As they started up the farms private lane they passed a sign stating Wicky’s Sheep Ranch. The farmhouse was far from the road and by the time they neared it the pair were thirsty and tired from walking in the Sun.
As they reached the yard a male sheep came out of the house and called to them. “Afternoon gents what brings you to my farm?”
“Hi I guess you’re Wicky? Our car broke down and we can’t get a signal to call a tow truck. Can we use your phone to call for one?” answered Snow.
The sheep shook his head, “yes I’m Wicky, but no there’s no phonelines out here. I do have a CB inside. You two look beat, take a rest on the porch and I radio into town for the tow”.
The two collapsed into chairs glad to be in the shade. A few minutes later the sheep returned carrying a tray with tree glasses. “Would you like some iced tea?” he asked. The two quickly accepted and gulped it down.
They chatted to pass the time waiting for the tow truck. At one point Loupy realized the sheep hadn’t even taken a sip of his ice tea. “Aren’t you thirsty?” he asked. The sheep grinned but before he could answer Snow mumbled “I feel strange …” The bear tried to stand and stumbled to the floor.
“Snow!” Loupy cried and then felt his consciousness quickly fading as well.
When the wolf awoke he felt himself being placed in something and a zipper being closed. “What’s happening” he stammered.
“Oh good, my other little lamb is awake. That will make this much more fun.” came Wicky’s voice from above him.
“What have you done to me! What’s wrong with my limbs!” Loupy cried.
“Take a look at your friend and you’ll see.”
The wolf looked around but could only see an oddly shaped lamb trying to drink from a hanging bottle and moaning whenever the tube attached to them twitched. “Sn … Snow?”
The lamb looked over at Loupy and the wolf recognized his friends purple eyes inside the suit.
Fear overwhelmed the wolf and he peed a little as he tried to run. “Let us go you crazy sheep, we are not your lambs!”
The farmer was ready for this and used his crook to grab Loupy around the neck and pull him back. “Now why can’t you be docile like your friend? He barely resisted. I’m glad you two are already used to being diapered, that one less thing to get you accustomed to”.
Wicky started pulling Loupy toward a large enema bag. “Now let’s get you cleaned out, then you can be milked and fed like your friend. After that you two will join my flock”.
“You’re going to put us with the feral’s?”
Wicky chuckled, “they’re as much feral’s as you two. You’re not the first ones to come here looking for help. Maybe one of the rams will take a liking to you … heck maybe I’ll take a turn enjoying you two first. You know what they say about Sheppard’s that get lonely”.
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