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Beau was the first one to wake up. His sleep had been very peaceful to a degree that he hadn’t felt in a long time. He was feeling incredibly refreshed. After rubbing his eyes, Beau looked around and saw that everyone else was still asleep. Surrounding him were friends, though sleeping deeply still, they were all nearby. The peace he felt was still lingering, keeping him in a good mood. It was morning now and the pills were taken the night before. Following the medication’s directions exactly, he just had to see if they actually took effect. That would be easy, right? It didn’t require anything complex. But it couldn’t be done here, not in the Stables.

The sudden rumbling of his stomach brought about another and more immediate issue. Beau sighed to himself, actually glad that there was a distraction. As quietly as he could, the hybrid bovine walked slowly through the backroom, making sure to not wake up anyone while passing by.

“Whew...” he sighed when finally reaching the front area of the Stables. Still doing his best to keep noise down to a minimum, Beau made himself something to eat and sat down at the table. Sure, it was a bit lonely but right now the bovine needed some time to think.

Why was he feeling like this? Even yesterday he was fooling around with the others without issue. Now with these pills and the possible change in his loins, he should be thrilled. A part of him was curious but there was something else he felt too. It was hard to even describe, just some strong feeling that compelled him to hesitate. Still pondering, Beau ate until he was full and departed from the Stables. Maybe a walk was what he needed instead?

“Hmm...” Beau murmured to himself. His walking brought him back to a familiar location, being the barn. Just like usual, he was all alone inside of the structure. That’s how it had been before. He knew that something was going on, having these thoughts that never occurred to him before.

Still walking, Beau was just now strolling around the barn, taking in the sights of its interior. It was rather spacious for just one cow. But having Danny or Gordie around made it feel less...empty. He took notice of the many items that were involved with the process; hoses and pumps of different sizes, empty jars, and the washtub in the corner, being empty and dry at the moment.

This was pretty much his first time taking notice of it all. The most he had to worry about being milked and then...awaiting to be milked the very next day. Sure, he had good friends and they involved him in their ventures, but it always came back to milking before now. Just how much of his life was spent just sitting around? Even before coming to the ranch, the facility he came from practically pampered him. He couldn’t recall if he was actually happy there, it was just a blur when trying to actually recall anything, just a cycle of the same thing over and over again...

“Oh man...” Beau groaned to himself, he suddenly raced out of the barn. For some reason his chest was pounding and a cold chill was racing up his spine. But he was just fine, right? To make sure, he returned to the Stables to get a drink of water.

“Hey, there he is!”

“Hey, Beau. Stepped out on us, huh?”

“Oh, I just...came to get a drink,” Beau responded, not even looking back at the others. He filled a cup and drank from it. The water did help some and he turned to acknowledge his friends. “I got up pretty early so I already ate.”

“That’s good to know,” Prince said, having a bowl of instant oatmeal in front of him.

“We figured that you just needed some privacy, y’know?” Ryan explained, having nothing more than coffee to start his day.

“Yeah, don’t worry about the rest of us. Just have some fun,” Riley put in.

“Y-yeah. Right,” Beau nodded. He looked away again and felt a bit strange. They were just trying to support him, giving him the space he needed to adjust and that was appreciated. A smile returned to his face and the others were put at ease. But the display wasn’t genuine.

Beau was back to walking once he was outside again, this time heading for the flower field. While doing this he really tried to recall the time spent in the facility. It was something he never talked about with anyone else, figuring that the others wouldn’t fully understand it.

His entire life had been spent in one place at a time. Just four walls, being surrounded by others like him but also not like him. There weren’t any of these wide open spaces or colorful flowers. Sighing to himself, the hybrid bovine stopped and just sat down, lying back and looking up at the clouds that slowly drifted by. There wasn’t anything like those there either.

Beau was certain that he was in a good place, a wonderful ranch that he could call a true home, being surrounded by those who cared about him. That was not something to be doubted. But there was this lingering feeling within him. Like some weird feeling that just wouldn’t leave. Again, it would be easy to blame the pills but as far as his body was concerned, the bovine didn’t feel any different really.

Taking a deep breath, he instead focused on the clouds that drifted by. It calmed him, putting focus into something else. There was no need to rush things, not when he had all day.

He had to admit it was nice just doing nothing during a time when he was usually busy. Even on their “days off” he had to put some time aside to be milked. That was just the way his body worked.

A gasp came and Beau suddenly sat up. He realized that the urge usually felt wasn’t present. It was a feeling he was so used to but now it was completely absent. Why did he just notice this only now? Usually if he were to be waiting around this long there would be some discomfort but there was nothing. Even peeking into his shorts, Beau looked down at his loins. They were looking and doing just fine.

“Huh...” he muttered to himself.

What to do now, then? The others probably assumed that he was off enjoying himself and exploring this new change brought about by the medicine. But the urge for that strangely wasn’t there. In fact the idea made him feel kinda off. So he instead thought about other things he could do. The day was still early and there were so many things that could be seen and done in the time it would have taken him to be milked.

Right now he was looking at the clouds, but what other things were there to do on the ranch? Further away from the field was the dock and lake. He could take an early swim. The summer heat was already setting in after all. Maybe even something simple like redecorating his stable, a task that had been put off for some time.

Aside from singular activities, there were also things that involved the others. He was a bovine after all. Maybe Owain and the others could use some help in the field or the twins had something heavy to haul onto the truck? They were all so nice to him and it was about time he paid them all back for that.

The weird feeling within him became replaced with a newfound sense of excitement and he got up and walked back to the ranch itself, being just in time for the start of the work day. The first stop was the barn. Rather being there to be milked, he was gonna help out a bit. That morning he noticed that things were getting pretty dusty in there. Watching Gordie and Danny cleaning up made him sure that he could do a good job.

He found a broom and began to sweep up any dust and debris he could find. It wasn’t hard at all but the challenge became apparent in just how much floor area there was to clean. But he wasn’t deterred, pressing on for the sake of easing his friend’s workloads. The more he swept, the better hang of it Beau got. The simple act of sweeping was oddly calming and it felt good to clear away the dust and trash that had collected, leaving much cleaner floors in his wake. Much earlier than expected, the task was done.

The dusting was now done on the counters and tables, using a cloth. It was another thing he saw the ranch hands doing while he was sitting. And he took note how careful they were when doing so. Adopting that same amount of gentleness and being extra aware of himself, Beau did his best to clean up the surface, leaving them shiny enough to reflect the light that filtered in from above.

“Wow. That felt pretty good,” Beau said to himself, looking around the clean barn. There may have been some spots he missed here and there but it would be much less work for someone else. Knowing that was enough to keep him satisfied. But the day was still young and there was more that could be done.

Just as he walked out of the barn, he came across Gordie. The bulldog was surprised to see the bovine stepping out.

“Uh, Beau. You know it’s your day off, right?” the canine asked.

“Yeah, I know,” Beau nodded.

Nodding and passing by Gordie stepped inside but quickly froze in his tracks, seeing that the place was pretty much cleaned up. The floors, counters, and tables were all clear of the dust that had been building up. Most if not all the work that meant to be done had already been taken care of.

“B-Beau. Did you do this?” Gordie asked, peaking out of the barn. But he was already gone, leaving the canine more confused than anything else.

Beau was already heading off, looking for something else he could do. Cleaning up the barn left him feeling better than expected. The next thing that caught his eye were Riley and Ryan. Just as he expected they would be loading up the products that were to be delivered to town.

“Hey, guys!” Beau called, walking up to them. “Do you need some help?”

“Beau?” Riley asked. Ryan had placed another crate into the back and joined his brother’s side, looking rather surprised. “Didn’t expect you to be out here.”

“Yeah, but I figured that there’s a whole lot of things that I could be doing,” Beau smiled and shrugged. That made sense to him, better to actually help out rather than just sitting around some more. Feeling rather energized and determined, it just made sense to keep that good feeling going.

“So, how about I help you guys out with the lifting?” the bovine asked, seeing that there were more crates that needed to be loaded up.

“Alright.”

“Sure.”

Both twins agreed. There were quite a few things to get to town this morning. The most immediate dilemma was getting it all in the back but keeping on track with the schedules. With Owain and Marlo already in the fields, Beau’s presence was just what they needed. They directed the male cow on what to do and the heavier crates were carefully lifted and placed in the back.

“Whoa! Nice, Beau!” Riley praised.

“Yeah, we’ll get all the stuff out in no time now,” Ryan added, pushing the lifted crates in an orderly fashion.

Beau was feeling pretty good. Though lifting wasn’t something he was versed in, the crates weren’t overly heavy. With some effort here and there, he was making good progress with the twins and they were looking rather happy about it. This went on until the last one was on the truck and the back hatch was shut.

“And done!” Ryan said while beaming.

“You’re my hero, Beau.” Riley said, giving a sigh of relief right after.

“Glad you took some time off from your private fun to help us out.”

“Oh, I don’t have time for that. Not when there’s more things to do around here,” Beau answered, waving the very idea off with his hand. He was already walking off to see what else he could do, leaving the goat twins behind.

“What?” Ryan asked.

“He hasn’t-” his watch beeped and he tapped his brother on the shoulder. “Crap! We need to get going!” The both of them rushed into the truck and were soon driving off for town but the pair were now a bit concerned about Beau.

Wandering further, Beau eventually traversed into the fields. It was the farthest place from the barn and this was his first time actually seeing it. Though simple sights, the plants growing in the dark soil deeply intrigued him. To think that all of these things started out as small seeds and were now developing into full fledged fruits and vegetables.

He had gotten down on his hands and knees to look at the strawberries that were growing from its bush. Still being a bit small and green in color opposed to the usual red. But knowing that they would change soon made him oddly excited.

“Hey! Beau! What are you doing here?” It was Owain who caught sight of the other bovine nosing around in the bushes.

“Oh, sorry! I just got pretty curious...” Beau chuckled, getting up and dusting himself off.

“I’d be careful if I were you, we sprayed the bushes down with pesticides,” the other bovine advised. “And what the heck are you doing out here?”

“Oh you know, just looking for something to do,” the cow responded, doing his best to sound rather casual.

“But shouldn’t you be...Off...getting to know yourself?” Owain asked, now wearing an expression of confusion.

“Well, I figured my time was better spent actually doing something. You guys need any help around here?”

“Uh, just hold on a moment.” Excusing himself and telling Beau to wait there, Owain returned to where Storm and Marlo were. The pair were musing over some crops that weren’t growing as strong as the others.

“Maybe it's the soil?” Storm pondered aloud.

“Then the rest would be in the same condition,” Marlo pointed out.

“Right, right. I’ll ask Prince to take a look at them. Should we at least water them, maybe we missed this spot last time?”

Their conversation was interrupted when Owain approached, looking concerned.

“What’s up?” Storm asked.

“It’s Beau. He’s out here in the field, talking about wanting to help. I asked him why he wasn’t...exploring himself but he called it just ‘sitting around’ or something like that,” the short haired bull explained.

“That’s odd...” Storm admitted. “If I were in his position, I’d be all over myself.”

“I’ll talk to him,” Marlo said, his voice being different than before. “Owain, can you cover for me?”

“Yeah, sure.”

Marlo nodded and walked away. Neither Owain nor Storm knew what to make of the situation but they put dome faith in the ranch’s biggest member.

Beau was waiting like he was asked to and wasn't met with the bull he was expecting.

“Beau,” Marlo started. “I think we need to talk.”

[center]***[/center]

Danny was in the barn organizing some things when Beau and Marlo came in.

“Oh, hey guys. Uh, is something wrong?” Danny asked, feeling there was something off about the bovines.

“There’s just something I need to discuss with Beau. I think I know what's going on,” Marlo said simply. He guided his friend over to some chairs and they sat in front of each other. Danny continued tidying up but was very curious about the whole matter.

“Beau. You took your medicine last night, right?”

“Yeah, I did.”

“And does it work?” Marlo asked.

“Well... I...” the cow gulped and tried to come up with an excuse. “Uh, I noticed the pressure from a lot of milk wasn’t there when I woke up.”

“And what else?”

“Well, I just figured that means it works right?”

“So you didn’t test the results any further? You haven't masturbated yet?” Marlo asked, keeping his voice smooth and calm.

“N-no... I haven’t,” Beau admitted, feeling himself blushing a bit.

“I see. Without needing to be milked, there’s a lot of time on your hands.”

“Yes. Exactly. I never even realized how long it takes to get it all out. How long I...”

“Yes?” Marlo encouraged. But Beau said nothing more, looking down while a frown spread over his muzzle.

“You know. I see a lot of myself in you,” Marlo said. “We’re both bovines. We like to help those around us. And...we both come from facilities.”

“What?! Y-you?” Beau gasped.

“Yes. From the moment I was born and up to my 18th birthday I spent my life in a facility. It was a place meant for breeding strong bulls. They taught and raised us to be strong and just that. When I was released and on my own I had no idea where I would go. What I would do. None of the other bulls there were my friends and I never got to know my parents. Eventually I found my way here. Hudson took me in and I’ve been here ever since.”

“Oh... So you know what it's like?” Beau sighed. “It wasn’t a bad place! But I never even thought about how... Everyday was the same as the last. And for so long I was just...okay with that. Even when I came here!”

Just like humans, when anthros fell on hard times there were things that could be done to help put them on a path. Though the power of many anthro species was much more than the average man. That led to places being established to enrich their natural talents.

Here in the countryside, there were a few facilities. Beau had come from one that specialized in milking. Unlike most, when becoming an adult he wasn’t sent off to establish a life of his own. His ability to produce milk was something that could be used in-house along with the female cows that had signed contracts and consented to their own milking careers.

Anthros and humans worked together to provide each other with needs. A good number of facilities were either run or at least funded by humans. The place Marlo came from was known for producing strong bulls. To their credit they did a good job in rearing up young steers and putting them on a path to becoming big and strong adults. But looking back Marlo could say that they often neglected other parts of one’s upbringing. It was more often than not up to them to look after each other.

Many of them didn’t know their parents, their mothers often being in milking facilities and their dads already sent off to work for someone far off. It was something they tried not to think too much about. Instead they all looked forward to their lives when becoming adults, finally getting out and making something or themselves.

Though he was certainly getting strong from the regimes and meals provided to him, Marlo found he was more interested in looking after others. Sometimes things got a bit too intense and there was a fight or someone just needed some comforting. A younger Marlo had taken it upon himself to fulfill that role off the simple logic that someone around here had to play the role. It was something that he carried with when finally leaving. Being one of the unlucky ones that weren’t chosen ahead of time by some company looking for a bull, he had been left to wander until he came across a ranch looking for some new hires...

“Their way of doing things can be very...limiting,” Marlo agreed. “Though I don’t know how you exactly feel, Beau, I can say that you’re not just sitting around or doing nothing.”

The cow looked up at the other bovine.

“You provide something that a lot of people like. And you’re proud of what you can make, right?” Marlo asked. “Sometimes the quiet work is the most important. An old friend taught me that.”

“Y-yeah...” Beau nodded and sniffled. He hadn’t realized at first but he was already crying. “I just... I’ve spent so long in just one place. I’m...scared that’s all my life is gonna be.”

Marlo reached in to hug him, holding onto the slightly smaller bovine. “It doesn’t have to be. Take my word for it. It’s not easy to unlearn it, but just take it slow and you’ll be glad you did.”

“We all care about you, Beau. You’re already a part of the family. That’s why Hudson got you one of the best specialists around and why Owain was concerned enough to talk to Hudson about it in the first place. Just remember that you’re not alone anymore and things don’t have to be the way they used to be.”

“Wow...” Beau chuckled, wiping his eyes. “That’s the most I’ve heard you say, Marlo.”

The long haired bull chuckled and reached underneath his bangs, pulling them up to wipe his eyes. Beau got to see them and gasped. But he said nothing about them, feeling that it should be left a secret.

“Feeling better now?” Marlo asked, his usual tone returning.

“Much better. Thanks, Marlo...” Beau said. That weird feeling now made sense to him. It was a mix of fear and confusion. Whether it was being milked or spending the day jerking off, he was afraid of just sitting around somewhere, letting life pass him by. But there was a great deal of pride knowing that he could do something others could, he wouldn’t trade that for anything.

“If it helps, we can keep spicing up your milking times,” Danny said, reminding the others that had been nearby. “Just like yesterday. And if you keep making bigger loads, you’ll be out of the barn faster.”

“Y-you’re right. That could totally work! Thanks Danny! Oh, I just... You guys really are the best. And... I hope you don’t if I still help around the farm,” he said sheepishly.

“As long as you promise to be careful,” Marlo offered.

“Deal!” Beau readily agreed.

[center]***[/center]

There was still plenty of daylight left and Beau finally felt sure enough to do some experimenting with himself. The others still had work to do and the moment of privacy turned out to be exactly what he needed.

"Alright… Okay…" he gave himself quiet words of encouragement. Rather than the Stables or even the barn. The location of choice was the flower fields. With the warm sun and the cool breeze blowing as well, Beau was in a state of total comfort and was ready to finally experiment with himself.

His shorts were already off and his cock was already in a semi-hard state. Of course he had fondled himself before but it was usually some light touching to get himself fully erect. Going a bit further than that, Beau rubbed himself to a hard state but kept his hand placed upon his cock. Starting off slow, he was still stroking. A light sound came from him in reaction to the feeling. That was something else new he noticed. Being milked day in and day out had certainly affected his level of sensitivity. But as he simply teased the tip, Beau noticed that the sensation was definitely stronger. It felt good, sending shivers through his body, even more than the usual stroking over the milking pump.

“Ooah…” Beau moaned to himself, trailing his hand down the now twitching inches. The shaft was firm in his grip, responding to the soft touches that were put upon it. Going from the tip and down to the base, he just took it all in. It was practically the first time he just stopped and admired himself. He wasn’t aware of it, but his length was something to be rather proud of: a full 18 inches, being just 2 more than Owain’s size. He just saw it as a part of himself; his own cock that pulsed softly from his soft touching. Small moans came freely and shivers continued to run through him, enjoying the tingles that were growing in intensity.

Just leaning back and taking notice of how it felt, Beau focused on those tingles. Now he was certain that there was something different. Maybe it was indeed an effect of the pills, the increase of his sensitivity. It felt good, really good. For a while now, the bovine figured that being stroked by the lubed soft silicone walls was the height of pleasure, being the sensation most familiar with.

Though not as slick or wet, there was certainly something about being able to control the pace of the pleasure. From slowly tracing up and down to giving a quick jerk and squeeze at his base. He was in full control of his actions, deciding what would be done next. It was all experimental, stimulating a certain area in a certain way and reacting to the feeling that came from it.

His moans were getting stronger as he finally set a pace, keeping a grip on his shaft. From the tip and down to the base before running back up again. Going steady enough to relish every feeling, Beau watched his hand sail up and down his 18 inches, also seeing the many pulses and throbs that came from the motions. A deeper grunt came from giving some ample teasing to his medial ring. From what he could see, Owain and Storm had one as well. But was it always this tender? Just rubbing his fingers over it and giving a firm squeeze was enough to bring a whole other level of pleasure.

Steadying himself, Beau noticed that something was coming from his twitching cocktip. He had been at this for a while and it made sense that he would be leaking some milk by now. But at his tip wasn’t the substance he was expecting. The fluid that was coming out was clear and touching a finger tip to it revealed that it was rather sticky. With a gasp Beau realized that he was producing precum. As a form of confirmation, he brought the finger up to his lips and licked the substance up. It had a similar taste and texture to the precum that came from the other guys, having some subtle hints that likely came from him and him alone.

At first, the hybrid bovine was absolutely stunned. After processing this revelation, he went on to continue his stroking. Every inch was touched in the form of steady jerking, now being a faster pace that worked to produce more. The first instinct that came was to collect the fluid but Beau recognized his reflex and stopped himself. It was the same as that time with Owain and Hudson. Taking a deep breath, he allowed the precum to dribble down his length. It was warm and rather thick, eventually trailing down to smear against his gliding fingers. He was making a lot of it too, more of the clear substance flowing out in tandem with the pleasure that was steadily rising.

His balls were rather heavy, likely and eager to drain the excess. He went along with it and was given another surprise in the form of the precum being smeared along by his hand. It was easier now thanks to the warm fluid lubing up his fingers and palm. Now the moans that came from Beau were getting heavier, quickly getting lost in the pleasure of jerking off with his now slathered hand, taking note of the heat that was being rubbed in from tip to base.

“Oh man…” Beau moaned, tilting his head back. He was getting close, feeling the build up and the stronger pulses that came from his cock. Falling back into the soft grass, Beau spread his legs and huffed through his nose as he just rode it all out. His free hand did some more exploring, reaching further beyond until stopping on his plump balls, feeling them churn with a heavy amount of seed. It was rather exciting to realize that something different would be coming out of him.

“Alright. C-come on!” Beau encouraged himself, pumping with full force and speed as he fondled his sack at the same time, crying out from the rush of pleasure this brought him. Just a bit more was all it took for a bellow to sound out into the countryside. Shaking and panting hard, Beau watched just as he saw thick ropes of his load spilling out. It shot from his flared tip in high arcs, splattering down on the grass and onto his soft belly.

“W-whoa…” he huffed, shivering from the feelings that lingered within him. It was so overwhelming but in a good way. Even while his body was in a messy state, the spotted bovine just sighed and looked up at the clouds that continued to gently float by. A serene state of bliss washed over him. Still throbbing at attention was his cock and Beau had already made up his mind to give it all another go. But for now he would just take this chance to relax and catch his breath, still having the rest of this day and the day after ahead of him…