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daisys-gard3n · 1 year
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Man, I can't stop thinking about hucow Rykiel he just wants to love and be loved and I want to take care of him, my sweet baby 🥺
Oh he's so brand new to your farm and he's so anxious, you just gotta help him get used to how everything is ran around here. He has cute little curved horns and little ears that look like they're always flopped down, his tail sticks straight up with you startle him like a cat. And he probably wears a bell collar just so you know where he is if he runs off into hiding after getting scared by one of the other creatures. You just have to work on getting him all nice and comfortable, taking babysteps and eventually he wont be so anxious around you. He'll be able to talk to you about his day or any troubles he has, he'll lessen how much he fidgets, and generally he'll be less stressed out. The first time he has to get milked? Hoo man, you have to make him sit and hold onto something while he's whining and squirming the whole time you're massaging his chest. Hucow chests (if they're not bull breeds) are v sensitive, Rykiel's barely been touched so this is gonna be a whole new experience for him. Grabbing onto your arms as you milk him, tears in his eyes while whining and panting as you squeeze at his nipples to empty his chest out. Might cum his pants if you do it long enough. Eventually though...You're gonna get a clingy cow on your radar. Cuddling up on you and even taking the lead of saying he needs to be milked, just to have you touch at him. Who knows, you might have an opportunity to sell his cum for insemination because he's starting to cozy on up to you. You always do everything for him, why can he do the same to you? He might have been anxious at the beginning but he's still a good male, he can take care of you too. Although, Rykiel sort of pavloved himself into needing nipple stimulation to get off, so he'll be dragging your hands to his chest and begging you to play with them while he's stuffed deep inside of you. He could also ask if you could suck on his tits while he rutted into you. Safe to say Rykiel's very well adjusted to the farm now.
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sister-lucifer · 9 months
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the fucking DEATH GRIP hucow/farmhand AUs have on me rn isn’t even fucking funny. moo bitch
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mrs-bluemarine · 1 year
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You see where I'm going with this yes
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the-illiterate-pirate · 10 months
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Rykiel would be the cutest scrawniest cow hybrid and he'd let out the tiniest moo when you hugged him
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fat-hedonistic-hogs · 2 months
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Of course the farm has to expand to stand a chance against the pros! an ocha-cow a mina-cow tsu-cow! Ocha is definitely strawberry milk.. I do wonder.. What does invisible milk taste like?..
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"Toru? Oh her milk is just plain... doesn't really have any flavor. Better than nothing but not exactly stellar. But if she eats or drinks something than her milk actually gets that flavor! It's a neat trick."
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fatkish · 30 days
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Todoroki boys x Cow Hybrid Reader
Hybrid AU
In this AU, Enji wasn’t an abusive father, instead of being a hero in this world, Enji is the proud owner of Endeavor Farms. His farm is home to Hybrids that he breeds and sells. He’s trained each of his sons on how to handle the hybrids and how to care for them. The farm sells milk, wool, produce, etc. Enji had heard of a mistreated and very skittish cow hybrid that was rescued from an underground hybrid ring. These rings are notorious for either being a sex ring that makes money off of people’s kinks or fetishes using hybrids or for being fighting rings where hybrids are made to fight each other and people bet on them. Enji decided that this would be a perfect first hybrid for his sons to experience. So he brought the hybrid to his farm and put them in the barn in their own stall.
Enji:
Despite his intimidating demeanor and appearance he’s actually very kind and gentle with his hybrids and animals
He treats them all nicely since happy animals means better produce
He’s tall and muscular so you thought he was some kind of hybrid, especially since he smelled like them but since it was nighttime when you arrived at his farm, you couldn’t tell
He checked your hooves and made sure to trim them since he has the most experience with it
Surprisingly he’s one of the first people you were comfortable around
He prefers the machines since it’s a faster milking process but he’s not opposed to milking by hand
Touya/Dabi:
He teases you
He was the last person who you let milk you
You learned to trust him when he saved you from coyotes one night. They had somehow gotten past the dogs that protected the farm and were about to attack you when Touya got in between you and them. Seeing him get bit by them, you charged the coyotes and drove them away
You both were bitten and had several scratches but you didn’t care, you wanted to make sure Touya was safe
Touya doesn’t have a preference but does enjoy the noises you make when the machine milks you
Natsuo:
Natsuo had gone to medical school to learn how to treat hybrids and became a licensed doctor for hybrids
He gives check ups on all the hybrids and animals
He gave you a check up when you got to the farm, making sure you were healthy and that you didn’t have any underlying health issues or conditions
He was the third person you trusted
He’s very gentle and is kind of a clown
He’s constantly making jokes since that’s how he learned to help his patients nervousness
He’s pretty funny
He doesn’t have a preference when it comes to milking by hand or using the machine, whichever one you’re more comfortable with is what he uses
Shoto:
He was the second person you were comfortable around
Since he’s still rather young, you tend to view him more as a child or a smaller animal
His aloof personality is what makes you feel safe around him
He was the first person who was able to milk you since you’re a dairy cow
He often takes walks around the farm with you
He sometimes takes naps in the barn with the animals. Since you’re more comfortable around animals than humans, you stuck with the cows on the farm. When you saw how comfortable they were with him and how they trusted him, you decided he was trustworthy too
He spoils you the most, he gives you treats more often than anyone else
He prefers to milk you by hand instead of using the machines
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the-writing-mill · 8 months
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Last line challenge
Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or however many you like).
Tagged by the lovely @sankt-jesper
He could feel, finally, a bit of life nearby. He couldn’t even identify any sense of life to tell how much of it was sapient, or how many living things were nearby. He couldn’t really tell how far he was sensing. He focused back on what should have been the bar.
(Doing last paragraph then last line because I'm in the middle of a Force feeling scene so things are purposefully short and choppy and "He focused back on what should have been the bar" seems unfairly short if floating alone)
Tagging uh... @cabezadeperro, @callacabforme, @sparkythesheep, @elthadriel, and @silverxsakura, if y'all want
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sluttbuttsstuff · 2 years
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Hucow!Mista, taking a shower cause he a stinky boy😈
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callie-flower · 11 months
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SHUT the hell up everybody i have a desperate need to talk sbout cownix. my gal. my sweet little hucow girl. FUCK you im not arguing wjth a guy with bug brown eyes let me kiss you.
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austajunk · 2 years
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How about Chihisouda (Kazuichi x Chihiro) as Werewolves? And they do they do the knot safe for work things?
Spicy! Happy Late Halloween!
Breading and such below the cut.
Chihiro thought his jaw would hurt as he opened his mouth to let that hard cock push its way inside.
Actually, he had lost his thoughts as soon as Kazuichi growled and whimpered, slapping Chihiro’s frail lips with his shaft. He demanded entry, but was holding back from simply mounting the smaller werewolf and pounding them into the dirt. Chihiro was honestly moved. As needy of a werewolf as Kazuichi was, he never thought he could hold himself back like this.
That all changed as soon as Chihiro ran his tongue along the pulsing meat, the unbearable heat wafting from Kazuichi’s dick enthralling him completely. With the last of his thoughts going to pray that no one would find them in these dark fields, Chihiro groaned as the cock made its way towards the back of his throat. All that was left was the urge to falter onto his back and let the larger werewolf jam himself inside of his puckered hole.
The bronze eyes begged Kazuichi as he continued to messily suck him off. Breed me. Give me your knot…
Slurp. Slurp.
Who knew Chihiro could be such a dutiful mate? Kazuichi was glad he had gotten lost with the smaller girl—or so he thought. When his wet nose had explored Chihiro’s body, he had found his smaller cock and before he knew it, he had given it a hungry and curious lick with his rough tongue. Chihiro had mewled and opened his body to him and Kazuichi felt the inhibitions slip right away.
It was fine. They both wanted this.
Before his seed could be wasted in Chihiro’s sweet mouth, Kazuichi panted and tore his cock from those lips. With his muzzle, he gently urged Chihiro down on his belly and squatted behind him. His cock flopped in the dark, looking for his entrance until he finally found the right hole. With a hefty grunt, he began to push inside.
What a cute, pink asshole Chihiro had…
The entrance clung around his dick and made the wolf above shudder in pleasure. So tight and warm… but welcoming all the same. Kazuichi savored the pleasant squeals from his partner as he sank deeper inch by inch.
A thick, knotted bulge brushed at the opening of Chihiro’s ass until Kazuichi started moving his hips to and fro frantically. Again and again, he pounded the smaller wolf until his large knot started to break through, until they were truly connected.
When the knot slammed inside and plugged his mate, Kazuichi let out a sharp and loud howl into the night sky. He had done it. The hot hose splatter of cock cream shot inside of Chihiro’s ass, forcing him to to start pawing and scratching up the dirt.
“Nghh-!”
Chihiro squealed, his tail wagging as his belly was filled to the brim. The seed flowed up against his walls, stopped only by the firm knot inside of his ass.
Kazuichi grunted again and fell to the ground, his sharp teeth burying into Chihiro’s shoulder. The bite hurt only for a moment, but Chihiro took it as something more tender and caring. He brushed his paws through Kazuichi’s hair and then let his eyes flutter sleepily as the pants of the one above him lulled gently into the darkness…
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messycunt · 1 year
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So.. I just red your Hucow Collection on Ao3 and that alternate AU where MC is the Breeding Cow had me well.. Listening? Reading? Blushing, Screaming? Ahem. No because imagine Cow Hybrid! MC as the farms breeding Cow🗣
All the Bulls fawn over her and just want to breed her silly. Of course, crowley would make immense Profit from having his bulls mate with such a pretty little cow! Or the rivalry that would blossom between the boys! Oh and not to forget MC's best selling Milk! It just tastes so sweet that everyone wants some💕
Just wanted to share that thought with you! (feel frew to write about it)
May i take the place/role of 🎀 - Anon if it isnt taken already?<3
Eat enough and stay hydrated Lovely💋
WELCOME BOW ANON I whipped this up in like 15 mins just throwing stuff out there 
characters: Cater, Trey, Ace, Deuce, Crowly, Vil, Rook, Epel, Riddle, Idia, Kalim, Malleus, Lilia 
cw: hybrids(hucows), lactation, breeding kink, exhibitionism, three/foursome, double penetration in one hole, dumbification, afab reader
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so so much can come of this like just go along w me here kay?
Ace and Deuce being too impatient to take turns with you like usual but too horny to bother properly fighting so they resort to trying to shove themselves into your dripping hole at the same time. Stretching you almost to your limit but it's ok because you'll endure it for them right?
Cater and Trey share you often as well but not in the way you'd think, usually their "shared quality time" with you involves Trey doing all the actual pussy pounding and Cater off to the side or in a corner somewhere(taking a few pics and vids for later) at his own personal insistence. He'd rather enjoy the view and Trey knows how to get you worked up better anyways in his own words.
Riddle's favorite thing about you is your breasts, especially drinking from them. It's warm and comforting and he enjoys cuddling up close to your chest and suckling from you after sex more than he does the sex itself. He would die before he would admit that to you tho.
You didn't think Crowley would let the boys have all the fun without having his own fill from time to time did you? Sure he keeps you all more than taken care of and well fed out of the goodness of his heart but it gets so tiring and stressful sometimes. Surely you wouldn't mind keeping him "company" under his desks while he works would you?
Kalim thinks you're adorable! Your eyes are so pretty and your ears are so cute and soft to the touch, well his are too but yours are special cus they're yours! He just loves touching and licking and kissing you all over.
The Pome trio oh boy. Whether it's making out with Epel as he desperately gripes at your body while you're both pounded by Rook and Vil respectively or innocently taking Rook and Vil up on their offer to service you with a full body oil massage they've always got something that they thoroughly planned beforehand ready for you.
Idia's intense infatuation[read obsession] with you is more than enough to have him act out of character from time to time. He is unexpectedly blunt with you about all the almost grossly kinky things he'd like to do with you, or what he'd have you do to him in most cases. Unsurprisingly tho he loses most of his tack in the moment, poor boy gets so deliriously pussy drunk you'd think he's the one getting their guts rearranged.
Malleus is rather possessive, shocker I know. It would be delusional of him to think he could have you to himself in the traditional sense but he at very least likes to have you to himself in the heat of the moment so sharing you is completely off the table… with one exception. Lilia finds the love Malleus has for you cute and has inclined himself to join in on your endeavors once or twice. Bringing his hands to your chest from behind you to pinch and pull at your leaking nipples while you ride Malleus like your life depends on it. Whispering cheeky things into your ear before locking eyes with the large black pelted bull and urging him to pump you full of his seed and impregnate you with his calf. 
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cookie-crumblr · 11 months
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AU’s With Alastair~
Animal hybrid AU
Part 1
!!MINORS DNI!!
CW: F! reader/reader has a vagina, NSFW, reader and allie are owned by a human, treated like animals, heat, non human genitalia(he has a barbed cock), lactation kink, loss of consciousness, breeding kink, creampie, biting,
!!MINORS DNI!!
You were born to a cute cow lady, and Alastair to a gorgeous feline. It all seemed completely meant to be, as you came to be at the same time.
At least he saw it that way.
You and him grew up always by each others sides’ on a farm in the countryside, far away from anything else.
His mom abandoned him with his little sister and brother, which you don’t think is uncommon for cat folk.
But you bet it would be hard for anyone, let alone a small child that now has to care for two other children with only himself.
You are both older now.
Once your respective cycles started, you had to start taking short breaks from each other.
And now you’re old enough to “work” on the farm like the other hucow ladies…
“Alright girl, you’ll have to settle with a bull eventually,” The farmer spoke a little agitatedly or maybe just tiredly, either way your heart wracked intensely with guilt.
Today had felt so painfully long.
The farmer brought bull hybrids in from all across the country to court you…
Your big eyes stay downcast, wetness clumping your pretty lashes. “I know… ‘m sorry sir, I jus’… Don’t love any of them proper.”
The farmer lets out a long sigh, “Get some rest, Y/N”
Neither you nor the farmer were aware of Alastair watching from the second story window of the bright red barn.
“That stupid farmer.” His ear flicks irritatedly as he thinks. “only caring about production, and not for Y/N at all…” His fists ball while burning holes into the side of the farmer’s head with his stare. “Why’s it gotta be a bull anyway?” He wonders.
Has a hybrid of another species been able to impregnate another hybrid before?
He’s absolutely sure it’s possible.
If not, he’ll make it possible.
Besides, nobody loves you more than he does.
A breeze passes through your hair, and flows all the way up to Allie. Ears now perked up and swiveled all the way toward you, he can smell your heat coming.
That’s probably why the farmer is in such a rush to get you mated.
Alastair has always stayed away from you while you both were on your cycles, for fear of ruining what you have together.
This time he can’t.
Tomorrow he’ll stay with you.
Another evening comes and Alastair finds you whining and writhing in your stable, you’re clearly burning up and desperate.
Face shining with sweat, with barely any clothes on, and the fabric that does try and cover you, is instead stuck to your skin, showing him your peaked nipples and your puffy, glistening lips through it.
He stops in his tracks, mouth agape, his tiny fangs peaking out from behind his lips.
He doesn’t really know what he was expecting.
But god, it wasn’t this…
He thought he was ready.
His shorts are feeling uncomfortably tighter.
You notice him as he swallows.
“Allie! uhm….” You start to cover up with a jean jacket, and he rushes over to you.
“Y/N, it’s… *ahem*… It’s okay! I’m actually here to help!”
“Allie…” Tears stain your cheeks. You get on your knees and present to him, “Then… Please, help me.”
A harsh swallow bobs his addams apple, making his choker shift.
He’s ready.
He takes his claws to your shorts and rips right through them, the freedom, and chill of the air sends shivers through your body.
He untied the silk ribbon he uses as a belt, and undid his shorts.
Next his crochet sweater was discarded to the hay covered ground.
“Wait, Y/N… I-wanttofaceyou…”
You oblige, thinking he’s adorable, and roll over, legs spread, inviting him in.
You’re breathing heavily.
He lifts your top exposing your chest.
Then he leans down to literally kitten lick your nipple, and gently flicks the other one, taking turns for both without leaving the other.
The effect is maddening.
You’re whimpering and throwing your head this way and that. Little “pleases” and “oh my goodnesses” falling from your part lips.
He smiles at this, getting the exact reactions he’s always imagined from you. His perfect beloved.
Dick now taken in his hand, he slaps your puffy cunt, before rubbing it down.
Something kind of stings as he drags down, but it’s so hot and hard it feels like everything you need right now.
“Please, Alastair… I want you inside me… I… really do love you.” You say desperation, and truth seeping from your words.
He almost breaks hearing those four words at the end, but he sets that aside for after, when he can just cuddle you. And tell you how much he’s always loved you.
His tip slides into your desperately wet hole, opening you further.
“Ahhh” You shudder as you begin to feel that which your body craves.
He slowly bottoms out, and stays there, feeling you pulse around him. His head becoming light.
He has to move.
He pulls out quick to snap him back in control of himself.
“AHHH!” You barely make out the scream as your own voice as you black out in an instant. Sharp pain and harsh, hot pleasure zapping through your insides at the same time as if a lightning bolt came down and smited you.
“Y/N! Y/N! Oh no, oh fuck, oh god” Alastair babbles as he accidentally slides back into you, to meet his face to yours.
He cradles you, his body smaller than yours, but he’s always been way stronger than he appears.
“Y/N…”
You come to only seconds later, your body burning hotter than before, you gasp, and pant.
“Allie? what… happened…”
“I didn’t think….” he’s crying into your neck. “I-I… I’m so sorry, Y/N. I shouldn’t of-”
“It felt so good…”
“What?” His cheeks reddened. “I mean, are you sure?”
Ending his thought you brought his face down to yours for a kiss. He rocked deeper into you In response.
You felt that familiar drag, as he rocked back slightly, before jamming himself in all the way.
“You like that? You want me to plow into you?” His demeanor completely changed in a split second. “Say Squishmallow if you want me to stop.” He leans in to whisper, and then kisses your neck.
You nod enthusiastically.
His hand finds your tit, when he looks down suddenly. “Wait, Y/N! Look! You really don’t need a bull!” he holds his now wet hand up.
You shift to look down and sure enough you’re lactating!
He hurries to shove one in his mouth and begins to suck, and lick as he paws at the fatty part. This is your first time being milked, and it’s your best friend!
It feels heavenly.
his tongue doing laps around you.
You cry out, “Alastair!” followed by a series of “Oh”’s
He starts pushing as deep as he can go into you.
He pulls out slow this time, as he does the pleasure mixes with pain and you feel yourself producing more and more milk, it’s building up so fast in the one he’s neglecting.
“Please! hah! swap!” You moan exasperated.
He releases with a hearty *pop!* And quickly switches to your other breast, not leaving the other one defenseless this time, he squeezes and rubs circles around your nipple.
“Your milk tastes so good, Y/N, this farm is so lucky!” his eyes are clouded over now with lust.
He’s all the way out of you again, and he slams back in with all of his might causing you to bounce.
“Ahh!” You’re almost shaking it feels so good! “M-More!” you moan.
He obliges and pulls out not as slow, but still slow enough you don’t pass out again. Then he sets the pace for the session.
Slamming into you over and over again, your legs and hips folding more and more each time so he can get impossibly deeper.
He’s purring now, vibrating your sensitive buds as he alternates and sucks on each one, never leaving either unattended.
His skin is slamming against yours, and you swear at this point you feel him hitting your cervix.
You need his cum so badly, your body burns with this sole desire as you’re becoming so overstimulated.
You’re sure you’re babbling nonsense at this point but he continues to pound you as if he has no other purpose but to breed you right here, right now.
“Are you close?”
“Yesh,” you let out a breathy slur, mind hazy and floating with the stars above.
He pounds impossibly harder, rocking your bodies into the wooden wall of the stable.
You hold on for dear life as you come undone around his cock.
Seconds later with one final thrust and he’s shooting thick, hot ropes into you. You feel so full and your temperature starts to decrease back to normal instantly.
You squeeze him, as he lets go of your chest with another satisfied *pop*
“I love you, Allie…”
“I love you too, Y/N, so freaking much.”
He stays inside you as he readjusts to cuddle on top of you, limbs tangled, and both of you breathing heavily.
A little too soon later and the farmer is walking in, he doesn’t give you even a chance to hide Alastair, before spying you both.
“What is this?!”
“Sorry sir!” You sit up, tipping Allie off of you
“Woah!” He exclaims, as he slips, sliding out of you, his cum leaking onto the floor.
“AH!” You squeal from his exit, as milk sprays from your still engorged tits.
The farmer’s eyes widen, “Well… I can’t really complain with this outcome.” He takes his hat off to scratch his balding head. “Well Alastair, looks like you officially work for me now, specifically with Y/N.” he turns to leave mumbling, “if it works, it works i guess… How come i ain’t never thought of cat folk?”
You both giggle, before your temp starts to rise again.
“Allie! Help?”
“Yes, ma’am!” he folds you over yourself again, and slips in easier this time.
“Oh, you’re perfectly prepped from last round… Remember the safe word?”
“mmhmm!”
This time he bends over to your neck and bites you as he pulls out. It hurts in both places, but it feels so good, like an electric shock going straight through your body to your core.
He’s back to purring loudly as he starts to slam back into your abused and throbbing pussy.
You both come quicker this time, your moans and his mewls becoming one mini orchestra to your fuzzy ears.
His tail swishing with his motions, and yours sticking straight out, as tensed as your curled toes.
You feel his hot cum filling you up for the second time, you can tell it’s even more this time, and your own orgasm milks him for everything he’s worth.
This time after, you both drift off into a comfortable sleep, while holding eachother close as possible.
When you wake again, you’ll still have eachother, and you’ll be together for whatever comes next…
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valve3nthusiast · 4 months
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Just had a deranged idea manifest my head about racers being treated like racehorses in a functionalist hellscape cybertron au, and Deadlock and Hot Rod become breeding stock in a facility for making "designer" racers
I think I sort of understand what the hucow people are on about now bc I'm imagining them with swollen milky tits and big fat baby bumps, showered in treats and praise from the handlers for always getting bred up so easy with strong and healthy racecar bitlets
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smallestapplin · 2 years
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Hello~
If you are comfortable with this
I would like bull ingo to confess to his favorite farmer that he would like to spend the mating season with them.
And the farmer domming him and telling ingo that they've knew about his little crush on them when they noticed that their panties have been going missing from the dirty cloths
Secret pervert ingo is my jam!
I love my friends, gotta be my favorite brain cell.
🔞18+Only!🔞
CW: hybrid au! AFAB reader! Panty stealing, panty sniffing, rut cycles, lemme know if i missed anything
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In all his life, Ingo never once felt the urge to mate or to take a mate.
It’s one of the reasons he was thankful you took him in on your farm sanctuary. Here he didn’t need to do anything, yet he still tries to help you around your farm.
You always tell him he doesn’t have to, but he wants to! He wants to help, he wants to prove himself.
Ingo doesn’t know when he started trying to prove himself to you, he wants to show and prove he’s a good mate!
He isn’t sure when he started trying to court you.
But the longer he’s on your farm, the more he wants you. To be your life mate would be a dream come true!
You’ve obviously picked up something, he shows no interest in any of the others on your farm, not even when some cow hybrids go into heat! Not even in his own rut does he show an interest in anyone.
Anyone except you.
He adores you.
He loves you!
How he wishes you’d look at him how he looks at you.
The silver bull hybrid is your second shadow by this point, the second you leave your home he’s right there, following you and helping you.
He’s always such a sweetheart, you are none the wiser to his late night activities.
Ingo is aware you leave your laundry room window unlocked. It’s his favorite place to be, if he’s honest.
He always digs through your dirty clothes, hoping to find what he’s looking for. And when he does he can help but swig his thin tail.
Your dirty panties.
He always makes sure to grab two. He’s desperate for your scent, desperate for anything from you! He loves and desire for you cloud his mind.
He’s quick to steal them. Taking the dirty pairs of clothes to a secluded spot on your farm.
Holding one pair of underwear up to his face, taking in deep inhales of your scent. His eyes fluttering shut at the smell.
Using the other pair to rub against his leaking cock.
Like this he can imagine it’s you, your scent invading his sense, making his mind fuzzy. Grinding your panty cover cunt against his throbbing length.
He dreams of you.
Wanting you as his mate, and on him like in his imagination!
With the panties up to his nose muffling his sounds, he cums.
Ingo bites down on the fabric, groaning as his cum soils the underwear on his length.
He whimpers. He wants you, he needs you.
But for right now he needs to take your underwear back before you notice they are missing.
The hucow is always ashamed of himself.
But he can’t stop.
Your scent is intoxicating! The faint taste of you of the dirty panties makes him drool. It’s a teasing taste of you.
And he wants more.
No matter how many times he does this, it’s never enough.
Just before the sun rises, he sneaks back towards your home, lifting your window and placing your underwear back into your hamper.
He’s been doing this for so long now, he’s positive you aren’t aware of what he’s been doing.
A part of him is glad, but another part wants you to find out.
To find out how much he’s addicted to you.
To find out how filthy he is.
But he can only dream.
But Ingo is one determined bull! He steels his nerves, tomorrow he will ask you, finally ask you to help him through his rut and be his mate.
By the time morning came, he was the first one up.
Which isn’t unusual.
The silver bull hybrid perks you at the sound of your door opening. Quickly, he makes it way towards the fence, seeing you just close the door and yawn.
“Good morning, farmer!”
You jump a little at his loud voice, but turn to him with a warm smile.
“Good morning, Ingo. You seem energetic today.”
He can feel himself tremble. Trying to hide his nervousness with energy, yet it seems you’ve seen through him.
What a perfect mate you are.
“Actually, if I may, I have a question for you.”
“Ah, can it wait until I’m done with the main chores? I have to make sure the sprinklers are going for the crops and feed everyone.”
Ingo flinches at this, but stands firm.
“Yes of course! Do you require assistance?”
“No I should be fine, thank you though! I’ll meet ya in the smaller barn, if that’s alright?”
You make your way down the fence, looking back at him to make sure he agreed before you left.
“That works perfectly.”
You giggle at the hucows tail swaying happily, almost like a dog hybrid.
“See you then!”
His tail and posture droop once you’re out of sight.
He longs for you.
The walk towards the smaller barn was a painful one.
He’s happy it’s more private, so if you reject him he won’t be humiliated.
Or maybe this is what you want?
Do you have a clue what he wants to ask? And you picked this for the purpose of coupling with him?
The hybrid doesn’t want to get his hopes up, but he finds himself giddy at the thought.
The idea of finally being your mate, taking you as his mate, loving you, holding you, fucking you.
Would you let him have a taste? He hopes so, your panties could only give him the faintest hint, teasing him with your taste and scent.
He sits in on a hay bale and looks around.
Trying to take his mind off his fears. What if you don’t like him? What if you’re disgusted that he even thought he had a chance?
He shakes his head, trying to free himself of his negative thoughts.
You’re a sweet person, even if you don’t want to be his mate, you’d never be harsh or rude with him.
Ingo leaps to hooves the second the barn door opens and closes.
“Oh good you’re here! Sorry about that taking so long.”
He feels weak.
Your bright smile makes him feel faint.
“So, what is it you wanted to ask me?”
Ingo is brought out of his thoughts as you get closer to him. His droopy cow ears twitch, his tail now in his hands, holding it close to him for comfort.
“Oh, right.” He can hardly keep his pale eyes on you.
His grip tightens on his tail before taking a deep breath.
“I…would you…”
His eyes finally meet yours.
Your warmth makes him finally give.
His voice echoing in the barn.
“I’m sorry if this is so forward. Please be my mate! I have loved you for so long, and with my rut around the corner I couldn’t wait anymore!”
You’re shocked by his outburst.
Ingo squeezes his eyes shut, he doesn’t want to see what face you’re making.
He jolts, feeling your hand cup his face. Slowly, he opens his eyes to look at you. His heart feels like it’s beating out of his chest, at the sight of you so close to him.
“Are you sure you want me?”
“Yes!”
You chuckle at his quick yell.
“More than anything! To be your life mate mean everything to me!”
You stare at him with such tenderness, such love, he nearly melts then and there.
“I would love nothing more than to be your life mate and partner.”
You laugh as you’re pulled into a tight embrace, his face pressed right into the crook of your neck, his arms tightly around you as he mumbles countless ‘thank you!’s
You move his head away from your neck.
You almost want to coo at his confused expression. You lean in slowly, listening to his breathing stutter before pressing your lips against his.
Ingo’s body sags against you, not a moment hesitation in kissing you back. Your lips move in sync with the impassioned kiss.
He’s completely unaware of you slowly moving him, making him walk back, until his legs hit the hay bale.
The kiss breaks apart as he falls backwards, toppling over the bale and landing in the hay covered ground.
He wasn’t given much time to voice concerns, as you straddle his hips.
Cooing at his blushing and shocked expression.
“You said you want help with your rut, right?”
The hucow’s ears perk up, his eyes widening.
You truly want to help him, to mate with him!
“Trembling already? I haven’t even done anything yet.”
Your sultry voice only makes his shaking worse.
Ingo grips the hay beneath him, unsure of where to place his hands, but his eyes unable to move from you.
He whimpers as you roll your hips, grinding against his hardening cock.
He tenses when you lean down, putting more weight into your humping. Your lips press against his neck, lavishing his skin in soft kisses before you gently bite.
He gasps, hands grabbing your hips to pull you closer.
“F-farmer I..” he trails off, tilting his head back with a whine.
He lays flat on the ground. Almost wanting to cover his face at the sound of your chuckle.
“You’re being far too cute.”
Ingo whimpers when you rise off of him, his length throbbing and leaking, desperate for your touch again.
You stand up, kicking your shoes and pants off. Your hands stopping just at the hem of your underwear and slowly sliding them down.
Ingo can feel himself drooling at the sight of your wet panties sticking to you, before coming off.
You kept you underwear in your hand. Straddling his hips once more, you press your bare cunt against his heavy cock. Ingo pants shakily, only to gasp when you shove your soaked underwear in his mouth.
“Since you like dirtying them up so much, why make as much of a mess as possible?”
His eyes are wide, staring at you in shock, only closing when you grind the tip of his length against you.
You knew!? How long have you known?
He doesn’t get to ask nor an answer.
Not when you slide down his body, leaving a trail of kisses on the way down. His body jolts with every kiss, he’s dreamed of this moment for so long.
You press a kiss to the head of dick, humming softly when it twitches.
You lock eyes with the nervous hybrid.
Obvious on what he wants to say.
“I know, I want to. I want to taste your cum, what you left on my underwear was never enough.”
Ingo gasps as you lick up the precum leaking from him. You leave little kitten along his cock, stroking the engorged flesh.
Off the corner of your eye you can see his legs moving, hooves bracing against the floor.
Ingo cries out as you wrap your lips around his cock, slowly taking more and more of him in your mouth before hollowing your cheeks out, and giving a harsh suck.
His muffled cries are intoxicating.
He can hardly get his thoughts in order, his mind foggy with the sudden pleasure of you sucking him off.
Tears prick the corners of his eyes, his body alight with pleasure.
You take him as deep as you can, your drool coating his length. Your hand stroking what you can’t fit in your mouth. You look up to see him.
The hay around his thrown nearly everywhere from his thrashing, his head tosses from side to side as he cries out, his lips quivering, covered in his own spit.
His silver eyes are glossy with unshed tears, body shaking from restraint. He doesn’t know how much more he can take!
Your tongue dragging against the underside of his length. Ingo arches his back, mouth hanging opening in a silent scream.
Your muffled squeak is cut up from his thrusting his hips, shoving his cock further into your mouth.
His cum shooting down your throat.
There’s so much! You swallow what you could, and licked up what leaked out. You sit up, reaching up to take your panties out of his mouth.
“Gonna behave and let me fuck you?”
“Yes! Please please anything!” Ingo makes a move to sit up, but you push him back down.
Your dripping wet heat just over his still hard cock.
“Let me take good care of you, my sweet mate.”
His silver eyes flutter. His hips buck up, grinding against your wet slit.
“More…please.”
“Oh? You like it when I call you my mate? My slutty mate? My adorably filthy mate? All mine, right?”
You coo at his fidgeting body. His dick slides out from between your legs, showing his drooling tip.
Showing you just how much your words effect him.
You grab his length with one hand, balancing yourself with the other, moving the tip to your entrance, letting it catch your hole.
“Please! Fuck me, fuckmefuckmefuckme-AH!”
Placing both your hands on his chest for stability. You slowly sink down, trying to keep your cool.
But fuck, he’s so thick! Filling your cunt perfectly.
His horns scrap against the floor as he tosses his head back.
His hands frantically move to hold your hips.
His breath is caught in his throat, only groaning out when you finally sink all the way down.
You bite your lip, trying to keep yourself together.
Your legs are already shaking.
You feel stretched to your limit!
You look at Ingo, and he looks as wrecked as you feel.
How silver hair is disheveled. He looks all blissed out, and you haven’t even moved yet.
You feel his hips twitch, yet he doesn’t make a move.
Seeing such a large hybrid crumble, all because of you, is an addicting sight.
You raise your hips, leaving just the tip in, before slamming back down.
Your cry shadowed by Ingo yell.
You don’t let him. Fucking yourself on his cock, moaning at how he pushes so deep inside you!
“So deep! Haaa…so good for me!”
“F’you! Only you!” He can hardly speak.
Tears stain his flushed cheeks.
He looks so cute with his eyes rolling back.
His grip on your hips tighten, near bruising, but he doesn’t move you.
Letting you bounce on his throbbing cock with reckless abandon.
“M-mark me! Please mark me! M’yours! Mate please!”
How can you deny his pitiful begging? Your nails dig into his chest as you lean forward, placing soft kisses along his chest and neck.
Opposite of your harsh slamming.
Before sinking you teeth into his left pec.
His skin muffling your squeal. His hips fuck up into you, Ingo’s keen cry rings out.
He can’t stop himself, you feel too good!
“Sorry! I-I can’t-! Mm! Use me! Milk me! Please, mate!”
You shriek, drool dripping down your chin as his thrusts up to meet your hips.
“M-milk my cock! Please! Need it!”
“Fuck! My sweet mate, good whore for me!”
It’s all so overwhelming! His back arches as he squeals. His thrusts his hips up frantically, pistoning his cock into you.
“Cumming-!”
“C’mon, Ingo! Fill me up, pump me full!”
His silver eyes cross, wailing as your pussy clenches around his throbbing cock.
Your body tenses, cumming with a loud cry.
his hot cum pumping into you, load after load.
You whine feeling him flood your insides.
You slow your hips to a roll, working you both through your orgasms.
Only stopping when the shockwaves became too much.
Ingo lays on the ground completely limp, his chest heaving with each ragged breath he takes.
You lay on his chest, trying to catch your breath. Leaving tender kisses along his skin.
Ingo moves his hands from your hips to wrap around you, holding you close to him.
“You did so well.” You whisper, giving his beck another kiss.
Ingo sighs, melting into your affection.
You go to move off of him but realize one thing.
He’s still hard.
You look at him in confusion.
Only to see his flustered face staring back.
He whines, rolling you two over, leaving you pinned to the ground.
“I’m sorry! My rut i-it’s, I…please, one more? Just one more time?”
How can you say no?
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pregstiel · 2 months
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year 4 post despair: worldbuilding a destiel hucow au
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austajunk · 2 years
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If you want to keep it and make it your own, be my guess. I don’t have a copyright on it lol. I don’t have the time, confidence or skill to execute. (I can’t write threesomes with two bottoms lol... ;-; I tired but the top always ends up feeling like they have a bias for one partner...)
Really? Honestly that’s very sweet and thoughtful though!
I really do love the plot of Nagito and Chiaki being apart of Junko’s weird underground farm-based Despair restaurant. I think I would make both of them Hucows cos… well… I’ve never written Ovi for the chicken thing. So they are just both used to give milk and satisfy customers until rich bitch Izuru Kamukura (who I will probably keep as a wolf) comes in and is looking for a challenge to please.
I love thinking about Izuru taking his two new “assets” home and making Hajime fit them with special collars/bells while Hajime’s getting all flustered as he touches Chiaki’s or Nagito’s collarbones/chest. <3
And I feel you. It can be hard to write certain dynamics. 😩
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