Jeff was almost enjoying the licking of this Minotaur's sheath but from down deep came those well learn morals. Those morals taught by parents and church that right then didn't seem to be proper.
A cow and true animal was Jeff, he felt it and knew it as everything about him reminded him of this fact.
The sexual attentions to the Minotaur and his pleasuring the sexual parts to which jeff was now owner. His feeling were more those of instinctive learned patterns known by bovines and in his case cows.
His present choice of lover was this monster man and bull. Yet to Jeff it seemed silly to keep his sexual pleasures for just the one and only. His was a new wild drive for pleasure and one big long cock was the same as another. The only real differance now was how these male bovine could offer better and richer sensual delights.
Even as he licked the semen from the Minotaur's sheath Jeff was finding a sort of odd graditude welling up inside herself for being changed to this Charolais cow form.