And so spun the wheel of dis-fortune, it going round and round to stop at the essence of what Madame Illusia liked to see.
"Hey-hey, ah-huh will you look at this friends and non-friendlies, as the pointing wheel decided for Tyler her should own the sheath and cock like that of a bull!" Madame being excited she as much yelled her finding what the wheel suggested as a fate for Tyler.
Tyler stood there stunned, was horrified by the deciding wheel, he closing his eyes as did not wish to watch what would happen next.
"Oh look, Tyler is so thrilled by the thought of his gaining the full male genitals of a bovine bull, he has his eyes closed and is praying, giving thanks to higher powers.
Do tell now Tyler, was there in your past a fun fantasy of your becoming some type of animal?" Madame asked.
Tyler stood there deep in thought about his sensations and mesmerized by his balls being so huge and weighty, he feeling his penis becoming the sheathed cock similar that of a bull, something in him surfaced as he replying said to Madame, "Yes ma'am, I did so delight at watching our near neighbor's prize bull, Boris was his name. Boris was a herd sire there at that farm, he lived to ripe old age for being a bull, and sired thousands of calves. He was my teenage idol of a sexual delight, oh how I sat for hours watching him breed and dominate his herd of cows. Boris like his herd, they all were Angus breed cattle, some red but most like was Boris, he was a bluish black color of his so soft furry self."
Madame knew she had a hot male feeling the sexual agony from his gaining huge size testicles. She had a sucker there on stage and would, if she guided him properly, Tyler would ask of her to make of him as an Angus breed bull she could then sell at auction.