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*pants heavily as my cock grows in my overalls, more and more of her musk curling around my brain* D-did you ever call, like, a vet, or... *loses focus as thick globs of lumpy "milk" dribble from her loose nipples, plopping onto her wobbly gut that thrums with kicks from her stacks of brats* *drooling as I unconsciously grab my cock to try and control it*

I think -uugh- actually... I'll need to give a quick -unf- physical exam... uhm, to make sure she can still -hnng- be bred properly... Huh? Yeah, I heard what you said, she gets knocked up super easily but -fuck- I just need to make sure, o-okay? *sweating heavily, shaking and panting as I grab her plush ass in my attempt to mount her* You can step out, I'm gonna examine her personally, no dude, you can leave, or j-just turn around! *eyes wide and panicked as my hips buck on their own, numb fingers barely able to pull my overalls down before they tear* This isn't what it looks like, don't look at all! Just -unnnnhg- fuuuuuuuck... why is this so goooooooood~

My eyes roll back as my cock sinks deeper into her cunt, face soon plastered against her absurdly plump donut hole. I lap at the meaty ring, swallowing old cum and maggots as her over productive womb quakes around me. My balls groan as my brain struggles to think about anything other than her giving birth around my cock, insects of all kinds squirming and crawling across my sensitive flesh as I disturb their nests. There are so many other sensations, tongues, paws, hooves and deliciously fat holes just like hers dragging across my rod with each thrust as I stir up her babies. No knowing how many of the weaker brats are being crushed or slurped up by their more matured siblings.

By the time I'm done I'm limp on the barn floor, exhausted and delirious. My balls hurt from being so empty, like I nearly pumped them inside out from how bad I needed to fill her up. But even with that, my dick still stands hard, throbbing as insects stimulate it from the inside and out. It doesn't help that she's dragging her big hucow tongue along it over and over, enjoying the taste of her battered offspring mixed with her fermented cunt juices. I can barely pick my head off the hay strewn floor to see that you're now balls deep in her, grunting like an animal as you play back a video you took of me when I was breeding her.

A dog I don't recognize licks their balls in a nearby corner and there's a nearly full-grown horse trying desperately to squeeze her way out of the cunt you're jack hammering. My eyes roll back yet again as thickened, bug riddled ball snot slowly climbs its way up my dick...

First off you should try a skimpy bikini that covers virtually nothing. Cow print is a great bonus but not required obvious. If the barely there strings still feel too warm on your skin, then try being naked? People will stare and judge you and maybe molest you since you look like you're "asking for it" but just remember this is for your health and safety! I few probing hands and tongues is worth it in the name of staying cool...

Getting pissed on is a helpful tactic but remember that a) you need a lot of piss. You'll wanna beg eight or more people to dump their bladder all over you in order to really get any relief! Some people really aren't into that kind of thing so you may have to trade them something like letting them skull fuck you first or nut in your nipples or prolapse your hole(s), you know, fair stuff like that. Anyway, the other thing to consider is maybe your body needs dog, horse, cow or some other creature's (fox, wolf, deer, giant bug, dragon... whatever you have in your area!) piss instead. It can make a big difference, believe it or not. Plus, you only need like four horses to get the right volume. If you're not sure I recommend just trying everything available to you, what's the worst that can happen if you decide you don't like it? I'm sure your local pound would let you leave as opposed to chaining you up and making you a permanent doggie urinal or whatever... Oh, and you should also swallow as much piss as you can stomach btw, plus a little more than that, to stay hydrated! Don't wait until you "feel" thirsty, just open wide and take every drop you can get!

Speaking of dogs and stuff, getting a tongue bath regularly helps a lot. All that sweat and build up needs to go somewhere or else it just cakes your skin and makes you feel warmer, I personally think dogs are more efficient with their long, flat tongues. Be sure to let them lick everywhere, as much as they want. People can do this too but sometimes you have to force them; you know what I mean? They might say something like "No-! Agh- fuck! I don't want to be a tongue rag!" or "OOOuurgh- you reek-! I'm not licking that!" But a fist in their hair can do wonders for their motivation! Work with them long enough and they'll either fully accept their new role in keeping you cool or at least form a physical dependency, so they'll have that look in their eyes like they hate it but will do it anyway <3

Sometimes you just need to get out of the sun, so having somewhere dark and cool to retreat to is important. Goon dens (your's or otherwise) are good for this, so are filthy alleyways and shaded dumpsters. Poorly maintained restrooms inside seedy bars and strangers' vans can work too. But if none of these are available but you're really getting cooked you can jam your entire body inside someone's dick/cunt/ass/piss slit if absolutely necessary. This is a go to solution I'd recommend to just anyone because it's still pretty warm inside someone's overstressed, sweaty balls, obviously. But at least you'd be out of the harsh sun and have plenty of fluids to drink or whatever.

Oddly enough rubbing disturbing amounts of cum and smeg all over your skin can help reduce the effects of the sun and resulting overheating. So, if you think you wanna venture out of your goon cave, restroom stall, or local barn, don't do it without getting plastered in thick, potent jizz first! You can use your own for your front and face, but you know how hard it is to do your back yourself... so don't be afraid to get lots of help from family, friends, strangers, and local fauna.

The bull is always looking for somewhere nice to rest his engorged cum tanks and your face looks perfect! You don't mind if he takes his time getting comfy, right? He's gotta find the perfect position... let's see. He lays you down on a nice bed of hay and stands above you slowly squatting lower and lower, his gurgling bull balls getting sooooooo close. You can feel the heat radiating off of them before they ever touch you. Finally, your whole head is engulfed, the stench would knock you out if you could breathe at all, the weight more intense than he made it seem. He carries them so well!

So, there he is squatting and resting the full weight of his nuts directly on your face, pinning your shoulders to the hay. He thinks you should get better acquainted though and presses his powerful hand down on his sack, grabbing one teste and grinding it down over your face. The movement does nothing for your lungs, no pockets of air created as his rubs his ball slowly rolling his hips in rhythm.

Now that you should be very familiar with him, he shifts, you can't tell what position he's in because his sack never lifts. Until it does, slamming back down with as much force as, well, a bull. He's on all fours swinging his hips with all his might causing his balls to fly up and slam down with such force and speed you still never get a breath. His cock gradually spitting up just a few globs of cum.

His nuts hammer you in the face one last time before you're in total darkness again barely registering how his weight shifts. He's laid back now, resting in the hay completely on top of you, balls nestled on your face like they belong there (they do) and it would seem he's finally comfortable. He starts jerking his fat bull cock letting it flop over his belly and seat between his busty pecs. You can't hear him, but he lets you know he's gonna dump a load or two and that should lighten the load, think you can stay conscious that long? Eh, does it matter?

And mmmmmmmm being so stressed (but for real, sorry about your stress) you would actually let that dumb mutt pump against your mancunt even covered? Hot.

He really can't control himself is the thing, he'd be so embarassed by his behavior but unable to stop because one) he can tell you're stressed and reallllllllllllly wants to help!!! and two) your shorts are soooooooooooo soft, and smell really good and his sheath is really soft and smells soooooooooo good so it just makes sense to kinda put them together right?

Well maybe he got carried away because his big fat dog dick is growing and growing and growing and all he can do is whimper and shake and look so worried and confused because shit, what should he do? He was trying to make you feel better but now he's the one who's painfully hard and squirmy and he can't think and you feel sooooooooooo good but it's not enough when he's this big??

When you mercifully slide your shorts to the side, he looks at you with the biggest, wettest eyes, in disbelief you'd actually invite him to get his own relief from the situation. He knows he shouldn't, but it'd take him all day to nut by himself, so he dives in, stuffing you so obscenely full of his tapered fuck rod. He humps you with abandon, enjoying every sound and smell between your two bodies. He's almost completely lost in the feeling when he hears you say if he knocks you up, you'll crop his ears- fuck, fuck, fuck-

He tries to pull out right then and there but no dice his knot already stuffed inside you. He wills himself to hold back, to wait until he can cream your face instead but it's too hard, your mancunt is so good, wrapped around him just right. He can't resist, it's too much!

He fills you up with so much potent pup seed the pressure it creates dislodges his knot with one large POP and a gush of cum. He stumbles backwards and land in a heap, promptly falling asleep...