"MooooMoooo! MOOOOOOOOOO!" moaned Ched as his bovine features rapidly returned. His hands and feet were hooves. His cock and balls had been replaced by a swollen udder, and wet patch between his legs and under his long swishing tail was his-er, her- labia.
"Yes!" exclaimed Spencer. He dashed over and grabbed a turkey baster. He filled it with cum from one of Ched's buckets, and shoved it into Ched's cowhood.
"MOOOOO!"
"Gotta make you pregnant, Chad. It should stabilize your hormones, and keep you a cow through at least the County Fair," then he paused at the low whimpering sound come from the cow, "Oh, Ched, I didn't know you were a virgin. Hope it was as good for you as it was for me. Heh, heh, just realized you're going to be both a father and a mother!"
"Moo?"
Spencer replaced the bucket which now contained a mixture of cum and milk with an empty one.
"Yo, Spence, you're here early," said Bruno. Neither Spencer nor Chad had heard the swimmer enter over the sound of the milking machine and clanging cowbell.
"Huh, oh, Bruno, didn't hear you come in," said Spencer nervously.
"Yeah, my baby chicks need lots of attention," Bruno said stripping out of his sweats and down to his Speedo.
"Uh, you're teaching them to swim?" Spencer asked staring at the near naked swimmer. Chad just mooed, it was Bruno, he usually walked around only wearing the Speedo if he could get away with it. In Ms. Hanratty's class, he wore the sweats over the Speedo, because while the dress code specified that a student could wear any team uniform or acceptable shirt, pants and shoes, the Speedo was only part of the swim team uniform, and if Bruno wanted to wear the team uniform, he had to wear the whole uniform. Most teachers didn't call him on it, but he always carrier the sweat shirt and sweat pants in his backpack just in case.
"Practical reasons. Do you know how hot it is in the incubator? I have to go in there to weigh, measure and tag my little chicks," Bruno replied.
"Isn't it like 80 or 90 degrees?"
"No, it's 100 F with a 55% humidity. Believe me its the humidity that makes me sweat. It's worse than the school sauna."
"Oh, almost forgot, Spence, I wanted to say that you and Chad make a really cute couple, but I don't want you making burgers out of him, because I want him on my swim team," Bruno said checking his tablet, as he got ready to enter the incubator.
"Wait! What are you talking about?"
"Dude, I'm in here 4 times a day checking on my chicks, do you think I didn't know what you were doing? I hacked your computer weeks ago," Bruno said.
"Wait, what! You hacked my computer?"
"Oh, yeah. I fixed your formula, so that Chad is a cow part of the time and a guy part of the time. I mean, cows are lousy swimmers, so I need him human to swim our team to victory. And like I said you two make a cute couple. You may be thinking a little slowly because the formula I made up for you is kicking in about now. You won't become all cow like Chad, just where it counts."
Spencer moaned. His cock and balls were being crushed. He ripped open his pants and lowered them and his underwear and gasped. His cock and balls were growing huge. He had the equipment of a bull hanging between his thighs.
"Now I'm going to service my chicks, while you service Chad. I'm sure the calves will be adorable."
"Moo?" said Chad.
Spencer bellowed. The scent of Chad's wet pussy was driving him made. He'd deal with Bruno later. Right now, he couldn't help himself.
"MOOOOOOO!" bellowed Chad as Spencer mounted him.