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Story by VoraciousBuddy (FA)

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Another day and another pent up aggressive bull bossing around everyone. All the officers knew about good ol 'Bogos problem. Too big for his own good. While everyone loves a large cock, who doesn’t? The only issue being, well, no one can take it! Being at a proud six feet and his balls larger than yoga balls you see during those classes, he wasn’t able to get someone to well, y’know?

Having clogged the toilet with another impossibly thick load minutes prior to clocking out, his favorite, yet would never admit it, Officer Clawhauser nudges into Bogo with a big goofy grin on his face. The larger bovine knew just what this look was.

“No.”

He simply states, the cheetah pouts and whines playfully.

“Awwww c’mooooooooonnn, what's the harm in trying again? Look I got someone who adores big toys and takes biiiiiiig big big BIG ones! Trust me you’ll love him!”

Bogo doubted this, heavily. After all, this would be the tenth person this month who said they messed with big, and their big was nine or ten inches. He couldn’t even get his flare in a person, how could he fuck them?

“You know damn well that-.. That I-..”

He looks down and Clawhauser again, those big pleading eyes. Those damn pleading eyes. Rolling his eyes some, Bogo groans in annoyance.

“Fiiiiine, who am I meeting and where?”

“Private booth three at the Kings Brothel! Dude’s a sheep! You’ll see them!”

The brothel? Bogo always hated that place, but he has gone a few times to try and catch a hole or something. Always coming empty handed, yet there wasn’t anything to lose. People know he goes there with the Mayor sometimes for happy hour. What’s the harm in it? Making a note in his phone Bogo finally clocks out and leaves. The stout cheetah fist pumps the air in success.

The day goes on, occasionally getting the itch to blast a load into a nearby storm drain and going about his business, but that wasn’t the best idea, for many many many reasons, legal and moral. Damn his soul. The minutes ticked by, the chores progressed, errands completed. The time would soon come however, just in time, his balls were starting to throb and swell past his compression clothing.

The drive there was a fairly short one, being only about ten minutes away without traffic. Thank god for that. Park, lock doors, walk in. Nothing new. Known by patrons and staff alike Bogo was able to just walk in and get himself comfortable. Room Three, he was nervous about this. Why the private room? There were many different ones, hell there were people fucking right now in the open. For the sake of Bogo perhaps? Or maybe discretion? Who knows. Waiting to get a drink down his gullet Bogo finally makes his way to the private room door. Knocking softly he says.

“It’s uh, Bogo, you the guy i’m supposed to meet?”

A few moments later, a white little wooled sheep boy opens up, naked as the day he was born. Standing tall at about Five foot Two, his little tail starts to waggle, his face getting all hot and red. An eager voice fills the hall.


“O-Oh my gosh You.. You’re really him! O-Oh gosh oh gosh! Come in come in!”

Turning around and running inside Bogo caught a glimpse of a big plug inside his hole. Obviously prepping for what was about to transpire, well, what was planned to transpire anyhow. No one could prep for what was about to happen soon. Bogo follows obediently as asked, closing the soundproof door and locking it behind him.

Sitting on the couch in front of him the sheep was having to hold his breath to not spout off admiration compliments and other sorts of flattery Bogo was used to, the little cock spouting precum like a faucet.

“Well, I take it you’re eager to see me?”

Well that breath was let go in a heartbeat and was soon pouring out all the usual compliments. As per the usual I suppose, shit I meant Bogo supposes. Walking up and putting his hand on the smaller males head just chuckles.

“No need, now cmon, let's get started.”

The sheep looked like he was gonna cum just from being pet, yet eagerly gets up and lets Bogo sit on the couch.

“C-can we start with some oral sir??”

Sir? How kind of him! Made Bogo feel a bit old, he wasn’t that old was he? Was he what the kids called a DILF?

“No need to call me sir. I’m off duty, just call me Bogo. Of course, whatever you would like to do. Don’t feel discouraged if you can’t fit it. I’m used to it.”

“O-Oh no worries if you’re big! I can please you in quite a few ways!”

The twink gets on his knees in front of bogo, admiring the slight bulge of his swollen sack. The sheep could tell it was compression based. Slowly undoing the button and moving to the side so as to not get his face smacked with cock, as fun as it was. Instead of a cock flying out, the fat balls of the bull free themselves, swinging and resting on the cool floor. Churning loudly with potent cock slop, the equine cock slowly emerging from the sheathe, already as big as the boys forearm and only just starting.

“Might wanna get it in your mouth if you wanna suck it.”

“I-I have a plan don’t worry sir-.. B-Bogo! I-I’ve learned guys as big as you can have some weaknesses… O-Oh gosh..”

His face flushes hotter and hotter as Bogo’s dick grows larger, thicker. Better. Already getting to the sheeps breaking point as he watches in awe. The bovine flare fattening bigger and bigger, the prince albert shining as precum begins to bulge upward towards that fat tip. Splattering thick lines of precum that seem like he’s cumming already.

“Heh, Big ain’t it boy?”

The sheep was speechless. The small bulge in his belly dissapearing as he pulls out the toy that was plugging him up. Putting the size nearby Bogo’s cock, it was an astounding third of his dick! Shocking Bogo. Would he actually be able to penetrate him?


“Hehe.. I like big, I’ll give your flare some love then we can try and get you in me! D-don’t be shy to go raw and cum inside!”

Kinky ain’t he. Where are the days of safe sex and condoms being the coolest thing? Bogo remembered when he would find filled condoms everywhere. Even a few giant ones, which then became vore cases. What a pain they are, but when all was done, he does admit to fucking the condoms a bit to get off, what fun! Now everyone makes messes and stinks everywhere up.

The boy’s nice though, maybe he can enjoy his cock raw. Precum flooding the floor the sheep finally gets his face to the front of that lovely flare, the moment he did his fleece was instantly being soaked thoroughly with the Chiefs musk, a feat he’d be bragging about to his friends til the cows came home. Well, maybe bulls!

Closing his eyes and enjoying the warm musky shower that was so graciously given to him, the sheep eventually surprised Bogo by pressing his lips firmly against that plump, donut like cock hole that sprayed that beautiful precum. Pulling his head back some with a bit of suction to only push his head forward, sliding his tongue nicely into the sweet tunnel.

To Bogo’s shock and stupor, the boy pulls back his tongue and head before pushing back forward. His tongue sliding in and out at a rhythmic pace. His small hands try to lift the nuts that lay on the ground, only to fail miserably. Able to get his hands under due to Bogo’s nuts clenching up. Gurgling loudly, thicker, muskier globs of precum spray around the twinks face, making more and more of a mess for the staff to clean up after. Poor staff is gonna be having a rouuuuugh night tonight.

“J-jesus kid I’m not into that vore stuff!”

The sheep’s ears perk up and he backs away a bit panicked, swallowing what precum he had in his mouth he explains,

“N-No no no! I-I don’t wanna be vored! I-I’m just doing some u-urethra play! Not vore, promise! J-just a bit longer.. Y-you taste so so good..”

He whines some, he seemed to really want to do this to Bogo. Chuffing softly he nods.

“Alright. I’ll let you do it a bit longer. Just be careful. I don’t wanna end up in cuffs due to your carelessness.”

The twink seemed to perk up in excitement, his muzzle going right to that donut cock slit. That warm tongue dipping back into that leaky tunnel. After a bit more of it Bogo had to admit, it was pretty nice. Maybe he’ll do more at home tonight to experiment some. Maybe he’ll get into guys using his dick as a way to get off. Perhaps he should bottom some more. Just not his style though.

Deeper and deeper did Bogo slide into the pressure of the tongue fucking of his dick. His tongue soon hanging from his mouth, head leaned back in bliss. Deep groans of pleasure escape the male. His balls clench upwards faster, the throbbing of his cock getting louder. Hungrier, unable to even consciously make the decision, his body made it for him.

The large flare throbs powerfully, that donut hole gapes wide open, the sheep slowly opens his eyes to see why his lips escaped the hole, only to look in shock. Before the twink could back away, his head was engulfed by the flare. The sudden large intrusion in his dick startles the bovine, looking in shock he yells in fear.

“O-Oh shit! Hold on kid i’m gonna.. Get you out.”

His hands hold the sheep’s shoulders, the sheep seemed to be ok after being held still. This wasn’t the first time he was accidentally swallowed it seems. Pushing his hands up against the flare, Bogo moans softly, looking a bit lustfully, he asks softly.

“Do you wanna go a bit deeper..? I-I’ll get you out I promise, you won’t be churned today, but this feels really good.”

Bogo could feel the heartbeat of the sheep grow quicker once again, stopping the pushing against the flare, a small shocked yelp muffles through the thick bovine cock flesh as a good couple inches of himself is yanked deeper, among another couple. His shoulders are being swallowed up now. The sheep could only smell, drink, and think of the big guys strong scent, feeling precum rush around him and gush onto the ground.

The bliss Bogo felt was out of this world, better than fucking someone. Was this why there were so many vore cases and arrests? No wonder- No! This was not vore. Just some extreme urethra play. Nothing more. However Bogo kept swallowing the sheep deeper. The groans of pleasure melting into full blown moans of pleasure now. His hands reaching up to grab the large pink nipples on those lovely pecs of his. Squeezing and twisting gently.

The cock swallows the sheep a bit deeper into the bull. The twinks cock spurting a few ropes of cum onto the ground, mixing and diluting some of the precum, before being covered by another batch. A whimper of the sheep comes from his dick, knocking him out of his blissful stupor.

“B-Bogo? A-are you gonna get me out soon?”

“Y-yeah kid yeah yeah, j-just go deeper, i’ll cum you out don’t worry..”

His dismissive response and quick resignation to his bliss once again made the sheep worry some, but he remained hopeful Bogo, the perfect police chief, wasn't gonna churn him up. He wouldn’t.. Right?

Right?

Well that was still to be decided by the lost in the sauce bull. Still not caring as the sheep only slipped deeper, the balls of the bull smacking into the ground and lifting a bit faster than before, knowing as if they were finally going to get their first meal. This wasn’t lost on the sheep either. Hearing the gurgling of the virile pair of nuts smacking over and over into the ground getting louder, more menacing. His wiggling didn’t help either, only making the cock swallow more and faster.

Sliding down at a quick rate now, the waist, hips, and crotch of the sheep is swallowed. The throbbing pink dick humping gently in the inside of the bovine dick. To the shock of the sheep, a single, powerful tug yanks the rest of his legs inside. A loud gulp-like sound is heard as he plummets into the sack of Bogo. Quickly being dunked in the thick slop he kicks out his feet.

“B-Bogo! I-I’m inside your nuts! A-are you close yet!??”

The chief wasn’t even hearing the sheep anymore. All he cared about was bliss. The pleasure, the unfelt sensations he was finally experiencing. Without even thinking, his balls clench inward, lifting up to show the clear outline of the sheep, a terrified face shown as he was clenched. Slamming into the ground, the sheep is dunked under the surface of the spooge, the wind knocked out of him. Before he was yanked up and squeezed in a less comfortable position. To only be slammed right back into the ground.

The cum seeped deep into his fleece, deeper than that even. The skin absorbing the cum, quickly turning white and breaking off into the pool.

The twink screamed.

He screamed in fear as he watched his body getting goopier each clench. His details getting less and less defined with each clench. The outside was no better either, his details becoming smoother as the sack squeezed deeper.

“O-Oh fuck yeah kid I’m about to cum~!!!!”

He yells out powerfully, unaware of the sheep being clenched into his sperm. The sensations drowning the pleading screams that got quieter with each clench. Bogo’s balls clench tighter as the sheep’s form grew smaller, less alive and more sperm. Clench, clench clench clench.

One more smack into the ground shuddered the gelatinous sheep into the pool, forever sealed into the sack, fattening his nuts up. As the life is snuffed away, his balls clench once more, his cock bulging up to the tip, and cum sprayed. Anywhere that wasn’t white was quickly splattered in cum.

The cum was thicker, goopier, stickier than usual Bogo felt, yet it didn’t process in his head just yet what he did. Only when his balls stopped their white assault on the room did he look mortified.

Looking around for any type of pile, for the sheep. Yet the only piles were the thick globs of cum that dripped and splatted. He just churned him

He vored his date.

He just did vore, and digested someone. He broke the law.

“Sshhhiiiiiiiiit…”

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