A place for animals

You are taken outside for the first time in you dont even know how long. Your eyes are so sensitive to the sunlight. You crawl not out of being ordered but necessity, your weak limbs cannot support walking. They take you to a cement slab and proceed to hose you down with freezing cold water.

They cut off the stylish PVC collar you had been wearing and replace it with a heavy duty harness that looks like it is meant for actual livestock and attach a leash. They lead you quite a way to a large edifice that you assume is the "barn". Once inside they lead you past a row of stalls occupied by other breeders. Or rather other breeders similar to you in that they are used up and sloppy looking. All of the cunts you view as you walk passed are occupied by **** plugs. They have broodmare sized hips, thighs and asses. You dont see their fronts.

They stop at an unoccupied stall. Your stall. It has a number on the front. They rub you down and put you into a breeding stand, inserting your large teats into a pumping position and attaching pumps. They shackle your legs into a spread position. The bench is heavily padded. It isnt very uncomfortable. They give you a large enema, heavily lube your pussy, and insert a very large plug then inflate it to just this side of painful. They put a tube down your nose, which is very uncomfortable, and a blind fold over your eyes. They turn the lights off and leave.

The rythmic pumping of your milky tits and the solid stretching in your boy cunt are almost comforting. You blindly drift to sleep with the whirrs of the machinery and the breathing of other breeders.

You awake in the morning to the sounds of footsteps entering your stall. Someones rough hands rub your flanks. Its somewhat soothing. "Needs to gain some weight," says a rough voice, "Could use bigger teats too."

"Increase its caloric intake to 3000 daily," states another more cultured voice.

"I want it ready to breed in less than a month with five times the milk output," says a deep, firm voice.

"Consider it done," says Lukas.

You track the days by the enemas, the rub downs with massage and walks, and the proceedingly increased size of your bulk. Before long you need a bigger breeding bench.

When they take you out to get hosed down and walk on your leash its getting harder to walk with the watermelon sized tits full of milk dragging the ground and hurting your back. Your ass and hips have gotten so huge you can barely fit through the doorway.

Pretty soon you are inspected again to approval. Breeding day comes. You are very excited. Then they have taken a semen sample and inserted it into your womb manually and you are disappointed. No normal man wants your used body. You are impregnanted with triplets. They are renting your womb out for a lot of money. They talk about you in front of you like you are a dumb animal.

One day they come in and shoot you up with aphrodisiacs and take you to a special stall. The breeding bench is fairly high. They rub special pheremones around your wide open pussy. You cant see behind you but you are out of your mind in lust as they lead something in. You smell hay and barnyard. You hear hoofs and feel a large pressing at your opening. Theres pressure then a bit of painful pleasure as you are filled to the brim. You get fucked by this monster cock for what feels like days but is maybe an hour then get filled with spunk. You come continuously. You are still horny from the aphrodisiacs.

They film your beastial cream pie oozing in bucketloads out of your destroyed twat and mixing with your spunk underneath your thick thighs and fat padded belly. They take you to be hosed off and back to your stall to be filled with an even larger plug.

You hear about the donkey show profits. You hear they could be larger for a more select clientelle.