"...What did you say?" You were certain that you must have misheard. He couldn't possibly have said...
"We'll have to let the Bull breed you. I mean we might get some Milk out of you like this, but it probably wouldn't be all that much."
The Farmer spoke very matter-of-factly, as if it something obvious. "But you'll be practically overflowing once a Calf's in you."
He shook his head and sighed. "I bet you'd pump out as much as three Cows after popping out a few, but we can't ask you to stay that long."
He looked at you again with a grateful expression. "I already can't believe you'd do this much for us despite being such a busy Woman."
You looked at him and your words got stuck in your Throat. Should you say that you hadn't thought this far ahead?
What could you say to stop this? He spoke as if this was something you should have expected, and your pride just wouldn't let you speak up.
Should you say that you didn't know? That the Queen knows less than a Peasant, despite already having gone so far?
And was this really that much more humiliating? You had already turned yourself into an Animal and condemned youself to getting milked.
Was getting bred by an actual Animal that much worse? No, no it definitively was, but you just couldn't think of a way around it right now.
"And this 'breeding'... when would that happen?" "Hmm? Oh, I was about to go get him." He gave you a reassuring Smile.
"Don't worry, I'll just leave you two in your Stall overnight. I'm sure you'll have one in you before morning."
You were stunned at his casual attitude. "Is this how these things usually go?"
"Well, we'd usually let the Cows adjust for a Day or two at least, but i'm sure you have lots to get back to in the Castle."
He gave you a thumbs up. "We'll get you through this in no time! I'm sure the Farm will've recovered in a few Weeks with your help."
The words, that were probably meant to be reassuring, sounded like a sentencing in your Ears.
"Now, its about time you two get started." He clapped his Hands together. "The sooner he puts a Calf in you, the sooner you'll pump out Milk."
"I- I suppose so, yes." You did your best to keep it together. You didn't want to let him see you panic or hesitate.
"Alright then, I'll go get him." And still that casual attitude, as if he didn't realize that he was about to make a Person breed with an Animal.
"ᴬᵐ ᴵ ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵒ ᵗʰᶦˢˀ" This entire situation made you question your sanity, and his nonchalant behaviour didn't help at all.
"...ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵒⁿ ʷᵉ're almost there, just a bit- ah! Finally. There's a reason people say 'stubborn as a Bull'."
You watched as the Farmer pulled the large Bull you saw earlier over to the Stall you were in, obviously struggeling to make it listen to him.
"Now just open the Gate and lead him ins-woah!" The Farmer stumbled aside, as the Bull stormed inside, making the Stall suddenly seem much smaller than before. "Oh, well I haven't seen him this eager before. You gonna be alright in there?"
'If you are so concerned, then why did you bring it over in the first place?!' "Yes this... this is no problem for me."
The Farmer smiled in relief. "Then i'll leave you two alone for the night. I'll see you tomorrow!"
He waved at you as he walked away, leaving you alone with the Bull, that you only now noticed had managed to get behind you.
"Wait, when did he- Mooooo!" You immediately clamped your Mouth shut.
The sudden penetration had startled you and caused your Body to involuntarily 'Moo'.
If your Face hadn't been covered in fur, then it would have been bright red at that moment.
"I have t-to stop this." You clenched your teeth and tried to ignore what was happening, but that proved difficult.
"Mmm- d-dammit... Mooooooo!" No matter how hard you tried, the sounds wouldn't stay inside.
"Ah, ghhh- I, I suppose if it has already gone this far, then just letting it happen isn't that much worse, right?"
You stopped resisting and immediately started mooing. "...Feels so big in moo..." You didn't even notice moos slipping into your words.
The rest of the night was a blur, with the relentless hammering being a constant throughout it, only occasionally interrupted by a gush of heat inside you, until you finally fell asleep.