#ram ranch

Big hard throbbing staves wanting to be polished

Eighteen naked wizards wanting to be spellcasters

Wizards in the shower at Merlin's Tower

On their knees wanting to ponder crystal orbs

Drone, Drone on the Range

It had taken months since SERVE first revealed its existence to the public for the rural communities of the Midwest to overcome their initial feelings of revulsion at the thought of corn-fed country boys becoming drones. But, with time, good looks, and an excess of masculine strength that came in handy at the homestead, many folks ended up changing their minds.

And so, SERVE drones became fixtures of the countryside, just as they had become commonplace everywhere else. Some drones, like 175, even took a liking to the new rustic setting — at least, as much of a drone is capable of “liking,” anyway.

Some drones took to working pastures and farmland with ease, the strongest among them capable of carrying cattle on their backs with little effort, a squadron of cybernetic Milos of Croton.

Other drones sought simple country home companionship, swapping cigars on the front porch as they looked out at the countryside, bonding with one another in the ways of drones and men alike. As for what happened once the sun set on the ranch — well, that was for the drones to know, and for prospective male hosts to one day find out.

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