"Dad's OK, but he isn't the kind to handle having been a female cow very well, let alone having been fucked. I think the best thing is to take away his memory."
"OK" I said. "I wish that Mr. Morland return to the form he had before he was changed into a cow, and that neither he nor anyone else, with the exception of Rachel and myself, remember that he was ever changed or any of the events following his transformation involving his new form. I wish that all wish-caused mental changes also cease for him, except that I want him to continue accepting all transformations tonight as no big deal."
The cow stood up on two legs, the horns witndrew, the fur disappeared and Mr. Morland's clothes returned,. He looked around as if puzzled how he got to where he was. He saw Rachel and me and came toward us.
"Hi Rachel, Sara, are you girls having fun tonight?"
"Oh Dad, can't you see that Sara turned herself into a boy?" Rachel responded, laughing.
"I'm sorry Sara. Well, don't you kids stay out here too long now!" He walked back into the house.
Just then we heard a racket coming from the front yard, where the garbage cans were out for tomorrow's pickup.