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 TITLE: The Interview - The Bull's Story
PART: 3 of 3 - Nineteen Years Later
AUTHOR: Big Al
KEYWORDS: MF cons piv size impreg preg human_cow inc
SUMMARY: Now a famous prize bull stud, Jerry meets the newest horny
additions to the ranks of the human cows!

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   "UNGH!  Agh!  Oh!  Ohhhnnngghhnnh!  Ooooh, unnhhhggnn!"

   Bestial groans guttered in Jerry's throat as he pounded the human cow
beneath him, sounding like the beast he had become in the eyes of the law.
Millie's cries were even more wanton, moaning and shrieking like a whore in
heat as his massive cock pummeled her mercilessly.  Her enormous boobs
jiggled beneath her as he gripped her hips tightly, commandingly, pulling
her body back into his powerful thrusts as he fucked her doggy style.

   They were the only two in the room, Millie holding on to stirrups as the
mega-cocked human-bull fucked her relentlessly.  The door was closed, but
there was a window along one wall.  It was a one-way mirror, so Jerry and
Millie couldn't see through it, or they would have seen the class of senior
Catholic schoolgirls passing by on tour.

   "OMG!"

   "Is that Jerry!"

   "Hell yeah!"

   "Language, ladies," their rather severe teacher admonished them.

   Wilma, the former teenage intern who was now a twenty-something full
staffer, smiled.  "Clearly most of you already know who this is.  This is
indeed Jerry, the star bull of Allerdyce Dairy."

   The girls plastered their faces to the window, peering eagerly at the
handsome bull and his current mate.  Jerry had become by far the most
impressive bull at the dairy after his hormonal treatments.  He had grown
three inches, rippling musculature had bulged from every inch of his flesh,
and the high testosterone amounts in his system had caused the hair on his
head to all fall out, whereas his face sprouted a thick bushy beard, which
he trimmed every day, after a night of growing back out into thick facial
foliage.

   His balls were the size of cantaloupes, swaying between his legs, and
currently slapping wetly into Millie's large ass with every piston of his
hips.  The hormonal treatments he'd received, rather than injecting him
with testosterone, had amplified his own body's production of it, thus
leading to his nut size.  And his cock...  he had surpassed all projections
of his eventual size, along with the the sizes of the other bulls at the
dairy, topping out at two full feet of cockmeat, nearly as thick around as
a 2-liter soda bottle.

   The Catholic schoolgirls eagerly watched that phenomenal cock pounding
into Millie's soaked, squirting twat.  "Why is he fucking her--"

   "Language!" the severe-looking teacher said again.

   "--if she's already pregnant?" one of the schoolgirls asked, paying her
teacher no mind.

   Indeed, Millie was already 8 months pregnant, with twins sired by the
bull who was rutting her even now.  Wilma smiled.  "A very good question.
We have discovered that our cows' lactation increases with high sexual
stimulation, a phenomenon that had been undiscovered till we had Jerry."
Millie's fat quarter-sized nipples were indeed hooked up into clear plastic
tubes, almost jetting milk in squirts through the milking machine.

   "But you have lots of cows--"

   "Over two thousand," one bookish-looking schoolgirl supplied.

   "--and only one Jerry," another schoolgirl queried.  "How do you decide
which one he, um, stimulates?"

   "Our statisticians draw up all sorts of charts based on hormone tests,"
Wilma answered.  "The math of it is quite beyond me, but they determine
optimal lactation rates based on stimuli.  No pictures, please!" she added
as she noticed a couple of the schoolgirls whipping out their cell phones.

   Privacy and the no-photographs rule had always been a hallmark of
Allerdyce Dairy's functioning, but when an employee had leaked pictures of
the outstandingly well hung Jerry, the young bull had become a sensation.
Allerdyce's niche 'cockmilk' market had exploded.  The meme 'hung like a
Jerry' had replaced the phrase 'hung like a horse'.  Porn companies had
offered outrageous sums of money to purchase him for use in their films. 
Along with polite but firm refusals, Allerdyce Dairy had reminded said porn
companies that Jerry was legally an animal, and thus any women who filmed
porn with him would be guilty of the crime bestiality.

   A few of the more daring porn companies had replied that they could pair
Jerry with a mare in their flicks, comparing his size favorably to a
jealously onlooking stallion's.  Allerdyce Dairy didn't even bother
responding to those.  While publicly enforcing the no-photographs rule,
Allerdyce Dairy wound up being pleased at the publicity and popularity. 
Allerdyce brand milk flew off the shelves, and the dairy's profits shot
through the roof.

   Other human-cow dairies had looked into the matter, and realized that
Jerry was the bull responsible for the marked increase in Allerdyce quality
even before his popularity.  In addition to having more or less infinite
stamina, his mountings always resulted in offspring (profit!), which were
always daughters (more future cows, more profit!), which further were
ALWAYS twins or more (double the profit!).

   Allerdyce Dairy then increased its fortunes by bottling and selling
Jerry's spunk to other dairies for human-cow insemination.  While that
always took as well, his seed usually only resulted in single births in
that manner; the 'natural' way of injecting Jerry's cum was far more
effective.

   At Wilma's admonition, the girls reluctantly put up their phones, and
Wilma continued to give out various information and statistics.  The girls
largely ignored the facts and figures in favor of watching Jerry grunt and
unload inside Millie's dripping pussy for what had to be the dozenth time
in a hour.  His bloated, obese balls clenched and unclenched over and over,
his cock planted balls-deep inside the human-cow's preggo cunt.  He shot
forth so much seed that it overflowed, spilling down his balls and Millie's
legs in thick gunky rivulets to the tile floor, where it ran into
strategically placed drains.  The drains themselves led to semen deposit
collectors, where Jerry's leftover jizz would be bottled and sold either to
other dairies or as 'cockmilk' in grocery stores.

   "Dammit," a young woman laughed, speaking through an intercom into the
breeding room, "you've clogged all the drains AGAIN, Jerry.  Time to stop
now.  We'll take you to another breeding room."

   Jerry didn't stop however, and Millie didn't want him to, barely
conscious of anything except driving into the human-cow's lush wet pussy
again and again.  His body's supercharged testosterone production made him
incredibly horny, and once he was hammering away inside a willing pussy, he
was usually unable to stop.

   The young woman, another dairy staffer, sighed with a rueful chuckle,
and entered the breeding room, where she slapped a patch onto Jerry's lower
back.  Jerry stiffened slightly, then relaxed, his breath releasing in a
guttering sigh of absolute bliss.  "Dial back there, big boy," the staffer
teased him, and Jerry - his mind awash in the calming euphoriant that the
patch was sending into his system - had the presence of mind to obey.

   The class of Catholic schoolgirls gasped and tittered as they watched
Jerry's cock pull out of Millie's thoroughly fucked cunt.  It seemed as
though it would never exit her fully, there was always more and more of
that slimy glistening shaft coming out.  But finally he was out, and his
semi-turgid cock hung almost straight out from his body, a full two feet of
delicious thick meat.

   Wilma was leading the reluctant schoolgirls away, but the bookish one
managed to sneak a quick pic of him with her phone.

   Meanwhile, the other young staffer was helping Millie up from the
stirrups, the human-cow standing on wobbling legs as aftershocks of ecstasy
shuddered through her over and over.  "Oh god, Jerry," she moaned.  Jerry
grinned at her, still proud after all these years of his physique and the
effect it had on the cows.

   "Oooh, wait, it's 2 o'clock now," the staffer said.  "I almost forgot.
We have a special treat for you, Jerry!"

   "Wait-- You mean--" Millie began, but the staffer shushed her with a
grin.

   "It's a surprise!"

   Millie bellowed with laughter.  "You lucky sonofagun," she told Jerry,
"you're going to have the best time of your life, I think.  You dirty
perv!" She threw the now completely mystified bull a saucy wink, and exited
the chamber to head back to her stall, after her nipples were unhooked from
the milking apparatus.

   "What's going on?" he asked.  His voice was gruff and deep, a cavernous
baritone after the hormone treatments.  The young woman couldn't help a
flash of heat surging briefly through her at the sound of it; rumors
abounded of staffers breaking the rules to fuck Jerry or give him blowjobs,
and she constantly wondered if she was brave enough to risk her job.

   "Just follow me, stud," she said, and Jerry obeyed.  With mild bliss
floating warmly in his limbs and core, Jerry's cock was no longer a raging
hard-on, but remained semi-turgid.  He hadn't been able to get fully soft
in over 17 years; learning how to piss while semi-turgid had been an
experience, but he was adept at it now.

   Jerry was led into a long room of milking stalls.  There were waist-high
dividers between each stall, with the front of each stall occupied by a
milking machine.  The back of each stall was open to the door's entrance,
to enable easy access, and always allowed an excellent view of human-cow
ass.

   But today was different from the usual spectacle of cows getting milked,
lowing softly with pleasure at the experience, or listening to music,
chatting, or reading as they were milked.  Instead, each stall had been
outfitted with stirrups, to give a cow support as she was fucked...  and
each stall contained an 18 year old girl.

   "What--?" Jerry began, but the wizened old Dr.  Green - still a tiny
spry old lady who hadn't appeared to change at all through the nine years
that Jerry had known her - interrupted him.

   "Don't tell me you don't recognize your daughters, stud?" she chuckled.

   "My daughters?" He goggled.  He knew he had sired a LOT of offspring...
hundreds in his first month alone, and thousands since, but he rarely if
ever interacted with them.  The calves were kept with the cows, and the
bulls weren't allowed in the cows' living quarters, as their heightened
libido required limited access, or else cows and bulls would never stop
fucking.

   His eyes scanned the long row of dozens of stalls, each presenting a
tight delectable ass to him over a glistening moist cunt, and couldn't deny
his hardening cock.  "Allerdyce Dairy kept so many?"

   "We kept them ALL, Jerry," Dr.  Green corrected him.  " We have a
hundred more rooms just like this, waiting for you after you finish with
these.  It was clear that any daughters of yours would make excellent cows,
and extensive testing in their early years confirmed that.  They've been
undergoing two years of hormone treatment...  and this morning, exactly
8,279 girls who have achieved the age of eighteen have received their final
hormonal treatment, to induce their first ovulation."

   Jerry was hardly listening at this point, just standing there somewhat
stupefied by the fact that he was lusting after his nude and incredibly hot
teen daughters.  They were all peeking back behind themselves and throwing
lusty winks his way and giggling.  Although each's ass was still small and
teenage, their hips were already starting to widen, and once they were
bred, would doubtlessly flare out in the manner of cows.  Each already had
boobs the size of her head, even before breeding.

   Dr.  Green had gotten caught up in one of her lectures however, and
hadn't noticed that Jerry was paying her no mind.  "We synched their final
hormone treatment to today, as this week of the year is your hormonal peak,
when your motility is at its highest.  We do keep careful track of your
blood tests, you know."

   She blinked, suddenly aware that Jerry was still standing there, instead
of fucking the horny, fertile girls, despite now having a raging rock-hard
erection.  "Well, what are you waiting for, stud?  Go breed them!"

   Jerry's cock lurched madly at the prompting, spewing out long strings of
gooey precum, but he hesitated.  "They're so small compared to me," he
said; it was true, he was a towering hulk of muscle over 6 feet tall, even
aside from his massive horse cock.  "Will I..." He trailed off.

   "Oh!  Certainly not," Dr.  Green answered, as though that should have
been obvious.  "Hormone treatments, you know.  Extremely lubricated and
stretchy vaginal canals, plus dilated cervices.  Also, they've spent their
whole lives seeing their mothers stagger in blissfully after being bred,
and singing your praises.  They've all been begging to meet you for months,
years in a few cases."

   His last hesitation removed, Jerry's legs surged forward of their own
accord, heading to the stall on one end of the long row.  His majestic cock
towered over a fresh young eighteen year old girl, spawn of his loins,
casting its shadow over her and dripping hot gooey pre onto her back.  She
shivered lustily and giggled, looking back at him with wide adoring eyes.
"Hi, Daddy!" she chirped eagerly, meeting his eyes briefly before gazing at
his phenomenal dick, utterly mesmerized.

   "What's your name, honey?" he asked.

   She giggled again.  "You guessed it!  Honey!  Cuz my sisters say I taste
like it...  and I make an awful lot of it!" Indeed, her hairless smooth
cunny was leaking juices like crazy, running down her inner legs or
dripping straight to the floor.

   He grasped her young hips, wrenching a lusty shudder of pleasure from
the little nymphet, and positioned his humongous cockknob at the steaming
entranced to her soaked lovetunnel.  Honey cried out, shivering in sexual
pleasure, and bucked her ass back at him even as he drove forward.

   "UNGH!" They both grunted bestially.  Despite the hormone treatments, he
was so big that it was still a tight fit...  but she was so incredibly wet,
that he slid into her easily, if a bit slowly.  Her pussy stretched wider
and wider around him, and just as his cockknob popped fully insider her,
Honey screamed in delight, squirting a spray of juices onto his feet.

   He was barely conscious of the lusty moans of his other daughters, in
nearby stalls, listening to the sounds of father and daughter beginning to
fuck wetly and slickly.  Before long, he had sheathed his two foot shlong
fully inside the girl's soaked velvet cuntlet, and began rutting her as
relentlessly as any adult cow.

   Honey shrieked in mind-shattering, animal bliss, her young body wracked
with ecstatic convulsions as she juiced, hard, nonstop.  Her daddy was
finally fucking her!  Again and again his mammoth shaft pistoned deeply
into her, his balls slapping into her tight teen ass in hard wet smacks.

   As he busted his nut, his thick virile load burst deep inside her nubile
young womb, drowning her eggs in hot baby batter, coaxed out by Honey's
incredibly tight, wet, soft, virginal fucktunnel.  His load seemed endless,
as jizz spewed and spewed from his cock inside his own daughter's pussy,
but at last, with a shuddering groan, he released a final splurt.

   Of course, having started his rutting, he was unable to stop, and Honey
didn't want him to.  Father and daughter kept right on fucking.  The young
female staffer, who had escorted Jerry here, went up to slap another patch
on him - in order to calm him down enough to move him along to the next
daughter - but Dr.  Green forestalled her.

   "He's got a week of maximum motility," she chuckled.  "And he barely
needs to sleep, as long as he's fucking.  Eventually he'll exhaust out one
girl, and move on to the next.  It'll save us on patches."

   The young staffer chuckled, and agreed.

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