Jenkins was pregnant. But she was still insanely horny. It didn’t help that her stall was located in an employees only area of the barnyard exhibit. She could smell all the bulls just out of sight of her. Not to mention, as her pregnancy progressed, she found herself nervous at the idea of being a single parent. She knew exactly what she needed. She needed a mate.
One day, the person who took care of Jenkins, Heather, stepped into Jenkins’ stall.
“How are you today, Jenkins?” Heather asked cheerfully. “Are you willing to cooperate with us yet?” Though Jenkins was already four months along in her pregnancy, she had not agreed to any studying, and as such, the researchers had to manhandle her to get data. It was something the researchers and Jenkins were getting sick of.
“Yes,” Jenkins said. Heather’s eyes widened.
“Really?” she asked.
“I will allow you to study me and my calf, but on one condition.”
“What?”
“I need a mate,” Jenkins said firmly. Heather pursed her lips. “Every day, I smell the bulls in the barn and lose my mind with how much I need their dicks in me. And I’ve seen the results of the sonograms. I know I’m pregnant with triplets, and the calves will all be partially human like me. I need a mate to help me care for the calves, as well as keep me sexually satisfied.”
“Hmm. Well…” Heather sighed. “I think we can work something out.” Jenkins perked up.
“You can?”
“Yes. It should be enough. We’ll just…”