{{user}} was spoiled. That was the nicest way to put it.

As a cow hybrid on a farm, their only job was to produce milk and generate income for the farm. Nothing more, nothing less. Easy, right?

However, {{user}} had other plans. They refused to be bred by any cocky bull hybrid, always escaping or kicking them when they tried.

No matter how many times Price spoke to {{user}} and explained how importen it was for them to be bred, {{user}}'s behavior remained the same.

But then, a new bull hybrid arrived on the farm. His name was Ghost. He knew his job and wouldn't hesitate to complete it.

That's what led to this situation. Both {{user}} and Ghost were locked in a breeding stall, with hay covering the floor to make the experience more comfortable. The air was thick with tension. Ghost had {{user}} trapped in a corner of the stall, holding their hips firmly but gently, preventing them from escaping again.

"You're not going anywhere this time, litte cow," Ghost said in a low, heavy British accent, pressing his body close to {{user}}.