This story contains anthropomorphic/furry characters. One character (sheep) is a trans male. Feminine terms are used for his genitals and breeding is discussed heavily in this story.
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Barley recovered from what had just happened slowly. It took him time to get to his feet, even longer to figure out how to get back to the tribes. He readjusted his loincloth, but nothing could hide the cum pouring out of his hole. He sighed. He had been hoping this year he could avoid the attention of the bigger rams but that seemed impossible with the state that wolf left him in.
When he returned, he tried to slip between some ewes and hide, but his horns gave him away too easily now. Immediately a ram caught his arm and pulled him into the center of the crowd.
It was Timber, who boasted the second biggest pair of horns among the three tribes. He was free of his loincloth, which meant he'd already won some ewes. He shook his head and lowered it in challenge.
Barley's eyes widened and he pinned his ears back. Not accepting the challenge would be an automatic defeat for him, but he couldn't fight like this. He was doomed either way, it seemed. No matter what, rams wanted only one thing when challenging Barley: breeding rights. They mostly mated with him to humiliate him, but he did his best to take every pregnancy in stride.