Paco looked at Mitch is horror as the big bossy cow pinched the Amulet tight in her limited clovened' grasp. A shake of her head was if anything the sign to Paco of a human wish working in a bovined brain.
Mitch looked at Paco and somewhere in that weakened brain he gathered all his mental strengths. Thinking or speaking the Amulet listens to wishes in the same ways.
Soaked in Mitch's milk and waiting for the gavel to drop he wondered what the cow's thoughts were at that moment?
Ready to run for his life Paco began to raise up. He moved his right hand slowly as the left foot postioned for a quick boast of speed. Then as if a wave of the green flag to run Mitch let loose a roaring bellow of a Moo.
Paco jumped into full gear and was running over thw cobblestone barn's floor as he heard another groaning Moo from Mitch. A half twisting look back to the cursed man-cow was all the Amulet needed to place Paco as Mitch's mental wish did ask.
The Milking barn's door was there before Paco and he tried his best to grab the latch but his hooves kept slipping on the smooth metal. A panic look back at Mitch saw the cow walking closer making Paco scream.
"Naw, naw, scram cow, get away!" yelled Paco as his ears began to ring.
Louder and louder the buzzing ring filled his ears and he shook his head voilently. "No, no!" he grumbled as try after failed try to grasp the door latch was making thepanic even worse.
Then Paco spied the Amulet still clutched tight in Mitch's left cloven hoofs. It was burning in a bright white orange color and Paco knew it was working wonders per the wish of Mitch the milking cow.
"Noo, Mnoo, Mnooo?" screamed paco as his speach patterns were conforming to the Amulet's desired plan.
Shaking his head again several times the ringing slowed as other feelings took Paco's attention. Suddenly his belt popped open and pants slid down to puddle about nervous ankles. Paco being always ready for that special moment stood there commando with his equipment now looking with greater flares.
Scared to death's door Paco danced about trying to unlatch the barn door as if running away was going to stop the Amulets power. As if an animal in subconscience thoughts his maleness was out straight and rigid as hell. It waved about as he struggled with the door and wasn't even aware of the major changes till, Mitch stepped closer and gave an affectionate lick.
A wild feeling of bestial passion roared through Paco's scared mind. He turned to look at Mitch standing inches away and reaching a forehoof toward the big cow needed only to touch and seal the Amulet's plans.
A spark of orange white brillance jumped the touch jolting both cow and Paco. A wanted word tried to issue forth from Paco only to hear his first of many to come as a lowing Moo rolled off his tongue.
Scared feelings passed off as if the Amulet's power was granting Paco a calming acceptence of becoming bovine. Straining his lips to move in human fashion Paco calmed then too and let his face sag into total bovine form.
A ripping sound of one stretched shirt parting from an expanding chest was ignored by Paco as his mind was being consumed with animal passions. Leaning on Mitch's shoulder Paco's grip began to slip and in almost slowmotion he fell forward onto stout bovine forelegs and cloven hooves.
A slow turn of his head in passive wonder as to or if he'd changed in the rear saw a complete bovine rump. The tail was slow to move but with a few worthy tries it swished over his bare butt.
In Paco's thoughts were still some fears of what was happening. His wonderment, strange feelings, the sounds, smells, and that nearness to Mitch was overpowering all rational thoughts.
Then the scent of milk, teats, and some inner drive to reach under Mitch and suckle. Grooping lips reached for swollen teats as Mitched jumped from Paco's rough touch. A satisfied Moo bubbled out of Paco the bull calf as he sucked in his first meal from Mama Mitch.