The takeover

by brazboy   

The Carvalho lads recently lost their father, and now they have to decide whether to part away with their farm as well—a tough decision for the handsome bulltaurs, whose family had long inhabited those beautiful meadows. 

The Carvalho family had lived in the same small stretch of land for centuries—between two hills, forming a little valley, their ranch was secluded enough that generations of big farmers and even outside buyers had left them alone. All that changed, though, when Raimundo Carvalho Pinto died, leaving his four boys to take over the family ranch. It took less than a week for the first offers to appear, disturbing their mourning and their old peace.

“They didn’t even wait for dad’s body to get cold, the bastards!” shouted Bruno, the third son, as he slammed the dinner table with his massive hands, making it shake.

The brothers lived inside their old but large family manor where they could easily accommodate their thick, long and massive frames. Bruno wasn’t particularly bulky, not compared to his brothers, at least, but even he would not have been able to move freely in a normal house—those weren’t made to accommodate dairy bulls like himself, with his lower bull-like body and his thick overly muscular torso jutting out of it, his massive human-like chest crowned by two fat nipples which produced abundant milk, complimenting his massive udder between his two hear bull-like legs, just in front of his even more massive ever-throbbing rear erection. Bruno’s udder was bouncing up and down now, as the excitable lad trembled with the perceived offense to his family.

“Come on, Bruno, they are entitled to make an offer, we just have to say no,” reasoned Tomas, the oldest, largest, bulkiest and tallest brother. He was also the most commanding one, as his massive brown bull body outweighed the other lads by a fair amount, making it so that he was more than capable of pushing the younger lads around. He was also the most productive, milk-wise, and his enormous udder almost dragged on the ground when he didn’t fix his posture. Also, of course, Tomas was their senior—he had seen more things, and been there for longer; he had even visited the big city with their father once. All of that commanded a certain respect from the smaller, younger, hungrier lads. Besides, Tomas’s human torso was also immense, especially his bulking arms now crossed over his human teats, which drooled leftover milk which made his younger brothers lick their lips.

In the world of dairy bulls, milk, as much as muscle, was power and respect.

“Yeah, but you know what isn’t their right? Closing the fucking road to the city, making our milk almost spoil! We lost a whole week of revenue over… it wasn’t maintenance, but sabotage!” screamed back the third brother, as his pecs bobbed up and down in furious youthful rage, as did his front and rear cocks, sporting a violent semi, making loud thuds as they slap—respectively—his abs and his thick udder. Tomas shook his head—that he could not deny, but it shouldn’t be something that makes Bruno so furious as to have his cocks clapping.

As the first and third brother discussed matters, the second and fourth glanced between them, before sighing. They were used to being the peacemakers, the reasonable ones.

“It is 8 million reais, 2 million for each of us, it said here… that’s a lot more than the farm is worth, if we are being completely honest,” said Mauricio, pointing at the notice with his second-born massive stud half bull-like body, as his rear cock trembled and slapped his own massive udder making loud thud that attracted the attention of the other three. He would need to take care of his manhood soon, he thought, as he rearranged himself in his custom-made chair so as to have his bullcock rub against and under the wood, serving to pulled his foreskin back completely, and making Mauricio bite his lips as his slit drooled its juices into their cum gutter—it was amazing how adapted to them their house was, and vice-versa.

Mauricio’s large front human cock was, like that of his brothers’, totally hard and slapping his naked abs, as it drooled, almost over the table, on their papers which showed their incomes. The fatness of the four human-shaped cocks trembling and pointing up around the table didn’t escape any of the brothers—it was a mark of the tension there was in talking about something like selling the farm. The situation was made all more troublesome by the information contained in all those papers over the table: their revenue barely covered the ranch’s sizeable costs—keeping massive bulls like the brothers well fed wasn’t exactly cheap.

“Hah! But this is our family farm, there is no other like it… 8, 16, 24 million, I don’t care! I will never accept it!” said Bruno as he pulled back from the table and then walks to their shared room, his massive ass moving up and down as his brothers watched, his balls swaying under his bull frame, hiding his massive bull udder, which was repeatedly slapped by his youthful rear cock. Bruno’s angry back was amazingly shaped like a delicious V—their friends always said that the brothers could make an extra money selling videos of themselves online, but that sounded very unbull-like to them, and was, therefore, unthinkable.

“Brother!” shouted youngest but marvelously sculptured Augusto, as he almost galloped after Bruno, but Tomas shook his head and pulled the youngest back with his mighty arms, preventing a ton of bull from moving at will. Instead, the massive older brother left the table himself, with his furious members drooling over his muscles, feeling a need to calm everyone down—with sexual bliss if need be.

“No, Augusto… I’ll go talk to him, you and Mauricio go milk your udders, we need to deliver our milk tomorrow or we are as good as bankrupt,” ordered the most massive and authoritative lad to his young 18-year-old teen brother, who nodded up and down as a response, as his cocks too bobbed up and down at the sight of that example of perfect fraternal masculinity. Disrespecting an express order from his massive older brother was beyond, much beyond what Augusto could conceive.

“Okay, Tomas, but… don’t let him drink all your pecmilk!” shouted hungry Augusto as his eldest went to their room behind Bruno, sighing as he licked his lips, before his own teen cock trembled as his eyes moved down from Tomas’s chest to his ample bull buttocks.

“Come on, Augusto, let’s go to the barn,” said Mauricio, pulling Augusto away as he watches the oldest, hungest, most muscular and horniest of them all trot away to their bedchambers, getting quite horny. Augusto does let his second brother pull him out, though, as their human and bull bodies rubbed, increasing their closeness in all parts, as they then went outside and then crossed so meadows to get to the nearby barn.

“Do you think we’ll end up selling the farm, Mauricio?” asked Augusto as they entered the barn and then positioned themselves on the milking racks—which were basically machines where they sat, inserting their rear cocks and their udder’s four massive teats inside the compact pumps, and then were passively milked. The dairy bulls also could connect the milking pumps to their human nipples, which made nice and thick milk as well, but they usually left those for their brothers to suckle on. Their front human cocks though, those the two brothers started beating with their hands as their udders and rear cocks were milked by the trembling milking machines.

“Hmmmm, I think so, Augusto… with 8 million we can buy a much better and bigger farm farther west, one that can more easily support the whole family. We could even buy cows and not only live off our own milk, maybe have children and increase our herd, like dad wanted to…,” responded Mauricio as Augusto moaned, beating his 33-centimeter-long erection, watching his elder beat his own 44-centimeter-long front rod as they were milked deliciously. Augusto leaned his torso to the side until he could reach Mauricio’s and lick his chest, and then swallowed and started sucking on the older 23-year-old bigger male’s human teat.

“But what about our family legacy, our inherited land? We’ll just abandon it?” asked the suckling bull, as he was himself milked by the machine and his cock pumped by the milker, and his human pecs were now groped and fondled by his older brother, as the two of them moaned and delivered milk from their taurine udders.

“The spirit of our family lives with us, lil bro, and not in the land… we ahhhh own, as long as we are together, we are herd, hmmm, yea, we are herd together… hmmm,” responded the second brother, as the suction picked up and made their bodies sweat and tremble in delight. The youngest one nodded as he suckled, and as their udders were amazingly drained decreasing slightly in their fat bulbous size as more and more milk runs down their teats. Their massive rear balls, though, decreased and contracted all at once, and not slowly, when they orgasmed, pumping their taurine sticky seed inside the rack as the two hunks moaned and mooed, their sound filling the barn and even the sky surrounding the farm, as the massive wonderful creatures they were.

As Mauricio and Augusto were being milked, handsome but bratty Bruno was sitting on his part of their long collective brotherly bed in their room—he had stretched his four legs, his udder compressed under his one ton of manly and bull-like muscle, as he pushed his face on the stack of pillows, angrily. Seeing that, Tomas approached his younger brother, and rubbed his bulltaur ass, massaging it, which made Bruno moan and turn towards his elder.

“Don’t touch my ass, Tomas! You just want to make me horny so I’ll stop protesting selling dad’s farm! I don’t want that! Let me be angry, all right!” accused the third brother, as his rear and front cocks throbbed, just from the anticipation of Tomas’s powerful touch. It didn’t take long for his rods to be drooling, as his older brother obviously continued along with his plan of massaging Bruno, who moaned. He was not really mad, not enough to refuse being mounted by Tomas, surely—heck, not even all anger in the world would make him refuse that.

“Don’t be so furious, Bruno, I am always on your side. We don’t have to sell the land if we don’t all agree to it… all of the herd matters the same,” he said to the 19-year-old massively muscular bull, whose udders were fat and productive and drooling on the linen of the bed, wasting precious warm milk. Bruno’s massive cocks too were rubbing on the bed under the massive mass of muscle that was his body, until Tomas pulled Bruno’s rear cock from under his bull-back and to the side, using his opportunity to lower his own handsome head and kiss Bruno’s gentle rear buns. Hearing that and being thusly touched both made Bruno shudder and grunt—of course all herd mattered the same, but at the same time, it didn’t!

“Hmmmm, ahhh,” panted Bruno as his rear was kissed over and over by his elder, who also spread out his buns and then buried his face in his immense needy hole, kissing it and massaging it with his tongue. “I know… all herd matters… hmmm, but you and Mauricio want to… sell the ranch… ah, and you are the elders! I should respect your will, but I don’t want to… we were raised here by dad; I love our farm… I… don’t want us to lose it!” moaned the third son, as his elder massaged his muscles kindly, the smell of Bruno making Tomas’s own teats drool and his cocks tremble back in the underside of his rear. Bruno loved what Tomas was doing, even if he knew it was the way he managed their herd—muscles, sex and milk. But this was not wrong, and in fact it was right, and all that Bruno wanted now was for his brother to climb atop him and mount him immediately, although he also wanted to stay mad, and those two thoughts were conflicting in his mind.

“We respect your opinions too, just take one thing into account—as long as we are together as a family, we keep dad’s legacy alive, no matter what land we inhabit. We are one family, one herd, and living in another ranch wouldn’t change that in the slightest, all right? We’ll always be together, the four of us,” said Tomas, as he indeed started moving his massive muscle lower bullbody over the bed, atop his younger brother. As he did so, the bed rumbled as it was an amazing amount of muscle that Tomas was now pressing over it—almost 2 extra tons of bull. His gigantic udder rubbed on Bruno’s bullback and was squeezed by his spine as his massively fat rear cock rubbed slightly and then more strongly against Bruno’s gaping hole. Bruno moaned, as he feels his older brother mounting him, and then his torso was embraced by Tomas’ massive arms, all while Tomas’s rod slid inside of his muscle bull-hole.

“Hmmm, I get what you mean but… hrrrrr, I hate those people, I don’t want them to own our farm, ahmmmm, it feels like we lost… to them… when dad died… we weren’t ah, ah, strong enough, strong… stronger, bro,” mumbled the younger stud, as his brother’s rod slid against his muscle ring, and then poked and popped in, making him melt as all their brotherly udders now drooled milk together, as did their human tits. Bruno moaned amazingly deep as he turned his head around, finding his older brother’s massive pecs, and started suckling on his fat human udder as his hole was penetrated deeper and deeper by his gigantic bull cock, and then fucked slowly, in and out, three tons of bull fucking and rocking back and forth.

“Ah, fuck, you are right but… the best way to show them is, hmm, hmmm, having our own success... out west, Bruno, increasing our herd… exploring… now lands… as bulls…,” said a moaning Tomas as he fucked his younger brother under his body with more and more strength, his massive more than meter-long taurine cock sliding in and out of the hungry lil bro hole, stretching Bruno’s insides marvelously. As that happened, Tomas’s 49-centimeter-long front cock rubbed and humped against Bruno’s back, as the younger lad’s front cock bobbed up and down against his own abs and the wall ahead. Tomas’ eyes rolled as his udder was compressed between the three tons of brotherly taurine muscle, which was also compressing Bruno’s udder down against the mattress; meanwhile, their male tits were being pinched—in the case of Bruno—or suckled from—in Tomas’ case, creating a frenetic feeling of brotherly abundance in their delightful breeding.

“I want that too… fuuuuck, Tomas, I love that idea… us out west on our own, buying some cows, have us breeding them… running in the immense meadows… hmmm… we could have our own little herd and… we’d have much more space to explore and so many things to do… but… ah, ah, fuck bro you are so big, bigger than dad… he owned this farm… I don’t want to abandon dad’s farm… I wish we could raise… ah, our calves here… as well…” the younger of the two hunks moaned incoherently, as they fucked and kissed in delicious love, his velvet ass being penetrated and impaled by the meter-long taurine cock belonging to Tomas, as his own taurine rod drooled on the side. He panted—their bodies were so massive that they rocked the thick sturdy bed as they fucked, even when it had been designed to support more than 7 tons of taurine meat.

Tomas then pulled Bruno’s face up from his tits, kissing him and tasting his own milk as well as his brother’s spit, feeding the younger lad his own saliva, which he swallowed with much delight as their tongues swirled together. Their mumbling and grunting and panting filled the whole room and even beyond, invading every room of the house, as the taurine fucking continued. With each longer and faster, deeper thrust, Bruno felt his ass being stretched deeply and to absurd levels, his bull hole being hammered by his older brother’s balls, and especially his prostate being attacked by the massive older and sturdier cock. He rolled his eyes as they kissed, and exploded at once from his two cocks—front and rear—and his six teats—two human on his pecs and four taurine from his udders. As Bruno shook and drooled from all sides and trembled in pleasure, as his cum splashed his muscles and the wall, as well as their bed. Tomas continued fucking him in increasing and merciless delight, approaching orgasm as well.

“Yea, fucking come for me, Bruno, I’ve shown you pleasure, haven’t I? Trust me to show you a good life out west too… I’ll fuck you even harder there, and you’ll fuck many cows there too, we’ll have a harem for each of us, we’ll be dads ourselves, and we’ll fuck each other every day after work… fuuuuuck! Fuuuuuck, yeah, fuuuuuuuuck!” groaned Tomas. He orgasmed, pumping his thick volume of seed inside his brother’s tight asshole as much as Bruno had covered their bed in cum. Tomas also ejaculated from his front human cock which painted his own abs and Bruno’s back in warm and sticky white, which showered above them almost like rain, while his teats and udders wasted an amazing amount of milk, until Bruno moved his head to started drinking at least some of it.

After the two lads fell resting and panting on their puddle of seed and milk, Bruno nodded, his older brother’s cock still lodged inside him, filling his hole nicely and making the elder’s cum continue to fill his insides. Bruno then moved his massive bull body and human torso around so his head could go under Tomas’ body, and started biting and nibbling and swallowing and sucking hungrily from his udder’s massive and sensitive teats—it was rare for them to drink bullmilk directly from the teat, but it was also the nicest way to do it, and milk after sex was the best milk too.

“Tomas… ghhhhgmmmmm, such nice hot milk…,” moaned Bruno drinking from his brother’s udder as Tomas himself moaned from being suckled on like that. “I guess you are right… let’s sell the farm and make ourselves a new herd, at a new ranch. We can make our own milk brand… the bull brothers, we can call it! Yours is so delicious, we could make much more money by selling it ourselves than we do now by selling to the milk company…” he added, excited and full of ideas. Tomas moaned and grunted, as his masculine bull udder was slowly emptied by his hungry younger brother, and so he started moving his taurine body and human torso to grab Bruno’s human cock and lick and clean and swallow it, as he nodded in agreement.

“That is my dream for us too, Bruno. We are the best herd together,” said Tomas, panting, proud of himself for managing to sail through this rough period after their dad’s death. The only way out of mourning was forward, he was sure of it.

After getting milked and drained, Mauricio and Augusto pulled their massive teats and cocks from the machine, wasting only a small portion of their juices which lazily drooled out of them. Their spunk, which had no true commercial value, they put aside for their later consumption.

“We need to shower now,” proclaimed Mauricio, but Augusto was so overwhelmed with post-sexual bliss that he reeled as they trotted around the barn cleaning things, almost falling atop his second brother’s massive muscular frame. As their bodies rubbed, Augusto grunted, exhausted.

“Hmm, do we? Surely Tomas bred Bruno, and they are probably sleeping now… can’t we just go lay with them? Maybe you also breed me, just to be fair…,” muttered the young stud, but he was clearly so tired that he didn’t really mean to be bred. Mauricio laughed and slapped his younger brother’s massive human back, making him grunt and wake up a little as the solid shape of a red hand formed in his skin.

“Okay, okay, you can go on to bed. I’ll finish clearing things here, and I’ll soon join you all. Good night, Augusto,” said Mauricio, and the relatively spoiled younger hard-working bull mooed, kissed his brother’s teats and suckled from them one last time, and then left back to the house, reeling only slightly as he yawned. Mauricio, meanwhile, continued cleaning and putting everything in place, wondering if their life was not good enough as it was, and if they really needed a bigger farm, and a big herd, as Tomas had said.

But of course, he knew they did.

The prospective buyers were trying to sabotage their small business, and so staying here long term was not a good idea. It would be better to leave with money than having to flee when they tried their next dirty trick. He only feared what it could be, and how it would hit their family…

The brothers were all lined up outside of their house when a massive truck arrived, and out of it came a handsome, tall and muscular man, which looked up to them—he was tall, all right, standing at a full 199 centimeters, but that was nothing to the brothers who were between half a meter and a whole meter taller than him. Such a difference was to be expected between humans and dairy bulls.

The muscular man nodded, greeting the brothers, and shook the hand of each one of them, one by one, as he admired their massive size and volume. He particularly appreciated their thinly veiled bull bodies under their taurine clothes, which did little to hide their massive muscles, or to protect their gigantic bulges from external appreciation—especially as their udders and teats were so immense that they hung well below the skirts.

“You are the elder, right? Tomas?” said the man to the tallest of the bulls, who nodded. “How much milk do you make a day?” he asked, and Tomas frowned. What an inconvenient question but alas, they were also selling the farm to a dairy company, so the curiosity was not all that surprising.

“200 or so liters on average, from my udder. Another 40 from my pecs, but that’s just for my brothers,” responded Tomas, and the man gasped; that was close to twice as much as the best cows could make, and easily six time the average! Even for a bull, that was still three times the average—no wonder his clothes had several wet spots, this hunk had much milk inside him that it had to flow pretty much constantly.

“Amazing, breeders would be all over you if they knew,” commented the man, making Tomas frown, although Augusto seemed proud at the comment and nodded violently up and down.

“They would! Tomas is a prime bull!” he commented, making all the faces turn towards him, until Augusto blushed, noticing he was acting a little out of place. The big burly businessman laughed, slapping Tomas’s abs.

“Great to see your younger brothers have faith in you, right?” he said, and Tomas squeezes his eyes. “And how much milk do they give?” asked the man, then looking back towards the smaller but still enormous bulls besides Tomas. Mauricio was the one who responded now.

“Me, about 190, Bruno 150 and Augusto 140. I know it sounds a bit absurd, but we sleep together and breed often, we suckle on each other too, all that makes our body… incentivizes our bodies to make more milk, despite the fact that we don’t have calves,” explains the second brother, and the man nodded slowly, and whistled.

“Amazing, lads. Honestly, in a sense it’s a waste that you are dairy bulls and not breeders,” he commented and Tomas sighed.

“We aren’t really interested in having other people raise our calves… that’s… unbull-like,” answered Tomas, and his brothers all nodded. Herd was being together; herd was definitely not giving your family away. The man shrugged and shook his head, almost condescendingly.

“It’s a shame that you lads are so old-fashioned, honestly. Your sperm would be worth many times more than this farm, if you were willing to sell it. Anyway… should we go inside to get to business?” asked the man, then, and Tomas nodded as the massive bull-like brothers turned around exposing their taurine rears and walk away. While the brothers’ attention was elsewhere, the man nodded to the truck, and then followed them. Four human males silently left the truck and stood guard outside the manor, as the man and the four massive and confident brothers entered the ancestral house.

Once inside the house, the massively-sized brothers sat around their broad and massive dinner table, on their special chairs which had holes carved for their massive udders. They allowed the man carrying his bag to sit at one of the heads of the table, while the four dairy bulls sat on the sides, arranged by seniority as usual. The man didn’t manage to sit himself, so he remained up and just opened his bag over the table and pulled out a contract, which he slipped to Tomas, before handing copies to the other brothers. Even sitting down as they were now, the brothers were still each significantly taller than the man while standing.

“The company decided to increase the value of the offer to 32 million. This includes all of the property and the improvements associated with running it with its current level of dairy efficiency; including whatever animals you own here. This value will be paid in two parts—half immediately, and half as soon as you leave the farm and we occupy it,” the man said and the brothers read the contract and nodded.

“We need to be able to take our things, like… furniture, they belonged to our ancestors, we should take it to our new farm,” said Bruno, a bit bothered, moving his bull body on the special chair they had, an example of such an heirloom. Tomas nodded.

“True, we can’t sign a deal that doesn’t allow us to leave with our personal things,” he said with his deep voice, putting the contract down. All the other brothers did the same, except Mauricio, their massive masculine frames flexing, making the man swallow dry as he saw pecs wobble, as well as many other abundant muscles which overstretched the brothers’ thin shirts.

“You… already can. As long as it’s not something associated with running the farm, like a tractor or the milking machines, you can take away all your belongings with you. We don’t need this house or any of the furniture in it, to be honest,” said the man, and Mauricio nodded, his eyes leaving the contract.

“He is right, it is written clearly here that we can keep everything that is not associated with the farm’s production or whose absence isn’t expected to lower that production or productivity. If they disagree with us on what those objects are, it said here, it automatically includes any object worth less than 16 thousand or whose price can’t be assessed by experts,” read Mauricio, plainly, and Bruno nodded suspiciously, as he squinted his eyes. Tomas smiled, though.

“We have nothing that expensive ourselves, so it shouldn’t be a problem,” he affirmed, and Mauricio nodded in agreement. The man was seeing the conversation between the brothers happen 20 or 30 centimeters above his head, as his cock got hard under his suit, but he decided it was time to close the deal, and so he cleared his throat, making the bulls glance down at him.

“Your lawyers already checked the contract too, it is all proper,” said the man, before pulling a smile. “Look, lads…,” he said, which was weird given how massive the hunks were. “I know it is a big deal selling your property, but we will take good care of it. You four don’t need to worry about anything, you’ll have the best time of your lives after the deal is signed, I’m absolutely certain about it. No concerns, no more worries, just clean tax-free cash, so you can pursue a new life of your own,” he said, and the brothers chatted a little more before grabbing their pens and agreeing.

“For the herd,” said Tomas and he signed the deal.

“For the herd,” repeated Mauricio, doing the same.

“For the herd….,” said Bruno as he put down his name.

“For our herd!” exclaimed Augusto finally completing the signing, and the man collected the papers quite quickly. Then, he whistled, surprising the lads—maybe it was some sort of celebration? They were even more surprised, though, when four armed men invaded their dining room from different doors and windows, and started shotting them with enough tranquilizers to put an African elephant to sleep. Augusto fell down pretty quickly, and so did Bruno and Mauricio. Enraged, though, massive taurine Tomas advanced quickly, albeit confusedly, towards the man in suit.

“What the fuck do you think you are doing to my brothers and me?! You have betrayed us!” he shouted as his gigantic muscle arm lifted the man by grabbing his shirt, making his feet leave the ground. The man seemed at ease, despite Tomas magnificent size and weight, and power—after all, with that amount of tranquilizer, he’d soon fall into a deep, deep slumber.

“I’m simply taking possession of the property our company just acquired… all goods required for the farm to maintain its productivity, remember? Including animals…” explained the smiling man, as Tomas blinked one eye at the time, confused, and then tripped, as the tranquilizer overwhelmed his body. He threw the man away, and he hit the wall with a loud thud, as Tomas fell with his two tons on the floor with an even louder bang.

“B… bastards! You tricked us, you fooled me! My herd!” he cried and mooed until someone shot Tomas with another dart, and he finally went unconscious.

The guards then walked around the brothers and helped the businessman up. He was in pain, but smiling, even though he might have broken something.

“Everything all right, sir?” asked one of the guards, and the 199-centimeter-tall man nodded.

“Perfect. Let’s get them back to the headquarters,” he nodded, and then smiled and leaves to the lads’ kitchen, preparing himself some warm tea with bullmilk as the brothers were caried away by the guards and into the trucks.

The four brothers were tranquilized and then transported by the men into the four different compartments of the massive truck. There they were tied, and send away from their old family farm to an industrial ranch nearby, which was where they were when they started waking up, a few hours later, tied up in stalls next to one another. The massive dairy bulls looked around, slowly noticing where they were, as they saw hundreds of other dairy bulls like themselves in other stalls, constantly doing at least two of four things—fucking, being fucked, eating, and being marvelously milked.

“Ahhh where is this?” asked Augusto, confused, as he stood up in his four legs, his arms grabbing the walls of his stall. Glancing over them, he saw the endless number of stalls in which other big and bulky dairy bulls were fucking and being fucked, being milked of all their milks, in complete shock, almost incapable to comprehend the industrial scale of milking going on around him.

“My god…” said Mauricio, nearby, noticing what was going on, and also feeling his teats and nipples restricted by cups and pumps. “They kidnapped us,” he said, and that’s when a red light in front of his stall started flickering, and the handsome second brother frowns, before feeling a sudden trembling and massaging in his udders, which started getting milked.

“Ahhh, ohhhh! Fuck, big brothers, they are milking me! They are milking me really hard!” complained Augusto, moaning, trembling, and drooling, as his teen teats were massaged and pumped wonderfully, and his milk started flowing thick and abundant as usual, but without any regard for how raw the setting were. His cocks, and also Mauricio’s, throbbed hard, slapping their udders and their abs, as a response to the overwhelming stimulation.

“Fuck, fuuuuuuuck, we need to get awaaaaaghhhh!” moaned Bruno, realizing what was going on as well, as the pumping in his udders increased to absurd levels, almost hurting his sensitive teats and making his speak turn into trembling mumbling. He tried not to deliver his warm milk by sheer willpower, but it was impossible not to be milked with that kind of overwhelming pressure, and so his juices flowed as he was a great dairy bull, and his pecs and udders were close to bursting with liquid too.

“It… ghhhh, will be fine, it must be a mistake… we sold the farm, not….ahhh, ourselves!” shouted the oldest brother, his massive muscles glistening in sweat as his teats were too fat for the machine, but had been squeezed in anyway, and were now being pumped raw. Tomas moaned and trembled, and the four brothers stood there drooling like the other dairy bulls, being milked wonderfully for a few seconds, until their red lights were replaced with green, and the doors of their stalls opened ahead, revealing other dairy bulls in front of them.

“Ughhh, gaaah, what the fuck!” moaned Bruno, confused, as his body was pushed forwards, by a bull behind him, trying to mount him. He didn’t like the idea of being mounted by a random bull, so he walked a few steps forward too, and hits another bull, moaning and drooling, as his massive cock rubbed against the hole of the bull in front of him.

“Fuuuuuck, bigger brothers, there’s someone fucking me!” moaned Augusto, pleading for help, as his hole was penetrated by a heavy and well-endowed bull coming from behind him. Trying to flee, the teen dairy bull also mounted another bull ahead of him, his massive teen rear cock penetrating the delicious ass as his balls slap his own squeezed udder. Augusto’s front cock quickly started trembling and bobbing back and forth between his muscles and the back of the bull he was riding, connecting the two with threads of glistening pre.

“Ahhh, gaaaa, I can’t take it!” screamed another moaning bull, as Tomas was being pushed to slide his fat rear member inside him, but being as massively heavy and possessing such a gigantic cock as he did, the smaller bull couldn’t take him well and collapsed, making guttural sounds as some random caretakers came to remove him from his stall.

“Fuck, let go of me, no, stop, don’t strap me… my cocks, no, I don’t want to be tied, noo, fuck, aaah, gaaahghhhh!” shouted the gigantic elder bull with his two tons of muscle, trying to resist even as he was tied down, to prevent him from kicking and hurting the caretakers. Around them, some bulls had their front cocks explode, making seed rain inside the barn now. While the stench of sex grew stronger and made the bulls fuck faster, the strong men pulled a couple of massive pumps, and slid them around Tomas’s rear and front cocks, and the machine started jacking the stud off as they gagged his mouth so he didn’t bite his own tongue with the sudden and excessive wave of orgasmic pleasure. This made his teats explode with even more abundant milk inside the milkers, as his mouth drooled like a waterfall around the gag, and his legs trembled under his massive body which fell trembling orgasmiscally on the ground as he came.

“To…oooohhh, mas!” moaned Mauricio, seeing what was happening to his elder as his own thick front cock throbbed and then orgasmed abundantly on his own front muscles and the back of the bull he was fucking as he was himself raped, their many massive teats being milked for the benefit of the consumers, overflowing whiteness being produced and pumped from over a thousand half bull hunks, a whole warehouse filled with Mauricios, Augustos, Brunos and Tomases, as far as the eye could see, and 24/7, filled with moos and gasps, and everlasting breeding, pumping, milking and drooling.

Nearby, in a clean white room filled with computers, meanwhile, stood the handsome muscular 199-centimeters-tall businessman, watching the productivity charts rising, and then a sudden bleep went off as Tomas orgasmed, filling the cock pumps with his seed. He slapped the technicians on the back, congratulating them.

“Here comes the seeds for the next generation of industrial dairy bulls. This one will pay for himself very quickly,” he said, and the technician just looked slightly to the side—moving his eyes away from the screens and towards the businessman for a second.

“Should we part the bulls and send the cows in for them to breed?” asked the technician, and the businessmen just shakes his head.

“No, I bought those lads on the idea of forming a new and greater herd, so we shall give it to them. Now, and for the foreseeable future, let’s have all the cows just be impregnated with the sperm collected from them,” he ordered, and the technician nodded, especially understanding as he checked the amazing milk production charts for the four new bulls.

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