Posted on 2020-08-10 08:32:21
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The FurAffinity user Grifterwolf wrote a long story about these two, with the panda slowly hypnotizing the bull, who the panda hired as a farm hand.

The Valley of Four Winds wasn't nearly windy enough on this arid afternoon; the sun baked hard into the earth, providing much hardship on the land. Everywhere a foot fell, a cloud of dust rose into the air, and drops of sweat were visible for a few seconds after striking the soil. Jin'po was among the few workers still out in this blistering heat, tending to his fields had to be done, while other families in the valley had younger, more energetic Pandaren to work on their crops, he had no family to call his own, but on this stifling afternoon, even with no shirt on his back, the heat radiated through his black and white fur and his tongue had become quite dry from hanging out of his mouth. He made an attempt to wipe sweat from his brow, lifting his large brimmed straw hat to do so, but it was like slapping a carpet with a wet noodle to dry it out.

He dug his garden hoe into the dirt and dragged it back, ripping the roots of weeds that tried desperately to escape the sunlight. Marmots and vermin constantly made a fuss about his attempts to cultivate, but he simply shooed them away with a sandaled foot or in the extreme circumstances, the broadside of a shovel would do them quite nicely as well.

Suddenly, Jin heard the sound of something approaching up the path from the main road. The soft squeak and roll of a cart's tires, he smiled and pulled the hoe firmly into his hand as the vehicle approached. The cart was simple enough in design, made of a firm pine wood that was durable, but light to carry. A soft white blanket was draped over it, concealing its contents and at the back a large metallic prong that was used to plow his field when it was in the down-turned position. But what intrigued him the most was the driver.

Not a “driver” per say, but a puller. The young Tauren looked like a mountain dragging the cart by force thanks to a harness and pulley that tethered him to the cart. He too looked like he was sweating, his dark brown fur was damp from his run and he was breathing heavily as Jin approached, his pectorals like boulders that expanded and contracted deely. The bull had amber eyes that seemed to glow in low lighting, his short tusks resting a hat similar to Jin's own on top of his head as he unhitched the harness and let it fall to the ground. He growled a bit and rolled his shoulders, making several audible popping sounds. “It's no good, Jin'po.” The tauren said in his deep, resonant voice as he pulled the sheet aside to reveal several burned out husks of vegetables underneath. “The sun has been too brutal on the fields, if we don't receive any water soon, they will surely not survive the season.”

“That's disappointing.” Jin said as he approached and placed a hand casually on the small of the tauren's back. “These crops are all I have to make it through the cold months, if they die, I'll never make it to next spring. What we need is a good hard rain.” He sighed a bit and glanced the bull over. “Bahn, look at you, you look terrible and beat. Go wash up and I'll see about getting things wrapped up for the day.”

Bahn Stormhoof nodded his head slightly and silently stepped away. Jin'po watched him walk off, idly scratching at the earth with his hoe, not paying much attention as he should to his work, and spending more time watching that bull walk. He was complacent, moreso than he had been some three weeks ago when they first met. The bull didn't even seem to notice the pandaren looking at him as he turned and unhitched his pants, pulling down his trousers to reveal his large, swinging ebon cock and matching balls. They swayed between his thighs as he stepped out of one leg of his pants, then out of the other. He turned around, revealing a muscular backside as he leaned over and tested the waters in the bathing trough that Jin'po had created. The water should still be quite cold too, but it didn't stop the tauren from straddling the edge, then rolling in with a splash.

*****

“Hey! Watch it!” The tauren snapped loud enough to draw the attention of the farmer who had nearly run over his tail as he remained crouched beside his cart, examining the wheel that had splintered. He realized he had snapped at a female and reeled in his temper suddenly, only growling and returning to the break. “Damn.” He uttered as he struggled with the wheel.

“You won't be able to repair that without some help.” A voice came from above him, and he turned his eyes up to see a silver-eyed pandaren sitting on top of his stowed supplies. “I could be of assistance, if you would like.”

“Yes, you could help by getting off my cart.” The bull said dismissively as he tried to physically pull the spokes in place.

“I wouldn't do that if I were you.” The bear warned, watching.

“Are you a Blacksmith!?” The certain snap in Bahn's voice told the farmer that it was a rhetorical question, so he responded with an open one: “No. Are you?”

The tauren paused at the question, then snorted abruptly. “I don't have to answer that! This is my cart! These are my things! Now leave me alone!”

He tugged suddenly on the wheel's spokes, but the pull was too hard and instead the wheel folded inward, snapping around Bahn's wrist. He cried out in pain and pulled himself back, standing just as Jin'po lost his balance and came tumbling from the wagon. He bounced and landed against the tauren's solid chest. The rumble in his chest was not a pleasant sound, Jin chuckled nervously. “My... what a big chest you have?”

*****

Stranded at Half Hill Market, Bahn had little choice than to stay until his cart was repaired. The inn charged little for his stay, but Jin'po was gleeful that the bull would stay behind. He could see the strength in the man's size and several... “other” aspects of his anatomy appreciated the massive tauren now taking up residence less than a mile from his own farm. His mind was ravenous with how he could make the bull his own, but how? With someone so close-minded, he would have to think of a way...

“Good evening!” Jin'po said, seating himself suddenly before the tauren who jerked back in response. His right wrist was heavily bandaged from the snapping wheel and he had been looming over the same half-glass of ale for nearly an hour. Jin'po refused to drop his smile on the angry look Bahn shot at him. “Silly me, I forgot to introduce myself earlier, I an Jin'po Cloudseeker.”

“Cloudseeker?” The tauren raised an eyebrow. “That sounds like a name used by the Shu'halo.”

Jin'po chuckled and nodded, reaching into his shirt pocket and pulling out a small packet. He laid it on the table and then produced a long white pipe from his satchel. “Yes, yes, I know. My family name was Windclaw, but I was inspired by your kind to discover my own path.” He pulled the pouch apart and began to sprinkle the reddish powder into it. “Many of your culture's aspects intrigue me the most out of any other race. Much like the night elves, you honor nature over all else.”

“Know many night elves then?”

Jin'po nodded. “I'm not a very stern individual. I don't like to pick sides, I neither harbor grudges, or... “root” for anyone in particular.”

“Mmhmm. But you like to interfere with someone's private business.” He responded pointedly.

“Very. Rarely.” He said picking up the pipe and gesturing toward the tauren. “Oh, do you mind?” He asked. Bahn shook his head and with a smirk, the bear flicked his wrist suddenly lighting a match he'd not seen in his hand a second before.

The tauren stared amazed. “How did you do that?”

Jin'po didn't answer immediately, he took a long drag of his pipe's tip and exhaled it slowly through his nose. A soft purple coloration came from the smoke, the likes of which Bahn had never seen. It smelled like... rainfall... or water of some kind to the tauren, the odor was enough to make him look around and wonder if it really was from the smoke emitting from the bear, who released the remainder by opening his mouth. “Oh, leave some of the old tricks to us old mages, whatsay you, Tauren?” He asked. “Speaking of which, I believe it is customary for both parties to introduce themselves... unless you'd prefer “Bull” or “Tauren.” Mmm?”

Bahn reclined against the back of his chair now, draping his arm in a relaxing manner over the back. “Bahn.” He said. “Bahn Stormhoof.”

Jin chuckled and inhaled another puff from his pipe, exhaling it slowly as his silver eyes turned down to look into it. “Well Bahn.” He looked up again, a flicker in his eye made the tauren's flesh suddenly itch just above his pectoral, he absently scratched it. The strange smell from the pipe was filling the room, the rain had changed to a sharper smell, maybe cinnamon. He ignored the change subtly as Jin continued. “You look like you have a strong back, perhaps during your stay you would like to help me with my farm. When did the smith say he'd have the wheel repaired?”

“He said three weeks.” The tauren said in spite. “I know many Shu'halo blacksmiths who could repair it in half the time.”

“But the Pandaren do not have such the strength as your kind.” Jin explained. “Surely you cannot expect us to be able to pick a wagon up by the hitch and fix a flattened tire in a day, can you?”

“It doesn't matter!” Bahn shouted suddenly, striking his fist on the table, but the bear did not lose his focus, nor his eye contact with the bull. “It should not have been such a hassle!” He sighed and rubbed his hand across his face. The way he was breathing in the smoke from Jin's pipe, he was surprised he was not having any more difficulty breathing.

“Are you alright?”

“Yes. I am fine.” Bahn said with another sigh. “I'm just tired.”

“It has been a long day.” Jin said, patting the tauren's hand who looked at the bear and pulled it back. Jin simply sat back in his chair, his teeth clicking closed on the pipe as the massive bull slid from his chair and stepped away. As Bahn's tail slipped up the stairs behind him, Jin groaned and his posture flattened somewhat. “Damn it Jin, you are going to have to be more patient with this one. His stubbornness is not going to be easy to slip through.”

*****

“Say, Bahn.” Jin'po said casually as he approached the bull who was almost completely submerged in the icy cool waters of the trough. Jin couldn't resist a passing glance of the meat floating a bit halfway down the tub as the bull sat up. “You know what would make an excellent change from ale and water? Perhaps a bit of milk could help.”

“Hmm. Yes that sounds good.” The tauren said, his body swishing the water as he leaned back again. “Tomorrow when I am at the market, I will see who would be willing to sell us a couple of gallons.”

“And waste all that money?” A half-laugh escaped Jin's lips in a puff. “We have our very own milking factory right here.” His fingertips slid along the tauren's neck line, barely raising the bristly mess of fur that cascaded across his shoulders.

“What are you talking about? I'm male, I can't produce milk.”

“Oh, don't be so sure about that.” Jin mused with a snicker. He leaned down and looked into the tauren's eyes.

It wasn't like before, like his earlier subjects who immediately had the glaze in their eyes. No, over the years, Jin's techniques had gotten more subtle. Whereas before, anyone he's chosen usually felt a haze, like they had been dreaming, but with this technique, Jin could make Bahn feel completely natural at his suggestions. As though he's always done this. There was a hint of resistance to the idea, he felt Bahn's mind narrow a bit. Thinking quickly he placed his finger into the water and generated a small orb of light. "Bahn..." He said softly. "Listen to my words, tell me if you can understand me."

"I--yes... I understand." Bahn responded automatically as he gazed into the blue light that hovered inches above his torso.

"You are a cow, surely you must produce milk." Jin said. "You agree with me, do you not?"

"I..." The resistance pushed up again and he shook his head. "What are you talking about Jin'po? Male tauren do not produce milk."

"But you have such a fine udder." Jin said, his fingers grazing the fuzzy balls under the water, making the Tauren's eyes radiate softly, they had begun reflecting the blue color of Jin's magic for the past week now, soon it could be a permanent change from the amber eyes he'd met some weeks ago. "Surely it must produce a sweet milk."

"Jin'po? What are you talking about?"

The sound of Bahn's voice had pushed through the haze, Jin'po's ball of light faded and he looked up into the Tauren's eyes which had regained their lucidity. "Erm... ahh--" Jin's voice trailed off somewhat but they returned in force. "I was just asking what I could do to help you relax?"

Bahn raised an eyebrow, Jin was unsure if he would buy this excuse but it was all he had to work with. He shrugged. "No, I'll be alright. But the fields are still a mess, we must work to regain the lost ground from today."

Jin'po hoped that the tauren did not see the sudden sigh of relief he'd made, but he needed to find a way to improve his spell, to eliminate all hesitation from Bahn's mind that though he was male he could produce a sweet nectar... it was all he needed--no, all he's desired since the moment he'd laid eyes on him...

*****

"What?" Bahn snapped at Jin'po's grinning face as he'd looked over the bed roll the tauren had slept on the night before. Jin had waited until the tauren tried to move, only to be overwhelmed with loud cracks and pops from his shoulders and back before he said anything:

"Sleep well?"

Bahn turned a scathing eye at the pandaren, which faded somewhat and changed into a yawn. "Yes. I've only slept that well once in my life, and it was a dream in which I was set upon a pyre and burned following my death." He paused a moment, pondering before continuing his conversation. "What is it you are doing here anyway? I would have thought you'd gone home by now. Do you not have a wife or children to annoy?"

Jin'po smiled softly again. "Alas, I have no family to call my own. I've never been much for having a wife or... even children for that matter. Guess you can call me a fuzzy old bachelor. How about you? Have you any mates?"

Bahn shrugged. "I've not had time to settle down." He said. "My life is somewhat more nomadic than even my kind is used to. I'm hardly ever in the same place long."

"Well then, it is fortunate you've become stuck where you are!"

"Is it?"

Jin'po nodded. "I have the perfect place for you to stay, you do not have to pay a night's rent, but I would ask that you help me out a bit with the chores on my farm."

"Mmhmm..." Bahn said, pulling a shirt over his large pectorals and dragging it down along his stomach, it took all of Jin's willpower to resist staring. "I suggest looking to someone else to do your dirty work." He said softly as he started down the stairs toward the main bar. Jin'po's fingers ran along his chin, he would need to come up with some better way to convince Bahn the error of his ways. He got up and immediately trailed the bull downstairs until they stepped out onto the open floor.

"But I really could use your help! My farm is very large and practically hidden from the main road. I hardly get anyone to help me when I need it and it's far behind on its maintain--"

Bahn's eyes narrowed as his face pressed against the rancher's own head. "Not. Interested."

"Oh please." Jin frowned. "I could pay you..."

"Pay someone else. I'll take my chances with a walk back to the Jade Forest."

Jin ran his hand through his hair and replaced his hat before jogging after him, he wasn't sure why but he knew this had to be the one. Running from the inn he threw his hand out and saw a brilliant blue bubble shoot from his fingers as he shouted "Wait!" Immediately, the tauren halted his retreat and stopped as Jin ran to catch up to him. "Thank you, I did not expect you to--stop..." He paused and looked at the blue orb that shined brightly in front of Bahn's face. His jaw dropped as he realized what this was; he'd only seen it used once before by his grandfather who used this power to stop a group of outlaws from destroying a village. This blue bubble was a sign of his real power of suggestion, and if he could summon one, he should be able to summon more... to bend this bull to his knees and let him taste of his fat bull cock...

The concepts made the sides of Jin's mouth water a bit, but he quickly regained his composure and brought out his pipe, what started could only be helped by a little of his special smoke after all. He lit the pipe and gave it a few puffs, allowing the smoke to waft around the tauren as Jin inspected the area, it was mostly cleared and those who were around didn't look at him twice, he just had to keep a casual conversation.

Bahn's eyelids felt heavy, but he didn't think he could close them. The thoughts he had moments ago were buzzing somewhere at the back of his mind. He felt calmer than he had before, the tension in his fists had relaxed as he felt them unfurled down at his sides. "Bahn, can you understand me?" The voice echoed through his mind, which was followed by the burning sensation of consciousness which made him wince a bit.

"Yes. Yes. I hear you." He growled, placing a palm on his forehead before looking down at the bear standing before him. He tried to firm his heart and snort angrily at Jin for following him still, but something in the back of his mind seemed to push that feeling away. "What's wrong?"

"I was asking if you were alright." Jin answered, lifting his pipe from his lips. "You were storming this way and you just... sort of stopped, didn't you?"

"I-I did?" Bahn hummed aloud and rubbed the back of his head. "And what were we talking about?"

Jin'po's lips broadened in a smile as he returned the pipe to the side of his jaw, a slow mist of smoke pouring from his nostrils. "We were just discussing your idea of helping me out a few weeks at my farm."

*****

And that's how it was; observing Bahn in that bath was the bitter icing on the cake, because he still didn't allow him anywhere near that glorious member of his, Jin knew he had to convince the tauren that he produced milk, and that he needed to drink it, but if he wasn't careful, the spell would break completely and he'd be back at square one. He watched in disdain as Bahn cinched his pants up again and slapped his shirt over his shoulder before turning back to him.

"Jin'po. Why is it you think you can milk me like a female?" He asked. "I don't... remember being able to do it in the past."

"Oh-ho-ho... I'm sure you'd remember something like that." Jin chuckled. "I'm sure a bull of your--ahem... ample size could produce a few quarts in one go."

There was a flash of blue in the tauren's eyes, then a subtle blush hidden under that dark brown fur of his. "Say... Jin'po." He said, his eyes looking tired all of a sudden. "You look... different to me all of a sudden, have your eyes changed?"

Jin's eyebrows raised a bit. "Not that I know of, why? What do they look like?"

There was a soft, almost vacant smile in Bahn's face as a finger stroked the bear's cheek briefly. "Not sure..." He slurred a bit. "They look green."

"Hmm." Jin chuckled a bit and lifted the brim of his hat with his index finger, a flicker of blue light illuminated under his palm and he released it. The orb ascended again in front of Bahn's eyes and it flashed, attracting his attention immediately. He gasped and felt himself drawn into the color. His arms fell to his sides and his shirt slid from his shoulder, landing with a flop onto the ground. A cool chill crawled up Jin's back and he grinned wider, the pipe tipping nearly completely from his lips as a radiant energy filled him as well. "Let's be off." He said.

The journey from the farm wasn't much, the pair traveled along the worn dirt path that led down into the hills half a mile south of the ranch. Jin looked around and rubbed his chin. "This I think is far enough, you can stop now--" He paused and noticed that a second blue orb had appeared beside the first and both had been dancing in front of the tauren's face. The glow reflecting brightly off his eyes, they were absent of a specific sign of life as he watched the orbs swing back and forth before him. "Hmm... how interesting." He mused.

Bahn let out a low sigh as he flicked his hand out, and a totem appeared buried in the ground and he practically collapsed onto the ground next to it and laid back on his back, looking up into the sky. The bulbs of light swirled over his head, as he stared up into the air. The bulge of his cock pressing against his pants sent a shiver of lust across Jin's body. He cleared his throat and approach, removing his hat and hanging it from the wing-like extension off the totem he sighed and seated himself next to the bull, unfastening his shirt and slipping it off as he scooted close to him.

"I... feel..." Bahn's voice said softly as he sat up. "I feel... like milking..." He said with an awkward chuckle. He looked at Jin. "It--it doesn't feel natural to say it... I don't... don't know what to--" His voice faded off as the orbs danced before his eyes again.

"Mmm..." Jin said as he reached forward and wrapped his fingers around the waistband of the bull's trousers. He looked up into his eyes, but Bahn was still watching the orbs in front of him. "You like this, don't you?" Jin resisted the urge to drool on his lips as he brought back the fabric and tugged slightly. Bahn's hips automatically shifted to allow the trousers to slide down his muscled backside and legs, and the rancher was nearly slapped in the face as the bull's erect black cock bounced up into view, freed from its confines. "You want to be milked, you desire to quench my thirst. Don't you, Bahn?"

"I... want to quench your thirst." Bahn's eyes didn't move from staring into the light in front of them. "Please... milk me, make me yours..."

By the time the bull said this, Jin had already pulled Bahn's trousers off his ankles and had unfastened his own, but he didn't want to wait. He gripped the large orbs and dragged his tongue lustily along him, feeling a cold taste of lust filling his mouth as he felt the bull shudder in response to the touch. His musky scent flooding Jin's senses, the pandaren began to wonder exactly who--or what was in control at the moment. But he didn't care, he could hear the tauren growl in response to the wet slip of tongue sliding along his flesh.

There was a flicker of blue light as Jin approached the cock head, lapping up a thick draining bead of precum which almost bubbled at the touch, the cum dribbling over his muzzle, making the fur of it messy as he wrapped his lips around the tip.

"Ahh-hahhh..." Bahn let out a groan as his hand grabbed Jin at the back of his head. "Ma-master..." He whispered. The blue light surrounding Jin shot from his eyes and a third ball of energy joined the other two making the tauren gasp softly and lean back some, still remaining upright as he unconsciously motioned Jin into his shaft. The desire to be milked, the want to feed his master overwhelming his already vacant thought process. He generally began to stroke Jin's back as the bear kissed the tip of the bull's cock, slipping his mouth over the tip he squeezed the shaft and brought his mouth down further and back up again, making Bahn hiss out the sides of his mouth as he did so, slowly tasting every inch of the flesh as he did so.

Jin had slipped his trousers down past his butt and felt the bull's hand slide down to it and back up again. He hadn't commanded the tauren to caress him like this, but he didn't mind. As his legs slipped out of the trousers he began to stroke his needing cock as well, rubbing the tip along the bull balls as he did so. He moaned softly as he worked both on Bahn's cock, stroking himself, he could feel himself getting close to his climax already, but he didn't want to be the first one to reach his orgasm. He felt Bahn shiver he heard the deep moan from the bull's throat. "I want to drink your milk, Bahn..." He whispered, watching the orbs flicker in response to his commands. "Let me taste you."

That seemed to speed up the process, the obedient tauren groaned softly and grunted, causing a splash of cum to drip down his cheek. Wrapping his claw around the thick shaft, Jin let his tongue slip down into the slit of his tip. He couldn't hold it back any longer; the taste, the feeling that suddenly shot through him made him fire his load suddenly. "NNngh!" He grunted, feeling himself ejaculate across the bull's balls and distant thigh. He hissed and let a blast of hot air roll over the flesh as he felt the flesh pulse. Bahn groaned and his fingers gripped the ground underneath him and suddenly a forceful burst of cum fired into Jin's mouth. The jet shot straight in, Bahn's wayward hand pressed against Jin's head, looking straight into the lights of the orbs over his head as he felt his milk flood Jin's mouth and pour heavily out over his shaft, dripping down his orbs and meshing with the smell of the pandaren's own seed layered across his balls. Jin struggled to keep up with the ejaculation, tasting and taking in as much seed as he could, but feeling overwhelmed at the same time.

After several minutes, the orgasms slowly began to subside, and Jin watched as the glowing orbs slowly faded from sight. Sleepily, Bahn's eyes grew heavy and he suddenly fell backwards, asleep on the hill as he left Jin sitting covered in the bull's own mess. He grinned as he watched the tauren rest, his large chest expanding, and contracting slowly. Soon he realized though that he was going to have a lot of explaining to do if Bahn or any passers by caught them together.

Suddenly, there was a crackle of thunder heard from overhead, making Jin look up to see that dark clouds had covered the sky; only moments later a massive downpour of rain cascaded from them. Suddenly soaking the bear and bull under its torrent. For several minutes, Jin'po let himself be bathed in the rain, and he grabbed his pants and shirt, pulling them on. The rain was washing away all evidence of their play, but the stick of cum hung on his breath. He grabbed Bahn by the shoulder and shook him.

"Bahn! Bahn! Wake up! It's raining!"

Bahn's eyes cracked open, they'd returned to their normal coloration, but he winced at the feeling of cold rain pouring down over his eyes. "Ahh! Wait! What's going on?" He asked. "Why am I naked out here!?" He roared indignantly.

"I'm not sure, but we need to get indoors before we catch our deaths."

"Jin'po, please explain this to me!" Bahn shouted after the bear as he grabbed his trousers and his shirt. Jin grabbed his hat and ran off toward the farm. "Jin'po!" He roared even louder, only to be cut off by a brilliant flash of lightning.