I present to you a new character of mine (one of many to come actually that I realized I've thought up and have not shown yet) This "little" bull is named Cyrus... that's right. Bull. That's a guy! I've always found the idea of a really stacked guy appealing and I've wanted to make a bull character for some time so I figured I'd put the two together. I decided to go the route of a human with animal features, as opposed to full out anthro sort of to make him more distinct especially from my other cows, Ira and Rose. As to whether or not he's a minotaur, or one of his parents was full human, I don't know, so don't ask! I really wanted to give him freckles, but the way I tackled it in coloring just looked off so... the freckles are just implied. They'll appear in later pictures XD
Cyrus' father was the stereotypical big, brawny bull with muscles to spare. From the second he found out he was going to have a child he wanted nothing more then to have a son in his hulking image and he gave that son a name he thought was befitting of that idealistic physique. What he however was... a bit different to say the least! It became quickly obvious that Cyrus took far more after his mother in nearly all aspects and was an overall frail child that did less than poorly at any physical activities, but it wasn't until he got older that it became all too obvious HOW much he took after his mother.
As his body became more and more feminine and his chest blossomed to sizes unimaginable, his parents soon realized it was best to keep their irregular son sheltered to avoid the inevitable ridicule his body would receive. Despite all this and getting the exact opposite of what he had initially wanted, this did not mean that Cyrus' father loved him any less. If anything, it gave them an even stronger bond as his father did anything he could to not make his son feel like an outcast... this did sort of end up causing the young bull to be extremely spoiled though!
This spoiling wouldn't end as he grew up however. As he began to help out on the farm he lived on, others began to notice that his bizarre chest wasn't just for show. "There's oil in them thar hills!" as one might say. It became obvious quickly that Cyrus could not only produce, but in abundance! He was then gradually molded into a milker, getting pampered and fed copious amounts of things that could help increase his yield and overall taste. The end result was him becoming the top milker of his farm, outputting several other cows with ease.
All this spoiling has resulted in a bit of a saucy attitude though. Cyrus can be brazen and uppity, and easily becomes jealous if he thinks someone is trying to replace him. Deep down though he's a very meek, timid boy but it may take a bit for him to open up.
Although he looks like a cow, Cyrus is still a bull (as one can see from a certain bulge underneath) and has very strong genes... as such he is also intended to be a top breeder as well as a milker, though whether or not he's been brave enough to actually do it with anyone is unknown, this does mean though that his daily milkings may frequently involve another type of milking if you catch my drift~
Cyrus' father was the stereotypical big, brawny bull with muscles to spare. From the second he found out he was going to have a child he wanted nothing more then to have a son in his hulking image and he gave that son a name he thought was befitting of that idealistic physique. What he however was... a bit different to say the least! It became quickly obvious that Cyrus took far more after his mother in nearly all aspects and was an overall frail child that did less than poorly at any physical activities, but it wasn't until he got older that it became all too obvious HOW much he took after his mother.
As his body became more and more feminine and his chest blossomed to sizes unimaginable, his parents soon realized it was best to keep their irregular son sheltered to avoid the inevitable ridicule his body would receive. Despite all this and getting the exact opposite of what he had initially wanted, this did not mean that Cyrus' father loved him any less. If anything, it gave them an even stronger bond as his father did anything he could to not make his son feel like an outcast... this did sort of end up causing the young bull to be extremely spoiled though!
This spoiling wouldn't end as he grew up however. As he began to help out on the farm he lived on, others began to notice that his bizarre chest wasn't just for show. "There's oil in them thar hills!" as one might say. It became obvious quickly that Cyrus could not only produce, but in abundance! He was then gradually molded into a milker, getting pampered and fed copious amounts of things that could help increase his yield and overall taste. The end result was him becoming the top milker of his farm, outputting several other cows with ease.
All this spoiling has resulted in a bit of a saucy attitude though. Cyrus can be brazen and uppity, and easily becomes jealous if he thinks someone is trying to replace him. Deep down though he's a very meek, timid boy but it may take a bit for him to open up.
Although he looks like a cow, Cyrus is still a bull (as one can see from a certain bulge underneath) and has very strong genes... as such he is also intended to be a top breeder as well as a milker, though whether or not he's been brave enough to actually do it with anyone is unknown, this does mean though that his daily milkings may frequently involve another type of milking if you catch my drift~
Category All / Fat Furs
Species Cow
Size 594 x 520px
File Size 207.4 kB
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*he wobbles and jiggles around like a velvety jello mold; some of the softest fat you've ever felt. His face light up further and his eyes dart away. * really funny. You try finding clothes that fit these things. It's not like I have much a choice, hell this is even after I've been milked too! *his nipples swell and engorge as he's drank from again, stifling a moo* nnngh and even then that's not an open invite... Perv. Least you could do is ask...
HHNRRGH!? *his eyes swell and his tail stands up straight in shock as his face goes beat red of course in order to get close enough to even kiss him, one has to be buried in his wealth of soft, jiggling flesh. He quickly pulls away* I-I ...I nngh *gives him a weak little push accomplishing little*
*he moans softly as those hands dig into his supple flesh, gasping as those hands grip his fat ass, finger digging a little deeper in the middle then they should* ahh! Nnghmfff y-yeeaah *he literally was too. He won constant prizes and contests and he was proud of that*
*his eyebrows shoot upward and his ear twitch* Wha--hey! J-just cuz I look like a girl doesn't mean I wanna be fucked like one? *he says giving you a glare, though it looks more like a pout* (going pretty long, if you'd like to continue in notes, that would be cool)
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