James enjoyed his day with Autumn. There was something about the female human that made things so pleasurable. Over the course of the day, he mated with her multiple times. Then there was the tasting - most of the humans he'd had were of the C-Grade, because eating B-Grade, or even A-Grade, to say nothing about Prime Grade, monthly would eat into the farm's profits. Autumn allowed him to taste her in multiple places, even swallowing her halfway down his throat. It was wonderful.
Soon enough though, night had come, and it was soon time for bed.
"So, what are we going to do for bed?" Autumn asked. "It's not like livestock are allowed to be inside the farmhouse, save on Big Meal Day, as the Meal."
"Don't worry about that," said James. "I have an idea."
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