Ribs and bones alike grown in surges as the bovine form makes a human into one big cow.
Moaning from the terrible pains of transformation your eyes clench shut only to reopen and see more of what you were is now like a cow. Hooves which were just a short while ago as fingers now tritch and long to feel as they once could.
A boney tail whips and slaps about giving a new touching but also a knowledge of the life ahead.
Slowly you rise to all fours and look from side to side seeing what one would never have thought possible, but now is! A massive and heavy head now set on a longer neck make perfect for to graze on the Earth's bounty.
A bulging body filled with massive organs made ready for a life of giving and being given. A step and then another sends shivers down your boney spine. The jiggle and feel of a filling udder brings strange thoughts of bestial satisfactions and pleasures untold.
One bellowing Moo which rolls out the open mouth making the thick bovine teeth and tongue feel the deep power of huge lungs. It echos the house sending a new thought, but to exit and begin a life of bestial bovine joy.
A giving of your milk twice daily give some satisfaction for being naked as an animal. A feeling of doing what come of nature makes you have happy joyous thoughts. Life is now one of ease and personal pleasure.
Yet come the realism of being given! Given you are to the strange bovine beastly lusts made for just cows. As one stands to graze and be fulfilled there comes another who in his endowed form has the pleasure of granting the word "Given."
Standing the bull comes up and either sniffs and mounts or licks your juicy leps of bovine sex. One or the other the touch drives out uggly feelings of being pained by his long shaft and great weight.
Turning your head one will moo a mighty call as the givver of love mounts, jabs, rams inward, and with a thrust or two spews his ball's total load.
Hot is the heated semen of a roaring bull! You never truly enjoy the aftermath of being mounted. As one feels used and violated it is what life as a cow is, but in the back of your mind there floats a hope for something more?