"You would never know, but this farm is a Treacherous place to work and or reside. Why do you ask, it was of my wife that I know that this farm holds a curse.
Karla, she then my wife when first hiring on here. One fated afternoon while attending to my assigned chores, as what should I happen, come into barn five and hearing of her moaning. She did with me when making love she moaned with a low tone seductive groaning.
I listened and walked toward where her moans originated from, only to see her, she lying naked and legs spread; was allowing of Buster, a male Suffolk breed ram sheep was busily mating with my wife.
Her wicked act of bestiality was more a culmination of the curse here about.
I saw what remained of her face, as all changing, less a her human face, which was so beautiful when we married a year before coming to this farm. She was and becoming then more like some farm animal, similar her mate, my Karla then soon would become as a sheep!
I stood there dumbfounded unable to speak as my loving wife was being brutally fucked by Buster. I saw how Karla liked the feeling of Buster thrusting; working his big ram cock and large size scrotum, as it slapping at her buttocks with his every pelvic moves. As for why and of how many times she must have let Buster fuck her, that when I first saw her with him, she was gaining body wool, her face conforming to looking like a common Ewe.
Nope, I did not disturb her bestial mating thrills, as she by then was not human enough to being considered a wife.
I did stay to watch, and from my looking at Buster, he caused me to feel aroused. Yes, I did become aroused to feel my penis grow stiff, and it begin of leaking pre-cum. An odd feeling of appreciation welled up in me for Buster, and how his masculinity did force Karla to show her true identity.
What Karla wanted in life was carnal sensations from the male with a big cock and virile huge volume balls. As at that point in our relationship, Karla had lost my love; but from her lust she grew to gaining a new and wholly sexual identify; that as a Suffolk ewe. I said I watched the mating, was witness to my dear wife physically disgrace our marriage, and doom her body to becoming as just another sheep owned here by this farm.
Oh yes, as later, days later that she saw me walking past the corral where she and fifty other ewes stood, that she caught sight of me and came trotting to greet as meet me. Karla stood bleating and weeping, as if begging of me to help her some how!
I stopped my walk and knelt beside the corral fence, as did speak to her; I informed her that the Veterinarian reported that all the ewes in her corral were then pregnant. As she was to give birth to her first, but sadly not a child but a lamb. You, Karla, I did say, telling that by her bestial mating with Buster, she was then an animal and by all of any written holy writings, she a beast was one of the damned!
My having informed as reminded of her what she likely had realized as well by then, I made her weeping of big tears a fact she would remember until when sold and gone for slaughter.
Now enough of my past, as the security cameras recorded a naked man sucking the cock of our newest Brangus bull; perverts are like flies, both being a pestilence.
This way, corral nineteen, and have your pistol at the ready, mattering upon what we find, okay?"
Nesh began to walk a slow stroll to lead me to where some of his herd cows there with him might help to hide me from a humiliating discovery.