The large bovine smiles down at the smaller human. Now, the bull stood on his knees at the foot of the bed. He slowly, smoothly collects the humans ankles in his hooved hands.
He licks his lips before opening his maw. Blunt, flat teeth line his jaws.
The human smiles shyly, biting his lip.
He licks his lips before opening his maw. Blunt, flat teeth line his jaws.
The human smiles shyly, biting his lip.
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The room is cooler, far cooler than the bovine's breath. The large bull's breath comes out in steamy puffs, causing the human's toes to curl.
With slow precision, the human's feet meet the bull's long, hot tongue.
The vessel to hold food and pump food down. . . Down. . . Down. . . Down. Into the first stomach. The human breathlessly moans and shudders at the feeling around his feet.