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Donkey Bred

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Jackson disciplines his daughter, Sarah, with the many donkeys at his disposal in the barn. The animals surround the teenager and rape her, one after another, taking turns in her mouth and pussy. With the donkeys cumming inside, Sarah tries to escape to no avail. However, her Daddy decides to give his daughter a chance at freedom, but will she be able to win the game? What if the game is a way to get his daughter to fuck more of the animals? After that horrendous night, Sarah’s stomach grows more prominent, pregnant with more than one donkey. She knows the animals will have to come out but wants to abort them before the horrors arrive. Unfortunately, Sarah’s Daddy has no problem forcing his daughter to carry to term, give birth, and take care of the offspring. Sadly, one night, when Sarah was alone at the barn, she heard a noise out back. Checking it out, she finds herself fleeing from the crazed wolf. Torn, Sarah rushes to the hospital, but nobody believes the young woman when the story of her recent pregnancy comes up. Instead, the staff sends Sarah to a mental ward – a despicable place filled with sadistic men who only live to torment their patients. So, what scares Sarah the most?

Violet and the Hog

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Ralph binds his daughter, Violet, before leaving her with several monstrous, horny wild hogs. They swarm around the innocent young woman, and one even impregnates her. When the pigs go too far, Ralph is met with the question of defending his daughter and putting his own life at risk or letting the intense, humiliating rape continue… Violet’s belly grows larger and larger by the day, regardless of what happened nine months ago. She can feel the piglets inside, ready to birth at any moment. Unfortunately for Violet, she is forced to carry all seven of the piglets to term by her father…

Fucking Goats

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Lily’s cage was a festering pit, the straw crusted with blood, seed, and her own vomit. The rabid dog’s foam still burned her throat, the boar’s tusks haunted Mia’s screams, and the client’s snuff order loomed like a guillotine. Her body was a ruin—bruises, claw marks, and welts from dogs, wolves, bears, and boars. The collar choked her, a constant reminder of The Kennel’s claim. Mia’s whispers, *We survive*, were a fading pulse in the dark, barely audible over the barn’s new sounds: bleats, grunts, and the clink of chains. Goats, Lily realized, her stomach twisting. The annual gala, Vixen had hinted. A night of excess where no one escaped unbroken.

The Bear

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Lily’s cage was a prison of straw and despair, the stench of blood and fear clinging to her skin. Claire’s lifeless eyes haunted her, the bull’s bellows echoing in her skull from the slaughterhouse horror. Mia’s whispered defiance, *We’re not dying like that*, was a faint spark in the dark, but it flickered under the weight of The Kennel’s cruelty. The collar bit into Lily’s neck, her body a canvas of bruises and claw marks from the dogs’ assaults. Sleep was impossible, each creak of the barn promising more torment. A low growl, deeper than the hounds’, rumbled through the walls, and Lily’s heart sank. The bear, Vixen had said. The next nightmare.

The Syndicate

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Lily’s sneakers crunched on the gravel path, the only sound besides the distant hum of cicadas. The Midwest sun beat down, slicking her bare shoulders with sweat as she adjusted her backpack. Eighteen, fresh out of high school, she’d seen the ad on a sketchy modeling site: Glamour shoot, rural location, big payout. Her mom’s shitty trailer and her stepdad’s leering eyes were reason enough to take the risk. The address led her to a rusted gate in the middle of nowhere, flanked by dense woods and a faded sign reading Private Property. A man in a black SUV had picked her up at the bus station, silent the whole drive, his knuckles scarred and white on the wheel. Now, standing before a sprawling farmstead, Lily felt a prickle of unease. Barns loomed in the distance, their red paint peeling, and a faint stench of musk and decay hung in the air.

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