Up to Stud

by Marnssj

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, Alternate Universe, Human, Romance, Comedy, Random
Length: 945

A simple story about the joys of animal husbandry. Specifically, our bovine heroine the prize-winning Raricow will be inseminated by Bull Biceps. A tale of genetic manipulation via forced breeding.

Bull Biceps is on loan to a human farm, and his only task is to impregnate Raricow. Neither are particularly willing participants at first, but they come around.

Rated Mature for depictions of mercifully unglamorous hot bovine animal sex.

Author's Note: Undergoing a complete rewrite! :pinkiehappy:

Link to the old cover art that everyone loved: https://derpibooru.org/573627 (SFW)

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-04-20 02:10:02 UTC

The Unedited Original — Burn After Reading

Apple Bloom loathed having to do any of the chores involving animal breeding on Sweet Apple Acres, and normally would have passed those duties on to Applejack or Big Macintosh.  But with both siblings off delivering pies again, the task fell on her young shoulders.  She knew it was important to get this done as they had a stud on temporary and costly loan from another farm, and Applejack's prize breeding cow Rarity had lain un-impregnated for far too long now.

Apple Bloom already had Rarity waiting in a stall in the barn, and dragged her feet as she slowly walked over to another stall that housed the waiting Bulk Biceps.  "Alright you big galoot, time for you to stud," she mumbled pensively, opening the stall door and leading him across the hay-strewn floor to the waiting Rarity.  Normally the stud bull would mount the cow rapidly and do his dirty business, but Bulk Biceps just stared out into space.

"C'mon, we can do this the easy way or the hard way," Apple Bloom grumbled, tapping her foot as she stared at the two massive farm animals just standing there dumbfounded.  She let out a sigh as she realized she would have to take matters into her own hands.  "Hard way it is then," she said, marching over to the supply cabinet.

She pulled out the plastic bucket of industrial-strength pheromones and some shoulder-length rubber gloves.  Donning the long rubber gloves as she walked back over to the stall, she hesitantly opened the bucket and scooped up a handful of the soupy chemical-laced gel.  Gingerly, she applied the mess all over Rarity's backside, focusing especially on the genital region, not stopping until Rarity's mound glistened.

She stepped back and prodded Bulk Biceps forward a little.  He still refused to do his job, however, merely standing there dumbly and looking around as though he were confused on what was supposed to happen next.  "Ugh, do it already, damn bull," Apple Bloom swore, leaning back against the wall as she looked back and forth between the two bovines.  Rarity stared straight ahead and absent-mindedly chewed some hay, looking particularly bored.

"You're really gonna make me do this, aren't'cha?" she asked, walking back over to the supply cabinet to fetch the Crisco.  "Last chance," she said in a sing-song fashion, patting Bulk Biceps hard on the hind-quarters.  "Ah hate havin' to do this but you've forced my hand," she groaned, opening the can and scooping up a big glob.  She then greased up her whole gloved arm all the way up to the shoulder, and mentally prepared herself for what would come next.

Standing on a step-stool, she apprehensively slid her fingers into Bulk Biceps immense bull anus.  Slowly she slid her hand and then her arm into the massive beast's behind, feeding inch after inch of herself into his waiting depths.  She hoped her arms were long enough to reach.  Feeling around, she found the knot of flesh she was looking for: the prostate gland, situated right behind the intestinal wall where she knew it would be.

Apple Bloom timidly began to massage Bulk Biceps' prostate, and a change came over him in a flash.  The probing perked him right up, and he immediately sprung into action, mounting Rarity and hanging his front legs over her shoulders.  Rarity mooed in surprise and then moaned as Bulk Biceps' thrusting hips found their mark.  He speared into her bovine folds, rutting away as Apple Bloom continued her ministrations, gently palpating his prostate.

Apple Bloom stuck her tongue out in disgust as she kept pushing against the massive gland, attempting to milk the seed from him.  "Ah told you it didn't have to be the hard way," she said under her breath as Bulk Biceps thrusted madly into Rarity, his cock throbbing with the need to breed.  The animalistic noises coming from them made Apple Bloom want to retch, but she knew she had to stand strong and do this chore, or Applejack would never let her hear the end of it.

Finally with a few last jerky thrusts, the combined efforts of Apple Bloom and Rarity had successfully coaxed Bulk Biceps to ejaculation, and he spurted long ropes of seed into Rarity's waiting womb.  Tentatively withdrawing her arm from Bulk Biceps, Apple Bloom wiped her brow and rested against the wall, slowly sinking down until she was seated.  She watched, satisfied, as Bulk Biceps pulled out and dismounted Rarity, replacing his dumb and confused expression with one of contentment.  Rarity looked happier as well.

Apple Bloom lead Bulk Biceps back to his stall where she brushed him and gave him some turnips.  His owner would be back to pick him up tomorrow, so for now his job was complete.  She walked back over to tend Rarity, making sure she was comfortable.  In time and with a little luck, the pregnancy would take, and the Apples could transfer the embryos to another cow that was genetically inferior.

It didn't even have to be their cow, for that matter, as the Apples had sold off Rarity's high-quality embryos to other farmers in the past, for surrogate implantation in their own cattle.  Apple Bloom knew that with Bulk Biceps' valuable genetics combined with Rarity's, they'd either get another line of prize cattle out of this, or a nice wad of cash for all her efforts.  Applejack's gonna be plum proud of me, Apple Bloom thought with a wide grin.

"Whew, that sure was something, wasn't it?" Apple Bloom chuckled, glad to be done with her final chore of the day.  Now she could go back to reading, or listening to music, or just standing on the kitchen table talking to herself.  The world was her oyster.

"Mooooo," Rarity said gratefully, as Apple Bloom brushed her lovingly.