Jen wondered about her returning home, and the host of questions that would arise. Questions, probing mothers, hers and the mother of Carla; a daughter lost to greed of men knowledgeable in science.
With a vague hope of her entering the research facility from the servicing entrance, when Jen drove along the adjacent street, she discovered a closed 10 feet tall iron fence and a closed gate. What made matters more difficult for her to try as enter was she saw night security guards walking the perimeter, they inside the fenced compound. Orange colored security lights lit the inside of the fenced area as if it were daylight.
As Jen parked her car along the curbside to the street, she could see small corrals to the rear of the research facility. In two of the corrals closest to where she had park, Jen saw a young bull standing, it looking toward the gate entrance. As to the left of where the bull stood, was another corral and it held what she thought was an African Ibex, she able to see its tall pair of long horns. Jen ran down her driver side window, it still smeared with the ejaculated semen put there when a changing friend Jerry did try to molest Jen, but managed to make a mess of her car window.
The Ibex was bawling, its cries echoed out into the night. Jen watched a guard walk toward the upset animal, he spoke to it, calling it the name of Justin, telling it to be quiet. Maybe or maybe not, but to some surprise to Jen the Ibex complied and quit its lonesome cries.
“Good, as thank you, I suspect you know you are getting shipped out to a zoo in the morning. As after what you had to endure to become this animal form, a change of scene would be as a welcomed delight. I am sure when you applied for working here, you never expected to exit the facility, as shipped away being a Russian breed of an Ibex herd sire.
Then again young Arnold there, yes you, you stupid little thief, as you thought to steal something of value to continue your habit. Instead you were discovered and as a punishment, Professor Haun created for you a new lifestyle. This form of a life where theft and smoking weed is not practiced when in a herd of cows. However, he knew you would need a new fetish, as liking of fixations, so you became a young bull. I know you were tested this past week, taken to a local farm and there put into a corral holding thirty cows in season.
Hey there Arnold, you as a bull learned quickly the manners of a bull feeling rut. In one week you impregnated all thirty of those cows, before trucks back here for a medical check. You too is going to your great reward as the Professor said when mentioning of you, his thief.
As quite unknown to you, but six or seven of the thirty cows were changeling girls, illegal’s to this country, each looking to become a part of the American dream. Well you satisfied their dream, a long bull cock rammed forcibly inside their then bovine cunts.
Just think now, while you still can, as being males, soon as herd sires, your lusty dreams were to have a bigger set of genitals, and from coming here, the research facility gifted you your wish as come true. Now, both of you remain quiet!” The nasty acting guard told and said to two doomed individuals.
Jen sat there in her car, she almost wishing that her friend Jerry had injected her with the Reformation serum, and she like Carla would never need face her family and feel humiliated.