A wave of change washed over Sherry. She looked around curiously, but couldn’t figure out what had happened. As awareness had been turned off, she didn’t realize that her twin pregnancy had been transferred. She got to her feet, suddenly remembering that she was supposed to check on the pregnant male human.
Sherry went to the barn, where the male human Bill had rented was staying. His belly bulged out immensely, due to the two calves he was carrying. After Sherry had accidentally impregnated a feral human that wandered onto the farm, Bill realized she was perfect breeding stock, and rented a human for her to impregnate. At least one calf would be sold, but Bill was considering allowing Sherry to keep one of the calves. She produced the most milk while breastfeeding, and Megan, the calf born after Sherry mated with the feral human, was close to being weaned.
“Fred, how are you?” Sherry asked politely.
“All right,” Fred grunted. He got up and went outside, probably to eat some grass. After Fred left the barn, Bill entered, with a wild look in his eye.
“Master!” Sherry said cheerfully.
“Sherry, you clearly are excellent breeding stock,” Bill said without preamble. Sherry blushed at the compliment. “I need a child to carry on my bloodline, but I don’t have time to settle down with a nice heifer. You need to sire my child.”
“Oh, are you sure, sir?” Sherry asked, shocked.
“Yes. I am.” Bill quickly stripped off his pants, revealing an already wet pussy. “Now, service me, Sherry.”
“Yes, master,” Sherry said obediently. She removed Megan from her sling and set her on the ground, then approached Bill. As she’d never serviced her master in this manner before, she was uncertain of what to do. Luckily, Bill took charge. He pinned Sherry to the floor and then lowered himself on top of her enormous cock.
“Do your job, Sherry,” Bill scolded her. Sherry nodded. She grunted, bucking her hips as she shot load after load of human semen into Bill’s waiting uterus. After a while, Bill removed himself from Sherry. “Excellent work. We’ll see how it goes.” Bill left the barn. Sherry’s heart soared. She may have just sired her master’s child!
Megan began to fuss. Sherry quickly rushed over to her daughter and brought her up to a breast, allowing Megan to suckle fiercely. Some part of her thought it was weird, that males bore the children, while females fed them. Then again, it made sense, didn’t it? There was an even division of childcare that way. Fred wandered back into the barn.
“Can’t wait to give birth,” Fred said to Sherry. “I love being bred.”
“Oh, yes. I do as well,” Sherry said happily.