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The farmers of the small rural town were quite passionate in how much they disliked that movie.\n\nSamantha Danning was making out with her boyfriend in his truck. The cow/horse hybrid had gotten close to the boy over the last year. Mostly because Earl Peters was the only boy close to her age in town. The corgi was 17, a year older than she was. Though despite being a year older, he was significantly smaller. Though that was more due to her being larger than almost anyone else in town. At 16, she stood at 6'2\", and was quite well built from her time working on her parents' farm. She looked mostly like a horse, but the bovine side was just as clear in the little stubby horns that poked through her straw blond hair, and the splotchy brown-on-white markings covering her body. Also, she was extremely well endowed, her breasts so big she had to special order bras to contain the things.\n\nEarl really liked her tits, too. The athletic young canine had a firm grip on her right breast, squeezing it through her light blouse. She let out a soft moan into his mouth, not minding the groping. They had been dating for almost a year now, and this was hardly the first time he had played with them, though so far, only through her clothing. She hoped to change that tonight. Their date had gone well. They went to a movie, then had dinner at a local diner in town. Even did some dancing to the music on the old jukebox in the place, even if the music it played was older than either of them. Now Earl's old pickup was parked just outside of her house.\n\nSam broke the kiss, panting softly as she pressed her nose to his. \"This... has been a wonderful night.\"\n\nHe smiled, still groping her chest, though did slide his other hand to hold her close. \"It has been pretty nice, yeah.\" He leaned up a little to kiss her nose. \"Wish it didn't have to end...\"\n\nShe couldn't help but smile at his perfect setup. \"Maybe it doesn't have to...?\" She gave him a knowing look.\n\nThe boy chuckled softly. \"Why Samantha Danning. Are you propositioning me?\"\n\nThe hybrid shrugged. \"Maybe. If you'd like to.\" She slid back away from him just a little. \"I wouldn't mind if you came inside with me.\" She felt a slight blush on her cheeks. \"Maybe to my room, where we can continue to keep each other company for a time.\"\n\nHe canted his head a little, a little affectation that she found absolutely adorable. \"Well, I wouldn't mind none...\" His smile faded a little, replaced by a look of concern. \"But... what about your mom?\"\n\nShe shook her head. \"Don't you worry none about Ma. She's out at her book club meetings on Wenesdays.\"\n\nHis smile grew wider. \"Well then. I won't be one to turn down such a polite invitation.\" The two teens chuckled as they got out of the truck and made their way to her house, hand-in-hand the whole way. Sam pushed the door open for him and led him inside. He had been in the house many times now, so he knew which way was which. At least until they got to the top of the stairs. He had never been in her room before tonight. It was a simple sort of room, not much in the way of decorations. The walls were covered in a pastel blue wallpaper. There was a shelf with a few books, mostly the same kind of school books his parents made him read. Her desk looked far too small for someone her size, with a laptop sitting closed and charging on the surface.\n\nLastly was the bed. It was huge, though it probably had to be to fit the large woman that slept in it. The covers were left bunched up where she had haphazardly thrown off them that morning. A set of pillows sat at the head, all of it wrapped in soft linen of earthy green. She climbed onto the mattress, urging him to follow her. It was a bit more firm than his tastes, but still comfortable enough as he knelt down onto it. He looked up to see her blushing even more now that he was here.\n\nShe cleared her throat. \"So... uh... I hadn't planned farther than this...\"\n\nEarl chuckled softly, leaning up to give her nose a gentle kiss. \"Well, how about we start with clothes, and see where it goes from there?\" His hands came up to start rubbing her breasts again, but then moved down to take hold of the hem of her blouse. He glanced up to make sure she was okay with it, and saw a little nod from her. He lifted the shirt up and off, revealing those lovely tits, covered in a simple blue bra. His hand moved up, sliding along her muscular belly, until it arrived at the clasp holding the cloth together. With her chest as large as it was, the bra's clasp was at the front, making it easy for him to undo it. The moment he did, the fabric sprang away, letting the heavy mounds bounce free for him to finally see. \"Man, these are so beautiful.\"\n\nShe smiled, though still felt her blush. \"Y-you really think so? I'm not... gross?\" She had some self-image issues with her nature as a hybrid... among other things. Small town farmers were not always the most kind to people who were different, so she had heard her fair share of insults growing up. The internet was also not the most kind of places, either.\n\nThe boy smiled. \"I think they're lovely.\" The canine leaned back, his little curled tail wagging happily behind him. \"Here, I'll prove it.\" He quickly slid his own shirt off, then reached down to start unbuckling his jeans. She watched intently as he slid them down his slender legs, revealing a pair of white briefs under, a noticeable tent in the front. She felt her blush grow even more as he pulled those down as well, revealing six inches of hard dog cock to her. He stroked his length just a little. \"See? It's all hard because of you.\"\n\nShe giggled softly at him. \"I guess it's only fair I should show you mine, now...\" She reached down to start undoing the waist of her long dress. \"Just... don't... don't freak out, okay?\"\n\nThe boy laughed softly. \"Why would I freak out? You're really pretty, and I'm sure that it- WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!?\" He suddenly flinched away from her, crawling back off of the bed so fast that he fell to the floor, only to scramble to his feet and back away until he hit the wall.\n\nSam let out a soft whimper as she finished pulling her clothes off, revealing the massive 14 inch long horse cock she had been hiding. \"I-I... it's m-mine...\"\n\nHe looked up at her, panic and disbelief on his face. \"Why the fuck do you have a cock!?\"\n\nShe winced. \"Please, I... I just wanted to...\" She stood up a little, lifting the heavy balls to show a very feminine slit hiding under them. \"I have the other part, too! Y-you can-\"\n\n\"NO!\" The boy inched away from her as she stood. \"I did not sign up to fuck a girl with a dick bigger than mine!\" He scoffed. \"If you even are a girl.\"\n\n\"I am!\" She clenched her fists, her heart breaking with every word he said. \"Y-you said you loved me! I thought you'd understand!\"\n\nEarl let out another short laugh. \"Loved you? Your tits, sure. Thought you would be a nice fuck, so I can look past you being a crossbreed. But...\" He shot a disgusted look at her cock. \"Ugh. No.\" He grabbed his pants. \"I'm not fucking a freak!\"\n\n\"Don't call me that.\" Her voice was suddenly calm and even, and decidedly cold.\n\n\"What? A freak?\" He laughed. \"Why? You are one! Look at you! Horse with cow tits and horns! And that...\" He motioned at her shaft. \"THING between your legs! You're a freaking monst-\" His words were cut off as her fist slammed into his face, sending him staggering backwards. His back hit the wall, the clothes he had grabbed all tumbling to the floor again.\n\n\"[b][i]I AM NOT A FREAK![/i][/b]\" She bellowed at him as her hands lashed out. She didn't strike him again, but instead grabbed his throat with both hands, easily wrapping her fingers around his neck entirely. He grabbed her wrists as he made a choked sound, but she wouldn't relent. She slammed him back against the wall hard. \"I thought you would understand! You were supposed to be different!\" She lifted him by his neck, slamming him against the wall again, leaving him kicking in her grip. \"But this whole time you were just lying to me? Just so you could get in my pants!?\"\n\nShe wasn't even really seeing him as he struggled, tears streaming from her eyes. His mouth was open in a scream, but only a raspy croak came from him. He planted his feet against her belly to try and push her away, but she just leaned into it, denying him the leverage. She grit her teeth as he flailed, trying to pull her arms away, to no avail. She started to slam him against the wall over and over as she kept calling him a liar. He struck so hard the shelves beside him rattled, threatening to spill their contents.\n\nShe finally snapped back to reality when she heard the crunch as she slammed him one more time. The boy's eyes went even wider, pupils shrinking to pinpricks as he looked at her with utter horror. Then his vision grew unfocused as his body just trembled in her grip. \"Oh... oh no! NO!\" She flinched her hands away, and he dropped to the floor in a heap. \"No... no no no!\" She crouched down, reaching out, but stopped, almost afraid to touch him as he kept shivering on the floor. There was a last puff of air that escaped him, then he was still. She started panting heavily, her heart pounding in her chest. \"Oh shit... shit... shit shit...\"\n\n\"Sam?\" She froze as she heard the voice behind her. Her body started to tremble even more as she heard her mother walking into her room. \"What is going on in- OH MY GODS!\" She dared to turn to look behind her. Her mother was standing in the doorway, wearing her 'nice' dress, though it was still just a plain blue thing that only sort of accentuated her figure. The older bovine had her hands over her mouth as she stared at the naked boy slumped on the floor in her daughter's room.\n\nSam opened her mouth, closing it again, and tried once more to think of what to say. \"M-Ma... I-I... I don't... he... He said...\" She kept stumbling over her words, the tears running from her eyes again. \"He called me a... a freak... and... he was going to... just use me for... for sex and then he saw m-my...\" The words started to just spill out of her mouth. \"And he called me a freak and a monster and I don't know what happened and then there was a crack and he started shaking and then fell over and.... and...\" She froze again as her mother suddenly put her arms around her, hugging her. She was expecting the woman to freak out and yell or... anything other than console her.\n\nThe middle aged woman, Bethany, just hugged her daughter tight. \"Oh, honey.\" She let out a soft sigh as she felt the girl still shaking against her. \"You're not a freak. You're just different.\" She reached up and gently started to stroke the crying teen's hair gently. \"I was afraid this might happen some day... you take too much after your father.\"\n\nShe looked up, a little confused. \"After... Pa?\" Her father had died of a massive stroke when she was only 8, so she didn't remember too much about him. But he was always a kind man, a good father to her.\n\nBeth shook her head. \"No, not your pa. I mean your biological father.\"\n\nSam just blinked a few times. \"Oh...\" She always knew that her Pa was not her biological father. Considering he was also a bovine, her being part horse would make that particularly hard to cover up, so they never hid it from her. She had always just thought they just used a donor, not that they actually knew him. Whenever she asked, her father used to say he would tell her when she was older. Once she was older, her mother was always very cagey about it, but also got a sad look. Sam always thought it was just her mother remembering her husband, but now...\n\nThe older woman let out a sigh. \"I think it's time I told you all about John.\" She stood up, but still held a hand out. \"Come with me. There's something I need to show you.\"\n\n\"J-John?\" Sam sniffled, wiping her tears away as she stood up. She took her mother's hand, but also looked at Earl's body. \"W-what about...?\"\n\n\"Don't worry about him right now. We can figure that out later.\" Beth led her daughter out of the bedroom. Neither noticed until halfway down the hallway that Sam was still buck ass naked. She led to the spare bedroom, pointing at the unused guest bed. \"Have a seat.\" Sam just nodded, suddenly feeling very exposed while her mother moved to the closet. Several boxes were packed up in there, mostly old things and Christmas decorations. Beth moved several of them out of the way before finally revealing one last small shoebox that had been tucked under everything in the corner. She took it over to the bed, sitting beside her daughter and setting the box on her own lap.\n\nSam looked at the box, then up at her mother. She saw the sad look on the woman's face, saw her shoulders slump, and was pretty sure she caught a look of shame and regret. \"What... is this?\"\n\nHer mother let out another sigh. \"This...\" She lifted the lid to show the box was filled with papers, mostly photographs. \"...is the past we never told you about.\" She reached in and pulled out an old Polaroid, the image somewhat faded from age. It showed a tall, muscular horse in his late 20's. He was wearing a blue flannel shirt, the sleeves rolled up as he leaned against a red tractor. She recognized the machine, it was The Red Beast, her father's old tractor that had stopped working some 10 years ago. \"This is John Ardale. He is your biological father.\"\n\nShe took the picture, looking at the man. She could seem some resemblance in her own features, not just being a horse, but also the face and eyes were similar to her own. He also had a muscular physique, much like she did. She guessed he was about as tall as her, too. \"You... actually knew him?\"\n\nBeth nodded. \"Yes.\" She took a deep breath, and when she let it out, it was a little shaky. \"Your Pa couldn't have kids on his own. So he hired John to help get me pregnant. But also as a farmhand, since we were having some trouble keeping them on staff for very long...\"\n\n\"Why were you having trouble keeping farmhands?\" Sure, farm work wasn't easy, but a farmhand should already know about all that.\n\nHer mother closed her eyes. \"That... is the other reason that your Pa hired him.\" She reached into the box and pulled out another photograph. This one was showing a young cow, maybe 12 or 13. It looked a lot like Beth only much younger. But it was far to recent a photo to be her. \"This... was your sister, Penelope.\"\n\nSam's head shot up. \"I have a sister!?\" How did she never know that!?\n\n\"Half-sister...\" Beth shook her head. \"But no... not anymore.\"\n\n\"Oh...\" She saw the sad look. \"Did... she die?\"\n\nBeth nodded slowly. \"When I was... your age, actually, my father raped me. He had been doing it for a long time, but he eventually got me pregnant. He was going to... beat it out of me... but I ran away.\" Sam just stared, never hearing any of this before. \"I came here, not even 18 yet, with a newborn. I met your Pa and he... he was good. He and his family took me in. And I married him soon after. We told everyone that he was the father. But Penny... she was smart. She did the math and figured out that he wasn't her real Pa. And she started acting out.\"\n\nSam nodded slowly. \"Okay... and... that's why the farmhands wouldn't stay? Because she was being annoying around them?\"\n\nBeth nodded slowly. \"Yes, but there was more to it than that. She was...\" She licked her lips. \"Precocious. One of the farmhands had his way with her, but she ended up... liking it. Too much. And started trying to get the others to do it to her, too. Most wanted nothing to do with a little girl trying to fuck them.\" Sam flinched, this the first time she had heard her mother use the swear. \"It was getting bad. Really bad.\" She sighed heavily, her head falling a little. \"So your father eventually hired someone to help... deal with her.\" She nodded at the picture. \"The last reason that we hired John.\"\n\nSam just stared at her mother, then looked down at the picture. \"Deal with her...?\" Suddenly her eyes went wide. \"Wait, are you saying that you hired someone to murder your child!?\" Beth winced, closing her eyes and nodding slowly. \"You hired an assassin!? And... and then you let him knock you up!?\" She looked down at the horse again, suddenly seeing him in a very different light. \"And that... was my father!?\"\n\n\"We were at our wits end with Penny. She was getting... very aggressive with the farmhands.\" Beth felt her own words sounding hollow. \"I don't know how your Pa knew him to hire him, but it seemed... like our only option. If we sent her away, she would just become something... bad. We were too young to raise her right, so it's our own fault. But... we tried to do better by you.\" She reached out, but Sam flinched away from the touch. Beth winced again. \"I-I'm sorry I never told you before.\"\n\nThe hybrid frowned. \"Yeah, I can see why you never told me that my bio-dad was a murderer that killed my sister! I just... I can't believe that you even did that!\"\n\nBeth nodded slowly. \"It's been the biggest regret of my life...\" She looked up at her daughter. \"And you've been taking more and more after him as you've grown. Big, strong, but... your anger problems...\" Sam was about to counter that at least she wasn't a murderer... but then remembered the dead boy sitting on the floor in her room. \"I was afraid someday you would end up getting the same bloodlust...\" She hesitated a moment before adding. \"...and in a way, kind of hoped for it, too.\"\n\n\"Hoped for it!?\" She stared at her mother, almost as if she didn't know the woman anymore. \"You hoped I would be a murderer!?\" She felt her anger rising again. \"You think I'm some kind of monster, too, don't you!?\"\n\n\"NO!\" Beth quickly put her hand around her daughter. \"God no. I would never think that. If you are a monster, it's only because I let it happen.\" She squeezed the teenager's shoulder. \"You are still my little girl, and I love you no matter what.\"\n\nShe wasn't quite convinced. \"So why would you hope I would end up with a bloodlust? So you had an excuse to hire an assassin to kill me?\"\n\nBeth winced. \"I deserve that. I deserve a lot more...\" She took a breath and let it out slowly. \"I hoped you would so you would... be angry enough at me to punish me for what I did... I think.\"\n\nThat made the teen flinch. \"You... wait, what!?\"\n\nHer mother let her go, holding the box full of photographs of the daughter she had murdered. \"I... did something no mother should ever do. I had my little girl killed because I failed her as a mother. I have lived with that regret for the last 16 years. I look at you, and I love you, but I can't ever help but feel the regret of what I did to get you. You're not the monster between us. I am. I...\" She let out a heavy breath. \"I'm tired. I don't want to live with this anymore.\" She looked up at her daughter. \"I want you to... to do to me what I had done to your sister. I think that's fitting punishment for what I did.\"\n\nSam shook her head. \"N-no! I can't do that! I...\"\n\n\"You can.\" Beth actually smiled up at her. \"And I think you want to.\"\n\n\"What!?\"\n\nThe older woman let out a soft, sad chuckle. \"It hasn't escaped my notice that this whole time we've been talking about rape and murder that you've been throbbing hard. Even saw it twitch a few times.\" Sam blushed a little, her hands moving to cover herself... though it wasn't very effective. \"Don't be ashamed of it. You are who you are. I want you to embrace that side of yourself. I'm tired of telling my children who they can't be. If that is who you are... then... be that person. To me.\"\n\nSam just sputtered a little. \"I-I... don't... but you're... you're asking me to kill you! My ma!\"\n\nShe nodded. \"Yes.\" She reached out, resting a hand on her daughter's shaft. The thing twitched under her touch. \"And if you want to use this, too...\" She looked up at her daughter. \"You never did sleep with that boy, did you?\" Sam blushed again, shaking her head. \"So you're still a virgin?\" The blush got worse, but she nodded slowly. \"Then I think losing your virginity to me is a fine gift to make up for all I've done to you.\"\n\nSam let out a soft whimper as the hand on her shaft started to gently stroke along the length. \"I-I don't... know. You've never done anything bad to me! You've... always been a good mother.\" She let out a soft gasp as the hand moved to the tip, teasing at it. \"M-Ma...\"\n\n\"Shhh.\" Beth leaned over. \"Let your mother help you.\" She gave her daughter a soft kiss. \"I want you to let everything lose for me. All your lust. Your anger. Use it on me.\" She gave her daughter a pleading look. \"Please. Give me this one last thing and help me leave this life of regret behind forever.\"\n\nSam let out another whimper, her cock throbbing under the teasing touch. She couldn't deny that every time she thought about using it on her mother, it twitched. Even more when she thought about actually killing the woman. Somehow the idea wasn't repulsive, but... exciting. Instead of hating the idea, she found she was coming up with all the different ways she could do it, each one more brutal and... arousing... than the next. Eventually, she nodded. \"O-okay.\" She looked at her mother. \"You should probably get out of your dress, then...\"\n\nThe bovine smirked. \"Oh, you're not going to just rip it off of me?\"\n\nSam rolled her eyes, even as her mother started to pull her dress up. \"C'mon, Ma... This is weird enough as it is...\" She still watched as the woman pulled the dress up and off entirely, revealing her bra and panties, both a soft white. She had to admit, for someone middle-aged, her mother still had a pretty good figure. A little plump around the middle, but she had curves where it counted in her hips, with an equally plump rump. Of course, she also had those big breasts, almost as big as her own. As the bra was removed, she saw the large nipples, each pointy and hard already. She just couldn't help herself and had to reach out to squeeze one.\n\nBeth let out a soft moan. \"Mmm... feels nice. It's been a long time since anyone's touched me like this...\" She took in another breath as her daughter gripped both breasts firmly and started to grope at them. Sam had of course played with her own, but it was very different to fondle another woman, especially one about her size. Beth reached down to slip her panties off, only to find a hand planted on her chest, shoving her over onto the bed.\n\nSam smiled, reaching down. \"I'll help with these.\" She gripped the panties, tugging them down quickly, making her mother gasp. Once they were out of the way, she spread her legs, showing her daughter the slit hiding between them. To both of their surprise, the older woman was quite turned on by all of this. Sam stared at the slit, taking a deep breath. \"I never knew my ma was a slut.\"\n\nThe woman smirked. \"Oh sweetie. If there were better men in this town, your mother would be the town bicycle.\" She reached down to spread her lower lips with two fingers, showing the glistening pink tunnel. \"Now show your mama just what you can do with that big rod of yours. I want all of it.\"\n\nSam nodded, moving over her mother and lining herself up. With a thrust, she slipped inside, only to let out a loud moan. It was amazing, just tight enough around her shaft to feel the muscles squeezing. \"Oh, that's... that's really good!\" She pushed her hips forward, shoving more and more of her shaft into her mother's drooling cunt. Her own was drooling down her legs as her cock twitched within the warm tunnel. Soon, her hips met her mothers as she plunged every last inch she had into her.\n\nBeth was panting and moaning as well, not expecting to like feeling her daughter's shaft so deep inside of her. \"Good... good girl!\" She reached up, gently brushing Sam's cheek. \"Fuck me, sweetie. I want it. Don't hold anything back!\"\n\nSam grunted, her hips seeming to move on their own as she started to fuck her mother. \"It's so... warm...\" She thrust deep again, her hips slapping against the older woman's. She reached down, holding her mother's shoulders, pinning them to the bed. \"Ah... Ma...\" She panted as her pace picked up. She had jerked off before, also fingered herself, but this was something else entirely.\n\n\"That's it, sweetie! More! Stop... nph... stop holding back!\" Beth moaned as the pace got a little harder, but still not enough. \"More! Let it all g-\"\n\nSam's hand clasped around her mother's throat. \"Stop... telling me what to do!\" She looked down at the woman that had raised her, seeing a sudden fear in her mother's eyes. She had wanted this, and now she was looking at her like she was afraid? The woman that had her sister killed all those years ago? She felt her anger rising again. She didn't fight it this time. She let it fuel her lust, her hips slamming forward harder. The woman deserved it. She had lied to her for all these years. The next thing she knew, she was slamming her fist into her mother's face.\n\nBlood started to drool from Beth's nose. She looked up, only for the fist to hit again. Then again. She let out a choked little cry as her daughter struck her a fourth time, each one harder than the last. Her nose broke with the last hit. The cock ramming itself into her twitched and jerked every time it thrust deep. She wanted this, but she couldn't help but feel a little fear. Looking back up, she saw the fury in her daughter's eyes. But she was still holding back, tears in the teen's eyes. \"D-do it... be... th-the monster...\"\n\nSam tensed up. \"I am not a monster!\" She slammed her fist down again. She knew what her mother was doing, but she couldn't help herself. She hated being called that. \"You made me this way!\" She grabbed her mother's neck with both hands and started to squeeze. \"You want me to be a monster!? I'll be a fucking monster!\" She squeezed with all her might as she rammed herself forward, watching her mother's face start to grow redder. The older woman opened her mouth to try and yell, but she couldn't even make a choked sound. Sam just grit her teeth, her vision blurred by tears as she strangled her mother. Yet it drove her to fuck that much harder, her cock throbbing, cunt drooling. Even her heavy tits started to leak, something that had never happened before.\n\nShe panted as she felt herself growing close. Her mother was trembling under her, the bovine's face contorting as she suffocated. Sam also felt her mother's pussy clamping around hers tight, not sure if it was from the woman cumming or from the convulsions. \"Did you just cum!?\" Somehow that made her even more angry. The woman wanted to be hurt as a punishment and she was enjoying it? Beth was in no condition to respond, her mind already going foggy. Sam gripped harder, crushing the woman's throat. \"You don't get to fucking cum! That's not punishment!\" She rammed herself forward harder, her hips smacking against her mother's painfully over and over again.\n\nShe shifted her grip so only one hand remained crushing the woman's throat. She grabbed one of the older woman's tits with the same strength, squeezing it so hard it might burst. She panted heavily, shoving herself as deep as she could over and over. She couldn't resist any longer. With an almost feral howl, she plunged deep and let herself go, blasting a massive load deep into her mother's cunt. Her own pussy started to drool and squirt her juices down her legs. Most surprising, her tits started to drool milk with wild abandon, spraying out and soaking into her fur, splashing onto her mother's chest. She pumped shot after shot of her seed deep into the quivering woman, emptying her balls.\n\nShe panted heavily, her arms shaking a little from how hard she had been gripping. With a grunt, she pulled herself free, a river of cum flowing out of her mother's pussy after her. She then let go, pulling herself up. She yelped when the woman took in a raspy gasp. \"M-Ma!?\" Showing her inexperience, she hadn't held on long enough to actually kill the woman, even if her throat was crushed. Sam got off of the older bovine, only to watch her slide a little off of the bed. Beth ended up slumping onto the floor on hands and knees, coughing and gasping, though it was a rough, painful sound. Beth didn't say anything, only half aware she was even still alive. She just stared down at the floor, coughing and panting heavily.\n\nSam grit her teeth again. First the woman tells her all about her lies, then asks to be punished, then [i]enjoys[/i] the punishment. And now she doesn't even have the decency to actually die!? She looked around, spotting something in the still open closet. She pushed herself off of the bed to get it. An old baseball bat her Pa had given her just before he died. She barely ever used the thing after that. She gripped the handle and picked it up. The thing was pretty solid.\n\nMoving back to her mother, she slid the bat under the woman's chin to lift it. \"You didn't die!\" Beth did her best to sit up, her body still trembling a little. She turned blurry, bloodshot, unfocused eyes to her daughter. Then the bat struck her in the middle and she let out a hoarse cry of pain. \"You were supposed to die!\" Sam swung again, this time cracking her mother across the face. The older bovine collapsed to the floor, a splatter of blood hitting the floor under her. Sam reached down to grab her mother's hair, yanking her back up to her knees. \"So fucking die already!\" She let go and swung again, cracking against the other side of the woman's head. There was a wet crunch this time, Beth's body toppling over again.\n\nAnd yet the woman still gasped, even as her body started to shudder from the brain trauma. Sam grit her teeth, even as tears were streaming down her eyes. She yanked the woman back up, though had to somewhat prop her against the bed. The look in her mother's eyes was blank, not really seeing anything. Sam gripped the bat harder. \"Stop making me hurt you so much!\" She swung again, hitting the woman in the stomach to make her topple over, then brought the bat down against the back of her head. She struck so hard the wood splintered. Beth's face smashed against the floor, her body jerking and slumping over to the side.\n\nSam panted heavily, looking at the broken bat in her hand. She tossed to the side, then reached down to grip her mother's hair again, finding it coated in blood now. She pulled her mother's head up, more blood drooling out of the woman's mouth. But there was nothing in her eyes anymore. Just a blank stare. Sam took several deep gulps of air, feeling like it wasn't enough. She wasn't sure what she was feeling. Sadness, anger, satisfaction, fear... definitely lust. Her cock was still raging hard.\n\nLust won the immediate battle. She gripped her mother's head with both hands, pulling it up so she could ram her cock into the open mouth. She shoved the whole shaft down her throat. It was even tighter than her cunt had been. She started to yank her mother's head back to cram as much of herself as she could down her throat. There were no little trembles or shakes around her shaft, just a tight hole she was stuffing herself into. She could see the bulge in the woman's neck where she was currently jammed into her. She held nothing back, slamming her hips against the woman's face as hard as she could over and over again.\n\nIt did not take long for her to cum a second time, blasting another thick load into her. She held her mother's face against her crotch, crying out as she came. She also didn't fight the tears flowing from her, or the sobs as she clung to her mother, even while still cumming down her throat. She fell to her knees, dragging her mother down with her, still keeping herself lodged deep. She would not make the same mistake twice. If the brain damage hadn't killed her already, she would make sure she choked this time. All the while, the teenager wailed for what she had just done. What she had just enjoyed doing. What she knew she would be doing a lot of in the future.\n\nShe just accepted being a monster.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nSam stood outside the farmhouse. The same farmhouse she had been raised in her whole life. This would be the last time she would ever see it. She had packed a bag with some clothes, all the money she could find, and some food. She took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. \"Alright...\" She moved to Earl's truck. She had also taken the keys out of his jeans. Starting the thing, she checked and smiled a little. He had filled the tank with gas before their date, so it was still pretty much full. She looked out of the window at her home... former home... one last time.\n\nThe trucked pulled away into the night. She wouldn't stop in town, just keep going. She was about a half mile outside of the farm when she saw the sudden flash of light in the mirrors. Then she felt the boom from the explosion. It happened a bit sooner than she expected. She had turned the gas going in the oven and range. She wondered what had sparked it. Not that it mattered. The fireball would take out most of what she did, burn her mother's body. And Earl's. Definitely burn up all the evidence that she had fucked her mother. If some investigation happened, they might figure out the two were killed before hand, but that would take time. She would be long gone by then.\n\nShe passed through the town soon, seeing people rushing all over to find out what all the noise was. A firetruck sped past her in the direction of the farm. She just kept going. She didn't really have a destination... but she had a goal. Someone she needed to search for. And she had a name. John Ardale. Her biological father. She wanted to meet the man who she apparently took so much after. She wanted to see his face. She wanted to ask him so many questions.\n\nAnd she wanted to kill him.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "

The Farmgirl Revelation

By XP Author


It was June 19th 2013. The darkweb version of D-Gen Cafe is barely a year and a half old, with only a few people daring to post their own content a recent occurrence. DC had just failed to wow audiences with their newest Superman movie. In a few months, Dragon Ball would get a new kick with the Battle of Gods movie release. The PlayStation 4 would come in a few months time, along with a host of new games. The Last of Us had just been released, and was already lined up to sweep awards, while DMC had just disappointed their fan base earlier in the year. And the people of Fieldspire, Alabama, still didn't care about any of it. Except for Man of Steel. The farmers of the small rural town were quite passionate in how much they disliked that movie.

Samantha Danning was making out with her boyfriend in his truck. The cow/horse hybrid had gotten close to the boy over the last year. Mostly because Earl Peters was the only boy close to her age in town. The corgi was 17, a year older than she was. Though despite being a year older, he was significantly smaller. Though that was more due to her being larger than almost anyone else in town. At 16, she stood at 6'2", and was quite well built from her time working on her parents' farm. She looked mostly like a horse, but the bovine side was just as clear in the little stubby horns that poked through her straw blond hair, and the splotchy brown-on-white markings covering her body. Also, she was extremely well endowed, her breasts so big she had to special order bras to contain the things.

Earl really liked her tits, too. The athletic young canine had a firm grip on her right breast, squeezing it through her light blouse. She let out a soft moan into his mouth, not minding the groping. They had been dating for almost a year now, and this was hardly the first time he had played with them, though so far, only through her clothing. She hoped to change that tonight. Their date had gone well. They went to a movie, then had dinner at a local diner in town. Even did some dancing to the music on the old jukebox in the place, even if the music it played was older than either of them. Now Earl's old pickup was parked just outside of her house.

Sam broke the kiss, panting softly as she pressed her nose to his. "This... has been a wonderful night."

He smiled, still groping her chest, though did slide his other hand to hold her close. "It has been pretty nice, yeah." He leaned up a little to kiss her nose. "Wish it didn't have to end..."

She couldn't help but smile at his perfect setup. "Maybe it doesn't have to...?" She gave him a knowing look.

The boy chuckled softly. "Why Samantha Danning. Are you propositioning me?"

The hybrid shrugged. "Maybe. If you'd like to." She slid back away from him just a little. "I wouldn't mind if you came inside with me." She felt a slight blush on her cheeks. "Maybe to my room, where we can continue to keep each other company for a time."

He canted his head a little, a little affectation that she found absolutely adorable. "Well, I wouldn't mind none..." His smile faded a little, replaced by a look of concern. "But... what about your mom?"

She shook her head. "Don't you worry none about Ma. She's out at her book club meetings on Wenesdays."

His smile grew wider. "Well then. I won't be one to turn down such a polite invitation." The two teens chuckled as they got out of the truck and made their way to her house, hand-in-hand the whole way. Sam pushed the door open for him and led him inside. He had been in the house many times now, so he knew which way was which. At least until they got to the top of the stairs. He had never been in her room before tonight. It was a simple sort of room, not much in the way of decorations. The walls were covered in a pastel blue wallpaper. There was a shelf with a few books, mostly the same kind of school books his parents made him read. Her desk looked far too small for someone her size, with a laptop sitting closed and charging on the surface.

Lastly was the bed. It was huge, though it probably had to be to fit the large woman that slept in it. The covers were left bunched up where she had haphazardly thrown off them that morning. A set of pillows sat at the head, all of it wrapped in soft linen of earthy green. She climbed onto the mattress, urging him to follow her. It was a bit more firm than his tastes, but still comfortable enough as he knelt down onto it. He looked up to see her blushing even more now that he was here.

She cleared her throat. "So... uh... I hadn't planned farther than this..."

Earl chuckled softly, leaning up to give her nose a gentle kiss. "Well, how about we start with clothes, and see where it goes from there?" His hands came up to start rubbing her breasts again, but then moved down to take hold of the hem of her blouse. He glanced up to make sure she was okay with it, and saw a little nod from her. He lifted the shirt up and off, revealing those lovely tits, covered in a simple blue bra. His hand moved up, sliding along her muscular belly, until it arrived at the clasp holding the cloth together. With her chest as large as it was, the bra's clasp was at the front, making it easy for him to undo it. The moment he did, the fabric sprang away, letting the heavy mounds bounce free for him to finally see. "Man, these are so beautiful."

She smiled, though still felt her blush. "Y-you really think so? I'm not... gross?" She had some self-image issues with her nature as a hybrid... among other things. Small town farmers were not always the most kind to people who were different, so she had heard her fair share of insults growing up. The internet was also not the most kind of places, either.

The boy smiled. "I think they're lovely." The canine leaned back, his little curled tail wagging happily behind him. "Here, I'll prove it." He quickly slid his own shirt off, then reached down to start unbuckling his jeans. She watched intently as he slid them down his slender legs, revealing a pair of white briefs under, a noticeable tent in the front. She felt her blush grow even more as he pulled those down as well, revealing six inches of hard dog cock to her. He stroked his length just a little. "See? It's all hard because of you."

She giggled softly at him. "I guess it's only fair I should show you mine, now..." She reached down to start undoing the waist of her long dress. "Just... don't... don't freak out, okay?"

The boy laughed softly. "Why would I freak out? You're really pretty, and I'm sure that it- WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!?" He suddenly flinched away from her, crawling back off of the bed so fast that he fell to the floor, only to scramble to his feet and back away until he hit the wall.

Sam let out a soft whimper as she finished pulling her clothes off, revealing the massive 14 inch long horse cock she had been hiding. "I-I... it's m-mine..."

He looked up at her, panic and disbelief on his face. "Why the fuck do you have a cock!?"

She winced. "Please, I... I just wanted to..." She stood up a little, lifting the heavy balls to show a very feminine slit hiding under them. "I have the other part, too! Y-you can-"

"NO!" The boy inched away from her as she stood. "I did not sign up to fuck a girl with a dick bigger than mine!" He scoffed. "If you even are a girl."

"I am!" She clenched her fists, her heart breaking with every word he said. "Y-you said you loved me! I thought you'd understand!"

Earl let out another short laugh. "Loved you? Your tits, sure. Thought you would be a nice fuck, so I can look past you being a crossbreed. But..." He shot a disgusted look at her cock. "Ugh. No." He grabbed his pants. "I'm not fucking a freak!"

"Don't call me that." Her voice was suddenly calm and even, and decidedly cold.

"What? A freak?" He laughed. "Why? You are one! Look at you! Horse with cow tits and horns! And that..." He motioned at her shaft. "THING between your legs! You're a freaking monst-" His words were cut off as her fist slammed into his face, sending him staggering backwards. His back hit the wall, the clothes he had grabbed all tumbling to the floor again.

"I AM NOT A FREAK!" She bellowed at him as her hands lashed out. She didn't strike him again, but instead grabbed his throat with both hands, easily wrapping her fingers around his neck entirely. He grabbed her wrists as he made a choked sound, but she wouldn't relent. She slammed him back against the wall hard. "I thought you would understand! You were supposed to be different!" She lifted him by his neck, slamming him against the wall again, leaving him kicking in her grip. "But this whole time you were just lying to me? Just so you could get in my pants!?"

She wasn't even really seeing him as he struggled, tears streaming from her eyes. His mouth was open in a scream, but only a raspy croak came from him. He planted his feet against her belly to try and push her away, but she just leaned into it, denying him the leverage. She grit her teeth as he flailed, trying to pull her arms away, to no avail. She started to slam him against the wall over and over as she kept calling him a liar. He struck so hard the shelves beside him rattled, threatening to spill their contents.

She finally snapped back to reality when she heard the crunch as she slammed him one more time. The boy's eyes went even wider, pupils shrinking to pinpricks as he looked at her with utter horror. Then his vision grew unfocused as his body just trembled in her grip. "Oh... oh no! NO!" She flinched her hands away, and he dropped to the floor in a heap. "No... no no no!" She crouched down, reaching out, but stopped, almost afraid to touch him as he kept shivering on the floor. There was a last puff of air that escaped him, then he was still. She started panting heavily, her heart pounding in her chest. "Oh shit... shit... shit shit..."

"Sam?" She froze as she heard the voice behind her. Her body started to tremble even more as she heard her mother walking into her room. "What is going on in- OH MY GODS!" She dared to turn to look behind her. Her mother was standing in the doorway, wearing her 'nice' dress, though it was still just a plain blue thing that only sort of accentuated her figure. The older bovine had her hands over her mouth as she stared at the naked boy slumped on the floor in her daughter's room.

Sam opened her mouth, closing it again, and tried once more to think of what to say. "M-Ma... I-I... I don't... he... He said..." She kept stumbling over her words, the tears running from her eyes again. "He called me a... a freak... and... he was going to... just use me for... for sex and then he saw m-my..." The words started to just spill out of her mouth. "And he called me a freak and a monster and I don't know what happened and then there was a crack and he started shaking and then fell over and.... and..." She froze again as her mother suddenly put her arms around her, hugging her. She was expecting the woman to freak out and yell or... anything other than console her.

The middle aged woman, Bethany, just hugged her daughter tight. "Oh, honey." She let out a soft sigh as she felt the girl still shaking against her. "You're not a freak. You're just different." She reached up and gently started to stroke the crying teen's hair gently. "I was afraid this might happen some day... you take too much after your father."

She looked up, a little confused. "After... Pa?" Her father had died of a massive stroke when she was only 8, so she didn't remember too much about him. But he was always a kind man, a good father to her.

Beth shook her head. "No, not your pa. I mean your biological father."

Sam just blinked a few times. "Oh..." She always knew that her Pa was not her biological father. Considering he was also a bovine, her being part horse would make that particularly hard to cover up, so they never hid it from her. She had always just thought they just used a donor, not that they actually knew him. Whenever she asked, her father used to say he would tell her when she was older. Once she was older, her mother was always very cagey about it, but also got a sad look. Sam always thought it was just her mother remembering her husband, but now...

The older woman let out a sigh. "I think it's time I told you all about John." She stood up, but still held a hand out. "Come with me. There's something I need to show you."

"J-John?" Sam sniffled, wiping her tears away as she stood up. She took her mother's hand, but also looked at Earl's body. "W-what about...?"

"Don't worry about him right now. We can figure that out later." Beth led her daughter out of the bedroom. Neither noticed until halfway down the hallway that Sam was still buck ass naked. She led to the spare bedroom, pointing at the unused guest bed. "Have a seat." Sam just nodded, suddenly feeling very exposed while her mother moved to the closet. Several boxes were packed up in there, mostly old things and Christmas decorations. Beth moved several of them out of the way before finally revealing one last small shoebox that had been tucked under everything in the corner. She took it over to the bed, sitting beside her daughter and setting the box on her own lap.

Sam looked at the box, then up at her mother. She saw the sad look on the woman's face, saw her shoulders slump, and was pretty sure she caught a look of shame and regret. "What... is this?"

Her mother let out another sigh. "This..." She lifted the lid to show the box was filled with papers, mostly photographs. "...is the past we never told you about." She reached in and pulled out an old Polaroid, the image somewhat faded from age. It showed a tall, muscular horse in his late 20's. He was wearing a blue flannel shirt, the sleeves rolled up as he leaned against a red tractor. She recognized the machine, it was The Red Beast, her father's old tractor that had stopped working some 10 years ago. "This is John Ardale. He is your biological father."

She took the picture, looking at the man. She could seem some resemblance in her own features, not just being a horse, but also the face and eyes were similar to her own. He also had a muscular physique, much like she did. She guessed he was about as tall as her, too. "You... actually knew him?"

Beth nodded. "Yes." She took a deep breath, and when she let it out, it was a little shaky. "Your Pa couldn't have kids on his own. So he hired John to help get me pregnant. But also as a farmhand, since we were having some trouble keeping them on staff for very long..."

"Why were you having trouble keeping farmhands?" Sure, farm work wasn't easy, but a farmhand should already know about all that.

Her mother closed her eyes. "That... is the other reason that your Pa hired him." She reached into the box and pulled out another photograph. This one was showing a young cow, maybe 12 or 13. It looked a lot like Beth only much younger. But it was far to recent a photo to be her. "This... was your sister, Penelope."

Sam's head shot up. "I have a sister!?" How did she never know that!?

"Half-sister..." Beth shook her head. "But no... not anymore."

"Oh..." She saw the sad look. "Did... she die?"

Beth nodded slowly. "When I was... your age, actually, my father raped me. He had been doing it for a long time, but he eventually got me pregnant. He was going to... beat it out of me... but I ran away." Sam just stared, never hearing any of this before. "I came here, not even 18 yet, with a newborn. I met your Pa and he... he was good. He and his family took me in. And I married him soon after. We told everyone that he was the father. But Penny... she was smart. She did the math and figured out that he wasn't her real Pa. And she started acting out."

Sam nodded slowly. "Okay... and... that's why the farmhands wouldn't stay? Because she was being annoying around them?"

Beth nodded slowly. "Yes, but there was more to it than that. She was..." She licked her lips. "Precocious. One of the farmhands had his way with her, but she ended up... liking it. Too much. And started trying to get the others to do it to her, too. Most wanted nothing to do with a little girl trying to fuck them." Sam flinched, this the first time she had heard her mother use the swear. "It was getting bad. Really bad." She sighed heavily, her head falling a little. "So your father eventually hired someone to help... deal with her." She nodded at the picture. "The last reason that we hired John."

Sam just stared at her mother, then looked down at the picture. "Deal with her...?" Suddenly her eyes went wide. "Wait, are you saying that you hired someone to murder your child!?" Beth winced, closing her eyes and nodding slowly. "You hired an assassin!? And... and then you let him knock you up!?" She looked down at the horse again, suddenly seeing him in a very different light. "And that... was my father!?"

"We were at our wits end with Penny. She was getting... very aggressive with the farmhands." Beth felt her own words sounding hollow. "I don't know how your Pa knew him to hire him, but it seemed... like our only option. If we sent her away, she would just become something... bad. We were too young to raise her right, so it's our own fault. But... we tried to do better by you." She reached out, but Sam flinched away from the touch. Beth winced again. "I-I'm sorry I never told you before."

The hybrid frowned. "Yeah, I can see why you never told me that my bio-dad was a murderer that killed my sister! I just... I can't believe that you even did that!"

Beth nodded slowly. "It's been the biggest regret of my life..." She looked up at her daughter. "And you've been taking more and more after him as you've grown. Big, strong, but... your anger problems..." Sam was about to counter that at least she wasn't a murderer... but then remembered the dead boy sitting on the floor in her room. "I was afraid someday you would end up getting the same bloodlust..." She hesitated a moment before adding. "...and in a way, kind of hoped for it, too."

"Hoped for it!?" She stared at her mother, almost as if she didn't know the woman anymore. "You hoped I would be a murderer!?" She felt her anger rising again. "You think I'm some kind of monster, too, don't you!?"

"NO!" Beth quickly put her hand around her daughter. "God no. I would never think that. If you are a monster, it's only because I let it happen." She squeezed the teenager's shoulder. "You are still my little girl, and I love you no matter what."

She wasn't quite convinced. "So why would you hope I would end up with a bloodlust? So you had an excuse to hire an assassin to kill me?"

Beth winced. "I deserve that. I deserve a lot more..." She took a breath and let it out slowly. "I hoped you would so you would... be angry enough at me to punish me for what I did... I think."

That made the teen flinch. "You... wait, what!?"

Her mother let her go, holding the box full of photographs of the daughter she had murdered. "I... did something no mother should ever do. I had my little girl killed because I failed her as a mother. I have lived with that regret for the last 16 years. I look at you, and I love you, but I can't ever help but feel the regret of what I did to get you. You're not the monster between us. I am. I..." She let out a heavy breath. "I'm tired. I don't want to live with this anymore." She looked up at her daughter. "I want you to... to do to me what I had done to your sister. I think that's fitting punishment for what I did."

Sam shook her head. "N-no! I can't do that! I..."

"You can." Beth actually smiled up at her. "And I think you want to."

"What!?"

The older woman let out a soft, sad chuckle. "It hasn't escaped my notice that this whole time we've been talking about rape and murder that you've been throbbing hard. Even saw it twitch a few times." Sam blushed a little, her hands moving to cover herself... though it wasn't very effective. "Don't be ashamed of it. You are who you are. I want you to embrace that side of yourself. I'm tired of telling my children who they can't be. If that is who you are... then... be that person. To me."

Sam just sputtered a little. "I-I... don't... but you're... you're asking me to kill you! My ma!"

She nodded. "Yes." She reached out, resting a hand on her daughter's shaft. The thing twitched under her touch. "And if you want to use this, too..." She looked up at her daughter. "You never did sleep with that boy, did you?" Sam blushed again, shaking her head. "So you're still a virgin?" The blush got worse, but she nodded slowly. "Then I think losing your virginity to me is a fine gift to make up for all I've done to you."

Sam let out a soft whimper as the hand on her shaft started to gently stroke along the length. "I-I don't... know. You've never done anything bad to me! You've... always been a good mother." She let out a soft gasp as the hand moved to the tip, teasing at it. "M-Ma..."

"Shhh." Beth leaned over. "Let your mother help you." She gave her daughter a soft kiss. "I want you to let everything lose for me. All your lust. Your anger. Use it on me." She gave her daughter a pleading look. "Please. Give me this one last thing and help me leave this life of regret behind forever."

Sam let out another whimper, her cock throbbing under the teasing touch. She couldn't deny that every time she thought about using it on her mother, it twitched. Even more when she thought about actually killing the woman. Somehow the idea wasn't repulsive, but... exciting. Instead of hating the idea, she found she was coming up with all the different ways she could do it, each one more brutal and... arousing... than the next. Eventually, she nodded. "O-okay." She looked at her mother. "You should probably get out of your dress, then..."

The bovine smirked. "Oh, you're not going to just rip it off of me?"

Sam rolled her eyes, even as her mother started to pull her dress up. "C'mon, Ma... This is weird enough as it is..." She still watched as the woman pulled the dress up and off entirely, revealing her bra and panties, both a soft white. She had to admit, for someone middle-aged, her mother still had a pretty good figure. A little plump around the middle, but she had curves where it counted in her hips, with an equally plump rump. Of course, she also had those big breasts, almost as big as her own. As the bra was removed, she saw the large nipples, each pointy and hard already. She just couldn't help herself and had to reach out to squeeze one.

Beth let out a soft moan. "Mmm... feels nice. It's been a long time since anyone's touched me like this..." She took in another breath as her daughter gripped both breasts firmly and started to grope at them. Sam had of course played with her own, but it was very different to fondle another woman, especially one about her size. Beth reached down to slip her panties off, only to find a hand planted on her chest, shoving her over onto the bed.

Sam smiled, reaching down. "I'll help with these." She gripped the panties, tugging them down quickly, making her mother gasp. Once they were out of the way, she spread her legs, showing her daughter the slit hiding between them. To both of their surprise, the older woman was quite turned on by all of this. Sam stared at the slit, taking a deep breath. "I never knew my ma was a slut."

The woman smirked. "Oh sweetie. If there were better men in this town, your mother would be the town bicycle." She reached down to spread her lower lips with two fingers, showing the glistening pink tunnel. "Now show your mama just what you can do with that big rod of yours. I want all of it."

Sam nodded, moving over her mother and lining herself up. With a thrust, she slipped inside, only to let out a loud moan. It was amazing, just tight enough around her shaft to feel the muscles squeezing. "Oh, that's... that's really good!" She pushed her hips forward, shoving more and more of her shaft into her mother's drooling cunt. Her own was drooling down her legs as her cock twitched within the warm tunnel. Soon, her hips met her mothers as she plunged every last inch she had into her.

Beth was panting and moaning as well, not expecting to like feeling her daughter's shaft so deep inside of her. "Good... good girl!" She reached up, gently brushing Sam's cheek. "Fuck me, sweetie. I want it. Don't hold anything back!"

Sam grunted, her hips seeming to move on their own as she started to fuck her mother. "It's so... warm..." She thrust deep again, her hips slapping against the older woman's. She reached down, holding her mother's shoulders, pinning them to the bed. "Ah... Ma..." She panted as her pace picked up. She had jerked off before, also fingered herself, but this was something else entirely.

"That's it, sweetie! More! Stop... nph... stop holding back!" Beth moaned as the pace got a little harder, but still not enough. "More! Let it all g-"

Sam's hand clasped around her mother's throat. "Stop... telling me what to do!" She looked down at the woman that had raised her, seeing a sudden fear in her mother's eyes. She had wanted this, and now she was looking at her like she was afraid? The woman that had her sister killed all those years ago? She felt her anger rising again. She didn't fight it this time. She let it fuel her lust, her hips slamming forward harder. The woman deserved it. She had lied to her for all these years. The next thing she knew, she was slamming her fist into her mother's face.

Blood started to drool from Beth's nose. She looked up, only for the fist to hit again. Then again. She let out a choked little cry as her daughter struck her a fourth time, each one harder than the last. Her nose broke with the last hit. The cock ramming itself into her twitched and jerked every time it thrust deep. She wanted this, but she couldn't help but feel a little fear. Looking back up, she saw the fury in her daughter's eyes. But she was still holding back, tears in the teen's eyes. "D-do it... be... th-the monster..."

Sam tensed up. "I am not a monster!" She slammed her fist down again. She knew what her mother was doing, but she couldn't help herself. She hated being called that. "You made me this way!" She grabbed her mother's neck with both hands and started to squeeze. "You want me to be a monster!? I'll be a fucking monster!" She squeezed with all her might as she rammed herself forward, watching her mother's face start to grow redder. The older woman opened her mouth to try and yell, but she couldn't even make a choked sound. Sam just grit her teeth, her vision blurred by tears as she strangled her mother. Yet it drove her to fuck that much harder, her cock throbbing, cunt drooling. Even her heavy tits started to leak, something that had never happened before.

She panted as she felt herself growing close. Her mother was trembling under her, the bovine's face contorting as she suffocated. Sam also felt her mother's pussy clamping around hers tight, not sure if it was from the woman cumming or from the convulsions. "Did you just cum!?" Somehow that made her even more angry. The woman wanted to be hurt as a punishment and she was enjoying it? Beth was in no condition to respond, her mind already going foggy. Sam gripped harder, crushing the woman's throat. "You don't get to fucking cum! That's not punishment!" She rammed herself forward harder, her hips smacking against her mother's painfully over and over again.

She shifted her grip so only one hand remained crushing the woman's throat. She grabbed one of the older woman's tits with the same strength, squeezing it so hard it might burst. She panted heavily, shoving herself as deep as she could over and over. She couldn't resist any longer. With an almost feral howl, she plunged deep and let herself go, blasting a massive load deep into her mother's cunt. Her own pussy started to drool and squirt her juices down her legs. Most surprising, her tits started to drool milk with wild abandon, spraying out and soaking into her fur, splashing onto her mother's chest. She pumped shot after shot of her seed deep into the quivering woman, emptying her balls.

She panted heavily, her arms shaking a little from how hard she had been gripping. With a grunt, she pulled herself free, a river of cum flowing out of her mother's pussy after her. She then let go, pulling herself up. She yelped when the woman took in a raspy gasp. "M-Ma!?" Showing her inexperience, she hadn't held on long enough to actually kill the woman, even if her throat was crushed. Sam got off of the older bovine, only to watch her slide a little off of the bed. Beth ended up slumping onto the floor on hands and knees, coughing and gasping, though it was a rough, painful sound. Beth didn't say anything, only half aware she was even still alive. She just stared down at the floor, coughing and panting heavily.

Sam grit her teeth again. First the woman tells her all about her lies, then asks to be punished, then enjoys the punishment. And now she doesn't even have the decency to actually die!? She looked around, spotting something in the still open closet. She pushed herself off of the bed to get it. An old baseball bat her Pa had given her just before he died. She barely ever used the thing after that. She gripped the handle and picked it up. The thing was pretty solid.

Moving back to her mother, she slid the bat under the woman's chin to lift it. "You didn't die!" Beth did her best to sit up, her body still trembling a little. She turned blurry, bloodshot, unfocused eyes to her daughter. Then the bat struck her in the middle and she let out a hoarse cry of pain. "You were supposed to die!" Sam swung again, this time cracking her mother across the face. The older bovine collapsed to the floor, a splatter of blood hitting the floor under her. Sam reached down to grab her mother's hair, yanking her back up to her knees. "So fucking die already!" She let go and swung again, cracking against the other side of the woman's head. There was a wet crunch this time, Beth's body toppling over again.

And yet the woman still gasped, even as her body started to shudder from the brain trauma. Sam grit her teeth, even as tears were streaming down her eyes. She yanked the woman back up, though had to somewhat prop her against the bed. The look in her mother's eyes was blank, not really seeing anything. Sam gripped the bat harder. "Stop making me hurt you so much!" She swung again, hitting the woman in the stomach to make her topple over, then brought the bat down against the back of her head. She struck so hard the wood splintered. Beth's face smashed against the floor, her body jerking and slumping over to the side.

Sam panted heavily, looking at the broken bat in her hand. She tossed to the side, then reached down to grip her mother's hair again, finding it coated in blood now. She pulled her mother's head up, more blood drooling out of the woman's mouth. But there was nothing in her eyes anymore. Just a blank stare. Sam took several deep gulps of air, feeling like it wasn't enough. She wasn't sure what she was feeling. Sadness, anger, satisfaction, fear... definitely lust. Her cock was still raging hard.

Lust won the immediate battle. She gripped her mother's head with both hands, pulling it up so she could ram her cock into the open mouth. She shoved the whole shaft down her throat. It was even tighter than her cunt had been. She started to yank her mother's head back to cram as much of herself as she could down her throat. There were no little trembles or shakes around her shaft, just a tight hole she was stuffing herself into. She could see the bulge in the woman's neck where she was currently jammed into her. She held nothing back, slamming her hips against the woman's face as hard as she could over and over again.

It did not take long for her to cum a second time, blasting another thick load into her. She held her mother's face against her crotch, crying out as she came. She also didn't fight the tears flowing from her, or the sobs as she clung to her mother, even while still cumming down her throat. She fell to her knees, dragging her mother down with her, still keeping herself lodged deep. She would not make the same mistake twice. If the brain damage hadn't killed her already, she would make sure she choked this time. All the while, the teenager wailed for what she had just done. What she had just enjoyed doing. What she knew she would be doing a lot of in the future.

She just accepted being a monster.

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Sam stood outside the farmhouse. The same farmhouse she had been raised in her whole life. This would be the last time she would ever see it. She had packed a bag with some clothes, all the money she could find, and some food. She took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. "Alright..." She moved to Earl's truck. She had also taken the keys out of his jeans. Starting the thing, she checked and smiled a little. He had filled the tank with gas before their date, so it was still pretty much full. She looked out of the window at her home... former home... one last time.

The trucked pulled away into the night. She wouldn't stop in town, just keep going. She was about a half mile outside of the farm when she saw the sudden flash of light in the mirrors. Then she felt the boom from the explosion. It happened a bit sooner than she expected. She had turned the gas going in the oven and range. She wondered what had sparked it. Not that it mattered. The fireball would take out most of what she did, burn her mother's body. And Earl's. Definitely burn up all the evidence that she had fucked her mother. If some investigation happened, they might figure out the two were killed before hand, but that would take time. She would be long gone by then.

She passed through the town soon, seeing people rushing all over to find out what all the noise was. A firetruck sped past her in the direction of the farm. She just kept going. She didn't really have a destination... but she had a goal. Someone she needed to search for. And she had a name. John Ardale. Her biological father. She wanted to meet the man who she apparently took so much after. She wanted to see his face. She wanted to ask him so many questions.

And she wanted to kill him.

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