While nursing Megan, Sherry’s water broke. She let out a low moo of pain. Not willing to disturb Megan’s nursing, Sherry got on all fours to give birth again right where she was.
“Mommy, what is the human doing?” asked one of the child cows that had laughed at Sherry.
“She’s giving birth,” the mother cow replied. “Let’s watch. It’s important for young calves like yourselves to understand how humans are born.”
And so, with an audience, Sherry gave birth to her twins. The first child, a cow daughter, came out quickly and easily. Sherry’s heart filled with hope. If one twin was a cow, surely the other one was, too. And hopefully a son!
The second twin, however, took much longer to be born. By the time he came out, Bill had returned from work and was observing the birth. Bill let out a huff of frustration at the sight of a human son.
“You can’t do anything right, can you, Sherry?” he snapped. Sherry got to her feet, her head bowed submissively. “Back to the barn with you.” Sherry scooped up Megan and her new children and followed Bill to the barn. After the children were placed to the side, Sherry got down on all fours, presenting herself to Bill yet again. In his anger, Bill didn’t remove his top, only his bottoms.
“I’m ready to bear your son,” Sherry said.
“Not yet. Service me orally,” Bill commanded. Sherry turned around and was face-to-face with Bill’s cock. Like she used to, when her sexual services were not for procreation, she sucked on his dick, allowing him to shove himself as deeply as he liked, and swallowing the cum. “Good,” Bill said after a few minutes. “Now you can turn around.”
Sherry let out a moo of both pleasure and pain as Bill pounded her. Her hips, widened by becoming pregnant twice in a row without a chance to lose the weight, bucked in excitement. Bill shortly shot a thick load of semen within her. He pulled out, then thrust in again. Five more times, he came within Sherry, before he was satisfied.
“Clean yourself up. Bring my daughter inside,” Bill said, pulling out of Sherry.
“What about my children, master?” Sherry asked politely.
“Hmph.” Bill looked over at the human calves. “Bring them as well. But I expect you to wean your first by next week, so that you can properly nurse my daughter and your son.”
“That is most generous of you to offer me a week,” Sherry said in relief.
“I know.” Bill left the barn, leaving Sherry to tend to the children alone.
A few months later, Sherry had yet another visit from the vet, who informed Bill she was pregnant with quintuplets. Bill’s jaw dropped.
“How is that possible?” Bill asked the vet. The vet shrugged.
“I don’t know, Bill. Having more than two calves at once is almost unheard of for a human. Sherry is good stock. I’d highly recommend changing her job from general servant to breeder.” Bill looked at Sherry, who was nursing Lyle and Tessa, her son and Bill’s daughter respectively. As per tradition, the cow children were Bill’s, while the human were Sherry’s.
“You might be right about that,” Bill said. “It might be time to purchase a few more humans. It would be expensive, but I can sell Megan and Lyle if I need to.”
“I know someone who’d be happy to take both human calves off your hands,” the vet said. Bill nodded thoughtfully.
“Give me their number.” The vet wrote the number down on a piece of paper, gave it to Bill, and left. Bill walked over to Sherry. “This is your last chance to produce me a cow son. If you don’t, I’ll be selling your daughter and son. Understand?” Sherry nodded fearfully. “Good.” Bill sighed. “I’m a good master, though, I’d give them to a good family.”
“I know, master.”
“And because I’m such a good master,” Bill continued, “I’m going to be renting a human to take over your duties until you give birth.”
“Master, thank you so much!” Sherry gushed. Bill nodded silently and left the barn.
A few more months passed, during which Sherry became so large that she struggled to go outside to relieve herself. Luckily, the hired human assisted Sherry with that, as well as taking on care of the children.
Finally, the day came yet again. The rented human told Bill that Sherry was giving birth in the barn. Both Bill and the rented human watched Sherry give birth. To Bill’s pleasure, the very first child was a cow son. As was the second. And the third. And the fourth. The fifth child was a cow daughter.
“Excellent work, Sherry,” Bill said as the rented human tended to his new calves. “You’ve borne me four cow sons and two cow daughters.” He watched his children suckle eagerly at the rented human’s breasts. The rented human came from poor breeding stock, but produced an enormous amount of milk and was perfectly suited for childcare as a result.
Bill decided then and there that he would purchase the human for good. The human would take over Sherry’s tasks, and Sherry would be used as a breeder. Breeders were held in high regard and treated much better than other humans, which Sherry definitely deserved, after bearing four sons for Bill at once.
The only question was how he planned to breed Sherry.