Tina wanted a bull cock, huh? Well, Erin was more than happy to make that happen. She generated a new sentence.
“Tina wants a massive bull’s cock.” Erin changed it to “Tina has a massive bull’s cock.” Immediately, Tina’s udder disappeared. Her mini skirt didn’t even slightly cover her new cock, enormous, thick, and black.
“I can’t believe Damien is such a little bitch. He won’t give me head, even though I’m in heat,” Tina mooed. “He won’t even take it in the ass. Every time we fuck, I have to be the one who gives head or gets a penis shoved up their asshole.” Sindy and Trish made sympathetic noises.
“Why are you with him, then?” Sindy asked.
“He’s rich and handsome. Duh.” Tina waved a hand airily. “And I can take care of myself if I need to. I just wish I didn’t.” Erin, who had been staring at Tina’s cock hungrily, grinned. Tina needed to be taken care of? Luckily, Erin could do that. And she would be more than happy to do so. Damien wasn’t even half as hung as Tina now was.
Erin walked up to the bovine women. Tina stared at her.
“Can I help you?” Tina asked. Erin smiled.
“Judging by how hard you are right now, I should be the one helping you,” she said. Tina scowled.
“Move on. I’m taken.”
“All right.” Erin turned around. “I was going to let you pound my pussy, but if you insist.”
“Wait!” Tina burst out. Erin turned back to face her. Tina removed her mini skirt, fully unleashing her enormous cock. “I’ll do it. I’ll do you.”
Without another word, Erin removed her bottoms and underwear. Tina sprinted forward and slammed Erin against a wall. Erin let out a gasp as Tina shoved her cock into her eager pussy.
“It’s been too long since I’ve fucked a vagina,” Tina moaned as she pounded at Erin. Erin moaned as well, enjoying every second of it. Tina was more skillful than Damien, and much bigger. Erin let out a scream of ecstasy as she came. Simultaneously, Tina shot a massive load deep into Erin. Tina pulled out of Erin, panting slightly. Cum dripped down Erin’s legs.
“What number should I call for child support?” Erin asked. Tina laughed.
“Some of us bulls can knock up humans, but not me. I can only get heifers pregnant. Thanks for the fuck, babe.” Tina strolled back to her friends, put her mini skirt back on, and then the three cow women walked away. Erin got dressed as well and then pulled up the app to generate a new sentence.
“Tina didn’t get Erin pregnant.” With a smirk, Erin changed “didn’t” to “did”. Did she want to be pregnant? Well, she did want to be a mother. But more importantly, she wanted to break up Damien and Tina, and the best way she could think of doing so was by making it abundantly clear that Tina had cheated on Damien with her.
Erin generated another sentence.
“Erin will give birth to Tina’s child in nine months.”