Once Bill finished his breakfast, he got up from his desk.
“Come on, Sherry,” he said shortly. Sherry followed him downstairs and outside to the barn that humans such as herself resided in. However, there were no other humans in the barn. Sherry’s brain quickly supplied her with the information that Bill didn’t need more than one human right now, since he was single.
To Sherry’s surprise, once they were in the barn, Bill stripped his clothes off, revealing a huge cock. Sherry’s eyes were immediately drawn to it. She could feel herself getting wet at the sight. After a moment of confusion, she remembered that one of her duties as a human was to service her master sexually. Some humans were even allowed to carry their master’s children, though they had to come from excellent stock to be used for this purpose.
“I chose you as my human because of your pedigree,” Bill informed her. Sherry nodded. “I need to continue my bloodline, but I don’t have time to settle down with a nice heifer. As such, you will carry my child. And if that child is a girl, carry another. If the second is still a girl, you will continue to bear my children until you give me a son. Do you understand?”
“Yes, master,” Sherry said, trying to hide her excitement. She’d always wanted to be bred, and being bred with a cow was an honor most humans could only dream of.
“Good. Then get on your knees,” Bill instructed. Sherry did as she was told, swaying her tail in an alluring way. Promptly, Bill thrust his member into her roughly. Sherry mooed with pleasure, bucking her hips excitedly. Bill pushed into her harder. Then, he pulled out, only to thrust into her again. He did this a few times before he finally came, shooting a load of bull semen into her waiting uterus. “All right. If that didn’t work, we’ll do it again,” Bill said, pulling out of her. Sherry hadn’t had a chance to come, but she knew that her pleasure wasn’t a priority when being bred by a human.
“Clean yourself up and get back to work,” Bill said shortly, dressing himself. “I’m going to the office now.”
“Yes, master.” Bill exited the barn. Sherry looked down at her stomach and stroked it lovingly. Hopefully, the breeding session was successful, and she was pregnant with her master’s child.