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bonefall · 14 days ago

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Hey, I saw your post about Holstein cows and your knowledge about cows seems enciclopedical for someone who doesn't know shit about them like me. I was kind of wondering if you have an opinion about nelore cows. They are the most popular breed in my country, and I wanted to know more about them👉🏻👈🏻

YOU 🫵 are going to BRAZIL 🇧🇷

The Nelore is an absolutely outstanding cow. Able to withstand extreme heat, thick-skinned and insect resistant, intelligent yet easy to handle, it's hard to find a better beef breed for a humid, tropical environment.

Naturally, it's become popular all across South America, but the Nelore is the pride and joy of Brazil. Bred from a breed of zebuine cattle called the Ongole, the quality of the Nelore is what makes Brazil SUCH a powerhouse in meat production, globally. In fact, they've been the NUMBER ONE exporter of beef several years in a row!

Bask in the shape of this beautiful woman.

You'll probably first be drawn to the elegant dewlap and folds. This is how the cow manages to be so tolerant of high heat; lots of skin and lots of pores makes for more surface area to cool down quickly! Even her coloration helps-- white fur reflects the sun, but black skin underneath protects her from the rays that aren't.

If you're a bit more discerning, you might also be noticing her sculpted muscles, long legs, and humble udder. Nelore are bred to be healthy and athletic above all. They can survive just fine in a pasture year-round, very rarely needing medical care-- especially not when it comes to the care of their calves!

The Texas Longhorn (a breed which was developed in feral conditions) has an unassisted calving rate of 86%. The Nelore is 95%!

Lastly... do you see those bulges on the hump and on the rump? Those make for wonderful cuts of beef; Cupim and Picanha. Cupim is unique to Brazilian cuisine, but Picanha is sometimes called sirloin cap or rump cap in English.

I also really like the fact that sometimes they have gray bag markings under their eyes, so they look kinda like tired, wrinkly grandmas.

This is Yzma, to me.

As even better news, there's been a ton of progress in terms of lessening the ecological impact of cattle grazing since Lula unseated the weird fascist whose face I don't respect. Brazil produces a downright staggering amount of beef (only slightly less than the entire USA!) on a decreasing amount of land, swapping over to a HIGHLY efficient form of sustainable farming called ICLF, or Integrated Crop-Livestock-Forestry.

It's really inspiring, if you'd like to read about people doing good things in these troubled times.

If I have any beef with Nelores, it's simply that I do also wish for there to be more room for heritage breeds like the Indu-Brasil... but also, it's hard to condemn actual efficiency and real results, unlike the horror show that's going on with Holsteins. Nelores are a fantastic breed of wonderful, happy animals with very few problems. I must love them.

...just please appreciate this droopy thing too. Bloodhound ass Snoopy cow. my heart would break if we lost the Indu-Brasil </3

#cows #nelore #indu-brasil #cattle #bone babble #BRAZIL #Also I wanted to show off a little nelore figurine I own but it's on a top shelf #But when I took a picture it was dusty as fuck #And im not trying to get ripped to shreds about the absolute size of the dust bunnies on my shelf lmao #Cow lore detour

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skeletonh0e · 1 month ago

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Darling, just start the Chase (Chapter 2)

{Read Chapter One Here!} Description: The chase begins and you're wondering how much long this can go on for, you do pretty well until you get caught trying to make a little call A/N: Read the Author's Note in the last chapter for important context, this part is very Killer and Dust-centric with Nightmare popping up in the end. The third part will focus more on Horror and dear ole' Mare, with the fourth part being who decides the "winner", and the fifth one? Well, you'll see :) No new trigger warnings aside from some violence I guess, but like I said read the Author's Note of the last chapter as everything stated there still applies.

MINORS DNI

You worked hard to gain some ground, deciding that despite your chronic horny brain at the moment you were going to think about this logically. It was one thing to get caught, it was one thing to get caught right off the bat. You humored the idea of going to a more public area but quickly decided against it.

While none of them would probably expect you to choose a crowded place, it simply wasn't ideal. Especially considering the very real possibility that any of them would choose to mate you regardless of if there was a viewing crowd or not, which...mildly arousing as it was, you didn't actually want. But even assuming they wouldn't go that far...

If your scent managed to spur all three of them into a rut of their own, you didn't want to risk having that effect on a different monster you didn't know. Those three were plenty, better the freaks you know than the ones you don't.

Your best bet was the forest, thankfully you were plenty familiar with it. That's arguably your biggest and possibly your only advantage over them, you knew this universe, you knew this area. The three of them only briefly visited when you were around. That would allow you to actually gain some decent ground,

Fuck, how much time had passed? Five...at least six or even minutes? You ran deeper into the woods, that burning sensation between your legs simply grew, maybe you should have taken this head start to actually go into town to pick up some medication instead. There was no guarantee you'd make it that far but how long could you run while you were like this?

How long did you actually want this to go on?

How long were they willing to chase you?

You look down at your clothing, your halfway ripped shirt from your previous encounter with Dust. You did at least dress decently for an impromptu chase through the woods, but your scent was still a dead giveaway and Axe has the best ability to track you down with that alone. Thinking quickly you picked up your jacket, hoping that enough of your smell rubbed off on it to at least be used as a red herring of sorts.

You quickly tossed it, the fabric being caught on some tree branches before you started running again. Biting down on your lip to suppress a whimper, were you really so sensitive that the simple feeling of the rough fabric of your jeans rubbing across your crotch caused such a reaction. You huffed out a breath, trying to stay focused, minutes were passing quickly they've definitely started looking by now.

But one piece of clothing with your smell wouldn't be enough to throw them all off together, you didn't have that many other clothes and it wasn't like you could remove what was left, though....maybe.....your hands worked diligently to tear off a piece of your shirt. It was fairly easy thanks to Dust, you didn't rip up enough to the point your shirt lost all protection but it was enough that it would hopefully aid in throwing your pursuers off. After making sure you were far enough from when you dropped your jacket off (last thing you wanted was to accidentally leave a trail), you tossed off too.

That might distract them or lead them astray for now, you made a careful note to avoid those areas, but that didn't change the fact that your body alone was constantly producing that aroma. You tried to think desperately, running still but your legs were quickly growing tired. You could attempt to cover it, rolling around in some dirt or something akin to that but...that was gross. And you weren't that desperate enough to avoid them.

You reach an incline, you let your feet naturally slide down the hill and that's when you reach a river stream. This...this might just work, admittedly you were a bit hesitant. You knew the area but you didn't normally go this deep into the forest alone, you simply took a deep breath then looked around....if it bought you some more time.

You plunged yourself into the river, wincing as the cold water hit you full force but honestly given how hot your body had been running previously it was actually a bit of a relief. Okay, this was good, the river wasn't dirty but it had enough contents in it to conceal your scent and the flowing stream naturally pushed your body allowing you to actually cover more ground than you would have on foot.

The ice coldness even allowed you to break through the haze your heat created, allowing for more coherent thoughts and better focus.

You were still freezing and your clothes being soaked later was less than ideal, but still. It was better than exhausting yourself through running, all you had to do now was not drown and you were a decent enough swimmer for that.

You couldn't stay here forever. Even assuming the boys wouldn't eventually check the river, you would probably die of hypothermia if you were here for too long. You let the river stream carry you for awhile, so far everything is going smoothly. However the temperature was getting too much to stand and it seemed you approached the end, the river venturing off into a type of cave. You flung yourself against some nearly rocks, shivering as you forced your upper body against the hard surface and crawled out.

Wisely you decided to rest for now, still shivering though in spite of that you were kinda grateful as you mauled over the situation you were put in. Because there was a question here, how long would these boys be willing to hunt you down for?

No matter how much you didn't want to throw away a week worth of plans for just having your brains fucked out, throwing away a week worth of plans to be chased by three skeletons without getting fucked once was definitely the worst of the option. If you would even last that long, fuck, you were only out of the freezing cold water for a few minutes but you could feel that fearsome arousal slowly trickle back in full force.

Dammit. You should have prepared for this better, bought medicine beforehand or at least decent birth control, that was the thing you weren't just ridiculously horny but you were fertile now. Could those three actually impregnate you? Them being driven into heat too certainly pointed toward the answer being yes or at least....a possibility.

Which you didn't know if the fact that turned you on was due to the heat or maybe because you were baby crazy deep down. This was not an ideal situation.

Maybe you should just call Nightmare to let him know.

Out of all of them, your relationship with him was probably the strangest. As Killer put it, Nightmare very clearly had a soft spot for you and while that didn't mean you were completely safe from him in a sense, he was kinder to you than he would ever be to others. The fact he sent his lackies here to guard you today showed that, Nightmare didn't like you being hurt and he most certainly wouldn't like you fucking one of his underlings.

The more you thought about the more you realized that hiding this from him was not the best idea, because knowing your luck he would find out eventually and the longer he went without knowing the more that would enrage him. But...he would get snappy with the other three for even considering this and you didn't actually want them to get hurt when all was said and done. And Nightmare could be so extremely cruel.

But what does that matter if these three end up trying to murder each other anyway?

The more you thought about it the more it seemed like Nightmare was the best option here, you could even assume that he wouldn't be affected by your heat and possibly actually let you have a normal weak. You could call him, anytime you used your magic for such feats before he always came quickly. You sat up, starting to gently whisper the incantation but before you could even get halfway a boney hand was firmly placed over your mouth.

"Someone's trying to cheat~"

Killer. Fuck! Why didn't you hear him coming?! Even if he used a stupid short cut, you should have at least been given some type of heads up. Instinctively you started to thrash around but his grim on you was harder especially as he dragged you further away from the stream and deeper into the cave. You attempted to scream but it was muffled against his hand.

"Come on, I just got the other two off my back. You don't want them to interrupt our fun, do you?" You're forcefully hoisted up a bit, the skeleton grinding his hips right against your rear and you're actually grateful your mouth is covered. You would have moan otherwise, the brief cool down your body got from the cold river water was wearing off.

And he's hard. The fact you squirm and writhe underneath him further arouses him.

"Stars, this is why I like you. Anyone else this would have been over in ten minutes flat, but you had us out here for nearly an hour. I'm impressed." His hips continue to grind against your backside, it's more of a subconscious moment than anything. It's clear he's struggling to control himself, he simply just needs the friction right now. "You smell so fucking good too, and it's all for me right?"

His other hand quickly goes to grope at your chest, it feels so fucking good but you don't want to submit just yet. Even if your body is screaming at you to give into every impulse you want to at least make him work for it more. The struggle turns him on too, right?

You keep trying to escape his grasp, his hands tighten on you in response. That's when his hand drifts down lower, frantically undoing your pants and you increase how much you thrash around.

"That's cute little rabbit, but I can smell how much you want this." his hand is plunged into your pants, fingers diving inbetween your wet folds and the mewl you let out is embarrassing. Even if it's slightly muffled by his hand. He tries to keep his movements slow at first, but the thing about teasing when you're both like this is that it's a double edged sword.

It delays his release as much as it does yours.

"You're so fucking wet god damn, bet it feels amazing in there, right? A special little place you got just for me?" his fingers play with your clit, it's enough to make you see white as your body jerks into his own. There's not much of a struggle to be had anymore, you relax some, eyes hazy as he keeps up his movements. "That's a good girl, don't worry I'll take good care of you."

The sweetness in his tone feels nearly condescending but you're quickly starting to care less and less, especially as his hand dips down lower. Tips of his boney fingers circling your entrance before hesitantly sliding one in, the muffled cry startles both you but Killer seemed more impressed with your velvetly like walls. You feel his cock twitching from behind you.

"Tight." he breathes out, clearly imagining putting something a lot bigger than his finger in there, "You're not a virgin are you? Cunt feels brand new,"

You're not actually, but god damn has it been awhile. You can't even the remember the last time you had a decent fuck, most pleasure came what you did to yourself. Part of what made this feel so fucking good, combined with the hormones coursing through your body.

Slowly, sadistically his fingers are pulled from you. Brought to his mouth to reveal in his taste, he nearly growls at how fucking good it is. How good you are. Frantically he flips positions, moving to your front while pressing your back firm against the hard ground beneath you. Those black eyes staring directly down at you, hand still covering your mouth.

You wonder if his is how a rabbit might feel before getting eaten alive by a wolf or even a fox.

"If I remove my hand you only get to scream when I'm inside you, got it? I wanna make the others jealous-"

You were going to nod, feeling your clit pulse at the sensation and your own hips desperately grinding against his own in a desperate need for more, but before you can a large ringing noise fills the air and the only thing you can comprehend is a bright light above you instead of Killer.

At least his hand wasn't covering your mouth anymore.

You manage to put the pieces together quickly enough, that was a Gaster Blast and Killer barely managed to move out of the way just in time. You sit up very slowly.

"What the hell-?! You've could've hurt her!" actually endearing that's where his first though goes though it's immediately followed by, "Hell you could have killed me!"

"you'd live," you sat back up clearly disheveled, as Dust approached. A part of you nearly whimpered as you had been quite enjoying the previous treatment but the game wasn't over yet. No one was going to give Killer an easy victory. "my turn," Dust zooms toward you.

"Oh no you don't!"

You're quite literally caught in the middle, Dust is in front of you, squatted down and inches away from your face, you can feel Killers chest right against your back as the two grab onto you. Killer's knife is drawn, pressed forward to shove against Dust's neck but it comes alarmingly close to you as well.

They both growl and it's impossibly arousing as you mewl in-between them. There is something so animalistic yet so primal about the whole thing it drives you nuts.

"You're a real fucking bonehead you know that, she's already submitted to me-"

"yeah yeah i'm not letting her settle for second best if you can call yourself that."

It's a bit of a stand still for a bit, you caught tightly in the middle. Both want to fucking kill each other it looks like but neither wanting to risk hurting you in a scuffle. Yet the more they stay like this the more the growing aggression grows, your mind ping bonging between the options of telling them both to take you, attempting to escape or simply picking one of the two.

Before you can even attempt that, Killer finally loses his patience then lunges. Awkwardly the two scatter away from you, as Killer charge tackles him all about. You let out a grunt, scrambling away as a battle starts to break out. Bone attacks and magic flying wildly, it quickly dawns on you that one of them might actually murder each other and that's not even mentioning what's going to happen when Axe gets involved.

You force yourself to stand, the heat, the running from before and the coldness from the water actually making the taste quite difficult. Fuck, you can't keep up this chase forever either and things might actually go from fun to disastrous very very quickly that's why in your panic you shout-

"NIGHTMARE!"

It's not the proper spell to cite when summoning him, but there's enough magic and intent behind it you know that he hears it. The other two boys are aware of it two as they stop mid fight to look over both wide eyed.

"did she just-?"

"SHIT!"

The air in the environment changes, the silhouette of Nightmare forming into place with his typical menacing aura. It's hard to tell what exactly he feels right now at the sight before him but doesn't look like anything good.

Dust acts first and before you know it he's not only picked you up but thrown you over his shoulder, before instantly shortcuting out of there.

"Oh you motherfucker!" Killer follows shortly after him, suddenly you're both in another area of the woods with Dust deciding to carry you the rest of the way on foot, Killer shortly behind him the two both being surprisingly fast despite the reputation you'd expect from all Sanses at this point.

"Look at what you did! She called boss! Do you know how all cooked we are!?"

"you're cooked i have a plan."

You feel like this has just made things worst, at least with Nightmare as an active participant this might end sooner. Maybe. Possibly.

You don't know how much longer you can last.

#💀 bad boys bad boys what chu you gonna do when they come for you? (bad sans gang)#🔞 the bone zone #nightmare sans x reader #killer sans x reader #dust tale sans x reader #dust sans x reader #horrorfell sans x reader #smut drabble

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