Bulls Production Pt I (Story)

A first person story of you becoming a huge bull on a farm. 

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You’d been online all day, talking to people on discord, scrolling through tumblur. It was one of those weekends, not much to do and a lot of ballsack to empty. Porn plays on the pc screen in the background while you lay in bed, stroking your stubble with one hand and stroking off with other. BUZZ! Your phone shook in your hand, catching your attention. GazGenie had sent you a message. GazGenie: ‘Hey bruv! Saw your post about becoming a Bull, huge balls and being milked, hot but messed up’

You weren’t sure how to respond, but politely began a convocation. You: ‘Yeah I guess, but I’d do anything to be milked like a proper bull’ GazGenie: ‘Anything? You wanna be a bullman? Milked for real?’ You weren’t sure what this guy could mean but there had been plenty of times you’d roleplayed before, didn’t do any harm to play along. You reply with a grin ‘100%, did you want to chat about it?’ as you paused for a reply.  GazGenie: ‘I might be able to do one better…knock knock’

‘DONK DONK DONK’

Your door knocked loudly and you almost dropped your phone in shock. There was a long silence as you looked down at the words on the screen, then back up at the shadow being cast onto the screen door. He looked like a big fella. You thought out loud “I-it couldn’t b-its coincidence that’s all” shaking your head as you waked for the door, expecting maybe a cop neighbor. “You’ve let porn go to your head” you muttered to yourself as you grabbed and unlocked the door.

TWO WORKMEN

Two workmen, both in hard hats with DAIRY on them in old tattered lettering. You barely had a chance to say hello before one had walked forwards and put a beefy, hairy arm up by your head. So close you could smell the farmyard on his clothes and stuck to his skin. “Ay mate, I’m Bart, this idiot is Harry… you the guy chatting to Gaz-on ya phone” He spoke in fast, angry, broken English. Clearly he’d been a worker his whole life. “Um Yeah, that’s me…but I think there’s been some mistake-“  Harry, the second guy, stepped just as close now, blocking the other direction. “We just got sommit we wanted to show ya in the truck mate.” as he grabbed your balls through your trousers. You yelped “H-hokay hokay, let go of me!” As Harry loosened his grip and let you walk after him.

You protested as you walked, watching as he sparked a cigar. “I don’t know what Gaz told you, but it was private!” But He was just grinning the whole time. Bart stood by the mentioned white van, dirt sprayed up the sides and it too had, DAIRY, or what was left of it, written on the side.

Bart stood, barrel chested by the windowless double doors. “Ready?” he asked, seeming to look through you. “Er-I guess. I do have to get back guys, can we just-ARHHH!“

But your cut off mid sentence. You didn’t see his mate moving behind you, or hear him raising his foot as the door was thrown open and you felt the hard ‘THUMP!’ of a large boot against your back. Tumbling forwards your legs catch the floor of the van and a few moments later, the loud ‘SLAM’ of the doors closing plunges you into darkness. You bang loudly, shouting and kicking your legs against the door but all you heard were the muffled laughs of Bart and Harry as they got into the front of the Van. “Oh he’s a fighter this one-best of the breed” you manage to catch one jeering through the metal wall, before the engine started and your driven away. Left to sit in the back of the dirty, dark truck.

The trip seemed to take a long time. The truck stopped twice and you were getting cold. You were only in your trousers and a shirt. Your shaft flapping around limply as the truck rounded corners and eventually became bumpy. “Must be off road, is this it?” you tried to work out from feelings and sounds what was going on until suddenl;y the truck stopped. Reversed and the engine turned off. You heard a large wooden door being closed and several animal sounds. “An actual farm? No, this is a nightmare…I need to get-“

‘KLACK’ The rear door opened and light streamed in, stopping your train of thought as you tried to shield your eyes. A large hand grabbed your ankle and pulled hard as a second hand grabbed the other. You barely had a second to react as you slid towards the door. A cloud of dirt and dust swirls up as you landed on the floor with a thud. “Fuck! OW'' You shout as you roll over, covered in dirt already, to slowly look up.

FOOT AND NECK BRACE

“Hold him” The huge new man boomed. He was the boss. The other two did so, grabbing you and holding you with huge muscled arms from both sides as he brought the steel loop forwards.

BLOKE WITH CIGAR

‘SNAP’ It popped around your neck but hung loosely. You grabbed and try to yank  it off. “Listen-heroore mate! What-what was that” You try to say as your vocals spasm in your throat. You swallow to try again but the chain is yanked hard as your led into an animal stall by the three Huge men. “Over here boys” the boss man ordered, pointing as he puffed his thick cigar. Harry grabbed you, spinning you round so you couldn’t see the large machine behind you. You tried again to shout back “StOOOOp! Let meOOOOOOO Goo!” But again, you couldn’t seem to get the words out as a solid kick sends you back into a pen. The chain is locked quickly to the wall and the men step back. Admiring you, helpless and chained in what appeared to be an old cow pen, struggling to use words and getting worse at it by the second.

“Loooo-loo-Leeeet meeeee gooOOOOOOO!” You slowly mouth, this time using every ounce of strength to form the letters and words. But they all just stood grinning. Boss took a long toke on his cigar and passed it to Bart who continued as he laughed and walked over to you. “Damn boy, that collars hard margic from a Genie. You got some fight in ya”

A genie?! Your ears pricked up. You tried desperately to ask who it was, so sure it must have been the same Gaz the Genie you’d spoken to. “WoooOoooOOOS WAS Hiiis Nameoooo-MOOOOOOOO” Before you felt a lump in your throat solidify, your whole body buzzed when you made any noise now. Your lungs seemed to vibrate inside of you. “Moo-MOOOOOO!” It was louder this time, your thoat widened slightly, thickening more. You struggled as you realized your voice just changed forever, worse, you’d just lost it. Boss smiled, raising a hand to gently pat your cheek and neck as they thickened together. “Good lad, we won’t be needin’ words anyway-oh look-e-here” Distracted by your package slowly expanding, pressing against your trousers. You’d been too busy with your throat to notice but now looked down to see Boss has his huge boot pressed against your bulge. “MooOOOOOOO MOOOOOOOOOOOO” You moaned, the vibrations alone seemed enough to buzz your balls as you slowly reached down to push his boot away. Boss stood back, walking to the door. “Collars workin’ nicely, well there ya go Bart. Your first Bull” ‘Oh no, no no no, this couldn’t be real.’ You thought to yourself as he walked out of sight. Bart looked in that direction “Yes sir, I’ll look after him Boss. Thank you” He sounded very grateful, it was probably a sick power struggle between them.

Then a small ache in your balls started. You wiggled on the floor, still chained. Then stood up, readjusting as you reached into your trousers. They were bigger alright, much bigger. They were swelling up! You looked visibly panicked as they start to run out of room inside your trousers to grow. Bart took a long drag on the cigar, then passed it to Harry.  “Oh my boy-“ he said in a deep loving tone as he walked in. You back up to the corner, these brutes did this to you! You could feel that anger inside you growing along with your body.

“MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” You shout in protest but it only makes your cock and balls shake, like a vibrator had been stuck to it. Bart put a hand on your head, pushing down to the floor. “Shhhhh, on all fours Bull” You tried to resist, but something about him. He was the farmer now. He was…your…owner? Did boss say that? NO! What is this?! You think, trying to find a way out in your head. Your hands hit the floor and on contact your trousers tare open, huge bull balls and a long thick cock hang down slapping into the floor. You gut seemed heavier, mind slower. Hard to remember all the details about how you looked as you struggled to hold your own gaining mass up with your human arms.

“MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” This time is almost uncontrollable. Your whole body shakes, muscles everywhere tense and bulk. Your back, neck, face, arms, legs, hands, shoulders…ALL OF YOU widens and thickens. Thick hairs pushed out in all directions, a beard becoming a thick fur that hung down your shin. Arcing horns began to grow just as your skin began to darken. Slowly at first, but bit by bit the transformation was accelerating. Your nose rose up, flattening into a huge broken snout ready for a huge gold ring. Hands clamped together, gut gave in to gravity and fell a few inches as it forced a long belch. The stink was only starting and yet you knew it would be worse, you still smelled human, if only like a gym locker. But as the hairs finally matted together it was becoming clear you were developing the thick brown pelt of a huge brown Bull. You'd never be remotely human again.

Seeing it all, the muscles, fat and huge bovine features as they took over your body was too much. Bart stood and slapped a ball as he let them snap back to their full weight. “M-MOoooOOOOOOO!” You almost felt the testosterone flood back into you. Your balls belch up a wad of pre cum that splatters across the floor. Then another splutter. Then another. Like a machine you could feel the churn beginning, like a new factory being awakened. Your arms lock forwards as your ass pokes up. You take a few seconds to adjust as your dick is lifted off the floor and a few moments later, your a minotaur on all fours. Not a bull, or a human, but locked onto all fours to behave like some monster in between….for now. Bart stood with his huge grin. “Well ere’boy, thats a massive dong ya got down there, biggest i've seen! I think we can do better tho’ aint it” as he reached down. You couldn't see anymore, but you felt him grip the shaft. His hand felt so small now, your cock must have been a foot at least. You feel it swinging around, its weight was that much!

The flood of lust though your system at his touch was unimaginable. “MOOOOOOOO!” Your balls hurt now, they swing with only the sack to support them as he slides his hands around. “Good bull, ya know who ya master is already don’ta cha” he said it in a low, almost dad like tone. You knew, already, that this was bad, on some level anyway. But for some reason, your mind just couldn't think clearly, you knew this man was in charge now, but you had a life? You weren't an animal, you were….were….

”MOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” You moan as he runs his hands under your huge balls and holds their weight again. Anything that relieves you from the ache of them hanging under yu, the feeling is bliss How you imagined a bull WOULD feel. Huge, horny, full oof cum and…wait? Didn’t you have to go somewhere? You almost had it when Bart rubbed again, harder this time, and you could only Moo, desperate to cum, to let those heavy balls empty. You could never reach to get yourself off of course, but maybe your new Boss could help? You nudge against Bart with you growing mass. Your eye level nearly back to where it was even on all fours like this.

“Damn son’ these ere’ gotta weigh over two kilos each, you'll need to be bigger o’course, but we can work on that can’t we boy” As he took out what looked like medication, and walked towards a feeding tube in the corner. Somehow you knew it was for food, the smell, it smelt like food. Salty? You just knew it was food as Bart dragged the pipe over. He held it up. It was brown and dripping with something sloppy. You almost couldn't resist. Lapping at the end even though it was clearly off. Bart grabbed your head “Calm down boy” as you felt some brain power return and you pulled back.

‘This is bad’ You thought ‘I'm gonna be stuck here, I won't be able to fight back, or move at this rate. Im so tight and…god my balls hurt so damn much….ugh!-’ before an involuntary ”MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!” burst out breaking your train of thought. A long rope of Cum erupted and did not stop for several seconds. It was almost like a tap. Your balls swelled as they strained to contain the pressure building inside. They slowly started to grow again. The pain and pleasure of it all only growing with them. Bart took a long drag on the cigar. “Few cycles of this and youll be cummin’ non stop. Then you'll be on ya way boy. Got a lot of work to do yet”

Already on all fours, a minotaur freak with balls that were on overdrive, you weren't sure what else COULD be done to you. But weather you wanted to or not, Gaz had sealed your fate. You were owned now, an animal, if you were lucky they'd let you go. You hoped. You watched on as Bart held the medication up and walked over to the machine where the feeding pipe connected to the wall, before returning with a strap and gag that the pipe attached to.

“Well, better get ya filled up, my bull needs his meds and food to be big and strong for ya new pa aint it” Your moaning was quickly muffled by the thick leather as it was pulled tight and as he forced the gag over your head. You huffed loudly from you nostrils as you thrashed around to try and get it off, but it was no use. Without hands and trapped on all fours by the weight of your balls and gut, it was a hopeless task without bosses help. Your eyes met as the horror set in and Bart took a final long drag on his cigar. “I always love ruining you folks, your gonna be the best Bull boy we’ve had on the farm. Make you HUGE mate! You jus’ wait and see, your new Pa’ here will look after ya. Got a lot of milking to do and you need to grow, so lets get started ay” As you watched him turn on the machine….

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Stay Tuned for PART II coming THIS WEEK after the full orc story has been posted!!

Part II Is written and going up next week so I have time to get the ORC story done. Which is much longer and not a first person story. But I've had so many people who seem to enjoy the first person ones. I wanted to try and do a few more and more stories to make up for the quiet times. So the more I can do the better! Haha

AS ALWAYS images are taking ages to upload, so images are on the way :)  stay tuned for more on the way!