not knowing what to say, he gave them a hug. It was clear that this meant a lot to him and they were happy to help.

“There’s a lot more where that came from,” Hudson assured. He patted the spotted bull on the back. “Don’t be afraid to talk to us if something feels wrong. We’re a family here and help each other out. And I’m sure the others would be keen on “helping” you out too.”

Beau perked up at the sound of that and he looked over at the others who were all doing their own things at this point. Being out in the open, they of course saw the action that took place but didn’t intervene or make a spectacle out of it. But when he looked back, Storm gave him a wink and one of the goat twins waved at him. Now, he was a little more open to getting close to the others.

Word quickly spread around the ranch. It wasn’t as if they purposely ignored him but spending most of his time in the barn had the unfortunate effect of making Beau “forgettable” in a sense. Feeling terrible about this and coming to further understand Beau’s needs, the gang all apologized to Beau for not looking out for him and extended an invitation to fool around with them, TJ especially. This flattered the third bull and he in turn became more open to fooling around with those he could certainly call friends.

“Right back at it, I see,” Gordie teased. The bulldog could smell the faint hints of sex that weren’t completely washed away.

“Ah, you’re just jealous,” Owain defended. “If you wanna ride the bull you can just ask.” The bulldog huffed and walked away, clearly blushing a bit.

“Smooth,” Hudson said, shaking his head.

“Eh, I learned from the best,” the bull shot back. “He’ll come around, eventually.”

Hudson chuckled and patted his back, going back to his own way of spending a day off. Owain then realized what time it was. Seeing that Beau was in good hands with the others, he sought out Danny to extend his own personal invitation…