Sherry walked over to the barn, bringing Megan with her. As she neared the barn, she spotted another human. Her jaw dropped. Feral humans were rare. Her eyes were drawn to his large cock, even larger than her master’s. Sherry shook her head. She shouldn’t be thinking things that were so rude about her master. Her master is the only one she can service.
Sherry entered the barn, and once she did, she felt her water break. She gently set Megan down and waited to give birth. Bill wouldn’t be home for a few more hours. Hopefully by then, she would have two cow children to present to her master.
To her disappointment, the children were a human son and cow daughter. Sherry let out a moo of sadness. Then, another moo, but this one of shock, as she felt herself being mounted from behind. She turned her head to see the feral human she’d spotted earlier. The feral human grinned viciously at Sherry and shoved his enormous member deep within her.
“What are you-” Sherry managed. Then, she came, her eyes rolling back in pleasure. The feral human came as well, shooting a thick load deep in Sherry. “Ooh,” Sherry moaned.
“Hey! Hey!” Bill’s voice shouted. The feral human immediately dismounted Sherry and scampered away, out of the barn. Bill walked over. “Sherry, what happened?”
“Master, I’m so sorry,” Sherry sobbed. “I gave birth, and before I could do anything, a feral human bred with me.” She looked up at Bill, tears in her eyes. “Master, I would never dream of breeding with anyone other than you. It happened against my will, I swear.”
“I believe you,” Bill said softly. Sherry’s heart soared. Her master was so kind and generous. “You’ve always been loyal to me.” He sighed. “But unfortunately, with how fertile you are, you’re probably pregnant again. So you won’t be able to bear a child for me.” He raised an eyebrow. “When you gave birth, what did you have?”
“A cow daughter and human son,” Sherry replied. Bill sighed again. “I’m sorry, master.”
“Luckily for you, I hit it off with a heifer I met on the bus today,” Bill informed her. “We’re already discussing moving in together.” Sherry nodded. Cows chose a mate quickly. “She’ll be the one to bear my future offspring.”
“I understand,” Sherry said softly.
“Any calves resulting from the feral human breeding with you will be sold,” Bill said. Sherry nodded again.
“And if I’m not pregnant?”
“I’ll rent a human from good stock to breed with you. The heifer I met has a house human much better at his job than you are at it, so you’ll be moving to breeding and childcare from now on.”
“Wow, thank you!” Sherry gushed. Breeders were the most well-treated of humans. “You’re so generous!”
“I’m even more generous than that,” Bill said proudly. “You may keep your son and daughter.” Sherry’s jaw dropped open. “Once they have aged enough, they will begin to assist with the housework. But even after they are trained, they may stay by your side.” Sherry bowed her head.
“Thank you, master. Is there anything I may do for you, to congratulate you?” she asked. Bill stripped off his pants.
“Turn around,” he instructed. Sherry did as she was told. She mooed with pleasure as Bill thrust deep inside her, shooting load after load of bull semen into her uterus. Part of her wished the feral human was the one breeding with her. Just thinking about the size of the feral human’s member turned her on. Bill grunted, shot one last load, and pulled out.
“Thank you, master, for allowing me to service you one last time before you settle with your heifer,” Sherry said. Bill put his pants back on.
“You are quite welcome, Sherry. Now, tend to the children and prepare my dinner.”
“Yes, master.”