Breeding Bull: When Husbands Beg Me to Carry On Their Bloodline
“You have to do it, brother.”
Tim’s voice was low—almost pleading.
Kell froze, both hands still gripping the wooden handle of the scythe. At his feet, freshly cut barley lay scattered, releasing the thick, earthy scent of torn stalks into the warm air. Just moments ago, they had worked in silence—nothing but the steady rhythm of labor, the soft scrape of metal through grain, the distant lowing of cattle.
Now this.
Kell slowly turned his head.
Tim was staring at him with an expression Kell had never seen before. Not anger. Not shame. Something heavier. Like a man asking another to shoulder a burden that would crush him if he carried it alone.
“Brother,” Tim said again, firmer this time. “You have to.”
Kell’s mind stalled.
'Do what?'
His mouth moved before his thoughts could catch up.
“Bro… what the fu—”
Tim cut him off, words spilling out in a rush, as if once spoken they could never be taken back.
“Tonight. You need to be with her. Your sister-in-law.”
The world tilted.
Kell felt it—a sharp lurch in his stomach, as though the ground itself had shifted beneath his feet.
“…What?”
Tim didn’t look away. He didn’t laugh. He didn’t hesitate.
“I need you to spend the night with her, little brother.”
The scythe slipped from Kell’s fingers and struck the soil with a dull thud.
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Kell wakes up in another body—one that shares his name, but nothing else. Now Kell Feldren, he finds himself reborn as a young man of marriageable age in a nameless village near the Red Serpent Barony.
While adjusting to peasant life and helping the man who is now his elder brother, Kell is suddenly asked a question he never expected—and has absolutely no idea how to answer. In his past life, he was a lifelong virgin armed only with a master’s degree from Corn University, not experience in love, marriage, or rural customs.
Things only get stranger from there.
Through a twist of fate, misunderstanding, and village logic that makes no sense to him, Kell ends up associated with a breeding bull—not metaphorically, but literally. Wherever he goes, people look at him with the same calculating eyes they reserve for prized livestock, as if he himself were part of the breeding stock.
Caught between modern sensibilities and a world with very different values, Kell must survive embarrassment, expectation, and absurdity in a life that refuses to treat him like a normal human being.
