Getting to find Kyle seemed imperative, as Carla knew her body was changing. Jen had seen some of her soft tissue changed earlobes as having bovine contours. As what Jen could recall of her transforming curse she spoke of that was enhancing a jerk to become as a brute bull; the one thing he would not being about was fashionable clothing. To take from his wardrobe a pair of jeans and a shirt would work to cover a host of past indiscretions.
Several miles of dodging stoplights where cars pulling alongside might gain a rather revealing look at a naked woman, Jen took to driving the back side streets where streets were two lanes wide, and had almost no traffic. The zig-zag driving made the short trip twice as long, and added a couple of miles, but it proved to be worthwhile.
Jen drove into the driveway to where Kyle lived with his parents, but they were away on another of their overseas vacations to a Thailand resort. She drove around and behind the large house, seeing there the back door was damaged, broken off its hinges. Jen got out of her car and Carla then waited for Jen to wave, as signal for her to make a quick dash into the house.
Inside the furniture and house was a mess. It smelled like a cow barn, cow dropping spotted on the kitchen floor, the dining room carpet, and a few road-apple types on the stairs to the second floor.
Carla knew the inside of the house better than did Jen, as with Kyle, Carla spent many a fun evening working at making his bed a sticky mess. Jen said nothing to Carla as she went to find some clothes to wear, as Jen went looking to find Kyle; if he was still somewhere on the property.
Jen had walked out by her car when she heard Carla in the upstairs, when she began to scream, “No, no, get away from me with that thing!”
Jen knew where Kyle was, as Carla likely found him in his bovine deplorable state, being halfway changed to be a Texas breed bull. Jen ran into the house, dashed up the stairs, and saw Carla stand naked, she bug-eyed scared, her legs spread wide, and Kyle, being more like a bull than Jen expected.
Kyle the almost bull knew the smell of an aroused female, and with her blackened as changing pussy, she scared, he aroused, she was wafting pheromones his bullish nose knew as a fun place to sniff and lick. He had Carla wrangled to standing at the far end to the hallway, and the only exit was to get past his bulky self.
Jen stood at the top of the stair steps, she looking at the physical backside of a yearling size Santa-Gertrudis bull.
Kyle was snorting and sniffing. He was quite aroused; his pointy pink bull cock stuck out past his belly mounted sheath a good six inches.
Carla was taking the bullish friends primal attentions as if she were a first year heifer feeling her estrus in full swing. Kyle ignored the fact that Jen was there, as his entire presence of mind hinged on wanting to breed with a cow-like black vulva.
“MUROO…,” Kyle bellowed as he stood blocking any possible escape by the horny smelling female..
Jen had to think as think quick, she needed to find something to distract Kyle from his primal urge of rutting a female. She looked toward his bedroom at the top of the stairs, and saw it as a broken mess. As she walked into his bedroom, she saw there the four posted bed as busted, and on the floor was a round headed bed post, it about seven feet long. She picked it out of the ill mannered mess, deciding to use it as a blunt long dildo to spear it inside the very bovine bullish size anus.
Walking out again into the hallway, Jen tried to aim her dildo of a knight’s lance at the target at times covered by a busily swinging tail.
Timing was of the essence!
Jen watched the tail as it swung and when she thought she had it as timed just right, she lunged forward.
She hit on the mark, sinking the baseball sized knob into as inside the bullish anus, ramming in about twelve inches to where the whole bedpost remained as stuck. Kyle mooed as if he feeling his anal passage as nastily intruded and made worse by the weight and length of the intruder, he swung his bulk self and charged down the stairway, through the dining room. Kitchen, and outside to get what was lodged well as to fall out of his big butt.
Carla stood there amazed at her then laughing friend.
“Now then,” said Jen, "Shall we go looking for some clothes before lover boy gets that pole out of his butt and returns here looking for his lover!”