This is not my artwork but a commission I asked to the artist BlueWoman whom can be reach at
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/59634823/
I had the permission of the artist to post it in my own account.


She is a prototype for the taur bovine kin


A bit of lore


She was founding ever so hard to focus and remember… ‘Eh eh!! They moved again’.
She volunteer to help with war effort… ‘Auch! That hurts’.
Her belly was aching again, soon the beautiful figure would be back to check on her babies.
“Well done Adaline, those were others strong minotaurs keep going like this.” Said the beautiful figure.
“The next group is going to be all females, I'm sure you could keep them Adaline this time.” Continued the beautiful figure.
“My babies, where are my babies?” asked the confused taur looking at her now empty bellies and around searching for them.
“Right here Adaline” said the figure brings forth three humans unsettle that they were all female and their ages. However the war needed them.


“What is this?”
“It’s what the trappers have found my liege ”
“At least they could became new breeders” the figure shiver to the coldness of those words.
“What about Adaline? My liege”
“What about her?”
“She is the last true born bovine kin and in her state she might soon…”
“Doctor” interrupted the Archfay “we have a war to win. The human menace must be stop.”
“But sir...”
“Are those viable?“
“Yes sir, all the gestation were complete so far, they all turned into bovine kin and the mindwipes are all serviceable enough, sir.” Explained the doctor.
“Then don’t pester me an the minutiae. Put the females to use and send the males to the front. Is the time distortion spell still working?” stated the Archfay.
“Yes sir. But look at her she is already half gone, we can’t sacrifice an all kin to this war. We should put her to rest.” Pleaded the doctor.
“We are not sacrificing one! The infected and transformed are themselves bovine kin, are they not?”
“Yes, but they know nothing of their culture and society. They are just weapons or breeders. What will become of them?” snapped the doctor.
The archfay watched the doctor intensely after the out burst as well as he went unconscious.
“Major, bring the good doctor to the next available breeder so he could save their culture, if he really wants to.” Said coldly the general.
“Yes Sir, I will see to it.” Answer the major completely unfazed.
“Major, what else is being worked on here?”
“The research on the plague you asked for is going splendidly, your highness. The first fleas should be freed in the week. They are still working on the shoggoth you personally brough in, the advancement on that front is only marginal”
“Show me.”


“375, the good doctor is so happy for your dedication to the war, that has volunteer to join your babies.”
“D – doctor?!” stammer the bovine taur looking at the beautiful figure.
Without any other explanation the unconscious body of the doctor was pushed in the waiting welcoming folds of the already expecting lower womb.

In a day a full month would have pass for them all and this batch would be ready for the mindwipes and their new orders, as soldiers for the war.

The double expecting Adaline lean on herself caressing her bellies full of already transforming passengers.
The beautiful figure had promised she could keep her babies this time.
“My babies, my beautiful babies, I love you all!!” babble almost incorrectly the imprisoned centauress.

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