Opening the back door to her own home Jonus' Mom went inside wondering what she'd see. What hit her first was the rank odor of cow manure making her hold her nose.
A few steps and she stood at the dorrway from the mudroom looking into her kitchen. Standing near the sink was Jonus, or what was her son now changing minute by minute into something else.
Jonus had his back to Mom as she saw his shirt split up the back allowing a larger boney backbone now coated in animal hairs to stick out. A thick boney tail also hung out over her son's drooped pair of pants while he was humped over her kitchen's counter.
Around the kitchen were several large piles of manure like those which drop so freely from a cow's rear. Jonus' tail being free of his pants swung side to side slowly only to make a whip and slap his thighs off and on.
Jonus' pants were too like his shirt at the breaking point his rump being large, but now was closer to huge. Mom eyed what was her dear son not an hour ago seeing instead what she knew to be a Hereford breed of cow standing in her kitchen.
"Jonus!" she called to him.
Slowly as he stood with forelegs kneeling on the kitchen counter and munching at her plants decorating the window' sill he turned his head to give her a look back.
"Oh my god in Heaven!" Mom exclaimed as she looked at her son, face to face.
From the back she'd seen his brown head of hair was now snowy white in colour. His bovine ears stuck way out the side of his large head, as his neck was well past the twenty inch collar size he was that morning. It was when he turned her way she looked eye to eye with a head and face of one matured Hereford beef bred animal.
The floor drew her attention as it creaked and groaned under the heavy weight of a mature bovine standing upon it. Mom looked to the floor seeing that her son now stood on large cloven hooves making indentations into the linoleum floor.
She slowly went to looking up the length of his body form stopping as she did when to her surprise she saw a bovine sheath. Jonus very male and large Hereford's bovine sheath draped his shirt up and around it girth. Mom saw this bovine forskin covered in reddish and white hairs like the common making of a Hereford breed animal, the flatened pink end of his animal penis jutted out an inch past the furred end of the sheath.
Mom shuddered to thing of her son seeing the crude end to this beastly bovine like sheath its end having long bristly feeler hairs sticking out from around the sheath's opening. Feeler hairs she thought, like cat wiskers and those on grazing animals letting them know when they are close to what they seek. In the case of these hairs they told an animal when his sheath was in contact with the rump rear of a cow when mating!
Standing and munching a mouth filled with her Geraniums, Jonus seeing his Mom had a shiver of fear rattle down the length of his long body.
Such a shudder it was his shirt tore the rest of the way dropping each a part to one side his self. Jonus' pants too now fell heaping into a pile of cloth about his hind hooves leaving her son as a bovine standing with a pair of Jockey brand briefs at the extreme stretched point of bursting.
"Muuurraw !" bellowed Jonus trying as best he could then of speaking his mind to a stunned and wide eyed mom.
As he took that deep breath to speak out his Jockey briefs ripped at the waistband dropping too to lay over the fallen trousers at his hoofs.
Now Mom could see what her son could not even if he knew somehow. The deep groin of this bovine her son was smooth and coated in white hairs. Smooth it was as his testicles were not there making him a male Hereford and one nutless steer.
Feeling his nakedness before Jonus' own mother he had a feeling of moral embarressment. Yet in the bovine world and form such things as embarressment are not known. Instead it comes to the poor beast as an excited urge and with all urges he extends out his pink wrinkled steer penis.
Out it came like the spring sprouts of Jonus' mother's flowers spooting out the moist earth in under the sun's open hearth. The flat end remain as so, its long body narrowed, then thickened as Mom saw the thing from end to sheath. The very beastly shape of his male organ was to say oddly contoured when thinking of what she'd seen and known of Jonus' father.
Shaking her head at what her fool son had become and meanwhile having the urge to stand closer to what was her son, Mom gave a hug to Jonus' broad shoulders.
It was as she pressed herself close his maleness touched her apron and yet another urge of bestial delight raked his body. Instantly with the touch his penis became from stiff to rigid poking Mom in the ribs just below her large soft breast.
She feeling and as much knowing what she felt sticking at her body reached a hand to push the thing away.
The touch was to her stimulated bovine son one wild sensation which him being by then 100% in body a Hereford steer, made him feel the lusting desires of a male bovine. Nutless though he was the urge was there and with it he tried to grab at his mom's shoulders with his forelegs.
Embalanced in mind as in body and stnace he could not hold himself upright and fell forward pushing his mother to the floor as well.
Slamming over backwards and to the kitchen floor Mom was as much stunned by the action of her bovined' son. The heavy thud of his cow hooves on landing on the kitchen floor shuddered the entire house.
The sensual moment was with this action and move yet to Jonus another urge and kept his erection still rigid and hard as a rock.
Mom, now lay on the kitchen floor and slipping down from her son's shoulders was nose to cock's tip with her son's bovine penis. eyes crossed she lay there looking at the round flatened end of his penis seeing as she did the hole opening and closing like it wanted to give her a kiss.
"No, no, no!" said Jonus' Mom as she quickly slid herself out from under his deep rounding belly.
"Muraw!" Jonus bellowed as then with each step his steer penis skidded along the kitchen floor. He came to the entrance to the mudroom having the flat end of his wrinkled cock tip catch on the metal strip nailed to the floor.
Again he screamed only this time out of the pain of his pecker getting raked by the rough metal seperating the linoleum from the mudroom carpet.
Mom now stood behind her son's rotundus rump wanting to say what she felt for him in motherly love. Yet having a brute beast and steer in one's house is not quite kosher with what most would consider as correct. Shewing her bovine son from the house and out to stand as a true bovine in the sunshine Jonus turned to give his Mother a loving Moo.