"Oh no, Jamie! I have much better plans for YOU!" Jamie cowered as he saw Donnie's hands reach for his shorts. The huge, thick black fingers ripped off clothing with a single jerk, and then pulled off his shoes and socks. Finally, Jamie's shirt was torn away, leaving him naked and shivering in fear, still locked in Peter's hands.
Donnie turned around and leaned over, presenting a clear view of her huge minotaur cunt. The opening was slick and winking, and Jamie felt Peter start to respond. The minotaur cock was pushing out, and Jamie was suddenly terrified that he would be raped by the bull.
Instead, Peter began to rub the head of his dick against Jamie's back, squirting precum, and then thick bull cum all over him. The sticky fluid ran down his legs and dripped from his toes. Jamie was relieved that was all they were going to do. But why was Donnie still presenting her cunt?
The Peter suddenly hefted Jamie up and twisted him backward as he moved forward. Jamie's feet got caught in the hot, damp opening and slid in before he could react, leaving him up to his knees in minotaur cunt. But instead of feeling warm, his feet started getting numb.
Peter pushed again, this time driving Jamie into Donnie's opening up to his thighs. It was useless to struggle - not only was the Bull far more powerful anyway, but Jamie was feeling oddly tired and weak. Why did Peter look so big?
The bull stepped back, releasing him, and Jamie struggled to pull himself back out. Bracing with his hands, he pushed against the huge minotaur cow's rump, looking down to see how far he could ease out. What he saw made him gasp and stare. His body looked like that of a small child! The hairless chest and spindly arms of a 6 year-old, a rounded belly that was slipping slowly into the wide back cunt.
"No!" Even his voice sounded like a child's. "Please, don't do this! Let me go!" He struggled frantically, but was sucked in to his belly button. Everything below his waist was warm and tingling, his very bones shifting.
Peter leaned close and licked Jamie's face with a coarse bovine tongue. "You made Donnie and me a couple, now we are going to be a family. It's a very important day! Do you know what day it is?"
Confused, Jamie struggled as he slipped in to his chest, then his shoulders. Peter licked his face again, then moved back to watch as Jamie's head was suddenly pulled in, leaving only his face and arms outside Donnie's body. Jamie could feel his insides shifting and changing, and saw the first traces of black minotaur hair spreading up his arms.
Peter grinned as Jamie's face started to slide into the bovine cunt. "Yes, it's a very special day. It's your UN-birth day! See you in a few months, my new son!"
Jamie tried to cry out, but then he was fully in Donnie's birth canal, being reshaped and shrinking as he was squeezed back into the dark cavity of her womb. He wasn't breathing any more, but then he didn;t have to. Dimly, Jamie realized he had become a unborn minotaur calf, and was shrinking backward to conception. The process stopped when he was a 2 month-old fetus, but he had already lost consciousness long before that.
Awareness came slowly, periods of pressure and sounds, then finally a powerful squeezing that pushed him back out into brightness. Gasping in his first breath, Jamie discovered that...