Tim tried to think of a way out of the situation, though considering he still had the watch that hopefully wouldn’t be too hard. All he had to do was use it and he should be able to swap again, though as he tried to use the watch he realized once again that his coordination was impaired. He couldn’t get the watch to work correctly no matter how hard he tried.
Tim had been so preoccupied with the watch that he didn’t notice when the gate to the pasture opened and a younger female walked into it. She was wearing normal farm attire, a hat, a flannel jacket, shorts, and it was clear she was probably a farmhand. “Alright girls. — it’s milkin’ time!” She said, excitedly. Tim quickly moved his attention from the watch to the farmhand. Realizing the situation he was in his heart sunk. He had to get out of this body quickly or else he’d be forced to live the life of a female dairy cow for who-knows-how long.
As Tim fiddled with the watch the farmhand seemed to look in his direction. “Oh Bess’ whatcha’ proddin’ at girl?” She said curiously. She didn’t think anything could get into the pen and she didn’t want the cow eating something she shouldn’t be eating.
‘Oh no’ Tim thought seeing the farmhand, and soon she was right next to him. She looked down and saw the watch. “Now how’d you get that girl?” She said, taking the watch from Tim, he screamed internally at her. “Did you steal this from daddy somehow?” She said inspecting it, before shrugging and putting it in her pocket. “I’ll ask him.” She said looking back towards Tim. “Anyways, best get back ta’ business. Come on girl.” She said, tying a rope around Tim’s neck. She was leading him to the barn nearby.
He knew he had to get away somehow but he couldn’t, his new bovine body feeling unnatural to him, and this farmhand obviously knew how to deal with unruly animals, as she carefully dragged him along. Eventually he saw a stool and a bucket. ‘How would this even work??’ He thought, as she moved him into position. He braced himself for the inevitable.