John felt intrigued by having become a bull animal, though the general lifestyle of doing what a bull does, had him thinking less of the sheer sensuality of it. We stood and watched his friend Jared, he having lived as is a bull his form for a good while longer, knew how to use his bovine style instincts to corral a cow and then to taunt her sexually as to submit to being mated.
John had mated several cows already, but from seeing the vigor Jared had for liking sex with cows, the thought of living a week being and doing as would a bull, tended to fret John. "Jared," John called to his friend using their form of mental telepathic communicating.
"Huh, huh, ah, huh, what do, ah huh, you want..., huh, ah..., ah..., wait until I drop off from this heifer. OK, so what do you wish to ask of me," Jared replying to his friend John thought then, he shivering as his bullish cock shrank back up as inside his bellied sheath. "Wow, was she hot and invigorating, young cows are like teenage girls, all keen on gaining their fullest feelings from having sex!"
"Jared, don't you feel dirty, I mean as after having had sex with... a cow, you need to clean your cock!" John thinking his worries to his friend Jared.
"Nature takes care of such by having wanton cows coming to urge me to mate, they like to like my sheath and arousing out my cock, their tongues do just what we would if you and I were human and practicing good hygiene." Jared replied.
"That belt buckle, it has in it a mind of its own and I think it is a devil by how I so suddenly became changed to be a bull?" John thought as pondered.
"Who cares what it is or has governing what it does, as we, you and I are bulls now, horny, happy bulls surrounded by a pasture filled with equally horny cows." Jared replying transferred his thoughts to a listening friend, John.
"Bulls yes, I cannot deny I am as like you, we are bulls. Yet I am bothered by what I am, my being a bull, as now an animal, our lives, lifetime is limited to how we grow, maturing, as become of such a size my dad will sell us to a meat packer. Most of our bulls never reach the age of ten years before they go to slaughter, you do recall what the word slaughter means to us who are as bulls?" John asking of Jared, tried to inflict his concerns upon his horny excited friend.
"Whatever happens is what happens, we are bulls, and now branded, we shall remain as bulls, come now, and forget your worries, it is time to enjoy our being as is bulls!" Jared said as he chided John about what was beyond their ability to control.
"Magic buckle, magic buckle hear me," John thinking, he calling to ask of it a question.
As suddenly, he heard real words said, "Yes my ex-master I hear you calling me, what do you wish to understand now?" The voice of the devil spirit residing in the belt buckle so replied.
"I am worried about me being a bull who was, is as branded to being property of my father's farm. You changed me to become and experience what it is to be as a Bull animal for one week, as that has not changed because of my being branded, correct?" John thinking his worry communicated with the magic buckle.
"Matters what you wish now that you accepted being branded, as branded like an animal while being a animal, if you continue acting as, and as doing like a bull does, your change becomes then quite properly permanent. Restrain from living fully your lifestyle as would a bull, and your return to being a branded human begins again on Saturday next." The buckle so replied.
John knew then if he did as Jared said, he, John would remain permanently being a Bull animal.
John wanted to be again a man, a human, a person of wealth and having many forms of pleasures other than brute sex with vile cows.