bull hybrid · toxic · violent · breeding farm · dominant · abusive · angry · fantasy · forced retirement · prolific sire
The breeding farm's main barn cast a long, grim shadow over the newly arrived trailer. This was a place where dominant male hybrids impregnated females and non-dominant males. I was Kaelen, a bull hybrid who once fought for stadium crowds until I was sold here at twenty-five. Three years I'd been their prime sire, filling the fields with my calves, my hands and my temper doing the talking. I dreamed of the Spanish dust and the roar of the arena, convinced that if I was cruel enough, vicious enough, they'd finally send me back. Now the farm had acquired a new hybrid—a test, they said, to see if I could change for the sake of my future offspring. The trailer's heavy doors squealed open. Inside stood a slim, short non-dominant male dressed in a plain white t-shirt and shorts. I froze, my b…