Major the monster cock [NSFW]

So there was this guy, Bob, who loved keeping pets. One day he decides to get himself a few pet chickens. He went out and bought himself 20 female chickens and this huge rooster alpha male type hen. That cock was brilliant. Tall, lean, mean, fighting machine! Bob was so impressed by the cock that he named him ‘Major’ and made a special small house for him with air-conditioning for the summers and heating for the winters and carpets and cushions and whatnots! He even installed a small swinging door in Major’s bachelor pad, leading into the female hens’ area so that whenever the Major wants himself some Kentucky Vajajay he can just swing around and plants his seed while the hens were eating their seed..ha!
Bob thought, ‘This is awesome, the Major will get poonany and I will get these awesome home grown eggs for my breakfast every day’!
Anyway, a few weeks go by with the Major causing havoc in the female population every day and night…BUT…there are no eggs!! Bob was flabbergasted. He was livid! He was angry and then he was sad. ‘wtf!’ he thought! ‘My Major is sterile?!!’ This is unbelievable! This huge alpha mean fighting cock can’t be sterile!! I need to take him to some pet sex doctor or something!
Anyway, he finds this specialist vet and the doc reassures him saying ‘don’t worry, it is not that uncommon as you may think it is, here…take this bottle of pills and give the Major 1 pill every night before you go to sleep. Now remember, only 1 pill ok? Not more than that!’
So Bob starts feeding those pills to the Major every night diligently but even after a couple of weeks there are no eggs!! So one night Bob gets mighty drunk and force feeds the entire contents of the bottle to the Major and goes to sleep.
In the middle of the night he is rudely woken up by this god awful animalistic howl and then sounds of carnage and slaughter of hens being done with extreme prejudice. He rushes out to the hen house and there it is, all the hens are dead and dusted, blood everywhere, death by sodomy! There is a cock sized hole (glory hole?!) in one of the walls of the hen house and the Major is gone!!
Now Bob is besides himself by now and just wants to find his Major and bring him home. He starts running in the general direction of where he thinks the Major went and comes across the neighbor’s mean bob-cat. Dead with a stupid grin on its face! Assholes and elbows all over the place!
He curses the day he decided to feed Major all the pills (which was yesterday btw) and carries on searching for any signs of Major. He comes across a dead dog. Yep. Anally and actually dead. The Major had turned into this awesome lean mean fucking machine now and it was destroying any anus that came in its way with the ruthlessness that legends are made of! He was the Anus Annihilator which knew no distinctions as far as ‘Anii’ go. No race, no color, no breed and apparently no animal groups either. If the Major would ever fill out an application for a job, after writing his name in the name section, when it came to the part where it says ‘Sex’ Male…Female, please tick one….The Major would have written ‘I damn care’!
Anyway, Bob is crying like a child now and has come far from where he used to live in trying to find his Major. He comes across a forest and every animal he comes across has been butt-fucked till its eyes had popped and then cast aside like the dead animals they were. Deers, Pigs, Girrafes, Lions, you name it. All dead!
The Major was like this Behemoth Butt Banger who lived only to please himself! He was the Juggernaut of Jizz! A Monster Cock with THE Monster Cock! A Gargantuan of….well you get the idea!
Its day time now and Bob comes across this large field and in the middle of the field he spots his Major, spent, lying down, dead. And he has this huge appendage larger than him also flaccid like its master now. The legend was no more. The place had gone eerily silent. Even the wind had died down. There were vultures circling overhead sensing a free lunch. Bob just broke down like a child and knelt by the dead Major and started crying. Keening, howling and beating himself on the head and chest and loudly cursing himself for being the reason the Major was dead.
It was right then that the Major without moving a muscle, raised just one silent eyelid, looked at Bob and quietly whispered, ‘Shut the fuck up Bob…. let the birds come down’!!