The Adventures of Farmer Castiel, Sammoo, and Deanmoo
Title: The Adventures of Farmer Castiel, Sammoo, and Deanmoo
Pairing(s): Sam/Dean/Castiel
Rating: NC-17/Explicit/Adult
Word Count: 1158
Tags: crack, au, farmer!Cas, cow!Sam, cow!Dean, genderswap, rimming, fluff
Summary: A lazy Sunday afternoon on the ranch for Sammoo, Deanmoo, and Farmer Cas.
A/N: Brought to you by This Fluffy Cow Post, my weird brain, and encouragement from whataboutthefish. My brain went places and Fishie did nothing to discourage it. In fact... ENABLER!
Yes, it’s smut. Yes, those are cows. Yes, Sam and Dean are cows. If you’re already wondering what the fuck this is, this fic is probably not for you. Still with me? You’ll probably have fun. Enjoy!
Farmer Castiel snapped his suspenders as he walked out of the house toward the barn. It was a beautiful day, and he stretched his wings out wide, enjoying the way the sun warmed them.
"Mmmmooooooo!"
Farmer Cas chuckled. "I'm comin', Sammoo!" he said as he ambled on closer to the barn.
He smiled when he heard the answering huff of excitement from his two favorite cows, the barn door swinging open wide and letting the morning sun and fresh air in. His cows loved mornings like this.
"Let's take a walk," Farmer Cas said, patting Deanmoo on the side as the fluffy cows made their way out of the barn, bumping into each other as they walked because they never could be all that far apart from each other.
They took their time walking down to the stream, their adorably fluffy coats blowing in the breeze, Sammoo sniffing the air and Deanmoo stopping every so often to munch on a tasty flower or two at the path's edge.
The closer they got to the stream, the more excited Sammoo got. Sammoo loved the water and would frolic for hours in it. Deanmoo preferred sunbathing on the soft dirt near the stream, lazily biting on flowers and snuffling through the moss.
"Here we are, kiddos," Farmer Cas said, giving Sammoo a pat on the left flank.
"Mmmooooo!" Sammoo said excitedly, hurrying to the water and splashing through it.
Deanmoo flopped onto the soft dirt, something that had worried Farmer Cas the first time he'd seen the cow do it. He'd been sure his beautiful cow had been sick or dying, but no, Deanmoo just loved rolling around on the ground, enjoying life.
While Sammoo splashed and rolled around in the water, Farmer Cas lowered himself onto the ground near Deanmoo, then leaned back, using Deanmoo as a fluffy pillow. Deanmoo lifted her head and snuffled at Farmer Cas' head, giving him a lick with her long tongue.
"Beautiful day, huh, Deanmoo?" Farmer Cas asked.
Deanmoo snuffled out her answer, groaning as she closed her eyes and rubbed her face over the moss and flowers. Yes, Farmer Cas' cows were happy. They had a good life, the three of them.
Some time later, Sammoo finished frolicking in the water and hefted herself onto the dirt near Deanmoo and Farmer Cas. She lowered herself down until she was sitting much like a cat did when they looked like a loaf of bread. It was adorable and something that never failed to make Farmer Cas smile. She snuffled at Farmer Cas' crotch, and Farmer Cas let out a chuckle.
"What is it, sweetheart?" Farmer Cas asked, rubbing the tips of his fingers over the divot between her eyes. It was a spot that made her close her eyes and shiver with pleasure.
Sammoo licked over Farmer Cas' hardening length, prominent even in the jeans he was wearing. It never took long for either of his cows to get him in the mood.
Deanmoo grunted, nudging Farmer Cas' hand with her nose. Farmer Cas chuckled, no doubt in his mind who called the shots on his little farm. He opened up his jeans, then squirmed around until they were down at his knees, his bare ass on the soft ground. He never bothered with boxers because it was just one more thing to wash.
Sammoo made a happy little noise before licking over Farmer Cas' cock, tickling his belly with the tip of her long tongue. Farmer Cas hummed happily and closed his eyes, letting Sammoo lick and slurp at his cock and balls.
Deanmoo never liked getting left out of the action, so a quick nip to Farmer Cas' left hand had Farmer Cas laughing and getting on with it. He ran his fingers over Deanmoo's udder, full and soft and warm. Her teats were already leaking, and when Farmer Cas gently ran his fingers over one of them, a squirt of milk shot out, hitting Sammoo in the forehead.
Sammoo wasn't pleased. In fact she snorted right onto Farmer Cas' cock and stomach. Farmer Cas didn't mind, though. It just made everything even sloppier. Farmer Cas was more careful where he pointed the teats, though, so he didn't upset Sammoo.
Deanmoo let out a sigh of contentment as Farmer Cas played with her teats, squirting milk up to his mouth and letting the excess he couldn't swallow run down his jaw and wet his shirt.
Sammoo curled her tongue around Farmer Cas' cock and squeezed, stroking it a little, and Farmer Cas groaned, trying to push Sammoo away. He didn't want to come yet, and that would push him over the edge too quickly.
Of course Deanmoo was having none of it. Deanmoo nudged Farmer Cas with her head, pushing until Farmer Cas got the message.
"But I was comfortable!" Farmer Cas complained even as he got to his knees and spread his legs as much as he could with the jeans still halfway on. He did as he was told anyway, and when Deanmoo licked over the crack of his ass, Farmer Cas gasped and closed his eyes, using Sammoo's head to steady himself as she curled her tongue around his cock, squeezing and pulling.
"My beautiful girls," Farmer Cas groaned, scratching over the top of Sammoo's head just the way she liked it.
Deanmoo slurped around Farmer Cas' ass until her tongue slipped between his ass cheeks, and then she found his hole and wiggled the tip of her tongue before slurping up and down, too fast for him to last long.
"Oh, my babies," Farmer Cas gasped, fingers tight in Sammoo's fluffy hair.
She didn't mind, especially when she knew Farmer Cas was doing it because he felt so good. Deanmoo let out a moo as she licked over Farmer Cas' hole, the vibrations driving Farmer Cas wild.
"Oh! De-Deanmoo!! Oh!" Farmer Cas whimpered as he tried to stay upright. If he fell over, not only would it upset his cows, but they'd lose their rhythm, and it felt way too good to stop.
Sammoo let out a moo too, and Deanmoo closed her eyes as she let out a moo at the same time. The sensations overwhelmed Farmer Cas, and he cried out as he came, Sammoo pulling on his cock as Farmer Cas bucked against her face.
When Farmer Cas was spent, Sammoo nudged him back, and he let Deanmoo catch him with her head, lowering him gently until he was snuggled up against Deanmoo's side again. He turned his face and nuzzled the soft cow fur as Deanmoo snuffled at his head and Sammoo gently licked him clean.
"Thank you, girls," Farmer Cas said happily. "You're such special cows. Such good girls."
He fell asleep, and soon after Deanmoo and Sammoo put their heads down on Farmer Cas and all three of them took a midday snooze, all of them content and happy.
End.
Pairing(s): Sam/Dean/Castiel
Rating: NC-17/Explicit/Adult
Word Count: 1158
Tags: crack, au, farmer!Cas, cow!Sam, cow!Dean, genderswap, rimming, fluff
Summary: A lazy Sunday afternoon on the ranch for Sammoo, Deanmoo, and Farmer Cas.
A/N: Brought to you by This Fluffy Cow Post, my weird brain, and encouragement from whataboutthefish. My brain went places and Fishie did nothing to discourage it. In fact... ENABLER!
Yes, it’s smut. Yes, those are cows. Yes, Sam and Dean are cows. If you’re already wondering what the fuck this is, this fic is probably not for you. Still with me? You’ll probably have fun. Enjoy!
Farmer Castiel snapped his suspenders as he walked out of the house toward the barn. It was a beautiful day, and he stretched his wings out wide, enjoying the way the sun warmed them.
"Mmmmooooooo!"
Farmer Cas chuckled. "I'm comin', Sammoo!" he said as he ambled on closer to the barn.
He smiled when he heard the answering huff of excitement from his two favorite cows, the barn door swinging open wide and letting the morning sun and fresh air in. His cows loved mornings like this.
"Let's take a walk," Farmer Cas said, patting Deanmoo on the side as the fluffy cows made their way out of the barn, bumping into each other as they walked because they never could be all that far apart from each other.
They took their time walking down to the stream, their adorably fluffy coats blowing in the breeze, Sammoo sniffing the air and Deanmoo stopping every so often to munch on a tasty flower or two at the path's edge.
The closer they got to the stream, the more excited Sammoo got. Sammoo loved the water and would frolic for hours in it. Deanmoo preferred sunbathing on the soft dirt near the stream, lazily biting on flowers and snuffling through the moss.
"Here we are, kiddos," Farmer Cas said, giving Sammoo a pat on the left flank.
"Mmmooooo!" Sammoo said excitedly, hurrying to the water and splashing through it.
Deanmoo flopped onto the soft dirt, something that had worried Farmer Cas the first time he'd seen the cow do it. He'd been sure his beautiful cow had been sick or dying, but no, Deanmoo just loved rolling around on the ground, enjoying life.
While Sammoo splashed and rolled around in the water, Farmer Cas lowered himself onto the ground near Deanmoo, then leaned back, using Deanmoo as a fluffy pillow. Deanmoo lifted her head and snuffled at Farmer Cas' head, giving him a lick with her long tongue.
"Beautiful day, huh, Deanmoo?" Farmer Cas asked.
Deanmoo snuffled out her answer, groaning as she closed her eyes and rubbed her face over the moss and flowers. Yes, Farmer Cas' cows were happy. They had a good life, the three of them.
Some time later, Sammoo finished frolicking in the water and hefted herself onto the dirt near Deanmoo and Farmer Cas. She lowered herself down until she was sitting much like a cat did when they looked like a loaf of bread. It was adorable and something that never failed to make Farmer Cas smile. She snuffled at Farmer Cas' crotch, and Farmer Cas let out a chuckle.
"What is it, sweetheart?" Farmer Cas asked, rubbing the tips of his fingers over the divot between her eyes. It was a spot that made her close her eyes and shiver with pleasure.
Sammoo licked over Farmer Cas' hardening length, prominent even in the jeans he was wearing. It never took long for either of his cows to get him in the mood.
Deanmoo grunted, nudging Farmer Cas' hand with her nose. Farmer Cas chuckled, no doubt in his mind who called the shots on his little farm. He opened up his jeans, then squirmed around until they were down at his knees, his bare ass on the soft ground. He never bothered with boxers because it was just one more thing to wash.
Sammoo made a happy little noise before licking over Farmer Cas' cock, tickling his belly with the tip of her long tongue. Farmer Cas hummed happily and closed his eyes, letting Sammoo lick and slurp at his cock and balls.
Deanmoo never liked getting left out of the action, so a quick nip to Farmer Cas' left hand had Farmer Cas laughing and getting on with it. He ran his fingers over Deanmoo's udder, full and soft and warm. Her teats were already leaking, and when Farmer Cas gently ran his fingers over one of them, a squirt of milk shot out, hitting Sammoo in the forehead.
Sammoo wasn't pleased. In fact she snorted right onto Farmer Cas' cock and stomach. Farmer Cas didn't mind, though. It just made everything even sloppier. Farmer Cas was more careful where he pointed the teats, though, so he didn't upset Sammoo.
Deanmoo let out a sigh of contentment as Farmer Cas played with her teats, squirting milk up to his mouth and letting the excess he couldn't swallow run down his jaw and wet his shirt.
Sammoo curled her tongue around Farmer Cas' cock and squeezed, stroking it a little, and Farmer Cas groaned, trying to push Sammoo away. He didn't want to come yet, and that would push him over the edge too quickly.
Of course Deanmoo was having none of it. Deanmoo nudged Farmer Cas with her head, pushing until Farmer Cas got the message.
"But I was comfortable!" Farmer Cas complained even as he got to his knees and spread his legs as much as he could with the jeans still halfway on. He did as he was told anyway, and when Deanmoo licked over the crack of his ass, Farmer Cas gasped and closed his eyes, using Sammoo's head to steady himself as she curled her tongue around his cock, squeezing and pulling.
"My beautiful girls," Farmer Cas groaned, scratching over the top of Sammoo's head just the way she liked it.
Deanmoo slurped around Farmer Cas' ass until her tongue slipped between his ass cheeks, and then she found his hole and wiggled the tip of her tongue before slurping up and down, too fast for him to last long.
"Oh, my babies," Farmer Cas gasped, fingers tight in Sammoo's fluffy hair.
She didn't mind, especially when she knew Farmer Cas was doing it because he felt so good. Deanmoo let out a moo as she licked over Farmer Cas' hole, the vibrations driving Farmer Cas wild.
"Oh! De-Deanmoo!! Oh!" Farmer Cas whimpered as he tried to stay upright. If he fell over, not only would it upset his cows, but they'd lose their rhythm, and it felt way too good to stop.
Sammoo let out a moo too, and Deanmoo closed her eyes as she let out a moo at the same time. The sensations overwhelmed Farmer Cas, and he cried out as he came, Sammoo pulling on his cock as Farmer Cas bucked against her face.
When Farmer Cas was spent, Sammoo nudged him back, and he let Deanmoo catch him with her head, lowering him gently until he was snuggled up against Deanmoo's side again. He turned his face and nuzzled the soft cow fur as Deanmoo snuffled at his head and Sammoo gently licked him clean.
"Thank you, girls," Farmer Cas said happily. "You're such special cows. Such good girls."
He fell asleep, and soon after Deanmoo and Sammoo put their heads down on Farmer Cas and all three of them took a midday snooze, all of them content and happy.
End.