Patreon Compilation – Fic #166 – McCree/Hanzo – Minotaur AU; alternate chapter; female Hanzo; minotaur!Jesse – Bull And Cow 2

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McCree/Hanzo – Hanzo just couldn't help it... she had to train herself into taking that massive bull cock.

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“Hmmm… I like this view. Your udders are smaller than a normal cow’s but I do appreciate ‘em nonetheless…”

“Keep- Keep quiet,” Hanzo hisses through her clenched teeth. She is holding on to Jesse’s horns for dear life, trying to carefully lower herself onto his cock but only… hovering above it, her slick little gash dragging against the flat tip again and again as she tries to hype herself up into sitting down on it.

Jesse has been ordered to keep his paws to himself, which he dutifully does… but that doesn’t mean he can’t ogle Hanzo’s tits dangling in front of his face – or using his mouth to drive her absolutely insane.

He blows warm air from his big, soft nostrils that tickles over the tiny little hairs on her skin and makes her nipples draw tight and sensitive. It also swipes over the vulnerable skin of her armpits, causing her to almost let go of his horns entirely.

He chuckles… but does not say a word. He knows exactly what he is doing to her. He knows that he is being an absolute menace and toeing along the arbitrary lines that she draws in the sand. And he loves it. He loves going along with her bitchy little demands while actually not going along with them at all – like how his long, broad tongue moves out to swipe over her left breast, causing it to jiggle for his viewing pleasure…

…and Hanzo to lose a bit more of her strength, making her lower some more, her biceps screaming for release just as her pussy is… all the while her mind keeps shouting panicky thoughts all of its own at her. That no matter how much she has trained herself for the immense stretch and massive fill, there is no way that she will be able to take this monster.

There is no way her little cunt will stretch for Jesse and just accept him as if it’s nothing.

You’re going to hurt yourself. You’re going to rip yourself in half just because you’re a nasty little slut that hasn’t stopped fantasizing about this beast’s cock. Whore. Hussy.

Her biceps are starting to give out on her.

Jesse doesn’t help either; he has been banned from doing so, after all. He just watches, tongue occasionally dragging over Hanzo’s tits, trembling on her ribs with how desperately she clutches at his horns… and watching her downfall with obvious self-indulgence in those dark, intelligent eyes of his.

Her gash stretches around his tip more and more… it noses up against her hole like it has a mind of its own, knowing exactly where to snuggle up to in order to slide without a hitch into Hanzo’s body. Only that there is no way that it will slide into her ‘without a hitch’. There’s no way she won’t split in half. She will destroy her cunt on his dick just because… because…

“H-Help m-me-” she stutters out with a panicked, high-pitched tone to her voice the moment she realizes that she will let go; that no matter how desperately she wants to keep clutching, her body will just keep out on her…

And Jesse is right there, his huge hands curling around her hips and preventing her from actually hurting herself.

Hanzo’s aching arms curl around his neck, holding on to him desperately while she tries to wrap her head around the feeling of that big, warm intrusion slowly pushing into her… because Jesse is not just holding her. He is lowering her onto his cock, forcing her gently to spread apart for him and rearrange her insides accordingly.

Hanzo’s eyes go wide, mouth open but no real sound coming out of it. There are little to no thoughts in her head. How could there be? She has trained herself for this moment… but there is no way she could have anticipated just how it would feel once that fat bull cock pushed into her. He feels similar but completely different to all her little toys.

None of them would have been able to emulate the heat or the throb of his pulse… or the way his massive bull cock keeps flexing inside her and making her go cross-eyed.

“No… don’t…” she finally mutters but there’s no heat behind it and Jesse just chuckles at her.

“I’m not doing anything,” he croons back. And it is true… he’s not doing anything. He just lets gravity do its thing, lowering Hanzo bit by bit until it is too much… and then more still.

Does it not end? His cock must… stop at some point, right? But there is still more slipping into her… still more cramming into her body and filling her belly until she feels pregnant with bull cock.

Jesse exhales, nostrils flaring and his hot breath wafting against Hanzo’s tits.

Her whole body shudders. Her pussy shudders, trying to clench around the massive cock for about a second before it gives up again, just stretching and letting him enter her. No training in the world could prepare Hanzo for trying to force out Jesse’s bull cock; no scolding of her father would be able to make her pull herself together and try to force him out, short of trying to emulate a birthing.

Jesse chuckles. Whether he knows exactly what Hanzo is thinking of or whether he just thinks it’s the funniest thing in the world to watch her try to wrap her head around the concept of being stuffed to the absolute brim… she doesn’t know.

She can’t afford the brain cells to scold him. He leans back, huge hands curving around her ribs to push her back and keep her from clinging to his neck like she wants to strangle him.

Once he has her grabbed like a little fuck doll, he starts to move her on his dick; up and down and up and down… little movements that feel like he is fucking deeper and deeper into her body until Hanzo is absolutely sure she can feel his stupid fat cock pressing against her brain stem.

How could this be? How could he be so massive, so… huge, so-

It’s nothing in comparison to when he starts to come, pumping her full of liquid as if she were a damn water balloon.

Hanzo’s eyes open wide, her mouth moving without a sound coming out. Part of her is aware that it is ridiculous how far Jesse has come, but… there is no time to gloat about his lack of decorum when she is suddenly made aware of just how misguided she had been to think that she had been full.

She had been nowhere near that.

She had been a child with children’s thoughts and nothing more.

Her eyes feel like they are about to spring out of her skull.

Jesse looks right back at her, his ears flicking every now and then. He looks lazy, for lack of a better word. Like he couldn’t be less affected about how he is pumping squirt after squirt of cum into Hanzo and is blowing her up from the inside out.

She looks down, staring at her belly, once nice and flat, now extended and pregnant looking, tits lying on the upper curve like delicious little raindrops.

Jesse leans in, opening his big mouth and showing her his large, blunt teeth before he latches on to one painfully hard teat and begins to suckle. It’s warm and wet and lights all of Hanzo’s nerves on fire… but it is not enough to distract her from the swell of her stomach and how her muscles groan from the strain.

Just when she starts wheezing, a vague flutter of panic at the back of her mind… Jesse stops. He pulls back from her tit with a pop, leaving behind a quickly cooling wet patch as he leans back, his eyes heavy lidded and satisfied looking.

His cock is lodged into her like a stopper but it’s no longer it’s width or length that Hanzo is occupied with… it is the sheer amount of cum that has inflated her stomach and makes her feel like she is about to lose her mind.

“MMmhhh… trained a lot, did you?” he croons, slowly letting go of her ribcage to instead let his fingers dance over the swell of her stomach. “Should give you a treat for that… don’t ya think?”

Hanzo has no idea what the oaf is talking about… until she feels his fingers dancing down her belly and beneath it, touching her swollen, poor pussy.

“Now that I’ve put a little calf in your belly… I think I can give you a nice orgasm, don’t you think?”

“What… what are you talking about?” Hanzo gasps, hands clawing at Jesse’s shoulders. Her tongue is just lagging behind a little, making her slur as if drunk.

“I’m talking about how I’ve pumped you full to the brim with my seed… there is no possibility for it not to take, don’t you think? Mmmhhh I can’t wait to keep drenching your womb in my seed until it shows… you look delicious like this. My sweet little cow with your beautiful big belly…”

Hanzo’s breath hitches. She wants to tell him off and dash his hopes… but his fat brute fingers are plucking her clit, making her bite her tongue, stars exploding in front of her eyes.

“I will keep you pumped full from now on. Make sure to stretch everythin’ out nice… make room for my little calf.”

God, she’ll… she’ll strangle him with her own two hands… l-later… later- after she’s come and come and come and come and-