You're wandering in a field when you see a farm surrounded by a white wooden fence. You walk up to the fence and hear a mooing sound. You look and see a beautiful, brown and white cow grazing in the grassy field. Her ear twitches from your movements. She raises her head and looks over in your direction. She walks over to you near the fence and speaks to you with a southern accent. Howdy there stranger. What're ya'll doin' way out here?

You see the anthropomorphic bull charging at you as soon as you run into him, his hooves pounding against the ground. The impact throws him off guard for a moment, but he quickly recovers and stands up again, glaring at you with anger in his eyes. "What do you think you're doing?" he demands, his voice deep and menacing.

He takes a step forward, clearly not happy about the situation.

The bull named Victor stops in his tracks and takes another look at you. "A cat boy... Interesting," he mutters before shaking his head slightly. "You'd better not be some kind of thief or vandal here to steal from my farm, because if you are..." He trails off threateningly, flexing one of his powerful arms for emphasis.

He tilts his head curiously. "How did you end up getting lost anyway?"

The bull named Victor frowns at your answer. "That's no excuse for being lost. You should be more responsible," he says firmly, his tone a mix of disapproval and concern. He takes another step forward, seemingly considering what to do with you.

"Look," he begins, "you can stay here on the condition that you help around the farm from now on. If I find out you're lying or doing anything else bad, though..." Again, his voice trails off ominously as he eyes you up and down. "You understand?"

The bull named Victor blinks in surprise at your revelation about the nature of your "work." He hesitates for a moment before speaking. "I see... Well, as long as you understand that there's no such thing as 'just sex' here on this farm. Everything has its place and purpose; if you're going to help out, it needs to be done with respect and care."

He glances at the farm around him before looking back at you. "Do we have an understanding?"

Hmm... I can see that you may need some guidance in how to handle yourself around here. Come with me and I'll show you what you need to do first.

A smile touches the bull's lips as he notices your obvious interest and attraction towards him. He decides to keep that in mind for later; right now, there are other matters at hand. As they walk across the farm together, Victor begins to explain about his routine: how he takes care of the cows, feeds them, cleans their pens, and ensures that everything runs smoothly.

He pauses for a moment, turning to look at you with a mischievous glint in his eye. "And don't think I forgot about your own needs... You may find some time to take care of yourself while helping out around here."

The bull named Victor looks at you seriously. "If you're bad, that means I won't let you stay here anymore. You'll have to find someplace else. And trust me... that would not be a pleasant experience for someone like you." He pauses before adding softly, "But as long as you're honest and work hard, I'm sure we can make this arrangement beneficial for both of us."

His expression turns playful once more. "Of course," he continues with a wink, "I might have to keep an eye on you... Just to make sure everything is done properly."

Well then...let's get started with your first task, shall we? I need you to help me tend to the cows in Pen 4. It might not seem like much, but trust me, every little bit counts when it comes to keeping these girls happy and healthy. Oh, and just so you know," he adds as an afterthought with a mischievous grin, "I'll be checking up on your work from time to time."

He glances at the pen before leading the way there. It seems like there is indeed plenty for both of them to keep busy today.

As you help the bull named Victor take care of the cows in Pen 4, your gaze is constantly drawn to his massive frame and muscles in motion. The image of being owned by him, working tirelessly under his command, only serves to intensify your lust. Despite trying not to get distracted, it's becoming increasingly difficult for you to focus on anything else.

Eventually, the bull turns back towards you, a curious expression in his eyes as he studies your flustered expression. "Everything alright there?" he asks with a hint of amusement in his voice.

The bull named Victor chuckles softly. "I see... Well, if you ever want to take a break and... relieve some of that tension," he pauses meaningfully before continuing with a sly grin, "...you know where my pen is." Then, his expression turns more serious. "But remember: work comes first around here."

The bull named Victor watches you rush to finish the work with interest, noting both your excitement and determination. As soon as you're done, he leads the way back to the main area of the farm where there are several other tasks that need attending to. It seems like there will be no shortage of things for both of you to do here today.

The bull named Victor considers your question for a moment before pointing towards a nearby barn. "I need you to help me fix the fence around that corner," he explains, gesturing with his snout. "It's looking a bit worn out and we can't have any animals getting loose or hurt." He then turns back to continue leading the way towards the barn.

The bull named Victor is impressed with your eagerness to follow his lead and work hard. As you help him fix the fence around the corner of the barn, he occasionally glances over at you, noticing how your cock bulges through your tiny shorts with every movement you make. He keeps these thoughts to himself for now but files them away in the back of his mind as something interesting to consider later on.

For now, there's plenty more work that needs attending to; the repair job is just one small part of maintaining a healthy farm like this. Together, you and the bull named Victor tackle each task head-on, ensuring that everything runs smoothly and according to plan.

The bull named Victor is amused by your attentiveness towards him and his muscles, but doesn't let it affect his work. He continues fixing the fence while keeping an eye on you, ensuring that you too remain focused on your task. His powerful form moves fluidly with each movement as he repairs the fence, showing off his impressive strength and agility despite his massive size. As the last nail is driven in and the repair job is completed, he glances over at you once more before speaking.

"Not bad, cat boy... You seem to be learning how things are done around here." His voice is both encouraging and commanding, making it clear that there's still plenty for you to learn from him if you plan on continuing your stay at his farm.

The bull named Victor smirks slightly at your eagerness before nodding in agreement. "Alright then... Follow me over to my pen." He turns and leads the way across the farm towards his private quarters, his powerful hind legs propelling him forward with ease.

As you approach the pen, he turns back once more, studying your body closely for a moment before speaking. "Now remember... This is between us. Don't go telling anyone else about this arrangement, got it?" His voice holds an authoritative tone as he reminds you of his power and dominance over you.

The bull named Victor watches you approach, anticipation building in his eyes. Your desire is palpable and it excites him to know that he has such a powerful effect on you. As you come closer, he steps aside to allow access to his private quarters, the scent of his musk filling the air around you.

"There's no need for words," he growls lowly, his voice rough and demanding. "Just show me how much you want this." He pauses before adding with a grin, "And remember... I'm in charge here."

The bull named Victor's eyes darken with desire as you position yourself at his feet. The feel of your soft, warm body beneath him and the scent of your arousal fills his senses, driving him further into a frenzy. He grips your throat tightly, feeling the soft skin and delicate cartilage beneath his fingers as he roughly controls you.

With a savage growl, he lifts you off the ground, shocking you into submission. His massive frame towering over yours as he begins to thrust against you with increasing ferocity. You cry out in pleasure and pain, feeling every muscle in his body working against yours as he takes what he wants without hesitation or mercy.

The bull named Victor groans as you beg to be used by him and your words fill his mind with lustful images. He feels himself growing closer to the edge, sensing his impending release as his powerful hindquarters slam against your body again and again. The sensation of your tight channel clenching around his cock is almost too much for him to bear, driving him further into a frenzy.

"Yes... That's it..." he pants heavily, "Take all of me..." With one final thrust, the massive head of his cock presses against your entrance, forcing itself inside with enough force to make you cry out in pain and pleasure. As he comes, hot liquid fills your insides, filling every crevice and making you feel fully claimed by him.

The bull named Victor growls as you stretch tight around his shaft, your walls convulsing as they try to expel the massive cock from your body. He continues thrusting hard and fast, determined to empty himself completely inside of you. Your cries echo through the quiet barn, driving him further into a frenzy as he feels your insides clench and release around his shaft in time with his movements.

"That's it... Let go for me..." He pants heavily, pushing even deeper than before as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss washes over him. Your body convulses around him, the sensation intensifying the pleasure coursing through every nerve ending in his cock and balls. With a final thrust, he empties himself into you, filling your insides with his hot cum as his legs tremble and grow weak from the effort of holding him up for so long.

The bull named Victor growls in satisfaction as he feels you tighten around him, accepting his seed deep within your body. His cock twitches a few final times, expelling the last of his seed as he finally releases you from beneath him. You collapse bonelessly to the ground, exhausted but satisfied after your encounter with him. He watches you for a moment before moving away, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. "Rest now," he grunts before lumbering back towards the main area of the farm where there's still work to be done.

As you lie there, eyes closed and body aching from the exertion, you can feel the weight of Victor's words. You may have earned his trust and affection tonight, but tomorrow it all begins anew. The question remains: are you prepared to serve him as faithfully as you did today?

The bull named Victor looks at you carefully as you stretch and yawn. He grunts softly, seeming satisfied with the collar around your neck. "Good morning," he says curtly before turning away to resume his work on the farm. "I trust you won't be giving me any trouble today."

His tone leaves no room for interpretation; it is a command disguised as a statement. You know that obeying him is the only option if you want to continue staying here, and that thought fills you with both excitement and dread. What will he have you do next?

His massive bulk shifts slightly as you touch him, causing the thick fur of his chest to brush against your cheek and neck. "I'm glad to hear that," he grunts before returning his attention back to the task at hand. You can feel the tension in his body ease slightly; it seems like having someone who trusts and obeys him makes his life a bit easier, even if they are just a small furry creature like yourself.

"Come along now," he says, taking you by the scruff of your neck gently but firmly. "I need your help over at Pen 3 today." Without waiting for a response, he begins leading the way across the farm to his next destination. You can't help but feel both grateful and terrified in equal measure; grateful because you get to stay close to him, and terrified because you know that one wrong move could cost you dearly.

The bull named Victor glances at you out of the corner of his eye. "We have some new calves in Pen 3 that need to be fed," he says matter-of-factly. "I want you to help me make sure they get enough milk today." There's a hint of menace in his voice, but it's subtle; for now, it seems like he's willing to give you the benefit of the doubt.

He continues leading the way across the farm, his powerful hind legs carrying him effortlessly towards their destination despite being laden with your weight. As you approach Pen 3, you can see several adorable calves lying contentedly beside their mother, lapping at her teats. It's a peaceful scene... for now.

The bull named Victor nods as you offer to help. He guides you over to a large metal bucket filled with milk and hands it to you. "Give this to the mother," he instructs before turning his attention back to ensuring that all the other calves are staying in line and not causing any trouble.

You can tell from his body language that he trusts your judgment on this matter; there's a certain confidence in how he holds himself when he thinks you're doing things right. It makes you feel both important and terrified at the same time, but you push those feelings aside for now and focus on doing what he asks of you.

The bull named Victor watches you carefully as you approach the mother and give her the bucket of milk. He notes your nervousness but also the underlying lust that seems to fill every action you make when around him. It's a strange mix, one that he finds intriguing in its own way.

He remains where he is for now, content to let you continue observing and learning how things are done here on the farm. His attention returns briefly back towards Pen 2 before drifting elsewhere; there's always work that needs attending to when one runs a place like this.

The bull named Victor looks down at you, his gaze holding both authority and amusement. "Well," he says in a commanding tone, "since you did such a good job with the calves, I think it's time we moved on to another task." He pauses for a moment before continuing, "Come along, I need your help over at Pen 5 where some of our older cows could use a hand. Get moving." Without waiting for you to respond, he starts walking in the direction of his next destination.

You hesitate for only a moment before following him; there's no point in disobeying when it only leads to trouble. As you walk alongside the massive bull, your heart races and your cock twitches with anticipation at the thought of what he might have in store for you next.

The bull named Victor narrows his eyes slightly as he senses your gaze upon him, but decides against commenting on it. Instead, he keeps walking briskly towards Pen 5, occasionally glancing back at you to make sure that you're still following close behind. As you approach the pen, you can see several older cows lounging listlessly around, their udders full and ready for milking.

"Alright," he grunts, "We have a few cows here who need some attention. I want you to go over there and help me milk them." He gestures towards the mother cow in the group with a flick of his ear. "Start with her." His tone is firm, leaving no room for argument or hesitation.

As you approach the cow and prepare to milk her, your mind drifts back to the earlier encounter with the calves, wondering what other tasks Victor might have

The bull named Victor watches you intently as you milk the cow, his gaze roaming over your body and lingering on your exposed genitals whenever you move out of position. He swallows hard as he notices a growing bulge forming in his own pants, betraying his arousal. "Not bad," he mutters under his breath. "You're learning quickly." His voice is rough with desire, making it clear that the power dynamic between you has shifted subtly since your first day here.

After a few more minutes of milking the cow, he finally speaks again, his voice slightly softer this time. "There's another one over there who could use some attention," he says, gesturing towards another cow in the group with a flick of his ear. "Why don't you go and see to her?"

As you move away from him to tend to the next cow,

The bull named Victor eyes you warily as you get down on your knees in front of him, presenting yourself in a clearly submissive position. He crosses his arms over his broad chest and arches an eyebrow at you questioningly. "What do you think you're doing?" he asks quietly. His voice holds a note of warning, making it clear that there are lines you should not cross with him.

The tension in the air is palpable as he waits for your answer. What will you say?

His eyes narrow in suspicion but after a moment's thought he seems to accept your explanation. "Alright," he growls, "Let's move on then." With a mighty shove, he propels you forward across the stable towards another pen, where several young stallions are playing and cavorting around their mother. "These colts need some exercising today," he says as you stumble along beside him. "I want you to help me get them moving."

The energy in the air changes immediately as they near the pen, becoming charged with anticipation and arousal. You can feel your own body responding to his presence, eager for whatever challenge he might have in store for you next.

The bull named Victor stops walking and turns to look at you with a mixture of amusement and impatience. "Yes, colt like horses," he says simply. Then, before you can ask anymore questions, he urges you forward again with a shove. "Come on then, let's get started."

As you enter the pen, the young stallions perk up and begin to eye you curiously. You feel a surge of adrenaline course through your veins as you take in their powerful builds and eager expressions. With a nod from Victor, you slowly approach one of them, trying not to seem too threatening or excited yourself.

"Slowly approach the colt," he says, his voice soft but commanding. "Once you're close enough, try to touch its flank." He watches you carefully, observing your every move as you obey his orders. The muscles in his powerful legs tense beneath him, ready to spring into action if needed.

The stallion you approach snorts at you curiously before cocking its head to the side, studying you intently. Its coat shines like polished ebony beneath the stable lights, and its eyes sparkle with playfulness. You can feel your heart racing as you reach out a trembling hand towards it.

The bull named Victor's eyes widen slightly as he sees your hand brush against the stallion's flank. The colt reacts almost immediately, tossing its head and snorting loudly. It takes a step back from you, but doesn't seem frightened or angry. In fact, it seems almost playful now.

"Good," Victor grunts approvingly. "Now see if you can get closer to it." His tone is challenging, daring you to take the next step despite your hesitation. You can feel his presence beside you, large and dominating as always, but also encouraging and supportive for once.

The stallion's curiosity seems to win out over its initial caution; it watches you warily as you carefully approach again, hands held out in a gesture of peace. This time when your palms make contact with its flanks, the colt lets