Harsh floresint light wafted down between the thick reinforced bars into the small room. Pure white, it lacked any color, any windows, any smudge of occupation. The hum of various machines filled the room. The beeping of a heart monitor, the hissing of oxygen lines, the groans of a hydraulic motor.

Augy’s eyes slowly opened before tightly closing once more. Blinded, he took his time for vision to return. The blur in his mind was thicker than normal. Groggily, he slowly looked around the room.

On the far side stood a man dressed in a mediocre and ill-fitting suit. His gut had just reached the point that it started drooping over his waistband. Counter to this were his arms, which hugged the wool sleeves tightly before trailing down to big, callused hands. “What’s the prognosis, Doctor?”

The man he spoke to was shorter and very thin. His nearly anorexic construction barely filled the shoulders off his long white coat that threatened to slip off if he didn’t keep his elbows wide. His thick glasses seemed to drag his face into the clipboard he was reading. “No broken bones. Musculature in good order. Haven’t looked at his cock since the ketamine’s had him to nocked out for stimulation, but the multiple STI’s I’ve already treated leads me to believe it’s working fine.”

The suited man realized Augy was awake and was staring at him intently. “And his mind? Can he be reintegrated?”

Without looking away from the clipboard, the other man responded. “Again, he’s been on so much ketamine that I couldn’t check. Besides, I’m a doctor, not a phycologist. Himbo medicine is hard enough without trying to figure out what’s in that simple mind.”

“He’s awake right now. Go check.”

The slender man broke his gaze to confirm Augy’s consciousness. He then looked at the suited man, pleading with his eyes to avoid making contact with the unknown bull but received no reprieve. After a deep breath, he stepped forward and laid a hand on Augy’s chest.

The haze in Augy’s mind had nearly retreated to it’s normal level, allowing him to be furious. He was Augy! High Bruh of the best Brodome in the land! The mightiest bull the world had ever known! How dare this weak man touch him!

At once his cock was hard and he tried to move an arm to capture the dweeb so that he could plant his seed and bring him into his herd. His arm was stopped. In a quick glance, Augy discovered the thick metal bars holding his limbs in place. He strained his muscles, fought against his binds, but only made them creak under his strength. A moo of anger bellowed forth.

The small man stumbled backwards before landing on his ass as the fat one laughed. “Apparently, he’s not ready yet Doc. Don’t worry, we’ll break him.”

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Back and forth. Back and forth. Augy paced the short stretch of his cell. As white and lifeless as the room he’d first awoken in, it’s only accoutrements were the bed he could barely fit on his side and a toilet he could barely squat on.

A loud buzz filled the cell, indicating the door had just been unlocked. The usual four guards with their usual assortment of tazers, tranqu-guns, and reinforced riot shields filled in and stood by the wall closest to the door. Once they were in position, the frail man in the lab coat cautiously stepped in, clipboard and equipment in hand.

Augy was familiar with the routine by this point as it happened every day for a time period he couldn’t understand. Showing no resistance, he moved towards the bed and sat down. He watched as the dweeb slowly moved towards him to begin the check-up.

Just letting the dweeb do his work was the best option, Augy knew this. The first time he tried grabbing the dweeb for putting a hand on him, he got tazed and tranqued instantly. The dweeb would check his chest and back and cock while scribbling some notes before leaving the room. As always, Augy could see the dweeb’s head swim the moment he got near his rank fucking pits, making him laugh.

Even with the forced daily showers, Augy still managed to smell like a wild bull. He always took pride in it. The baddest bull ever should never smell like a cow after all.

Once the exam was over, the dweeb moved back to the guards, but instead of leaving he started talking to them. “He’s ready. Wish we could spend more time under observation, but corporate wants him ready for production.”

Augy had no clue what any of this meant. A guard ordered him to his feet and Augy rose. He was guided out of the cell and down a long series of walkways. Each turn left him more confused as to where he was going. Finally, they came to another door and Augy was shown inside.

There, Augy was greeted by a naked cow. The moment Augy entered the cow’s posture shrunk as he visibly became nervous. His shoulder’s curled up as his arms covered his chest. Sheepishly, he asked Augy a question. “Wha-who’re you, bruh?”

“Name’s Augy, I’m the bull’s bull.” Augy spoke with confidence. Fucking a cow was exactly what he needed right now and the one before him would do. Instantly, his cock began to rise.

The cow’s eyes grew wide as he witnessed Augy’s member spring into life, the need in his cow puss painted across his face. But he was still cautious. “A-are we allowed, bruh? We-we need p-permission to, um, fuck, bruh!”

Augy rolled his eyes. Something was wrong with this cow and Augy would have to fuck some sense into him. He couldn’t just thrust in though. Without getting him relaxed and into it, it would be mechanical routine, a boring ass fuck.

He stepped forward and pulled the cow into his arms. Even with Augy’s short height for a bull, the cow could easily rest his head on Augy’s shoulder. Augy ran his hands up and down the cow’s back, slowly dropping a little lower until he could grab the cow’s butt. “What’s you’re, uh, name, brah?”

“Danny”, the cow’s voice slowly started to warm. Danny moved his face from Augy’s shoulder down toward’s his pit. “Duh, you reek for a bull, bruh.”

“Course I reek. I’m, like, a fucking bull, brah! Built up all that, uh, musk just for you, brah.” Augy flexed the arm next to Danny’s face. With the other, he guided the cow’s face in for a good whiff.

Danny tried holding his breath but was forced to inhale eventually and moaned. “Does smell good ‘n manly, bruh.”

Augy released his grip and Danny’s face stayed put. With a hand free, he resumed groping Danny’s ass. Finally he worked a finger into that tight cow pus, making Danny moan louder. “Like that, don’tcha brah?”

“Mmmhmm!” Danny tried pulling away to get ready but Augy wouldn’t let him go. “Gotta set up milkin’ bruh.”

Augy rolled his eyes again. The pains of being on a farm, being controlled by some hapless and weak men were rage inducing. He wanted to fuck and he wanted to fuck now! Regardless, he let the cow go to do his prep work.

The moment Augy saw that Danny had the cups in place over his nipples, he stepped right behind the sexy cow, lined up his cock, and thrust in.

“W-wait! I’m not in position yet!” Danny tried crying out. Augy paid him no mind and just thrust in again. On the second thrust, Danny couldn’t stop himself from letting out a moo of pleasure.

Danny’s puss was good. Not quite as the custom fitted pleasure Jorge or Dusty’s puss, but it was a damn fine hole for Augy’s cock after weeks without release. On the third slow stroke, Augy started mooing in pleasure just like Danny, just deeper and more bullian.

Neither were on any timetable that Augy was aware of, but he needed that nut. Forgoing the slow rut he’d sometimes give his personal cows, Augy started working up to speed. Each thrust faster than the last, the sounds of slapping skin echoed through the room with the chorus of carnal moos. Augy’s world shrank down to just him and the cow being blessed with his raging bull cock.

He could have finished the fuck in this position, but Danny couldn’t maintain it. Danny was quickly getting weak in the knees as the pleasure consumed his body. Rather than stopping to let Danny get into the doggy style they were supposed to fuck in, Augy flipped him over. In one clean motion and without removing his cock, Augy turned Danny onto his back with his legs resting on his shoulders.

In this position, Augy could tell that the cow wasn’t used to a real cock. The inside of his puss was tight and virginal outside of a straight, mechanical line. Augy fixed this by gyrating his hips, introducing new angles for his cock to thrust, grinding so hard against the that cow button.

With all the new movements, Danny’s moos reached a fever pitch. Loud and messy with no trace of the elegance cows normally maintained, just how Augy liked his cows.

In this position, Augy could see his cock moving in the cow’s gut. This drove him wild, seeing his cock dominate a cow’s body filled him with immense pride as it always did. He needed to give this cow everything, drive him completely wild with his cock and fuck in only the way he could. Augy reached up and pulled the cups away from the cow’s nipples.

“N-n-n-ooooo! We, mooooo, ca-ca-c-ooo-n’t!”

Augy paid Danny no mind as he grabbed the droopy muscle pecs and ran his thumbs over the nipples. He traced various shapes that he could still remember; squares, circles, even a star. This produced the desired affect in Danny, as the cow let his head fall back in mindless pleasure while the milk ran down his chest without getting collected. The cow was completely lost in pleasuring Augy’s cock, just how Augy wanted him.

Just as Augy was approaching climax, Danny got there first. His legs trembled, muscles spasming on Augy’s shoulders as his puss involuntarily tightened on Augy’s cock. A high, ethereal moo bellowed forth as his cock jumped for its few drops of cum.

The extra tightness gave Augy the last ounces of pleasure needed for his orgasm. The walls began to shake as Augy released one of his loudes, most domineering moos ever as shot after shot of thick bull cum filled the tight embrace.

Augy didn’t pull out immediately. Instead, he gave the cow a few more slow rhythmic thrusts to maximize every moment of this greatly needed orgasm.

The buzz indicating the door was unlocking filled the room far sooner than Augy would have liked. “Duh, gatta go, brah. Or, uh, Danny.”

Augy pulled out and turned towards the door. The guards started saying something that sounded like a scolding but was cut off.

“Noooo!” Danny screamed as he jumped to his feet, still weak in the knees. “Wanna stay with Augy!” he shouted before jumping in front of the bull, blocking his path. “Let me, uh, be with Augy! I wanna get, uh, fucked by Augy!”

Two guards stepped deeper into the room to restrain the uppity cow. Before they could grab him, Danny grabbed a guard and threw him against a side wall. The second took a step back, shocked that a cow was behaving in such a manor. He didn’t make it far before Danny charged, throwing him into a wall with Danny’s full body weight, making bones crack.

“I want more of Augy’s, uh, cock!” he yelled one last time before the tranquilizer dart landed in his ass and he began to slow.

Augy, despite having no part in this altercation, felt the new familiar sting of a dart and the haze of the ketamine enter him. He took two steps towards the door before fumbling onto the ground.