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Transformed - Chapter 8: Life in the Country
Spring had come again and the days were getting longer and warmer. All the animals outside were stirring and even Brutus had been horny as hell, fucking Pup multiple times a day. Young Bull had continued to develop. It had become massive and as it waddled around, its huge udder swung below it. Lucas had to choreograph its movements when it mounted the bench for milking to get the heavy organ into position. They even had to get a new custom tube to accommodate the thick shaft that had developed. The milking sessions had been adjusted and it was now going through four sessions a day and came four to five times in each session. The additional work and production meant that Lucas was Gimp's full-time helper when Richard was working and he no longer had to spend time in the crate.
Bull had bonded with Lucas and preferred only him to groom it. Lucas liked to brush its hair while it was being milked and feel the massive udder as it worked. The size it had grown had never ceased to amaze Lucas. Fortunately, his own balls had stopped growing, though his hormones had stayed high. He could no longer achieve an orgasm from being fucked as a result of the drug he was on and while it was frustrating, his body adapted by making him have heavy wet dreams at night.
"How's Bull this morning?" Gimp asked as he walked into the milking room.
"It is good," Lucas replied. "It had a huge, thick load just about five minutes ago that even caused the milker to struggle to keep up. You are just a machine, aren't ya, Bull?"
A deep guttural sound came from the front of the stall and Bull shook its thick, callused hooves. Gimp chuckled and patted the beast's ass.
"You keep this up and we will have to find a second slave just to help in the production room."
"Have you heard anything more from Master?" Lucas asked.
Richard had been beyond pleased with the transformation of his newest cow. The drug reformulation had worked better than anyone had expected. Production of Lighting Boost had been increased so much that he had toyed with getting a larger home to accommodate more cattle and make it his main job and income source.
"Not yet," Gimp replied. "I know he has been talking to a realtor, but I overheard something that might change things."
"What is that?" Lucas asked.
"The farm down the road from his brother is up for sale," Gimp said. "It has a nice barn and might be exactly what he needs."
"Well, that would be cool," Lucas said. "Plus, the dogs could visit Dom and Alex."
Gimp smiled and looked at Lucas.
"And you could see Chad."
Lucas had a blank expression on his face and he got scared.
"What do you mean?"
"Pup let it slip that you and he got close," Gimp said. "Don't worry, I am not going to tell anyone. You just need to be careful."
"He only played with me once," Lucas said. "He fingered me and gave me an orgasm. After that, it was strictly just friends. I don't want to anger Master or put myself in danger."
"That's good," Gimp said.
"It would be nice to be in the country, though," Lucas replied.
"Yeah, some fresh air and space would be a good thing," Gimp said. "But I was only half-joking a moment ago. If we move forward and get some new prospects to modify into production cattle, we will have to get some more slaves to assist. You and I cannot do it all."
"So, the family might be growing," Lucas said.
Gimp chuckled.
"Family, eh?"
Lucas smiled.
"I was an only child and my parents died a long time ago. I consider you like a brother. Pup too. And, of course, Bull here is my favorite pet. Aren't ya, Bull?"
Bull moaned in agreement and shook as the milker continued to suck its udder.
"Well, I am glad you fit in," Gimp replied. "Come upstairs when you are done. I am going to get breakfast started."
"Ok," Lucas replied.
Richard had made several trips on the weekends out to the property that was located about a mile from his brother's farm. The area had been abandoned for many years tied up in a legal dispute with the heirs. It had once been a small dairy farm and there was a nice-sized barn on the land with rolling hills bounded by trees on the property line. The large home that sat near the barn needed some work, but it was sound and had a large master bedroom, a medium-sized bedroom and two smaller bedrooms, a great room in the front, and a large kitchen.
It took several weeks of haggling, but Richard was able to secure the property at a great price and plans were put in motion to move the household and production facilities out to the new location. He planned to rent out the current home to a business partner that would continue to sell Lightning Boost in the city. It would mean regular trips back and forth from the farm, but help could be hired for that.
The news was exciting for Lucas. He looked forward to having more space to move around in and it meant a new role for him. Richard had informed everyone that he planned to take in up to four new prospects to be transformed into production cattle. There would be enough room for them in the medium-sized bedroom in the house, which was attached to the back of the building. It offered easy access to the barn, too. Of course, finding good candidates would be the issue. Throwing up an ad on Recon for a single person was one thing. Trying to collect several individuals that were willing to leave their former life behind to transform into no more than dumb cattle was quite another. The best option was going to be putting up an ad that appealed to someone that would be willing to relocate, and that is exactly what Richard did.
Dominant looking to own a subordinate with unique skill sets. Must be willing to give up former life and move into the household. No contact with the outside world will be allowed. The ideal candidate will: be between 18-25 years old, be interested in working out to develop their body, have a high sex drive, and be virile (with the ability to cum multiple times a day). Education level or background is not important. Have 100 acres of rural farmland where you will live with fellow subs. Body modifications will be required and you will live your life without clothes and under total control. This is not a top or bottom sexual position. Your role will be unique. Your balls will be drained daily to please the master. You will be provided with three meals a day and a roof over your head. You will not be required to have outside work. Your obedience and service to the master are all that is needed. Serious inquiries only. Looking to fill several positions.
The ad was straightforward enough to be true but cryptic enough not to scare anyone off, at least at first. Richard placed it on several sites that catered to the subordinate crowd and began the process of relocating in the meantime. There was a lot of work that had to be done. Apart from packing up the bedrooms, living rooms, and dungeon, the milking room and production area had to be carefully dismantled and transported with the least amount of disruption to production to the product. To achieve this, Richard hired someone to renovate the home and get it ready before they moved.
For the production of Lighting Boost, a section of the barn was closed off and turned into a sterile room with industrial refrigerators and more storage space. The stalls were cleaned and new leather benches were made for future cattle to climb and rest on. New milking machines were ordered and the tubes were installed on the benches similar to the way they were now in the current home.
At the same time, the existing farm home was changing. The medium-sized room was set up with five hay-covered bedding areas that could be used by the cattle. There would not be much room for anything else, but they would only need room to sleep anyway. One room would be fixed up for Lucas and Gimp and the other room would be set aside for the dogs to sleep in. The dirt-covered basement to the home that had once been used for shelter and storage was enlarged and a new concrete floor was poured. Electricity was run and a new, larger dungeon was created that made the old one look outdated.
The furniture was moved first. That took several days and Richard, Pup and Brutus moved out to the farm during this time. Gimp and Lucas stayed behind with Bull and they slept on the floor during the transition process. When the final day to move came, Bull had its morning milking and then was put in a van to be taken to the new location while the milking and production facilities were moved with the help of several of Richard's friends. By the late afternoon, they were in their new home and Bull got treated to its first milking in its new barn made just for the cattle.
"How's my beast doing?" Richard said as he came out to check on Lucas as the milking process was going on.
"It is going well, Master," Lucas said as he put down the brush he was using on Bull's hindquarters. "Bull here seems to like the new digs and it already picked out one of the bedding areas in the house to sleep in."
"Excellent," Richard replied. "I have two candidates that I am talking to right now for the cattle positions. If they work out, they could be here as soon as next month, but we will see. I am talking to several other interested parties, so my hope here is that Bull will have company very soon."
"I am happy to hear that, Sir," Lucas replied. "Will you be taking on additional hands to help with the milking and production?"
"My brother put me in touch with a local man that needs work," Richard said. "I will probably hire him on as the main hand on the farm, but you will still be in charge of making sure things are working smoothly, when you are not being used for my pleasure, that is."
"Yes, Sir," Lucas replied.
Summer meant that the college was on break for a couple of months. Chad returned home to help his dad on the farm and relax after his first year at school. It had been a grueling time for him academically, but he had passed all his courses if only a few by the skin of his teeth. He had been working out daily and his body had grown and developed. When he stopped by with the dogs to check out his uncle's new property, Lucas was amazed at the transformation. His chest and arms had swelled and had been covered by a coat of light-colored fur. His beard had filled in and he was keeping it trimmed to a medium-length. His voice had deepened and when he approached Lucas in the barn to say hello, the boy felt a dribble of precum spurt from behind his balls.
"How are you doing, Lucas?" Chad asked.
"Slave, Chad," Lucas said with a smile. "Be careful as Richard is around today."
"Oh, that's right," Chad said as he lifted his arm to his head in an embarrassed expression.
The boy's pits and filled out and long tufts of hair released his scent into the air and Lucas smiled.
"It's ok. Damn, you really look good! You look like a grown man!"
Chad smiled as he rubbed his chest under his overalls.
"Yeah, it is kind of funny how that worked out. I was a runt when I got there and bulked up quickly over the past year. A good friend of mine came with me to the gym during the week and he helped get me into shape. Even Pops was pleased to see the results."
"Moo!" Bull groaned as he began to shoot its load.
"Damn!" Chad said as he went over to investigate. "Look at the fucking size of his balls! That is insane!"
"You should see what it produces!" Lucas replied with a smile as he rubbed the beast's ass. "And your uncle is planning on getting four more, too. Before long, we will have our own dairy."
"Fucking hell," Chad replied as he groped himself. "Was he big before Rich got him?"
"It was slightly above average when it arrived, but the drugs did the rest," Lucas said. "Whoever is mixing the formula got it right this time."
"Impressive," Chad said. "I shoot pretty big loads myself now, not that I am big down there by any other measure."
"Oh yeah?" Lucas asked.
"I stayed on the milker four times last night!" Chad said with a laugh.
"That is pretty impressive!" Lucas said. "You find anyone to play with at school?"
"Well, you know I am bisexual," Chad said. "Well, really omnisexual. I will fuck anything interested."
"Or let it fuck you," Lucas said with a wink.
Chad blushed and laughed.
"Yeah, yeah. But, I did have a girlfriend for a few months. That was different. We broke up in the spring and I found a kid down the hall from me in the dorm that likes to throw their legs in the air for me, so I have had some outlets. I missed Dom and Alex, though. I snuck into the barn the day I got back from school to let them breed me."
"Well, I am happy to see you again," Lucas said. "Now that we are neighbors, maybe we can hang out some if Master allows it."
"You never know!" Chad replied with a wink. "I need to go inside and see Rich. Talk to you later?"
"Sure!" Lucas replied.
Chad turned and walked over to the house and Lucas stared at him. He had become a very sexy man and he would have to make sure he controlled his urges around him. It would be easy to let himself be used by him if he was asked.
The first weekend of August was a turning point for the farm. Richard had found four boys from around the country that were willing to give their bodies and lives over to the man. It took a lot more work, but he was certain that all would be prime candidates. The first boy was from western Oregon. He was twenty years old and a drifter. He had been on the streets for a few years but had managed to clean himself up and move out to the country to find work as a farmhand. A dominant that mentored him had seen Richard's ad and encouraged the boy to apply for the position. He was looking for a fresh start and willing to move across the country and he had a deferential attitude that Richard felt would make him a prime candidate.
The second and third boys were from urban areas. One was an eighteen-year-old from the San Francisco Bay area. He had lived on the streets, too, but had been in trouble with the law several times recently. He saw the ad while at a shelter and immediately applied as a way to get away and have a purpose. The other was from the Chicago area. A natural-born submissive, the twenty-three-year-old had just left the service of a dominant and much like Lucas, was looking for a new one to serve. He had been nervous at first but seemed eager to move into the house.
The fourth and final candidate was a nineteen-year-old from the next county over. This one was suggested to Richard through a mutual friend who was a cop. The boy had some attitude issues, but he was very virile and had gotten two girls pregnant in the community already. Richard's friend said that one parent was looking to castrate the boy in revenge, so it would be a favor to get him out and put him to better use. After taming Gimp, Richard felt that this boy would be no problem to deal with.
The three boys were given money to travel and Richard met them at the airport to drive them to the farm. The cop picked up the fourth and arranged his travel to the property, dropping him off in the late afternoon after the others had arrived. They came with no baggage, only the clothes on their back, and they were kept inside the house in the basement dungeon away from anyone until night had fallen. They initially were quiet with one another, but as their time alone in the dungeon lengthened, they began to move around.
"This sure seems weird?" Oliver, the boy from Oregon asked.
"What do you mean?" Ben, the boy from Chicago replied.
"We are in a sex dungeon for one thing," Evan, the local boy said.
"Well, yeah, but what were you expecting?" Noah, the boy from the Bay Area added.
"I mean, I was expecting some kink, but this place is well stocked!" Oliver said.
"It reminds me of my former master's place," Ben said. "He kept me in a cage in our play space. I feel kind of at home here."
"Well, you fags might find this interesting, but this creeps me out," Evan said. "Now, if there was some pussy down here to string up and fuck, that would be something different."
"What brings you here?" Noah asked Evan.
"Eh, the town I grew up in basically ran me out," Evan replied. "Local cop told me this guy was looking for someone willing to cum multiple times a day and he would give them room and board to do so. I was like, sign me up! I love to fuck and cum!"
Ben laughed.
"I'm just glad to get off the streets," Noah said. "Sick of not having a place to live and doing what I have to in order to survive."
"I understand that," Oliver said. "I've been on my own since I was fourteen."
"Richard is hot at least," Ben said. "Lot better looking than my last master and did you see the size of his package? Bulging out of those pants?"
"I just want to know when we are going to be able to fuck something," Evan said. "I need to unload."
The door to the dungeon above them opened and they heard someone coming down the stairs. When they turned, they saw the figure of Gimp standing with a plate full of food in four paper sacks. Evan immediately saw the limp, pierced cock that hung below a space between his legs and laughed.
"What happened to your balls, man?"
Gimp smiled.
"I'm what you call a eunuch. I had them cut off."
"Fuck!" Evan responded. "That better not be happening to us!"
"No," Gimp replied. "You four are going to be the bulls around here. We need your balls healthy and full of cum to release."
"Fuck yeah," Evan replied as he groped himself.
"These are your dinners," Gimp said. "Inside is a sandwich, salad, fruit, and a special nutritional shake. Be sure to finish it off completely. I know you all must be hungry. We will have your induction ceremony later this evening."
"I am starving," Noah said as he came forward and grabbed a bag.
"Me too," Oliver added as he grabbed another one.
Gimp smiled as the four took their meals and sat on the floor to eat. He then turned and left, locking the door behind him. As he came inside the kitchen, Richard looked over at him from the dining table.
"How are the candidates?"
"They are settling in, Master," Gimp replied. "The medication that I mixed into their Lightning Boost should put them out. I will check on them in thirty minutes."
"Good," Richard said. "Once they are out, have Slave help you move them to their chairs and bind them in place. Then set up the altar and bring down Pup and Bull. The doctor and an orderly will be by later tonight to take them to where they will perform the procedures to remove their ability to talk and we should be good to go after they are healed."
"The boy named Evan might be a concern, Sir," Gimp replied. "I've been monitoring their communication over the last hour and he acts a lot like I did when I first came here."
"I've already prepared for any contingency," Richard said. "We will be fitting them all with special collars that a friend of mine made. As long as they stay around the house, there will be no problems, but if they try to wander too far, it will deliver a mild electric shock. If they ignore this and try to escape, it will ramp up the response enough to knock them out. Just keep an eye on him."
"Yes, Sir," Gimp replied.
An hour later, all four boys were asleep. Lucas and Gimp went downstairs and undressed each of them and folded their clothes in neat piles next to the altar. They then hoisted the limp bodies into wooden chairs that had restraints built into them for their arms, legs, and chest. Oliver, Noah, and Evan were no trouble getting in place, but Ben was a heavier boy with a broader chest. It was a tight fit, but they were able to get him strapped down with some effort. They placed ball gags in their mouths last and made sure they were strapped tight. As Lucas looked at each of them, he smiled.
"Well, Master at least had some well-hung candidates. Each of them has nice equipment."
"That's true," Gimp said. "I was kind of shocked at Noah, though. Being the runt of the litter, I wasn't expecting much, but his balls are a handful and his cock is nice, too."
"Can you imagine what he will look like in about six months on the new drug?"
"We may have to make a sling to hold his udder up!" Gimp said with a laugh.
They turned to continue to set up the room when Pup came in followed by Bull. As the large beast ambled over to the side of the room, Lucas smiled at it.
"How are you tonight, Bull?"
Bull grunted and rubbed its udder.
"Yeah, I know," Lucas replied. "It is about milking time. I'll take care of you shortly. For now, we have some new cows we are taking in today. They will be your new friends in the barn!"
Bull smiled as it looked over at the four boys. Lucas was unsure if it remembered anything of its former life or of the time it was inducted into the house. It had the mind of a toddler now and was very kind and playful, just like old Bull had been. It pointed at the new candidates and grunted again.
"Yup, those are your new friends," Lucas said. "You can meet them later. Just sit next to Pup for now."
Bull turned to look at Lucas and frowned.
"Sit, Bull," Lucas said. "Be a good cow."
Bull turned to look at Pup and then slowly moved to sit on the floor, letting its udder roll and rest in front of it. Richard appeared at the top of the stairs shortly after and walked down with his horned hat on and smoking a cigar.
"How are we doing in here?"
"All ready, Sir," Gimp replied.
"Then hit the lights. Let's get this going."
In the darkness of the large space, Lucas saw the candles flickering on the altar in front of his master. His cock and Gimp's balls floated in the jars on one side and the branding iron was on the other. The crackle of a fire that was blazing in the small fireplace behind him was the only sound that could be heard. He could smell the incense that was burning and the odor of the cheap cigar that Richard had in his mouth.
The large man stood for several minutes before moving over to hold smelling salts under the boy's noses to help each of them wake up. As Richard began the ceremony, Lucas found it fascinating to see the reaction from each of them. Ben seemed to be the one least phased, though his leg was shaking. Oliver and Noah were more concerned but were not struggling. Evan, on the other hand, was pulling and twisting in his chair and groaning in the gag. When they were shown Lucas's severed cock and the balls that were taken from Gimp, though, each of them nearly pissed themselves.
They each had signed their contracts before they were brought downstairs, so they were already Richard's property. The next step was to brand them. Lucas watched as his master gave each of them a sedative. He increased the dosage on Evan to ensure the boy was no issue. Gimp and Lucas then unstrapped and brought each boy in turn to the fuck bench where they were bent over and marked with the red hot iron, the circle R seared permanently into the flesh of their ass. Even with the strong sedative, Evan was crying as he was brought back to his chair.
Richard moved to tag their ears after they were returned to their sitting position. He had purchased tinted ID tags for each bull so that they could be identified not only by their barcode but by their unique color. In the future, that is how they would be named. Oliver became 'Blue', Noah became 'Red', Ben became 'Green', and Evan became 'White'.
As the new cattle sat in their chairs, glass-eyed in their drugged state, Richard welcomed them to the farm. He told them they would be stripped of their ability to speak shortly, tattooed with "Bull" across their chests and allowed to heal at a different location before returning. Lucas found out later they were all taken to Richard's former home to recuperate. As Richard gave them their final medication to put them to sleep, Gimp moved to inject each of them with the first double dose of their udder-growing serum, and then they were taken away in a large van by the doctor and his assistant.
Richard then retired to relax with Pup and Brutus while Gimp cleaned up the dungeon and Lucas led Bull over to the barn. As the beast climbed into its stall and the machine was turned on, Lucas smiled and rubbed its ass.
"Well, Bull, today is the day things change around here. You will soon have four transformed brothers to play and spend your life with and we will be even busier around here. This is not where I thought I would be a few years ago, but I am happy to spend it with you."
Bull let out a low groan and shook its ass and Lucas smiled.
"I love you too, big fella."
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