Laura shouted, "I want to knock you up so much you can't stand anymore !" and slammed her giant cock in as the remote beeped. Ms. Mounds' squealed as Laura's lower arms forced her balls deep while her upper arms held the teacher in a full nelson. She continued to wildly buck against her history teacher's cunt, who cried out as well.
"Yes, Laura, yes! Breed me like the slutty cow I am! Fill me with your fertile seed!" The remote beeped again as Laura gripped Ms. Mounds' horns from the nelson and yanked her head back. The now fully conquered cow-morph gave into her more bestial nature and lowed needily as her student prepared the final shot.
"Take your bull's seed and give me a new herd!" Laura bellowed, covering up another beep as the tip of her bovine cock pierced the history teaching cow's inner-most depths. Both student and teacher moo'd in unison as Laura's heavy balls deposited its virile essence into Ms. Mounds' waiting womb. Already her eggs were dancing with her pupil's sperm ensuring that by this time next year, at least a dozen more little cow-morphs will be under Ms. Mounds' care and tutelage.
Laura exhaled deeply through her bullish nostrils, satisfied to have successfully knocked up a fertile cow before lunch. She loosened her grip as her rut temporarily eased, letting Ms. Mounds' slide off her like a used condom. She slid smoothly to the floor and onto her knees, pink udder laying against the tile as she was reduced to a lowing mess of post impregnation afterglow. Laura tried to lift up her cow, but quickly sank back down. She seemed to not be coming out of her stupor any time soon.
Eventually, one of the futa students finished up yet another orgasm, and said out loud: