Squish!!! "AAAAHHHH!" You scream as one of your balls emplodes under Bessie's weight.
"Whopsie!" Bessie says. "Oh well at least you still have the other one!"
Right as she says this you hear another loud squish as extreme pain shoots through your entire body.
"Uh-oh, looks like I spoke too soon!" Bessie says as she laughs evily. "Now what do I do with you?" Looking down you see fresh red blood and grayish clumps of testicular tissue being sucked through the tube.
Bessie explained chuckling evilly. "But don't worry...We still have a use for you."
"Oh?" You asked looking confused.
"Beef steers!" The minotaur guess's.
"Yes indeed." Bessie agree's holding up a big needle full of cloudy gratish liqiud. "One shot of this will steer you in the right direction." The normally sharp pain of the needle being thrust into your buttock's is a mute and faint pain. Darkness thankfully takes you then.
When you awake, the memory is still fresh in your mind. Hastily you look down, and see that indeed your your family jewels are gone. Bessie has totally removed your ruined orb's and even your sac is gone. You find yourself tingling all over and then remember Bessie's words...you are to be a beef steer! Your body begins growing larger and larger, becoming massively muscled and covered with short, almost coarse hairs. your legs are pushed apart as your thigh muscles became enourmously developed and your arms slowly swung out from your sides, pushed out by your increasingly barrel-like chest and gigantic biceps. You imaginged seeing your frame expand, becoming taller and taller, yet broader at the same time, and you felt as if you can sense your bones and musculature becoming both thicker and denser at the same time. It seemed as if you had easily tripled or quadrupled in weight, yet with a more powerful body, you almost felt light on your feet. Speaking of your feet, you sense your weight shifting forward onto your toes, which were being covered by thick dark cloven hooves. The arch of your foot lengthed and shifted upward, moving your legs into a posture more reminscent of a bull's hind legs. Yet there is still no massive ball sac dangling between them and you realize your massive bull body is just that of a steer! The thoughts of your human self are still clear in your squared boney head as the feelings of being bovine of form well up. Nutless and a steer but still filled with male bovine hormones the desire to get a hard on with this sensual time makes one feel ever more the beast.
Looking around one knows the obvious use of a steer. You going to be fed till your plump, driven to your destiny, and slaughtered for the center plate of some families' Sunday dinner. Lifting you black furry angus head you bellow.
"MOOOOOOOOO !"