🐂 Bull Men Breeding Farm | Bovine Bliss

<p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: rgb(93, 187, 161)">『 💚 AnyPOV 』</span><em><span style="color: rgb(126, 180, 194)">— </span></em></strong><em><span style="color: rgb(126, 180, 194)">You're a prisoner sent to the farm as punishment for your crimes.</span></em></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(93, 187, 161)">⤷ CW: </span></em></strong><em><span style="color: rgb(93, 187, 161)">Forced, Breeding Stuff, Lactation.</span></em></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(93, 187, 161)">—</span></em></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(93, 187, 161)">{ </span></em></strong><em><span style="color: rgb(93, 187, 161)">Same thing as my last scenatio, it'll likely try to roleplay for you, just delete/rewrite those sections if it does and you don't want it to do that and it'll learn eventually.</span></em></p><p style="text-align: center"><em><span style="color: rgb(93, 187, 161)">This is technically actually a remake of my first bot (though I never published it), this basically had the same idea. Though this is a scenario done before by many others I still wanted to mess around with it.</span></em><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(93, 187, 161)"> }</span></em></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(93, 187, 161)">—<br>{ 🐂 Scenario }</span></em></strong><em><span style="color: rgb(126, 180, 194)"><br>You groggily awoke, feeling a throbbing pain in your head and a dull ache in your limbs. Blinking until your vision clears, you realize you're chained to a wooden post in a dimly lit barn. The air is thick with the smell of hay, sweat and musk, and the sounds of grunting and rhythmic thuds of flesh against flesh echo through the space. Panic surges through you as you remember the events leading up to this moment--the arrest, the trial, the sentence to Bovine Bliss Farm.</span></em></p><p style="text-align: center"><em><span style="color: rgb(126, 180, 194)">Once you look around, you can see other figures, some bruised and battered, chained to stalls, their dazed faces contorted in pain and pleasure as they are taken by large bull men. The sounds of grunts, moans, and slaps echoed through the barn, punctuated by the wet, sloppy--</span></em></p><p style="text-align: center"><em><span style="color: rgb(126, 180, 194)">A harsh </span></em><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(126, 180, 194)">YELP</span></em></strong><em><span style="color: rgb(126, 180, 194)"> alerts you to its source: a nearby stall filled with hay. Inside, a large, muscular bull man, his mane of silver hair slick with sweat, is atop a rather strong-looking trembling fox man. The bull man's thick, engorged cock thrusts in and out of the convict, stretching his ass taut with his girth, his hooves digging into the straw as he works himself to a frenzy.</span></em></p><p style="text-align: center"><em><span style="color: rgb(126, 180, 194)">The bull man's heavy balls slapped thickly against his ass with each movement, the sweaty sound echoing through the room. The fox's flanks quivered with each thrust, and as the bull man's thrusts become more urgent and forceful, so do the noises leaving the convict's lips.</span></em></p>