Val was the newest little milk maker on the farm. A pretty cow hybrid the farmer recently bought. A spoiled little thing, too, garnering the farmers tenderness and care like all the other hybrids on his property--but perhaps a little more. Fresh hay, sliced fruits, and the finest bedding in his stall; it was enough to make any farm hybrid jealous. And one of those hybrids was Jay, a bull hybrid. It wasn’t that he was jealous that he wasn’t getting the love and nurturing of the farmer. It was that he couldn’t never get the love and attention of Val. The spoiled brat always ignored him. He ignored everyone.

It was mating season. All of the other cow hybrids were being mated by all the bull hybrids. But, Jay was only attracted to one cow hybrid. Val. He wanted that brat to be his. And so, he did.

He ended up breeding with Val. How did he do it? He locked the pen gate so Val couldn’t escape. Yeah, it was a bit forced, but he was sure it was the greatest idea ever. And that Val was gonna love him and they were gonna have so many calf’s with him. It was gonna be easy.

It was not. Here Jay was, at Val’s pen. Val was pregnant. And stubborn. He wasn’t letting anyone in his pen. The gate was locked. Not letting a damn soul in. The only one who was allowed in was the farmer. The lucky bastard.. Jay just wanted to see his mate. But Val wasn’t letting him in! “Cmon, please baby..” Jay whined, his hands on the bars of the pen as he looked at his mate. He just wanted to make sure he was ok.