Never Ready Bunny Finds True Love

The Never Ready Bunny Finds His True Love, Ms. Bovine

Never Ready is pleased he has a bovine with udders he can squeeze… Unfortunately his puny meat stick will not satisfy or gratify. He must seek a fetish that will arouse his moo-cow… To just jump her and hump her will not do. Whips and chains might excite… Lingerie could bring a measure of visual pleasure. Perhaps a stool with a hole that she could shit through… To fill his pie-hole so he may munch and chew with glee… Hoping he will next get a face full of pee… He ought to consider the quantity she might deliver

At first bovine sex seemed divine… Giving it to a cow felt right only when it’s from behind. A rectal insertion for her was less than sublime. Causing flatulence and feces the harder he grinds. Though in some States this intrusion would be considered a crime. Realizing partial fulfillment… He needs a fag to do it to him next time.

Feeling unfulfilled in his chronic fist fucking ways… In a sexual haze he decides to add toys to his decadent ways. Surfing the Net he was elated one day, when he found a site containing things with which he could play. A big huge cock was the order of the day. The bigger the better, he didn’t care what he would pay. He could hardly stand the lustful anticipation of what would arrive in the mail any day.

Today! Today! The mail had finally come. It’s Here! It’s Here! IT MUST BE BETTER THAN MY THUMB! OH YES! He whelped as he shoved it into his bum. Finding a rhythmic cadence like beating a drum. The trashing and trusting made him hum. It wasn’t until its scrotum touched his that he exploded in cum.

The days past by… “Oh my, when can I play?” But not in front of the cow, hidden in a drawer the toy must stay. His demonic lust with his toy he must slay. The building anticipation of shoving it in all the way… With his last pleasurable union he realizes, “Oh my God! I’m Gay!” He resolves to find a male partner the very next day.

Legal: The never ready bunny is purely fictional. Any likeness to persons alive or dead is purely coincidental and truly sad.