“Please Troy…” Dustin bellowed.
“Oh? What’s the matter MISS cow? Did little MISS cow just remember something… naughty?” Troy laughed. “Did you at least have fun? Truth be told MISS cow, I don’t actually remember whatever your new reality is. That being said, whatever reality I imagine for you seems to write itself into existence. And I made sure that the cow you loved every minute of it. And don’t worry, you’re going to love every minute of it again!”
“That reminds me!” Troy exclaimed as he walked around behind her, holding his hand up just behind her new cunt, “yep, burning hot. You’re in heat MISS cow, so I have a feeling you’re going to be doing that again in no time at all!”
Dustin could feel the heat radiating out of her backside. He could feel the muscles in his cunt involuntarily writhing about, as if they were anticipating being penetrated once again, of getting a second chance to milk the bull’s cock dry.
Just like when she was a bitch, she could feel the thoughts welling up in her mind. Overpowering images of the bull mounting her. Unstoppable desires to fucked, to be bred, to be used. A pleasurable tingling started in the lips of her cunt and slowly spread to the rest of her body, as though rewarding her for being overpowered by the instinctual desire to be fucked.
“Please Troy…” Dustin cried, “please…”
“I can… feel his cum inside of me. I can feel it leaking out of me… I can feel my… my cunt Troy… I can feel my cunt… he stretched it open.” She continued crying, “I can feel air cold air inside of me…Please Troy… I don’t want to feel his cum inside of me. I don’t want him inside of me. Please, anything but that.”