Bodacious Bull Weight Novels & Stories

"He feels nothing but the cold pull of the witch." Torvald did not wait. With a loud, guttural roar, his body shifted back into the massive white beast. He did not jump; he charged, his six foot four frame turning into six hundred pounds of bone-colored muscle that hit Silas's defensive line like a falling cliff. The impact was a brutal, bone-snapping crash.

Dispersed on the emerald green grass are unadulterated dark creatures that are really. "Gigantic," I finish up my thinking without holding back, gazing into the ocean of totally monster bulls. Horns project from their heads like honed lances, their polished fur stainless. At long last, their eyes are a similar variety as the grass, green as anyone might imagine. "They surely are, aren't they?" Oliver mumbles, watching my total interest with delight. "I consider them a phenomenal crossbreed between a bison and a bull. Gracious, and a twinge of werewolf."

"Oh, no." "Oh, yes. Now—pig or cow? Choose wisely." He huffs a sigh, sliding on his gloves and mumbling curses under his breath. "At least let me have the other cow." "You want Daisy?" "Of course. Look at mine. She's a beast." It's true. His cow, Bessie, is a beast. A fifteen-hundred pound, black- and-white spotted Holstein. Daisy can't compete, seeming half her size. But what Damien doesn't know is Bessie is much older, gentler, and more experienced when it comes to being milked.

Bella. “Next we have Isabella,” the auctioneer announced with lecherous smile. “She turned eighteen two weeks ago. Height: 5’7 with a sweet weight of just 58kg. Her boobs are 32 inches, her waist is 22 inches, and her hips are a generous 39 inches.” He rambled off without glancing at the paper containing my details.

Feeling a little wetness on his arm, he glanced down with a frown. The Minotaur left a wound. If he had reacted any slower, he would really have had to bear the blow. "Damn, that's crazy speed!" He glanced back quickly, seeing a monster standing upright at almost 10 feet tall. It really lived up to its name—it was a bull standing upright, horrifically tall. Even its breath seemed to contain terrible power. There was another loud moo when the Minotaur saw that its attack had missed, merely scratching the surface. It seemed terribly dissatisfied, and it roared again.

The dogs raced alongside her. Just as they reached the road, a deafening boom exploded behind them. The spot where Hayley had been standing seconds ago was obliterated. From the wreckage, a monstrous figure emerged—a humanoid creature easily weighing close to 800 pounds. It dropped to all fours, snarling as it lunged at the empty space Hayley had just vacated. When it missed, it lifted its head from the folds of its own sagging flesh. Its tiny head was way out of proportion with the rest of its body.

TALEN was pushed from behind, bringing him down and breaking a very large and heavy table his father built many years ago. TALEN roared and got back on his feet, shaking off the wood clinging to his fur. He climbed over the nearest guy, clawing and biting at the kid’s claws. Unlike TALEN’s paws, over a foot wide with claws five inches long, the kid had small claws. That meant he had to work twice as hard to hurt TALEN. TALEN was bigger than all three combined. His bear stood at almost eight feet tall and weighed in at almost 2,500 pounds. He pushed the younger bear with the weight of his body and knocked him against the wall.

When I do, I gasp at what stands before me. It’s the beast that was in the book; he’s out, and he looks scarier than the version of him that was in that book. This creature has the head of a bull with large curved horns, glowing reddish eyes, and a fierce. Almost a snarling expression. Its body is extremely muscular and human-like, with exaggerated strength, broad shoulders, defined abs and thick arms and legs. The creature’s skin is rough and slightly furred, blending into darker hair around its head and upper body.

"It was bad." When we got closer, I could see it clearly. A bull, probably one of the ones from the pack's livestock. Black and white hide, maybe eight hundred pounds. It lay on its side, legs stiff, eyes wide open.

The angry roars of the Demonic Beasts echoed throughout the forest. These painful roars were powerful and full of endless anger! The huge trees around were shaking wildly... He saw it! ... A Brute Bull, which was 30 feet tall, endured the soaring light beam. Its huge body was pushed back dozens of meters uncontrollably. At the same time! He could vaguely see wounds on his fleshy body. Red blood flowed out from it, drop by drop, and fell to the ground! It was obvious! That strike just now left it seriously injured, moreover completely angering it!