Mary blinks her eyes, feeling hungover and groggy. She tries to remember what happened. She was turning into a bull, wasn't she? Mary tried to stand, but her body aches. The pain comes in waves, and she raises a hand to her head.
Wait, hand to head? Wasn't she on all fours? Mary looks down at her body in shock. She's not a bull. Not human either, but beggars can't be choosers. She's something in between her previous minotaur form, and a normal woman. Her breasts have returned, only much, much larger. She once again has her hoof-like hands, and she cups her breasts in them. She's got to be at least an H cup now. Her nipples don't look like nipples anymore. More like cow teats. They hung off her breasts, full and long.
Below Mary's hands ran over a thin pelt of fine hairs. Brown, with splotches of white here and there. She still had her bull cock and balls. Her legs maintained their digitigrade stance, and her feet were still hooves. Her head, however, lost its horns. But Mary could still see she had a cow snout, and washing her large tongue over it. She was also aware of the ropey tail on the floor beside her.
"Where am I?" she wondered, looking around. In a large open field, but there were no cows, nor any sign of her car. Mary struggled to her feet and began to wander. She called out, but no one responded. Mary was starting to think she was all alone, lost in the countryside when she saw a light over the hillside. She started to run towards it, ignoring how it felt with her large breasts, penis and balls slapping against her body. Out of breath, she bent over to catch her breath before looking up to see the source of the light...