By the time Bill’s heifer, Lilly, moved in, Sherry was visibly pregnant again. Despite being displeased at first by a feral human mounting Sherry, Bill became more open to it, as he remembered that some cows liked half-feral humans. At the first checkup by the vet, Sherry was confirmed to be pregnant with quintuplets. Since she was carrying multiple calves, she couldn’t continue her house tasks.
Luckily, Lilly brought her own human, a male named Jeff. Immediately after meeting Sherry, Jeff had claimed her as his own, mounting her in front of Bill, Lilly, and the calves. Sherry didn’t mind. She knew how male humans could be when they saw a female. That was why most cows who kept both male and female humans would castrate the male. Otherwise, they’d be knee-deep in human calves before long.
Finally, the day came. Sherry was eating grass outside when she felt the distinctive pain of labor. Unconcerned, she continued to eat. Once her contractions became too strong to ignore, she crouched into birthing position and pushed. The calves slide out of her, one after another. By the time she was done, Bill was home from work, and observing from a distance.
After pushing out the last calf, Sherry let out a sigh of relief and collapsed onto the ground. Bill walked over to inspect the human calves.
“Two males, three females. They all look like good stock.” Bill’s heifer, Lilly, joined him.
“Oh, what cute humans!” she cooed.
“They’re half-feral.”
“I’ve always dreamed of training a half-feral human. Bill, could I keep the smallest female?”
“Of course you can,” Bill said. Lilly picked up the girl.
“I’ll name her Dandelion.” Lilly looked over the other calves. “And the others?”
“I’ve already got a buyer lined up. I’ll call him to pick them up. Why don’t you go lock Jeff away for a bit? We can’t have him impregnating Sherry so soon after she gave birth to quintuplets.”
“That won’t be a problem,” Lilly said. “Jeff’s sterile. If he wasn’t, I would have castrated him ages ago.”
“Good.” Bill and Lilly walked away, leaving Sherry on the ground.
The buyer of the calves showed up within an hour and took them away. By then, Sherry had returned to the barn to recuperate. However, her attempt to relax was stymied by Jeff mounting her again. Sherry was glad that Jeff was sterile, but wished that he would have waited longer to breed with her. She mooed from both pleasure and pain as Jeff shot thick loads into her.
A few months later…