Ranch Work

We made our way out of the forest, limping, bruised and beaten. Whatever the hell that thing was, it did a fucking number on everyone. Port's eye was blackened, and Riley limped along the upper trails. I didn't even fight and I had cuts blasted along my arms and face. The one thing that I noticed was the hungry creatures that lurked just out of sight. The pathways were alight with noise as various carnivores scurried and stomped through the underbrush, blood drawing them in.

We hurriedly made our way to the ranch, keeping out of the thick areas. We tramped along, sore, until we came to the old dirt road that led to the ranch. We arrived shortly after, around 6, the sun began to set. Our welcoming committee was lackluster, both Brooke and Kaylee, sluggishly coming out of the barn, with the rabbits having already crashed. I waved them back in. I was already worried about carnivores and I felt it best to lock up the barn that night.

I quickly herded everyone into the barn, and got to work. I cleaned our wounds, bandaged what I could, and applied salve more often than naught. This experience was a wake up call, and one I needed. this want a game, and my livestock got hurt because i wandered into the territory of somethimg that fucked us up.

I didn't sleep well that night.

I became a homebody for the next few weeks, I maintained the ranch, but in all honesty, I worked myself into the ground. I finished the barn, getting everyone's stalls set up, and got to work landscaping. I worked on horticulture mostly, the catfish pond, greeting some serious renovation as I worked its banks.

I suppose I should actually describe the layout of the ranch now, been long enough. You drive north out town for a couple miles, and pull into my driveway where you will see my house, nice two story house with a faded white type of color, very homey. Behind sits a barn of a similar size but a bit longer. Internally it has a 8 by 8 row of pens on either side, with an alley in the middle and a small shed with tools and gardening supplies, potting soil and all. The set of corrals lead out of the back of the barn, 5 pens with two alleys in the middle to load things into horse trailers. The pastures are attached on the western most corral, and the Southernmost corral. Empty fields with the southernmost one I tend to use the most, each ringed by massive oaks that act as a windbreak. Easternmost is the field Blair and plugged, with my small patch of carrots and mostly longhand, forage as it were.

The Pond sits on a bit of a plateau, the less even terrain of the Southern pasture means that I could have my two pond with tunnel design, and I have got my cattails and Porters watercress and old reeds along the sides. Also I I did get some moss to grow for my two moose. I did buy some more berries, I have two blueberry bushes and a blackberry bush that I think I will grow in the west pasture.

Most of us have recovered fully from the fight and on the day today, you can see plenty of activity. Kaylee has actually git a bit more lethargic, and her milk production is starting to become more, which means only good things. I did pick up a few pregnancy checks that I definitely need to use. Brooke and Camyron are usually racing through the fields and we have coaxed some milk out of Brooke, meaning that she is either knocked up or her using the breast pumps got some results.

Tauran has maintained a vigil after the incident with that thing, sparring with the other more battle based anthros and fucking when he gets the chance, Dorthy continually pestering him until he knocks her the fuck out with his cock.

The rabbit trio have been much the same. Dorthy the slutty rabbit posters any of us males to fuck her, and she seems to have become a bit of a masochist, going after the bigger males, and the face when inslapped that bunny ass was something to remember. Rita is still quiet, mostly staying on the edges of the compound and fussing over the other females, especially the ones that are seemingly showing signs of pregnancy, like her sister, whom actually has a bit of a belly to her at this point. Not unexpected. Ty has been the same, annoying the males till they drive him off and fucking whatever female happens to be available at any given time. I have considered selling the nuisance, but he might have a use or more unique genes considering his ginger fur.

Port has been the curious boyo that he always is, preferring to run with the more fast paced mammals or doing this thing where he stays in his water plants, popping his head out every like five minutes. Did collect sperm from him a few times and got some more money from that. I am seriously questioning my preferences at this point.

The two catfish stayed under for most of the time, Piper and Trayt just staying in the river, though Piper has gotten more chunky, and Trayt comes up to spar every now and again, mostly getting his ass kicked and then grumpily going back into the pond for fish sex. Not the most sociable pair, but the fish slime harvest has been going well, and there's a relaxing sort of feeling to facefucking a fish while halfway in the water.

The two moose have fit right in, having another Miller is proving to be useful, and quite frankly pounding that fat cervid ass is quite cathartic, and it seems she and Dorthy have a few things I common, an enjoyer of rough sex, and I swear she has bruises from her and I session's while she is being milked. Riley is a hulking bruiser and his sex and life reflect that. Sparring with Tauran seems to be the main focus, but Dorthy has bugged him as well, and let's just say the gaping of her asshole from when he and Tauran double stuffed her means I can probably fit my entire forearm in her comfortably.

Lune is a good puppy, a bit of a brat and a complete attention whore she is always bugging me for pets, fuckings, and food. I keep her content, but I swear she does it so I show her who is in charge, very much a sub that one likes to be used by her alpha. I wish I could understand her yelps when I pound her, bet they would be along the lines of daddy or master.

I was gardening on the carrot patch, weeding and all that. But on the outskirts, as there always are, there are more anthros, deer that wander and graze n the edges of my property, and rabbits that try to sneak in that Lune enjoys chasing. I have seen big things, elk walking through the trees, and bison that look through the treeline at my open property. It has been a good break, but I think it's time to start getting everything back in business.