Lara was 21 now, legal age for adulthood and space travel. She had always wanted to travel to Earth, her mother and father’s birthplace. It was an adventure and she wouldn’t be alone. One of the million to travel back to Earth early, Lara’s Aunt Erin had acreage and a ranching business.
“I can’t believe you’re really doing this. After seeing firsthand what that planet did to your aunt, you still want to go?” Lara’s mother said, still unable to understand her daughter’s desire to leave.
“That’s your sister,” Lara snapped back.
“That’s a cow! My sister died when she transformed into a beast. Then married a bull man. Then, then they bred, creating cow children,” Lara’s mother said with disgust.
“Those are my cousins! Stop being so nasty!”
“Nasty? You know she only wears clothes on camera for us. Earthlings are nudist. She walks around naked, in front of everyone, including her children. She’s got the rump of a cow, I wonder if any of her brood came from tending the herd one day, and a bull had its way with her.”
“MOM! The only beast here is you. You’re being a pig!” Lara shouted.
“Ha! Fine. I don’t know why I bother. You are of age. If you wish to go to Earth and become a monster, be my guest, but don’t come back!”
Those were the last words Lara’s mother said to her before Lara left. While her father and 4 brothers were more supportive, they also worried her adventure might lead to her transforming; hybrids were not allowed on Mars yet.
Kissing them goodbye, Lara readied for her adventure to Earth.
3 days later…
Landing on Earth, Lara gathered her belongings and exited the spacecraft. Walking down the ramp, Lara heard someone shouting excitedly.
“Lara! Over here Sweetie!” Erin waved her Niece over.
While most of the Earthlings there were wearing clothes to be personal with their business partners traveling, Aunt Erin was wearing what most Earthlings wore, nothing.
“hey Auntie Erin!” Lara gleefully said, blushing a little at the sight of her Aunt’s nudity.
Erin stood about 5’6’’ tall covered in brown and white cow fur. After several children, Erin was pretty stout. A heavy curved woman. Big thighs and hips. A round belly. Huge jiggling ass. And titanic breasts from birthing, feeding, and now selling for mothers unable to produce milk. Her cute middle aged cow snout and ears were partly hidden by her curly brown head hair. Her hands and feet were the hybrid of human and cow hooves.
“Come here! Oh! Look at you, my little lady,” Erin said hugging her niece; her tail swaying happily. “Oops, nevermind the Udder,” Erin said bouncing Lara off as her udder got in the way of their hug.
“So good to see you in person,” Lara said as Erin turned and motioned for the car.
“I know. The clan is dying to meet you. Come on,” Erin said turning and leading away.
Lara blushed harder as she stared at her Aunt’s retreating body. It wasn’t the fact that Erin’s ass was huge. It was how her bovine anus and large bovine sex were on full display. Nothing was left to the imagination.
“Oh come on, Lara. Your legs aren’t jiggly from space travel right?” Erin asked.
“No, I’m fine,” Lara hurrying along.
“Good. Oh, and by the way. If and when you feel comfortable, clothes are optional everywhere you go,” Erin said giving Lara a wink.
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After an hour drive, Erin pulled the truck up to the ranch. It was a large farm house built from scratch after her and her husband traveled back to Earth. Set amongst their 50 acres of land, the house was a single story with a lot of windows and covered patios. The land leading up and around the house was rolling hills with green grass for their herds to graze.
“Welcome home,” Erin said pulling up on the graveled parking spot.
“It’s beautiful!” Lara said stepping out of the truck and grabbing her bags.
“Hey hey hey, I’ll be taking care of those for you,” a male voice said coming from the house.
“Uncle Clarke?” Lara asked only ever seeing him in passing through the camera feeds.
He was a tall bull man, standing 6’7’’ tall. Midnight black fur covered him from head to hoof. Muscular from ranching and testosterone pumping through him, he was rugged and dripped masculinity. Like his wife, he wasn’t wearing anything, which made Lara sharply look away after getting a glimpse of his two fist size balls in their leathery sack and large sheath.
“So good to see you, Sweetheart,” Clarke said giving Lara a hug. Working a lot more with Marsians and more mindful of their cultural differences, Clarke made sure to hug Lara with his hips turned so not to make an uncomfortable contact with his Niece. “Let me take those. Boys! Your cousin’s here!”
As though summoned by their father, all four of Lara’s Bull cousins stepped out of the house. Almost as though scripted, they came out in age order. Jack was only 18. Marty was 19. Greg was 21. And Carl was 25. While Jack, Marty, and Carl made it down to Lara, Greg stayed behind the railing. All of them took after their father with black fur and muscular features, but all of them had their mother’s brown hair.
“Greg! Come on, say hi to Lara,” Erin called out.
“Can… I later?” Greg said hiding behind the railing.
That’s when Lara saw the large, mottled cock he was trying too hard to keep covered. 16 inches long, girthy, and pulsing it was no wonder he rather stay up away from his cousin.
“Yes, son. See you later,” Clarke said as Greg hurried off back into the kitchen.
“Clarke?” Erin said unhappy that her husband let him be so rude.
“Man stuff, Honey. He’s… you know.”
“He’s been popping them all day!” Jack said as Marty chuckled.
“Enough you two. Wait until you two grow up and you have no control over it,” Carl said giving his younger brothers each a shove.
“Ok, thank you, Carl. That’s enough. Okay, boys, this is Lara. Lara this is Jack…”
“Sup?”
“Marty…”
“Hey.”
“And our oldest, Carl?”
“Hi.”
“Alright, well if you don’t… oh… ummm. Hey, Carl. Can you help Lara take her bags up to her room please,” Erin said crossing her legs.
“Sure thing, Mom. Come on, Lara. Cleaned up the spare room nice for you,” Carl said rolling his eyes.
“You okay, Aunt Erin?” Lara asked.
“Yep. Very good. Go on, see you in a bit,” She said holding herself against her husband before whispering something into his ears.
“Is she ok?” Lara asked her cousins.
“Yeah she’s fine. She just went into heat,” Carl said pulling your luggage up the front porch.
“O-oh?” Lara said watching as Erin and Clarke walk to the barn house.
“Yeah, they stopped after Jack, but since I’m leaving soon, I think they’d been talking about trying again. I don’t understand it fully,” Carl said.
“Whatever they want to do. Finally, I won’t be the ‘baby’ of the family anymore,” Jack laughed.
“And someone else can drink her milk,” Marty said rolling his eyes.
“Hey! You big and strong?” Carl leered at his brother.
“Yeah…” Marty answered.
“Then shut it! She’s kept them going longer than she had too. Be thankful!” Carl scolded him.
“You drink your mom’s milk? Umm… from?” Lara asked.
Jack burst out laughing.
“Oh no. Not from the teat anymore. She milks herself. Pitcher of milk every morning for the family,” Carl said, letting Marty open the door for them.
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After a calm evening and hardy dinner, it was lights out around 9pm. With the sun already set and hour before, there wasn’t any fuss going to bed now. The ranch had electricity, but they only used it when they needed it since there were no power stations on Earth anymore. Anyone who had electricity had wind or solar and they powered batteries.
After falling asleep, Lara woke up and made her way to the bathroom. After relieving her bladder, the toilets much larger to fit their bovine residents, Lara turned and made her way back to the bedroom.
“Clarke…” Erin whispered in the night as the bed rattled.
“So good to breed you again,” Clarke said through thrusts.
Passing by, Lara could see them through the crack in the door. With her aunt face down on their bed, her uncle plowed her in a doggy style. They had a great life and love life. But after Jack, they decided to stop having kids. Instead they’d just enjoy sex without a baby coming into the picture. But now that Erin was in heat and they were trying again, they had been sneaking off throughout the day; already having sex 5 times earlier.
“Clarke. Clarke! S-stop! You’re gonna make me moo,” Erin said enjoying her husband’s lovemaking.
“Good! The boys need to hear. They need to remember being a good lover is more than their own satisfaction,” Clarke whispered as he pounded her relentlessly.
“Oh… oh fuck! Oh ooooh oooo! MOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Erin moaned as her moo echoed through the house; her bed soaked in her orgasm.
“Oh come on!” Jack shouted from his room.
“We don’t need to hear THAT!” Greg echoed.
“Oh fuuuck,” Lara heard her uncle moan before watching him thrust in; his balls twitching as he filled Erin with seed.
“It’s not polite to watch,” Carl whispered to Lara, nearly making her jump.
“Shit man! I… yeah. I was just passing by and…” Lara panicked in a hushed voice.
“It’s fine. It’s… well, it’s a hell of a sight to see,” he laughed before walking passed Lara, his own 18incher out on full display.
“Yeah I… oh…” Lara said seeing the monster below.
“Oh, sorry. Just woke up from a good dream. Going to my bathroom to… take care of myself,” Carl said waving Lara a good night.
Going straight to bed, Lara pulled the covers over her shoulders and fell to sleep. Throughout the night, she had all kinds of vivid dreams, but not as memorable as her making love. A virgin, it took her through it all. Foreplay. Breaking her Hymen. Fucking. And then orgasm. But as the dream came to an end, Lara opened her eyes realizing her fantasized dream wasn’t her making love with another human.
Lara was making love to a