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When you write the animal things do imagine actual animals or hybrids

Hybrids!!! I would NEVER write bestiality or anything with animals; is gross

I like to think the hybrids have animals ears, tails (and horns if they do have it) and a fluffier hair/more body hair. As for physical appearance i like to imagine, for example, cow hybrids are chubbier and tall with curlier/wavy hair. As for cowhybrid!reader, I had in mind the mini highland cows bc they're so adorable look at 'em; but since cowhybrid!reader is a self insert of whoever is reading i prefer to not clarify weight but just that they're shorter than the rest of the cows bc...well, mini highland cow are MINI (the second photo is a mini highland cow compared to a normal sized cow)

CoyoteHybrid! Philip Graves x Cowhybrid!Reader

CW: noncon, both degrading kink and praise kink, you're dumb, stupid, no brains, only beauty, no protection, cumming inside, Graves is an asshole

Mhmnhm, farmer! John Price, punishing cow hybrid! reader for being a brat by making you sleep outside with the other cows, you weren't used to sleep in the grass, you were so much smaller than the other cow hybrids, you looking like a calf next to the big ladies, they were so much older, so much more experienced, these cow ladies have been around for so long they already know what to do and not to do, and one of the things to not do was don't trust the coyotes, they might sound sweet but they just want to take a bite out of you — you wasn't aware of that, the other cows might seem sweet and even motherly but you're too shy to approach them, so you just lay in the grass, thinking about how mad you are at your farmer and how you miss your warm bed.

When, all of a sudden, you hear some noises coming from the woods, it is dark; you can't see anything. The bell on your collar ringing as you went to check what that was about, your little ears fluttering and your tail moving curiously — you shouldn't, you know you shouldn't, but this will teach a lesson to Price! Maybe this way, he'll learn to not leave you alone (even if you were acting like a brat).

You clumsily jump over the fence, staining your nightgown in the process. You follow the noise, trying to be quiet, but the bell on your neck makes it harder. Unfortunately, you can't take it off; only Price has the key, that bastard! You swear to yourself you're going to bite him as hard as possible when you see him.

"Oh... What do we have here?" You jump in surprise, a voice coming out from behind you. From the dark, he appears. A coyote with light blonde fur and blue eyes, he was tall, with a body you could describe as athletic, his tail swinging with curiosity, his eyes wandering your body as if you are his next meal, and he had a scar on one of his cheek; you wonder why...

He gets closer, making you freeze. What should you do? Run??? You've never been in a situation like this; you don't know what to do. He puts his hands on your waist, pulling you closer. Your body shivers, your ears get flat on your head, and your tail goes between your legs.

He sniffs you... And then bites down hard on your neck, drawing blood. "Ah!" You yell out in pain and surprise, using all your strength to push him away. He falls to the ground, and your legs immediately start running.

You don't know where you're going; he knows this place much better than you do, and the fact this stupid bell is on doesn't help! His footsteps are getting closer and closer; he's much faster, and in a quick movement, he pins you down to the ground.

You squirm, trying to get away. "Help! Help!" "Shh, shh... I'm sorry, m'kay? Shh..." He puts his hand on your mouth, silencing you. Tears stream down your face. That's it; you're dead. You're so dead.

"Didn't mean to hurt you, cow. You just smell so good." He smirks. You try to fight back, kicking your legs, but that's easy for him to pin down back again. "You look so fuckin' delicious, I could eat you whole, sweetheart." He, basically, whines out that he was... drooling... like a starved dog.

"Your ears look so soft... I wonder what they taste like." He gets closer to your face and bites on one of your ears, making you squirm and cry. But, from that position, one of your arms and hands was free, and you took the opportunity to try and fight back, giving him a slap on the face. That makes him freeze, stop munching on your ear, and stare back at you... And smile. A twisted smile.

"A fighter, uh? You're so adorable, cow. Have no idea how happy this makes me." He starts... Humping on you. Stupid nightgown, why did it have to be so short?! He seems to be turned on by the slap, a masochist; no matter how much you bite, kick, or slap, that only makes him more aroused.

You can feel his hard cock through your thin panties. He stops for a moment and stares at you. "You know... I was going to eat you. But I won't... Do what I say, okay? Or else..." You nod frantically, just wanting to go back to the farm and apologize for being so disobedient.

He gets up and forces you to your knees, making you face-to-face with his bulge. "Have you ever sucked cock, cow?" A shy and scared no is what comes out of your lips. "You're going to now." He unzips his pants and his boxers.

His cock was long and thick, with veins all over it, precum leaking out of the tip. He pumps it a few times before getting it inside your mouth. "Hmm... So warm and wet... Come on, up and down." He moves your head alongside the 'up and down' command, teaching you how to do it. "No teeth. If I feel one tooth, you're dead."

Scared, you begin moving; it felt so weird! Stretching your lips and throat in a way you didn't know was possible, it was so big, filling all of your mouth. You try to stop for a moment to breathe, but he forces your head back onto his cock. "Don't stop."

Tears in your eyes, you keep moving. After a while, he starts groaning a bit more, and then a strange liquid fills your throat; he forces your head in place, making you drink all of his cum. "Oh, fuck..." he moans.

The second he lets you go, you're coughing, breathing for air. "W-what was that?!" "My milk... You produce milk too, right? That's my milk, men's milk." He jokes, saying it in a tone as if you were stupid.

"C-can I go now?" You ask, voice shaky and shy. "What? Of course not." He kneels down in front of you and pushes you down to the ground again, aggressively taking off your panties and putting his cock in without warning. "Ah! No, wait—" "Shut up!" He smacks your face.

It hurts, it burns, but it's so good. You're so wet and tight, pretty pussy, so good it was just waiting to be ruined by a man like him. "I don't want to see your stupid tears..." He frowns, groans and moves you to lay on your stomach.

His moves are nothing close to gentle; they are aggressive and fast, your bell making noise every time his dick slammed back into your pussy, he smirks, "That bell is so cute.. I like it." Then, he moves even faster, wanting to hear more and more of the bell.

He's treating you like a sex toy. "You're so tight... So wet... You're turned on by this, aren't you? Dirty cow." "N-no—" "Yes, you are. You like this, don't you? You love a big, mean coyote like me, taking you by force." He teases you, his thrusts hard and hurting.

"I'm going to fill you up so good, little cow... I want you screaming my name." "I-I don't-I-" He scoffs, "You don't know my name? It's Graves. Graves is the man that is fucking' you." He pulls your tail, making you squeak and squeeze your walls against him.

He smirks, pulling your tail even more, making you cry more. Everything about this hurts, hurts so good... "Scream my name, stupid cow." "Graves! G-graves— ah!" "Good fuckin' girl, so cockdrunk, uh? Stupid cow, pathetic."

His moves start getting more and more out of rhythm, and that same warm liquid you felt on your mouth is now filling your pussy. He stimulates your little bundle of nerves, making you cum and squeeze around him once more without any effort. Without any ceremony, he pulls his cock out of your pussy and dresses himself up. Leaving you there on the ground, tired, cum dripping out of you...

Maybe you shouldn't have disobeyed Price.

Stupid cow.

so uhh i want to write more stuff about the hybrid farm sooo who u guys think should be the mean coyote bc yeah i love mean man

ive been thinking maybe graves, makarov, krueger or nikto (dont worry abt konig i have special plans for him

You're a lil cow at a hybrid farm, your farmer is the person you love the most, his name is John Price and he loves you too! but you're just a little stubborn cow who refuses to get breed and produce milk to his farm even though you were VERY expensive and that is getting on his nerves, your body was made to make more babies and produce warm milk but you doesn't want to get breed... Until he basically forces you by saying 'if you don't contribute to the farm, you won't be part of it' and of course, you can't quite survive in the wild so you follow your farmer to the stall and... and the bull is scary! he's big, dirty blonde hair, penetrating dark brown eyes that seem to look into your soul and his fur makes it looks like he has a skull on his face, he's twice your size and so intimidating! You're just a cute lil cow, why does you mate have to be so scary? Didn't Price had other bulls that weren't so terrifying?! Like the one with the funny accent or the one that was always wearing a sunglass, they look are definitely are less intimidating than... This thing!

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Well, at least the babies you and him made are cute and strong, and your milk is as delicious as Price imagined.