April stood out the east door of school at just three o'clock. I snuck out to stand by the bushes, hunched down I thought I was ready for anything.
Frank came out the doors and stood up close to April planting a long kiss on her lips. His hands reached up to take hold of her shoulders pressing her closer yet. Then he made his move as a hand slipped down to touch and carress her now large tits.
"Just like the School's mascott, Frank wishes to be the bull of men! I wish for you Frank to be one of the men made a bull!" said April as Frank seemed to become rigid and stood a step back.
Frank's eye glazed over and growing wider that wide a look of fear or terror came over his face.
I was hunched down as the sight of Frank's changing face made me scared. His nose expanded, eyes rounded, ears poked out long, pointed, and growing. Our School mascott was a roaring bellowing bull! Frank, the poor guy began changing, growing, and looking more and more bovine every second.