He nods toward the minotaur, and asks, "Who do you think is in the stall next to you?"
Gulp. You turn your head and look. Could that beast be the coach?
Richie laughs. "Yeah, that's coach Smith, big guy!" You look back at the minotaur bull being milked and remember coaches muscular body, his hairy chest, his bearded face and get turned on. You don't know why, you're not gay but remembering coach as he was and seeing what he's become has made you horny.
Coach Smith grunts as his machine is turned off. You look over and realize Richie has flipped the swich off.
"You need a little help my friend and coach here's gonna give you that help. That's what a coach is for, right? Showing a young man how to perform at his best." Richie laughs cruelly, "He's gonna help you become more like he is by givin' you a little cream rich milk. See, coach wasn't into guys before his change, of course, I think you're gonna be into guys shortly after coach fills you up with his milk." Richie says evilly.
He takes the rope attached to Coach Smith's nose ring and leads him over to you.
"Enjoy Big Guy and you too Coach!" Richie says and leaves the room.
You hear snuffling and then feel a lick at your rear end. You tremble and cry, pleading with the coach to not do what he's wanting to do.
"Awww, now son, it ain't gonna be that bad." Coach rumbles in his deep voice, his watermelon sized balls have shrunk back down to grapefruit size again and you can feel them gently rubbing against your hairy ass as the bull cock rubs in your butt crack. "Once the change starts, you'll enjoy it. When I give you my milk, you'll get your horns and your own bull milk production will increase because that prostate gland will grow to the size of a cantelope. Regular fucking keeps it in shape."
With that Coach forces himself into you and you feel a male inside of you for the first time. You cry out at the burning pain and coach shushes you and tries to soothe you as the big minotaur begins thrusting into your tight hole.
"There will be endless nights of passion just like this." The minotaur gruts as he humps you. "Really not so bad, son, I promise."
You feel violated, but at the same time, you are beginning to enjoy the feel of the brawny male above you... and you're getting feelings for the coach, passionate feelings. You drink in his musk with your changing nose and grunt in a deeper voice than you had just minutes ago. You look down at your arms, they're growing beefier and hairier, your chest is growing muscular and you feel a tail begining to grow from the end of your spine and you shoot a big load into the milking machine because of the erotic changes happening to you. As the bull above you bellows his orgasm out you bellow with him, but coach Smith isn't finshed fucking you yet.
"See... I told ya buddy... *Grunt* *Snort* It ain't that bad, is it?" the bull minotaur asks. "I'm just gettin' started son so relax and enjoy it as much as you can."
"Ooooooohh, god! Coach, that feels soooo.... good! Do it again!" you say huskily as the bull fucking begins again.