You return to your regular Sunday tomfoolerie' and lose track of time till the phone rings about seven.
Andria is crying in the background as Tim struggles to tell you that Hank is slipping into a coma. The drugs suggested by Doctor Thule did the opposite of what they should.
You turn to your computer and again send an urgent marked dispatch to Doctor Thule and telling of Hank's condition. Your empassioned request for aid is noted as the reply comes quickly.
"Dear Sir,
I am happy to report your request for becoming a long term contributor in the D.N.A. field of scientific advancement has concluded with being accepted. As mentioned previously a first class plane ticket will be forwarded and accomidatations arranged here for your coming.
As per your request for additional information of Hank, Henry Wells and his degraded condition we are forwarding an anti-enhancing formula which should aid in his ultimate recovery. The likelyhood of complications from as due from infection from a Hippopotamus so physically enhanced by our Lab is possible. If the child should show signs of emmense weight gain we suggest he be sent here for treatment. In this case the parents too would be expected to follow and upon arrival should have their needs tended to much as we shall tend to you.
Sincerely,
Thule Laboratories"
The thought of little young Hank being so infected and if all went way wrong he and his two parents ending up as zoo specimens for the Doctor's big thrill. Then again you are now expected there and what would this insane doctor have in store for you?
Two days pass and the Hospital injected hank with the new serum. It was Tim who called you asking for the address where to send Hank. You ask the obvious question as if the child was getting worse?
Worse is a word and a half word as some might say, Hank's skin was puffing thicker looking like the hide of a young Hippo. His body temprature was elevated to almost 104.2*F His heart rate had slowed to only fifty beats per minute while all his teeth were falling out.
Somehow you rather expected the dear Doctor would leave no sign of his experiments alive or in human form if just to cover hs tracks. You too, another donar to science would be somehow cohurst into accepting the plane trip and never coming back!
The Wells family left for Montana on Monday as you think at home about what may be to come. The thought of returning and trying to converse with Justin seems a right and true thing to do.
A pair of flashlights in hand and you soon drive off toward a zoo soon to close for the evening. Your in without a problem accept the reminder all guests must exit by 8:00pm. Walking a direct line to the African exhibit you look out over the wide plain looking for Justin and Marge.
At last a friendly bellow comes from those Buffalo milling about the watering hole. Justin has seen his friend and this time he and Marge bring along her most recent calves and two yearlings.
Jumping the railing you climb down the security fence and greet your friend as he greets you. A human about 200 pounds is a feather to a one ton bull, Justin bashes your body into the fence with a friendly sort of nudge.
He scrawls your name in the loose sand letting you know he knows you as you!
Moving to a thicket of berry bushes they offer you cover from seeing eys as questions flow and answers scrawl. In the time with Justin and family one of their yearling cows comes close to you.
She licks you and makes strange advances toward you as if she wants something. Justin pushes her away but the young cow returns again and again.
"She wants attention!' you state as Justin and Marge look on.
Justin scrawls in the sand, "Her time of rut !"
"She's in heat?" you question as one responds in some horror.
Again she draws near her tail held high and to one side as black lips of bovine sex ripple and wink at you.
Justin can see from his bovine stance this is making you uncomfortable. He writes, "Please excuse" and then turns his great body.
Kneeling down in the thicket you are stunned to see Justin getting an erection as he takes a thick bovine tongue to the cow's soaking sex. He licks her juices from that black folds of a true cows vagina. His own penis is sprouting out hard, pink, and getting ever longer.
The young cow makes a huffing sound as a huge bull Water Buffalo jumps up mounting and empaling his maleness into her rump. His actions are quick and direct having him drop to all fours after a short while aboard the cow. His cock tip still draining semen and a white and yellow mix of slime juices made for quick entry.
Marge bellows her feeling but you can't tell if they be happy or just disgusted. At any rate Justin lengthens his huge body stretching himself out longer than normal. His pink bull's cock still rigid and out straight from the hairy sheath attached his solid looking belly.
A shiver of one hind leg makes his big balls shake and bounce off solid muscled thighs. He holds his cock out straight letting of all there, Marge comes and licking it cleans it off before he softens and it slithers into its hairy home.
Returning to you he again scrawls in the sand, "Thats how its done ".
Your thoughts and feeling about friends becoming true animals the rest of their lives bothers you no end. Maybe worse is the thought of hank and his parents ending up here too! Yet things being what they seem and the fact you spent hours talking and conversing with a friend as a Buffalo you mind and fears are laid to rest.
Its midnight and Justin writes you best stay the night or get thrown in jail. You agree but look around for a place to curl up and sleep.
Justin almost gives a bovine laugh seeing your predicament. A bellow to his family brings them near and one by one they crumple down and lay about the thicket. You too sit first as Justin folds himself down to lay next to his good friend and past neighbor.
The ground is cooling and a dampness of late night dew is forming on everything including the bare skinned human, you!
Laying close to Justin large and warm body you feel safer if not comfortable in the least. One is almost asleep when sauntering over comes Justin's yearling son a not quite so huge male Water Buffalo. He snoops you with his nostrils sniffing of you and soon moves his big nose to a human groin.
The touching there is not without you own feelings of erection. The young calf is being very friendly as a sleepy Justin watches but makes no moves.
A couple of steps and the calf positions himself over you laying on the cool ground. His sheath is much smaller than Justin's but still bold and pronounced as it hangs there before your eyes. His touching of your maleness has begun what might be a feeling of sensual desire. You would have never come here looking for bestial pleasures and the thought is just beginning to surface.
Faintly your right hand reaches upward touching the softness of the calf's sheath and a stiff feeling to the opening end of where that pink penis would emerge.
Soon your sitting up again as Justin watches his heavy breathing making you feel comfortable and safe. His young calf soon to become a bull is enjoying the feeling of a human, you, toying with what he for himself can not touch.
Marge makes a sound as she lays out in the darkness. A sound of clodding hoofs coming your way has one young cow checking out what her older brother is finding as his thrill. He bellows his feeling wanting her to stay away and let the pleasures roll.
Instead she wanders closer and approached from your blind side.
Your kneeling now as hands are busy touching, feeling and learning what the calf has and you don't. He is watching his siter's approach and in true bovine anger he makes a sudden move to push her away.
The sudden motion catches you off guard and makes your entire body get shoved around. As Justin let loose his bellow of personal disgust the calf jumps between Justin and you knocking you off to the left.
Trying to catch yourself from falling over backward you boost yourself up as then rolling your whole body around in a short circle.
"OH shit no !" comes out your mouth just before seeing a warm moist cow's vagina comes toward one stunned human face.
A sound like your foot coming unstuck from a gooy mud hole is what became your last sound before plunged face first into a cow's sex. Her tight muscles wrapped and surrounded your head in a grip like some world reknown wrestler. All sounds stopped as folds upon folds of her loose vagina skin enveloped your head.
Hands flay about as arms too trying their best to yank your head out of where it doesn't belong. Feelings of lips now nibble your legs as troubled bovine friends do their loving best to remedy your plight.
The cow seems not too thrilled and begins to walk out into the open pasture her unwelcomed visitor struck fast and walking along behind. She is still having a rigid hold on your head as from behind you come this pressure.
You can't imagine what then came next as the young cal and almost bull seeing you having fun thought to join in as well. He raised up and mounts his siter while pressing you between two large amounts of beef. His prick invades her pussy and nearly pokes you in one ear. Now a round of fast thrusting has him pounding his belly into your back and making the stuck head go in even more.
A roaring bellow from Justin even you could hear finally breaks up the orgy. As calf falls away and cow takes off on a clumsey bounding run your head pops out into the chilly air.
Hanky in hand your removing the slime and juices from being burried shoulders deep in a sexy Buffalo cow's pussy. The slime you can taste as one's mouth remained open while gasping for air. Eyes now almost stuck shut as the cool air dries the juices making a sticky goo about your haed and face.
Snorting your nose clear and trying to clean the eyes a sight of Justin scrawling in the sand, "They play ruff ".
"Why not they're animals !" you reply as the thought of just how low your friend and his wife with family have sunk on the evolutionary ladder.
Justin takes your words as the insult they were and walks slowly away. Marge takes her place and follows her one time husband and now bull. One by one the rest of Justin's herd follows its the young cow you shared so tightly that turns and snorts her goodbye.
Up the fence and running from bush to tree and buildings or walls you make your way out the zoo and head soon toward home.