Sucking down a short but rich lunch your erection is staying stiff a lot longer than ever before. Your pleasure is increasing with every climax as if her milk in somehow granting you more vitality.
"THAT'S DRY NOW DEARY, TRY THIS ONE!" as the Hereford Minotauress' pokes into your mouth yet another black nippled teat.
Sucking has become an almost equal desire to the reason you got toss onto the bed a while back. Yet as you lay spralled out and swiming in male pleasures this Minotauress smiles with a evil seducing grin.
"YOUR ALMOST READY FOR BULL STYLE, UNLESS YOU WISH TO SUCK THIS FULL ONE DRY AND FEEL, FEEL, FEEL!" she taunts you to suckle yet the third teat.
"Teats are treats!" you mumble out as with the third teat inserted and the sucking brings on a very different flavor you smile an affectionate , loving way to your sweet lover.
Feeling great passion and wishing to stroke the face of this wonderwoman who has brought you so much joy, a hand reaches up to touch her face in a loving manner.
"Oh my GOD!" you exclaim as the sight of your appendage comes into view.
Instead of the four fingers and a thumb, now attached and part of you are cloven hooves and a dewclaw hoof as part of a bovine foreleg. You try to twist it a little for a better look while wishing that this is not really true.
It is true, this foreleg and hooves were your arm and hand, but what else has changed?
"YOU WOULD BE WISE TO GO FOR BROKE AND SUCKLE THE FOURTH NIPPLE TOO!" the Minotauress warns but you are filled with a personal terror.
Lifting your head up to peer down and over the chest you find it difficult to look that far with such a stiff neck. Now anxious your roll to one side as if those long and gone human elbows would boost you to see your lower parts.
Not so, as with rolling over your cock pops out the Minotaur sopping pussy and gives you something else to cry about. You are longer of torso, your neck too is heavy with solid muscles, and you see two forelegs that were your arms before.
Now the question is come to your agonized mind but try as you might the words do not form together. Lips feel thicker, uncoordinated, they open and close but work more as pinchers.
"MOOO!" roars out of your mouth as the bif red haired Minotaur bursts into the room.
"JUST LIKE SO MANY OTHERS THEY CAN'T RESIST SUCKING THEIR HUMANITY AWAY FOR THOSE WONDEROUS BOVINE PLEASURES! WORRY NOT MY GOOD YOUNG FRIEND, YOU ARE A FINE AND SOUND LOOKING BULL NOW AND SHALL REMAIN ONE!" tells the big Minotaur to you the scared and changed patron on the bed.
"MOOO!" You bellow out another call for help but with the sound your own brain is feeling more sensualness while have less any care for what you did become.
Rolling off the bed you stand for the first time on all fours. As the Minotauress did your boney tail swings and wips about with every thrill or anxious thought. A step or two and the shimmy feeling of your male bovine sheath jiggling below brings on a round of bull styled masturbation.
As a thick puddle of human and bovine semen collects on the floor the big red minotaur smiles.
"GOOD JOB, I SUSPECT THAT'S THE LAST TIME YOU WILL MASTURBATE! BULLS DON'T NEED TO MASTURBATE, THEY HAVE TOO MANY COWS WILLING FOR THEIR LOVING ATTENTIONS. YOU SUCKED THE THIRT TEAT AND WITH THAT YOU HAVE JOINED OUR NEWEST HERD OF BLACK ANGUS. I SHAL SEE TO IT THAT YOU ARE TRUCKED OUT TO THE FARM WE OWN AND THERE TAKE YOUR PLACE AS ONE OF A FINE HERD!" explains the Minotaur.
Your mind is fogging up and thoughts of home fade as wild monsterous passions of personal domination and lust build to overpower all human thinkings. A halter of promises now placed over your head the big red Minotaur leads you out the room, down a back hall, and out into the hot sun.
A new feeling, the hot rays of the sun above cook down on your jet black hairy hide. It's warmth at first makes those changed muscles relax but as time wares along you feel just plain hot.