Looking as much like Ole' Mc Donald's farm the white house and red barns bring back fond memories of childhood and storybook lanes. As you enter the white gate, and fenced barnyard you see many pens with animals.
Walking first to greet a pony leaning on the lower rail of the fence to increase it's height. You ruffle the mane between it's ears and walk along the brick path. The pony jumps down and follows along the fence as you walk.
The next pen has two large draft horses standing in harness and seemingly waiting to go off to work in the fields. The opposite side offers two Gurnsey cows that have a pungent odor which suggests a good reason not to drink milk.
The squeels of swine oinking and rutting about in the mired sty makes you stand back as you see the massive muscled beasts. The baaaing of sheep and bleating of goats is nearby and you lean over the fence rail to pet one of the sheep.
Remembering the strange warnings about petting the animals you stand up and look around. Crowing of a rooster on the barn weathervane reminds you of the late hour and a need to make a bed for the night.
Strolling into the barn the many animal stalls are empty but have name plates above each stall door. Looking down the row one of the stalls has no name plate and you consider that this one might be cleaner than the others.
The feeling of static in the air suggests some inner warning but you don't listen to your feelings and lay down in the thick straw. The barn lights begin to dim as you watch one animal after another come in and settle down into a stall.
More than odd to see the animals moving about without any reaction from hog, sheep or lamb. Everybody know's the place to sleep as you did also.
The barn quiets down as you drift off to sleep. A breathe of air is followed by a loving lick as a sow wanders over to greet you. Spitting and sputtering you wipe her spit from your lips. Sitting up in the straw you watch as she wanders across the stall to a corner. Wiggling into the straw she finds a comfortable spot and begins to fall asleep.
A foolish though hits your mind of going over and fondling her sow body. Walking over on all fours you soon kneel next to the mighty beast. The touch of her teats gives a soft feel. She looks up at you without much interest. you smooth your hand down her flanks feeling the prickle of bristles. She moans a funny groan as you run fingers toward her sex.
The sow jumps to her feet and presents you with a fat pussy you didn't really want to see. Backing away she backs too as you see she is not happy to be so disturbed. On your knees in the straw the sow again presents you with her winking pussy and spreads her hind legs in hope of your mating richual.
Looking about and no one looking your pants and underwear get kicked off as your ready for to mate. As the penis touches her moist warmth it becomes very hard. The willing desire for sex have overtaken your sense of good. Pressing the penis between the lips of hoggy sex she takes all you can give.
The massive sow stands on all fours while the stupid human humps away his dic into the sow's big butt. Motions all new pulse over your body as the feeling of semen squirting into the sow makes you shiver.
The rich feeling of swine sex has increased your love for the new zoo. Just not tired anymore the humping goes on for hours. Soon more sows take positions of waiting their turn for you sensual ways.
The sounds of talking makes you stand up straight and take notice of time and daylight. Now more than eight sows stand about in the stall. Their oinking brings notice of the Farm section zoo keeper. He looks at you and the feeling of embaressment comes over you as the men have watched a fool human male humping a sow.
A bucket of corn and water set down for your enjoyment as the zoo keeper shoots a blue number on your bulging flank.
"To the sty!" he yells and the sows plus you run for the thrill of mud and slop.